<?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-7183975133233736121</id><updated>2012-02-21T07:41:32.115-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mastins</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>245</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-3338190979175504814</id><published>2012-02-16T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T20:14:59.018-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two &amp; a Half</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm a few weeks late, but Miller is officially two and a half years old.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to be sure and document a few of his favorite things right now and some of our favorite things he says.&amp;nbsp; I've been putting off this post, because I wanted to include some pictures but that's just not happening these days.&amp;nbsp; Sorry folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-OjFOCMbMQ/Tz2zxoZuiQI/AAAAAAAAC40/Ef5FFWCSIAk/s1600/photo+2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-OjFOCMbMQ/Tz2zxoZuiQI/AAAAAAAAC40/Ef5FFWCSIAk/s640/photo+2.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite song to listen to:&lt;/b&gt; "Noah" ("Arky Arky")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite song to sing:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; "Baby Jesus" ("Away in a Manger")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite books: &lt;/b&gt;A Crack in the Track, The Thinks You Can Think, ABC Jamboree, The Very Hungry Caterpillar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Toy:&lt;/b&gt; train table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Foods:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; milk, bananas, biscuits, cheese, avocado, raisins, fruit snacks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIjXYbHviiM/Tz2ztNHBGrI/AAAAAAAAC4s/NouEhQcBCBg/s1600/photo+1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kIjXYbHviiM/Tz2ztNHBGrI/AAAAAAAAC4s/NouEhQcBCBg/s640/photo+1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some of Miller's cute words/sayings: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;polka dotty (his polka dot blanket)&lt;br /&gt;dat's si-yee (That's silly)&lt;br /&gt;doowin? (What are you doing?)&lt;br /&gt;Sure is&lt;br /&gt;oh dear&lt;br /&gt;baby jo (Betty Jo - his great grandmother)&lt;br /&gt;baby daddy (Baby Addie - Kendall and Will's baby girl)&lt;br /&gt;tomato (tornado)&lt;br /&gt;Wanna cuddle mommy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He also uses the pronoun "my" instead of "I".&amp;nbsp; For example, instead of saying "I want to get down" he'll say "Want my get down".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dhs8WDJIXpU/Tz2z3UyuvrI/AAAAAAAAC48/fX1kLYA1ZpQ/s1600/photo+3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dhs8WDJIXpU/Tz2z3UyuvrI/AAAAAAAAC48/fX1kLYA1ZpQ/s640/photo+3.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We potty trained Miller this past weekend and he is doing pretty well so far. We've made it a few days with no accidents and the other days he's only had one each day.&amp;nbsp; Today he had an accident at school which got his shoes wet so he was barefoot when I picked him up.&amp;nbsp; On the way home he told me he had to tee-tee.&amp;nbsp; Since I'm not really sure how long I have when he says that I pulled over and had him go on the side of the road.&amp;nbsp; So there we were.&amp;nbsp; He had on no shoes, his pants around his ankles, peeing on the side of the road.&amp;nbsp; I didn't look like a redneck at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also seemed to have officially hit the "terrible twos" this week.&amp;nbsp; He usually gets a good report whenever I leave him somewhere (school, church nursery, gym nursery, etc).&amp;nbsp; This week almost every time we went somewhere he got in trouble.&amp;nbsp; Each teacher said something along the lines of, "He just wasn't himself today."&amp;nbsp; Well, after four days I think we can officially call it a pattern.&amp;nbsp; Therefore we're stepping up our discipline game and not letting anything slide.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully we'll be back on track soon.&amp;nbsp; He's also in a big "I do it myself" phase.&amp;nbsp; So that's fun.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong, I'm glad he's learning to be independent and there are certainly lots of things he can do by himself even if he struggles some.&amp;nbsp; However, there are also lots of things that at two and a half he cannot do by himself and he doesn't like that one bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though spending my days with a two year old offers many moments of frustration, I wouldn't trade it for anything.&amp;nbsp; His contagious laugh or one sweet cuddle from him can turn my day around in an instant.&amp;nbsp; Love that boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-3338190979175504814?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3338190979175504814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/two-half.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3338190979175504814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3338190979175504814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/two-half.html' title='Two &amp; a Half'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-g-OjFOCMbMQ/Tz2zxoZuiQI/AAAAAAAAC40/Ef5FFWCSIAk/s72-c/photo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-239620162757079066</id><published>2012-02-07T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T21:23:18.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In order to catch you up with what we've been up to, I'm going to have to jump all over the place.&amp;nbsp; Hope you can hang with me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; Last week Miller woke up from his nap to find a present waiting for him outside of his door.&amp;nbsp; It is his very own potty and he has been all about trying to use it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gINzZdn9B0Q/TzHiUqrVO4I/AAAAAAAAC3s/gg5aCxbfYyc/s1600/IMG_7708.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gINzZdn9B0Q/TzHiUqrVO4I/AAAAAAAAC3s/gg5aCxbfYyc/s640/IMG_7708.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I wasn't even going to attempt potty training until after baby #2 arrives, but he has been so interested lately that we're going to give it a try.&amp;nbsp; Since he has the desire, but can't quite figure out how it all "works" we're going to try the 3-day potty training method.&amp;nbsp; Basically we'll stay home for three days straight, drink LOTS of fluids, and hang out in underwear {him, not me} until he makes the connection to when he has to go and getting to the potty on time.&amp;nbsp; Wish us luck!&amp;nbsp; Our three days start on Friday morning.&amp;nbsp; I'm a bit nervous about the whole thing, but I know it's like many things in parenting.&amp;nbsp; I cannot let him smell my fear&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Our sweet adult Sunday School class threw a Girls Night Out/Baby Shower for Jenny Jones and me.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun to hang out with girls, finish a whole meal without feeding anyone else, and open many precious gifts.&amp;nbsp; We were so busy having fun that we only remembered to take one picture as we were about to walk out the door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A0d5shs4Q-g/TzHiEvqoCOI/AAAAAAAAC3k/eg6L5Ebq0uQ/s1600/IMG_7702.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A0d5shs4Q-g/TzHiEvqoCOI/AAAAAAAAC3k/eg6L5Ebq0uQ/s640/IMG_7702.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A0d5shs4Q-g/TzHiEvqoCOI/AAAAAAAAC3k/eg6L5Ebq0uQ/s1600/IMG_7702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; This weekend we got to celebrate this pretty girl's first birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nzzl0iWgAM4/TzHijzSomFI/AAAAAAAAC34/73cjqg4XdqA/s1600/IMG_7731.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nzzl0iWgAM4/TzHijzSomFI/AAAAAAAAC34/73cjqg4XdqA/s640/IMG_7731.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;{The pretty girl on the right, not the left.&amp;nbsp; Just in case you were confused.}&amp;nbsp; You can see all of the precious party details &lt;a href="http://limbaughing.tumblr.com/post/17165440054/one"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Miller could not wait to get his hands on a cupcake.&amp;nbsp; He may or may not have gotten his hands on two or three, but only one was allowed in his mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPAViQXJr3I/TzHizQsABTI/AAAAAAAAC4A/I6yRRSBHsgU/s1600/IMG_7756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPAViQXJr3I/TzHizQsABTI/AAAAAAAAC4A/I6yRRSBHsgU/s640/IMG_7756.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We tried to get a picture of the smallest party guests.&amp;nbsp; As you can see, it went really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6jNppSIfEA/TzHjDkGHeGI/AAAAAAAAC4I/jIJ4LrN7YWw/s1600/IMG_7763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6jNppSIfEA/TzHjDkGHeGI/AAAAAAAAC4I/jIJ4LrN7YWw/s640/IMG_7763.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; I have been busy "nesting" these days.&amp;nbsp; We moved Miller into his big boy room {he is still in his crib though} last night and I'm trying to reorganize some of his toys since his new room is the former playroom.&amp;nbsp; I'll be sure to snap some pics of the new room soon.&amp;nbsp; As part of the toy reorganization, I've been wanting to come up with some fun, creative activities that will keep Miller's little hands and brain busy.&amp;nbsp; He has a gazillion million toys, but honestly he walks right by most of them and acts bored after playing with them for about two minutes.&amp;nbsp; I found &lt;a href="http://www.activity-mom.com/"&gt;this great website&lt;/a&gt; with some terrific ideas for toddlers.&amp;nbsp; We've only done a few of them, but so far they have all been a hit!&amp;nbsp; Miller LOVES these little pom-poms {or cotton balls as he calls them} and has found so many ways to play with them.&amp;nbsp; I'll be sure to let you know if any of the activities flop.&amp;nbsp; I'm steering clear of anything involving &lt;a href="http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-was-i-thinking.html"&gt;rice&lt;/a&gt; or paint :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RJ0ePN9QuI4/TzHjTNOzW2I/AAAAAAAAC4U/oMiJJIq5uQ8/s1600/IMG_7779.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RJ0ePN9QuI4/TzHjTNOzW2I/AAAAAAAAC4U/oMiJJIq5uQ8/s640/IMG_7779.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-onGxlqsKojY/TzHjeaSqs2I/AAAAAAAAC4c/pbaC3G0XFNo/s1600/IMG_7783.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-onGxlqsKojY/TzHjeaSqs2I/AAAAAAAAC4c/pbaC3G0XFNo/s640/IMG_7783.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Last, but definitely not least we have been fervently praying for "Aunt Amy".&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SNSQKjUSVmE/TzHp9-76E-I/AAAAAAAAC4k/Joledm5bXTA/s1600/l.tdrKtAuvRoQkFrXN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SNSQKjUSVmE/TzHp9-76E-I/AAAAAAAAC4k/Joledm5bXTA/s640/l.tdrKtAuvRoQkFrXN.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amy is married to my step-brother, Jay, and was just diagnosed with breast cancer.&amp;nbsp; Amy and Jay have precious twins, Ty and Mia, that are almost two and a half.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow she will undergo a double mastectomy and your prayers would be greatly appreciated!!&amp;nbsp; You can read about her progress and leave an encouraging message if you wish &lt;a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/amyalexander"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry for all of the randomness!&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I won't be gone so long again and get so far behind :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-239620162757079066?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/239620162757079066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/catching-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/239620162757079066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/239620162757079066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gINzZdn9B0Q/TzHiUqrVO4I/AAAAAAAAC3s/gg5aCxbfYyc/s72-c/IMG_7708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-4477767670080500812</id><published>2012-01-24T21:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T21:41:49.927-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stir Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were getting a little stir crazy around here the past two weeks.&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness for a little bit of pretty weather yesterday and a gorgeous day today!&amp;nbsp; Miller was sick with a cold or something about a week ago, so that kept us locked up for a few days.&amp;nbsp; It's especially hard with a sick baby because we didn't go to any of our normal activities for fear of getting other kids sick.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After he was better we had a cold, rainy stretch which kept us inside also, but at least we could get back into our routine.&amp;nbsp; Anyone with a toddler knows how crucial outside time is.&amp;nbsp; Here's a peek at how me managed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miller learned to play Memory {kind of}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHsVLzjAbrI/Tx9yishc2RI/AAAAAAAAC18/kacXxZHy1kY/s1600/IMG_7647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHsVLzjAbrI/Tx9yishc2RI/AAAAAAAAC18/kacXxZHy1kY/s640/IMG_7647.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Miller played Daddy's "cowboy" {That's "gameboy" if you're not familiar with toddlerese.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S-4gr_eMyk8/Tx9yzMoG5-I/AAAAAAAAC2E/Us4MWRAueF4/s1600/IMG_7664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S-4gr_eMyk8/Tx9yzMoG5-I/AAAAAAAAC2E/Us4MWRAueF4/s640/IMG_7664.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mommy and Daddy took advantage of snuggles when he was sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J6drKC1B5zE/Tx9zAnxclnI/AAAAAAAAC2M/60KFMpaotJo/s1600/IMG_7670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J6drKC1B5zE/Tx9zAnxclnI/AAAAAAAAC2M/60KFMpaotJo/s640/IMG_7670.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txgb5E1hWdQ/Tx928AsI4LI/AAAAAAAAC3E/HGaspk4Fit0/s1600/photo+3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txgb5E1hWdQ/Tx928AsI4LI/AAAAAAAAC3E/HGaspk4Fit0/s640/photo+3.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I tried to give Miller a few free passes since he didn't feel good.&amp;nbsp; Meltdowns were quite frequent regardless.&amp;nbsp; The poor kid couldn't figure out what he wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-On47oXfGiOo/Tx921ZSaMzI/AAAAAAAAC20/Q9veTTYRzSY/s1600/photo+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-On47oXfGiOo/Tx921ZSaMzI/AAAAAAAAC20/Q9veTTYRzSY/s640/photo+1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I realized I wasn't the only stir-crazy one when I found him in the recycling bin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEDSEzslcJY/Tx924S1-dyI/AAAAAAAAC28/saBmsvu1M-M/s1600/photo+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NEDSEzslcJY/Tx924S1-dyI/AAAAAAAAC28/saBmsvu1M-M/s640/photo+2.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We broke out the blocks Miller got for Christmas.&amp;nbsp; He was so proud when he built this train track and "tunnel" all by himself.&amp;nbsp; He came running to get me and left it up all day so that he could show daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-opC3q7fBcRw/Tx92_3g_sAI/AAAAAAAAC3M/HeJgU3zzDKw/s1600/photo+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-opC3q7fBcRw/Tx92_3g_sAI/AAAAAAAAC3M/HeJgU3zzDKw/s640/photo+4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And lastly, we watched a little too much tv.&amp;nbsp; We watched Robots for the first time {a Christmas gift from Poppy} and Miller thinks it's hysterical.&amp;nbsp; The first time we watched it he laughed through the entire thing.&amp;nbsp; That is all he wants to watch now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SopPrZgtJ_0/Tx93DlJLl-I/AAAAAAAAC3U/9vFN0gDgFzU/s1600/photo+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SopPrZgtJ_0/Tx93DlJLl-I/AAAAAAAAC3U/9vFN0gDgFzU/s640/photo+5.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry for the blurry phone pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I got a really fun email from our architectural designer telling me our preliminary plans would be ready Friday.&amp;nbsp; We have been scouring the plans for minor detail changes, but overall we love them!&amp;nbsp; So exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V_PqzyVPnIM/Tx9zLhBPzHI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/ua9WV8_W5gA/s1600/IMG_7683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V_PqzyVPnIM/Tx9zLhBPzHI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/ua9WV8_W5gA/s640/IMG_7683.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Upb1FRECuhA/Tx9zWQ0cnVI/AAAAAAAAC2g/YC96YQOBU-8/s1600/IMG_7690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Upb1FRECuhA/Tx9zWQ0cnVI/AAAAAAAAC2g/YC96YQOBU-8/s640/IMG_7690.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKe43uv_8kY/Tx9ziSsufyI/AAAAAAAAC2o/-_EgtfbsCsk/s1600/IMG_7692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qKe43uv_8kY/Tx9ziSsufyI/AAAAAAAAC2o/-_EgtfbsCsk/s640/IMG_7692.JPG" width="640" /&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/7183975133233736121-4477767670080500812?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4477767670080500812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/stir-crazy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4477767670080500812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4477767670080500812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/stir-crazy.html' title='Stir Crazy'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHsVLzjAbrI/Tx9yishc2RI/AAAAAAAAC18/kacXxZHy1kY/s72-c/IMG_7647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-2329704077163178487</id><published>2012-01-15T13:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T13:46:43.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A couple of months ago we had some family pictures taken.&amp;nbsp; I just realized the other day that I never posted them on my blog so here are a few of our favorites.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://aprilstanley.com/"&gt;April Stanley&lt;/a&gt; took the pictures and did a wonderful job.&amp;nbsp; If you're a local, I'd definitely recommend her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YYfp2Re-FeE/TxMrtVpJSoI/AAAAAAAAC1E/DwKrOhLZzyc/s1600/AS-026-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YYfp2Re-FeE/TxMrtVpJSoI/AAAAAAAAC1E/DwKrOhLZzyc/s640/AS-026-2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XDQcq7GrJrc/TxMrdQy7GWI/AAAAAAAAC0c/t61dLcdvuOc/s1600/AS-001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XDQcq7GrJrc/TxMrdQy7GWI/AAAAAAAAC0c/t61dLcdvuOc/s640/AS-001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-pJwJYUYVg/TxMrwpKfcZI/AAAAAAAAC1M/TbI-3mtHtS0/s640/AS-030.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iuYbEeMq38/TxMrz8OSJFI/AAAAAAAAC1U/sGizZq_Gy4o/s1600/AS-032-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3iuYbEeMq38/TxMrz8OSJFI/AAAAAAAAC1U/sGizZq_Gy4o/s640/AS-032-2.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N6I9cCh-Kl0/TxMr2iHdu8I/AAAAAAAAC1c/Q7067JPM4MI/s1600/AS-043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N6I9cCh-Kl0/TxMr2iHdu8I/AAAAAAAAC1c/Q7067JPM4MI/s640/AS-043.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-np0-C6N9rzQ/TxMr51P6pMI/AAAAAAAAC1k/Z9sn7WwiATw/s1600/AS-060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-np0-C6N9rzQ/TxMr51P6pMI/AAAAAAAAC1k/Z9sn7WwiATw/s640/AS-060.jpg" width="424" /&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/7183975133233736121-2329704077163178487?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2329704077163178487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/family-pictures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/2329704077163178487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/2329704077163178487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YYfp2Re-FeE/TxMrtVpJSoI/AAAAAAAAC1E/DwKrOhLZzyc/s72-c/AS-026-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-5423808388516254086</id><published>2012-01-07T17:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T17:43:39.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Shopping We Will Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello friends!&amp;nbsp; I hope I didn't sound too depressed in my last post about the house deal falling through.&amp;nbsp; I was a little bummed of course, but I realize that whatever the Lord's purposes may have been in all of that, He is good.&amp;nbsp; I trust that He will provide a buyer for us when the time is right, and guess what - even if He doesn't, He is still good.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've just returned from a day of shopping in Huntsville.&amp;nbsp; Well, I guess you can call it shopping.&amp;nbsp; I didn't actually buy anything, but I picked out a &lt;i&gt;whole&lt;/i&gt; lot.&amp;nbsp; I had a list of several stores to visit to begin choosing materials for the home we'll build.&amp;nbsp; Once our plans are complete and we have a list of materials, we plan to let a few builders bid it out for us before settling on one.&amp;nbsp; To say this is a little overwhelming would be an understatement.&amp;nbsp; Choosing&lt;i&gt; every single thing &lt;/i&gt;that will go in your house takes a lot of thought and time.&amp;nbsp; While I'm loving it and I'm so thankful for the opportunity to build, I'm a little nervous that everything I pick out will look ridiculous together and I'll botch the whole thing.&amp;nbsp; I had to give myself a reality check today and remember the verse, "Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy..."&amp;nbsp; The truth of the matter is even if everything I pick out is hideous it will still be a nice, warm home for our family and that's all that really matters.&amp;nbsp; Still, it wouldn't hurt if it looked good too ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So dear bloggers, I'm hoping you can help me with this process a bit.&amp;nbsp; The biggest difficulty I ran into today was choosing lighting.&amp;nbsp; I have decided to use brushed nickel on my hardware inside (I'm using black iron on the outside I think).&amp;nbsp; However, I'm not crazy about most brushed nickel lighting.&amp;nbsp; So, I'm trying to figure out how much variation will look good and when I cross the line of looking like the items in my house were chosen by seven different people who never met.&amp;nbsp; So, here is what I'm thinking for the kitchen.&amp;nbsp; I like these kitchens and I'm choosing similar colors/materials...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyUM70MpqQk/TwjPNvlo_rI/AAAAAAAAC0M/34sgAk8R0Kw/s1600/55661745364024483_O8qI4Edg_b.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyUM70MpqQk/TwjPNvlo_rI/AAAAAAAAC0M/34sgAk8R0Kw/s400/55661745364024483_O8qI4Edg_b.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5nY_q3wTUOo/TwjPODDSP7I/AAAAAAAAC0U/sLHKqOkWnyw/s1600/55661745364026406_mEndxh7k_c.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5nY_q3wTUOo/TwjPODDSP7I/AAAAAAAAC0U/sLHKqOkWnyw/s640/55661745364026406_mEndxh7k_c.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I found this pendent light for over the island that I like.&amp;nbsp; It was actually just about the only satin light that I really, really liked.&amp;nbsp; The picture doesn't do it justice.&amp;nbsp; They have a larger version as well depending on how large our island ends up being (the plans aren't finished so I'm not sure).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QcBB9iqyRbo/TwjN_rwMnZI/AAAAAAAAC0E/uw9EF_6h1zI/s1600/kitchen.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QcBB9iqyRbo/TwjN_rwMnZI/AAAAAAAAC0E/uw9EF_6h1zI/s320/kitchen.jpg" width="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So I'm pretty happy with that one.&amp;nbsp; Next, I was thinking I would do a light with a big drum shade in the dining room.&amp;nbsp; The place I looked today could order this one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H0C0KMOW4SQ/TwjN-An6-HI/AAAAAAAACzk/jRSnJGrMwVs/s1600/dining+room-different+shade.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H0C0KMOW4SQ/TwjN-An6-HI/AAAAAAAACzk/jRSnJGrMwVs/s320/dining+room-different+shade.jpg" width="263" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H0C0KMOW4SQ/TwjN-An6-HI/AAAAAAAACzk/jRSnJGrMwVs/s1600/dining+room-different+shade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;with a different shade.&amp;nbsp; Probably one of these fabrics... (it would be solid fabric without those lines all over it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PWIYmIc2BPY/TwjN-WRomXI/AAAAAAAACzs/53LZVaedkQA/s1600/drums.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="107" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PWIYmIc2BPY/TwjN-WRomXI/AAAAAAAACzs/53LZVaedkQA/s320/drums.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I like that one ok, but it's a pretty pricey and I don't absolutely love it.&amp;nbsp; Maybe because I couldn't see it in person.&amp;nbsp; The light I had most trouble with was one for the foyer.&amp;nbsp; I picked this one out for the front porch in front of the door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k7uHz20RkA4/TwjN_SVFv6I/AAAAAAAACz8/CwsUTZgdhL8/s1600/front+door.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k7uHz20RkA4/TwjN_SVFv6I/AAAAAAAACz8/CwsUTZgdhL8/s320/front+door.jpg" width="271" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I couldn't find a nickel light that I loved for the foyer.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, this was the best I could find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dB4LrJDLXUk/TwjN-wC0A5I/AAAAAAAACz0/mdHRHOIQo88/s1600/foyer-nickel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dB4LrJDLXUk/TwjN-wC0A5I/AAAAAAAACz0/mdHRHOIQo88/s400/foyer-nickel.jpg" width="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The metal is actually kind of cool because it's kind of hammered (or something), but I'm really not a fan of the glass.&amp;nbsp; What do y'all think?&amp;nbsp; Since I have the black lantern just before you walk through the door, could I get away with a darker metal in the foyer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k7uHz20RkA4/TwjN_SVFv6I/AAAAAAAACz8/CwsUTZgdhL8/s1600/front+door.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As for bathroom lighting and fans, I need to pay more attention to what I like.&amp;nbsp; I've never really noticed these lights.&amp;nbsp; I guess that's a good sign that it won't matter too much if I don't pick the perfect one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your help, friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-5423808388516254086?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5423808388516254086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/shopping-we-will-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5423808388516254086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5423808388516254086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/shopping-we-will-go.html' title='A Shopping We Will Go'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyUM70MpqQk/TwjPNvlo_rI/AAAAAAAAC0M/34sgAk8R0Kw/s72-c/55661745364024483_O8qI4Edg_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-796971823280122325</id><published>2012-01-05T14:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:50:22.734-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Healthy Baby &amp; Bum House Deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's basically the two headlines from our week.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, we had our ultrasound and found at that we are having a healthy {as far as they can tell} baby BOY!&amp;nbsp; We are so excited for Miller to have a little buddy and feel blessed to have received a good report from the doctor.&amp;nbsp; When I told Miller he was having a baby brother he obviously didn't get it.&amp;nbsp; Then I asked him what we should name his little brother and he responded, "Abraham".&amp;nbsp; Hysterical.&amp;nbsp; Now, don't get me wrong we've talked about Abraham from the Bible so it's not completely out of the blue.&amp;nbsp; However, we've also talked about Joseph, Noah, Jesus, Elijah, Moses, and Jacob so it's kind of funny to me that he zeroed in on Abraham.&amp;nbsp; While there are certainly worse names he could choose, I think we'll bypass that suggestion.&amp;nbsp; At least Miller has an idea though.&amp;nbsp; That's more than we have at this point.&amp;nbsp; We. are. clueless.&amp;nbsp; The good news is we still have several months to decide on a name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had Bryant snap a picture of me with his phone before we went to the appointment since I can never remember to get a baby bump picture when I look halfway decent.&amp;nbsp; So, here I am at twenty-one weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HeA4qDCFlyU/TwYKxZXbuyI/AAAAAAAACzQ/oYBz9fwwdlA/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HeA4qDCFlyU/TwYKxZXbuyI/AAAAAAAACzQ/oYBz9fwwdlA/s640/photo.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not a great picture, but you can see a bit of a bump.&amp;nbsp; I am pretty much past all of the nausea I had, but it still sneaks up on me every now and then.&amp;nbsp; I have started having a good deal of pressure in my lower abdomen and pain on my tailbone.&amp;nbsp; This could be explained by how low baby boy is.&amp;nbsp; The ultrasound tech could barely get a picture of his head because he is so low.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, he'll head north a bit so that he won't fall out before May :)&amp;nbsp; This could also explain why I need a restroom every five minutes.&amp;nbsp; I had my first bout with Braxton Hicks contractions on Christmas night.&amp;nbsp; I've had them almost everyday since then, so I'm trying to hydrate and rest more to ward those off a bit.&amp;nbsp; While the busyness of Christmas might have brought those on, the food of the season helped me head the right direction on the scales.&amp;nbsp; I've gained four pounds since my last appointment five weeks ago so that's good.&amp;nbsp; So far, I've gained five pounds total.&amp;nbsp; It is so crazy to think that I am past the halfway mark in my pregnancy.&amp;nbsp; Baby boy will be here before we know it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now for the other big news of the week, you may recall that we were supposed to be moving this weekend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;Supposed to&lt;/i&gt; being the keywords.&amp;nbsp; The last few weeks have been a bit of a roller-coaster as we've tried to work towards closing.&amp;nbsp; Our buyer's loan fell through, she got another one.&amp;nbsp; The new loan required a home inspection, it went fine.&amp;nbsp; Our buyer's house got water/moisture under it last week, her buyer was unsure if they still wanted to buy it, today our buyer's buyer officially backed out.&amp;nbsp; So, we are not moving anytime soon since our buyer can't pay for our house without selling hers first.&amp;nbsp; She does still want our house and we have a contingency contract with her for now.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, someone will come along and buy her house, but I'm not holding my breath.&amp;nbsp; So for now, I need to get my house back into order since there were many things I kept putting off until we moved.&amp;nbsp; Wish me luck in hooking up our wireless printer : /&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-796971823280122325?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/796971823280122325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/healthy-baby-bum-house-deal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/796971823280122325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/796971823280122325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/healthy-baby-bum-house-deal.html' title='Healthy Baby &amp; Bum House Deal'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HeA4qDCFlyU/TwYKxZXbuyI/AAAAAAAACzQ/oYBz9fwwdlA/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-2251042761998861529</id><published>2012-01-03T10:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:54:32.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday we celebrated Hays and Hunter's 2nd birthday.&amp;nbsp; It was an absolutely beautiful day and we took full advantage letting the kids play outside on all of the twins fun riding toys.&amp;nbsp; It really helped that there were two of every toy since there were so many kids.&amp;nbsp; Miller must have ridden a hundred miles that day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QyR_jcglWbQ/TwMaltbWgwI/AAAAAAAACxo/7i9O-zB4hpA/s1600/IMG_7522.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QyR_jcglWbQ/TwMaltbWgwI/AAAAAAAACxo/7i9O-zB4hpA/s640/IMG_7522.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kIr4MZl-4Xk/TwMa4sTFD9I/AAAAAAAACxw/a8GY3aMj7UY/s1600/IMG_7540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kIr4MZl-4Xk/TwMa4sTFD9I/AAAAAAAACxw/a8GY3aMj7UY/s640/IMG_7540.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will broke out their miniature horse, Prince, for a few rides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TueaEIRxkaE/TwMbGNn1HFI/AAAAAAAACx4/CCJnSU5CNlo/s1600/IMG_7543.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TueaEIRxkaE/TwMbGNn1HFI/AAAAAAAACx4/CCJnSU5CNlo/s640/IMG_7543.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xvjOR3dCY0/TwMbLOzZdpI/AAAAAAAACyA/R90RnD-2MOA/s1600/IMG_7561.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5xvjOR3dCY0/TwMbLOzZdpI/AAAAAAAACyA/R90RnD-2MOA/s640/IMG_7561.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CyAke_525M/TwYN70wjF-I/AAAAAAAACzc/x9d23J_ap1E/s1600/404754_305564756153584_100001001871863_882843_615648008_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CyAke_525M/TwYN70wjF-I/AAAAAAAACzc/x9d23J_ap1E/s640/404754_305564756153584_100001001871863_882843_615648008_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the kids had worked up a good appetite it was time for grub!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jH-HUggC8aw/TwMciwPfHtI/AAAAAAAACyI/XXUCIQw3cCc/s1600/IMG_7582.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jH-HUggC8aw/TwMciwPfHtI/AAAAAAAACyI/XXUCIQw3cCc/s640/IMG_7582.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And of course cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-51_a1FEEdx8/TwMdo13aGSI/AAAAAAAACyU/PcedXGCYJcI/s1600/IMG_7601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-51_a1FEEdx8/TwMdo13aGSI/AAAAAAAACyU/PcedXGCYJcI/s640/IMG_7601.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-llsxCf0qOUE/TwMe6gP5qvI/AAAAAAAACy4/RY-2gGE5NGo/s1600/IMG_7631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-llsxCf0qOUE/TwMe6gP5qvI/AAAAAAAACy4/RY-2gGE5NGo/s640/IMG_7631.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pq2F-428uhs/TwMfJ4brshI/AAAAAAAACzA/O9G2mhbIq0g/s1600/IMG_7639.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pq2F-428uhs/TwMfJ4brshI/AAAAAAAACzA/O9G2mhbIq0g/s640/IMG_7639.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy birthday, Hunter and Hays!&amp;nbsp; We love you very much and we hope to share many more birthdays with each of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-2251042761998861529?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2251042761998861529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/2251042761998861529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/2251042761998861529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-fun.html' title='Birthday Fun'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QyR_jcglWbQ/TwMaltbWgwI/AAAAAAAACxo/7i9O-zB4hpA/s72-c/IMG_7522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-4208027051883905028</id><published>2011-12-27T13:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T13:51:21.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Jesus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Christmas morning, we were prepped and ready to celebrate our savior's birth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lN3-tHMb1Lo/TvjYoQuwUqI/AAAAAAAACuc/C57FeOoAGnM/s1600/IMG_7262.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lN3-tHMb1Lo/TvjYoQuwUqI/AAAAAAAACuc/C57FeOoAGnM/s640/IMG_7262.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fRPM_hgD21Y/TvjYfu6AuqI/AAAAAAAACuQ/cOr2mE1dNlQ/s1600/IMG_7258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fRPM_hgD21Y/TvjYfu6AuqI/AAAAAAAACuQ/cOr2mE1dNlQ/s640/IMG_7258.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2578bb1093fd9b7d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2578bb1093fd9b7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1DAA7FE0A02D3844457218E5663DA58DC1F2EBDD.145D26139FD97D605E7BC1392D3EC18D23E4DB58%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2578bb1093fd9b7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7QjBwSIvZ72OeM0zslMpXzu9qMM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2578bb1093fd9b7d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1DAA7FE0A02D3844457218E5663DA58DC1F2EBDD.145D26139FD97D605E7BC1392D3EC18D23E4DB58%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2578bb1093fd9b7d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7QjBwSIvZ72OeM0zslMpXzu9qMM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I47oKygjkk8/TvjY04yVNrI/AAAAAAAACuk/ESnGq0Rg2V0/s1600/IMG_7265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I47oKygjkk8/TvjY04yVNrI/AAAAAAAACuk/ESnGq0Rg2V0/s640/IMG_7265.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5k9Ti67hl4/TvjY_mdO-9I/AAAAAAAACus/8fOFHvVyawc/s1600/IMG_7276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U5k9Ti67hl4/TvjY_mdO-9I/AAAAAAAACus/8fOFHvVyawc/s640/IMG_7276.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller was so excited about his train table.&amp;nbsp; He didn't want to want to  open any other presents and it took some real persuasion to get him to  pause long enough to sing "Happy Birthday" to Jesus and blow out the  candle.&amp;nbsp; That's pretty huge since blowing out candles is pretty much his  favorite thing to do.&amp;nbsp; It was so sweet to hear him sing to our Lord Jesus.&amp;nbsp; I know he doesn't comprehend what a gift Christ is, but it is still so amazing to watch him learn about Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W2MeTUiL42o/TvjZMRy3S_I/AAAAAAAACu4/k6smIakiTxs/s1600/IMG_7310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W2MeTUiL42o/TvjZMRy3S_I/AAAAAAAACu4/k6smIakiTxs/s640/IMG_7310.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;He was also pretty pumped to get to have "cake" for breakfast.&amp;nbsp; Little did he know it was whole wheat banana bread ;)&amp;nbsp; After "cake", Bryant and I exchanged gifts while Miller played with this train table.&amp;nbsp; Look what the hubby gave me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aQOBEx_AvlM/Tvjdc5BUVEI/AAAAAAAACww/-_Q0DmbPL0Y/s1600/photo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aQOBEx_AvlM/Tvjdc5BUVEI/AAAAAAAACww/-_Q0DmbPL0Y/s400/photo.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I am super excited about my new wide angle-telephoto lens and definitely look like a member of the Paparazzi now.&amp;nbsp; It still has a great aperture value and I look forward to some fantastic pictures, both near and far!&amp;nbsp; This lens came with a hood which I've never used, but from the little bit I've read sounds like it would be good to use.&amp;nbsp; Thoughts from any more "professional" photographers out there?&amp;nbsp; Miller finally came around to looking in his stocking and I think he was pleased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-de5uTa3yFSs/TvkhWW-zzUI/AAAAAAAACxM/ZeWhbthSCgA/s1600/IMG_7328.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-de5uTa3yFSs/TvkhWW-zzUI/AAAAAAAACxM/ZeWhbthSCgA/s640/IMG_7328.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A54mqrqGN1s/TvjZWbz1UCI/AAAAAAAACvA/y2AJZkgOwvM/s1600/IMG_7317.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A54mqrqGN1s/TvjZWbz1UCI/AAAAAAAACvA/y2AJZkgOwvM/s640/IMG_7317.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A54mqrqGN1s/TvjZWbz1UCI/AAAAAAAACvA/y2AJZkgOwvM/s1600/IMG_7317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Once again, it was hard to get Miller away from his train table.&amp;nbsp; Once again, as soon as the camera started rolling he toned it down a notch.&amp;nbsp; Prior to this video he was very insistently replying "no presents play with Mill-Mill's trains".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-60cf29e5bd7e4bf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D060cf29e5bd7e4bf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7890AF569CFAE9110F3AAD70CECABA66CAE6802A.381D844303807BF6245345A2661585004CE92F9C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D60cf29e5bd7e4bf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmKSv9r7CbuX9H1tqNsk9BN1g3NM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D060cf29e5bd7e4bf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7890AF569CFAE9110F3AAD70CECABA66CAE6802A.381D844303807BF6245345A2661585004CE92F9C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D60cf29e5bd7e4bf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmKSv9r7CbuX9H1tqNsk9BN1g3NM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I finally gave up on trying to get him completely dressed.&amp;nbsp; So he's in half clothes/half pjs.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't a battle worth fighting.&amp;nbsp; We finally made it to Nana and Papa Frank's for a delicious breakfast, many wonderful gifts, and time with family.&amp;nbsp; By the time we got there, Miller was no longer insisting on "no presents" and happily accepting them all.&amp;nbsp; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlNaOKB8OiM/TvjbvVnl4PI/AAAAAAAACvg/rUqcA-KDrxY/s1600/IMG_7380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlNaOKB8OiM/TvjbvVnl4PI/AAAAAAAACvg/rUqcA-KDrxY/s640/IMG_7380.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4TPANA0zQ2I/Tvjb70xbMsI/AAAAAAAACvo/VwEz2qFjQzQ/s1600/IMG_7394.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4TPANA0zQ2I/Tvjb70xbMsI/AAAAAAAACvo/VwEz2qFjQzQ/s640/IMG_7394.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B1SJ6vvsvjk/Tvjc2kDquZI/AAAAAAAACwM/VPAGAW89ucg/s1600/IMG_7486.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B1SJ6vvsvjk/Tvjc2kDquZI/AAAAAAAACwM/VPAGAW89ucg/s640/IMG_7486.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTnBwko54bw/TvjdCujzkbI/AAAAAAAACwY/vir76CIhJQA/s1600/IMG_7500.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lTnBwko54bw/TvjdCujzkbI/AAAAAAAACwY/vir76CIhJQA/s640/IMG_7500.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2BkNq5WQUrY/TvjdQJF8k3I/AAAAAAAACwg/un_9hgLpmXk/s1600/IMG_7507.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2BkNq5WQUrY/TvjdQJF8k3I/AAAAAAAACwg/un_9hgLpmXk/s640/IMG_7507.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Christmas this year was really special with Miller being a little older and able to understand more.&amp;nbsp; We weren't great with our Jesse tree {I think we only discussed and hung eleven of the twenty-five ornaments}, but it was still amazing to see how many of the Bible stories Miller remembered.&amp;nbsp; Next year I vow to be better!!&amp;nbsp; Merry Christmas, everyone!&amp;nbsp; I hope your Christmas was as wonderful as ours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-4208027051883905028?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4208027051883905028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-birthday-jesus.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4208027051883905028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4208027051883905028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-birthday-jesus.html' title='Happy Birthday, Jesus!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lN3-tHMb1Lo/TvjYoQuwUqI/AAAAAAAACuc/C57FeOoAGnM/s72-c/IMG_7262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-7425760976018254319</id><published>2011-12-25T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T21:01:28.209-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Parties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello friends!&amp;nbsp; I hope you all had a fabulous Christmas!&amp;nbsp; I'm going to back up a bit and post about some Christmas parties we had this past week.&amp;nbsp; Bryant's family is all about some Christmas parties so we were busy, busy, busy for the past several days.&amp;nbsp; On Thursday we gathered with my mother-in-law's siblings and their children/grandchildren.&amp;nbsp; We had a delicious dinner and the kids exchanged gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSs_GkNEo8o/TvfcMRtmvzI/AAAAAAAACsU/rPiI2XhXUzo/s1600/IMG_7106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSs_GkNEo8o/TvfcMRtmvzI/AAAAAAAACsU/rPiI2XhXUzo/s640/IMG_7106.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhjZILcQSHo/TvfcXMolgzI/AAAAAAAACsg/jMdr48zXuGk/s1600/IMG_7121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhjZILcQSHo/TvfcXMolgzI/AAAAAAAACsg/jMdr48zXuGk/s640/IMG_7121.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mike and Deidra gave Miller this cute police motorcycle complete with a working siren.&amp;nbsp; We had this inside for about ten minutes before I told Bryant it needed to be an outside toy.&amp;nbsp; Miller liked to turn on the siren and leave it running even when he wasn't riding it.&amp;nbsp; If I snuck over to turn it off he'd run back over, turn it on, then run off to play.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say, I can think of about a thousand things I'd prefer to have as background noise than a police siren.&amp;nbsp; It is perfect outside though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sb8WZUeKz5g/TvfchlrvNeI/AAAAAAAACso/84Z7qydRuYQ/s1600/IMG_7126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sb8WZUeKz5g/TvfchlrvNeI/AAAAAAAACso/84Z7qydRuYQ/s640/IMG_7126.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got to snuggle with sweet Molly for a while.&amp;nbsp; Molly is the little girl of Bryant's cousin, Mallory.&amp;nbsp; She was so snuggleicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LE8CrBD6Ru0/TvfcsVrWaiI/AAAAAAAACsw/hRUc_4qnKXE/s1600/IMG_7144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LE8CrBD6Ru0/TvfcsVrWaiI/AAAAAAAACsw/hRUc_4qnKXE/s640/IMG_7144.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next night we went back to Margaret's for Christmas with the Ainsworths.&amp;nbsp; The Mastin and Ainsworth families have been getting together to celebrate Christmas for the past twenty years or so.&amp;nbsp; Of course, it was much easier to get everyone together when the kids were little and the families lived right across the street from each other.&amp;nbsp; We had a pretty good group this year, but we missed Shannon, Austin, and their families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14Nz4ztk7lM/TvfdHXIkvNI/AAAAAAAACtM/aBkkF6iyXT8/s1600/IMG_7182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="594" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-14Nz4ztk7lM/TvfdHXIkvNI/AAAAAAAACtM/aBkkF6iyXT8/s640/IMG_7182.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry this picture is blurry.&amp;nbsp; I need to show Bryant how to set my camera on automatic mode if he's going to take a snapshot.&amp;nbsp; It was the closest thing we had to a group shot though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DFIG_Q69cXA/Tvfc1TZG72I/AAAAAAAACs8/Nx5BERhvcH8/s1600/IMG_7158.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;More baby snuggles.&amp;nbsp; I got to see Malley, my sweet niece, a lot this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DFIG_Q69cXA/Tvfc1TZG72I/AAAAAAAACs8/Nx5BERhvcH8/s1600/IMG_7158.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DFIG_Q69cXA/Tvfc1TZG72I/AAAAAAAACs8/Nx5BERhvcH8/s640/IMG_7158.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9A0UGLnxjw/TvfdBZd64eI/AAAAAAAACtE/kyFlPVLX4Nk/s1600/IMG_7170.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9A0UGLnxjw/TvfdBZd64eI/AAAAAAAACtE/kyFlPVLX4Nk/s640/IMG_7170.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday morning {Christmas Eve}, Margaret had her annual brunch for some of the ladies in her extended family.&amp;nbsp; We had to take the annual "kids" on the stairs picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aaIwyYnv6GU/TvfdeaDIp5I/AAAAAAAACtg/yAdygRJNjwA/s1600/IMG_7192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aaIwyYnv6GU/TvfdeaDIp5I/AAAAAAAACtg/yAdygRJNjwA/s640/IMG_7192.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And the annual adult picture.&amp;nbsp; Somehow I snuck into the kids picture even though my recent birthday makes me anything but a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-635k1CzXHWw/TvfdpPTj95I/AAAAAAAACto/HYBueKbBudQ/s1600/IMG_7200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-635k1CzXHWw/TvfdpPTj95I/AAAAAAAACto/HYBueKbBudQ/s640/IMG_7200.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That evening we gathered with Bryant's immediate family and his grandmother, Betty Jo, for the Christmas Eve service at their church.&amp;nbsp; They don't have a nursery, so it's always a bit of a gamble when taking small children.&amp;nbsp; Miller did surprisingly well and loved the candlelight part at the end.&amp;nbsp; Malley was doing great as well; that is until I picked Miller up and didn't pay attention to the fact that his shoe swung right into her face.&amp;nbsp; Ouch.&amp;nbsp; Sorry Malley girl!!&amp;nbsp; Miller and Malley got a lot of playtime in this weekend.&amp;nbsp; It made me very aware of how much we're going to have to work on the definition of the word "gentle" before the baby comes in May.&amp;nbsp; Poor Malley got pushed around quite a bit.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry Malley girl, Aunt Whitney's got your back.&amp;nbsp; We're working on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the service we went back to Margaret's house for a yummy dinner which was cooked by Betty Jo and a few gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zsPK0OucbW4/Tvfd08Iw0PI/AAAAAAAACtw/LhpvOF3L0gQ/s1600/IMG_7203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zsPK0OucbW4/Tvfd08Iw0PI/AAAAAAAACtw/LhpvOF3L0gQ/s640/IMG_7203.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6sAlTLrsBog/Tvfd_ye6NWI/AAAAAAAACt8/Kl8kGLifhNc/s1600/IMG_7211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6sAlTLrsBog/Tvfd_ye6NWI/AAAAAAAACt8/Kl8kGLifhNc/s640/IMG_7211.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_nbuDaq7Em8/TvfeLHKDSCI/AAAAAAAACuE/gFW9B6WrddI/s1600/IMG_7238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_nbuDaq7Em8/TvfeLHKDSCI/AAAAAAAACuE/gFW9B6WrddI/s640/IMG_7238.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a great few days with friends and family!&amp;nbsp; Stay tuned for a post about the big day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-7425760976018254319?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7425760976018254319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-parties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7425760976018254319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7425760976018254319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-parties.html' title='Christmas Parties'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSs_GkNEo8o/TvfcMRtmvzI/AAAAAAAACsU/rPiI2XhXUzo/s72-c/IMG_7106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-4963404513144770657</id><published>2011-12-25T06:00:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T14:16:20.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UMnd-zw2hV8/TvTclQiGa9I/AAAAAAAACsI/ogPVLJv7x6E/s1600/christmascard2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UMnd-zw2hV8/TvTclQiGa9I/AAAAAAAACsI/ogPVLJv7x6E/s640/christmascard2.jpg" width="462" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&amp;nbsp; I hope your day is filled with fun, family, and most of all worship and praise of the One who was sent to save you!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Be back soon with an overview of our Christmas.&amp;nbsp; For now, I'm buried in wrapping paper, boxes, and gifts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-4963404513144770657?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4963404513144770657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4963404513144770657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4963404513144770657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UMnd-zw2hV8/TvTclQiGa9I/AAAAAAAACsI/ogPVLJv7x6E/s72-c/christmascard2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-3030330546785121504</id><published>2011-12-22T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T22:10:42.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 3-0</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yep, that's right.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday I had a pretty big birthday.&amp;nbsp; It feels really strange to say that I'm thirty and somehow I still can't quite believe it.&amp;nbsp; My friends and family didn't disappoint in making me feel loved and special.&amp;nbsp; My day began with a "happy birthday" from my baby boy {after a little prompting from my mom of course} and, per his request, a candle in my cheese toast which he helped me blow out.&amp;nbsp; After breakfast I got ready for a spa day that my sweet husband planned for me. &amp;nbsp; Kendall made plans to come along which made it even more fun.&amp;nbsp; My mom was kind enough to drive up to keep Miller so that said spa did could actually occur.&amp;nbsp; Thanks, Mom!&amp;nbsp; Kendall and I enjoyed pedicures, a yummy lunch, massages, facials, and lots of uninterrupted conversation.&amp;nbsp; So far thirty feels pretty primped and relaxed ;)&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, we never got a picture together because we looked pretty rough most of the day.&amp;nbsp; {Gotta love the massage-oil-in-your-hair-look.}&amp;nbsp; After we got cleaned up and dressed, we did a little shopping until Bryant got to Huntsville and picked me up.&amp;nbsp; From there we went to dinner at Commerce Kitchen and then to see the new Sherlock Holmes movie.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-su-h5rY7Cd4/TvP-vKgW5gI/AAAAAAAACr4/pala-IZ_GCw/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-su-h5rY7Cd4/TvP-vKgW5gI/AAAAAAAACr4/pala-IZ_GCw/s640/photo.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Add to that the many messages and calls I received from so many of you and I'd say it was a pretty fantastic day!&amp;nbsp; And as if Bryant hadn't already done enough, he gave me tickets for us to go see Wicked in February!!&amp;nbsp; Yay!&amp;nbsp; I've been wanting to see it for years and I'm so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks for making an old lady feel special everybody!&amp;nbsp; ;)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-3030330546785121504?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3030330546785121504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/big-3-0.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3030330546785121504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3030330546785121504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/big-3-0.html' title='The Big 3-0'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-su-h5rY7Cd4/TvP-vKgW5gI/AAAAAAAACr4/pala-IZ_GCw/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-4235638449681823190</id><published>2011-12-19T21:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T21:50:29.335-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas - Take Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We traveled to Birmingham this weekend for Christmas with Poppy &amp;amp; Cissy.&amp;nbsp; As always, Poppy had quite a few toys and activities planned.&amp;nbsp; Miller loved the train that Poppy has around his Christmas tree and spent a lot of time turning it off and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EYgcZ_Qx8c4/Tu_7S2J5FOI/AAAAAAAACn4/4JSeng975BM/s1600/IMG_6906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EYgcZ_Qx8c4/Tu_7S2J5FOI/AAAAAAAACn4/4JSeng975BM/s640/IMG_6906.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u5Y2y6xpRA0/Tu_7cnmVXKI/AAAAAAAACoA/CpbSuL9v67Q/s1600/IMG_6927.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u5Y2y6xpRA0/Tu_7cnmVXKI/AAAAAAAACoA/CpbSuL9v67Q/s640/IMG_6927.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AHCPYKwiVXM/Tu__IH-gpZI/AAAAAAAACrA/rXbvO_mVtWU/s1600/IMG_8441.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AHCPYKwiVXM/Tu__IH-gpZI/AAAAAAAACrA/rXbvO_mVtWU/s640/IMG_8441.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday morning, Santa made a special trip to see Miller and bring him a couple of gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UER8xV0KyUY/Tu__MFRaPxI/AAAAAAAACrM/h18W7uvQCok/s1600/IMG_8474.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UER8xV0KyUY/Tu__MFRaPxI/AAAAAAAACrM/h18W7uvQCok/s640/IMG_8474.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0x4AfbN9Wz4/Tu_7z6VFqzI/AAAAAAAACoU/XFaWyanQ2o0/s1600/IMG_6940.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0x4AfbN9Wz4/Tu_7z6VFqzI/AAAAAAAACoU/XFaWyanQ2o0/s640/IMG_6940.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After Santa came, Miller played with Poppy &amp;amp; Cissy so that Bryant and I could go shopping and have lunch.&amp;nbsp; It was such a treat to have a quiet lunch out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QTV6hGaQq9w/Tu__RJj2hRI/AAAAAAAACrU/-MpyT2crmnI/s1600/IMG_8514.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QTV6hGaQq9w/Tu__RJj2hRI/AAAAAAAACrU/-MpyT2crmnI/s640/IMG_8514.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That night we all went to the Zoolight Safari.&amp;nbsp; The weather changed on me and I didn't pack accordingly.&amp;nbsp; I think Miller was the only child who wasn't bundled up appropriately.&amp;nbsp; I felt so bad, but he didn't seem to mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kza0H_blDFQ/Tu_7_nPrleI/AAAAAAAACoc/m_BtupO5Cb4/s1600/IMG_6946.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kza0H_blDFQ/Tu_7_nPrleI/AAAAAAAACoc/m_BtupO5Cb4/s640/IMG_6946.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bnyLUjMgZ4/Tu_8LdVWuQI/AAAAAAAACok/nM1bgY_7n6Y/s1600/IMG_6951.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--bnyLUjMgZ4/Tu_8LdVWuQI/AAAAAAAACok/nM1bgY_7n6Y/s640/IMG_6951.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Po3OhDbeI8E/Tu_8j65WpJI/AAAAAAAACo4/5PxRa5qrxXE/s1600/IMG_6962.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Po3OhDbeI8E/Tu_8j65WpJI/AAAAAAAACo4/5PxRa5qrxXE/s640/IMG_6962.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ry9cJ0xrBX0/Tu__YHy2l7I/AAAAAAAACrc/b0U8hgO2ppM/s1600/IMG_8537.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ry9cJ0xrBX0/Tu__YHy2l7I/AAAAAAAACrc/b0U8hgO2ppM/s640/IMG_8537.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6q-u_COsDu8/Tu_8wh-ghoI/AAAAAAAACpA/bicU3jfUpPw/s1600/IMG_6969.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6q-u_COsDu8/Tu_8wh-ghoI/AAAAAAAACpA/bicU3jfUpPw/s640/IMG_6969.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snow! {Man-made of course - it wasn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; cold}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzJSngFhDU/Tu_88xyY-uI/AAAAAAAACpM/0ip8OZXvfYI/s1600/IMG_6971.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mwzJSngFhDU/Tu_88xyY-uI/AAAAAAAACpM/0ip8OZXvfYI/s640/IMG_6971.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Miller wanted to touch every. single. light.&amp;nbsp; In the whole zoo.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8ohgZvHZxo/Tu_9I3yHfKI/AAAAAAAACpU/ZBxwwmnMiuk/s1600/IMG_6972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z8ohgZvHZxo/Tu_9I3yHfKI/AAAAAAAACpU/ZBxwwmnMiuk/s640/IMG_6972.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55MjBJF3dgY/Tu__bwfJ_mI/AAAAAAAACrk/qFbPsDTjdqo/s1600/IMG_8550.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-55MjBJF3dgY/Tu__bwfJ_mI/AAAAAAAACrk/qFbPsDTjdqo/s640/IMG_8550.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We made the mistake of mentioning the train at the zoo.&amp;nbsp; It was all Miller could talk about all afternoon.&amp;nbsp; After quite a bit of line-waiting, we finally boarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ooRdEPKN-jg/Tu__fqQSe0I/AAAAAAAACrs/jZBrBvTx3bM/s1600/IMG_8560.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ooRdEPKN-jg/Tu__fqQSe0I/AAAAAAAACrs/jZBrBvTx3bM/s640/IMG_8560.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It really was a nice ride, complete with a bell from Santa along the way.&amp;nbsp; Miller loved it.&amp;nbsp; However, I am not exaggerating when I say that the &lt;i&gt;second&lt;/i&gt; the train stopped, Miller started chanting "carousel".&amp;nbsp; So that's exactly where we headed next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEyblq9BqZ0/Tu_9VFKvpkI/AAAAAAAACpc/7x7x75UPCfM/s1600/IMG_7016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEyblq9BqZ0/Tu_9VFKvpkI/AAAAAAAACpc/7x7x75UPCfM/s640/IMG_7016.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We could have stayed for hours there was so much to do, but we had to get the little man home for dinner and bedtime.&amp;nbsp; He had a rough weekend sleep-wise.&amp;nbsp; The next morning we exchanged gifts with everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZTaZAAiES4/Tu_9e_zQzhI/AAAAAAAACpo/vIYkImzVa4s/s1600/IMG_7028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZTaZAAiES4/Tu_9e_zQzhI/AAAAAAAACpo/vIYkImzVa4s/s640/IMG_7028.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bryant got these little finger flashlights in his stocking and they were a big hit with Miller Man.&amp;nbsp; He wore them around all morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n_Pwxj_C2uc/Tu_9rdBwMQI/AAAAAAAACpw/R9qIJ5_Ino0/s1600/IMG_7034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n_Pwxj_C2uc/Tu_9rdBwMQI/AAAAAAAACpw/R9qIJ5_Ino0/s640/IMG_7034.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZejBLw6LfY/Tu_94aMSVQI/AAAAAAAACp4/_NeJ1K7UdcM/s1600/IMG_7040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ZejBLw6LfY/Tu_94aMSVQI/AAAAAAAACp4/_NeJ1K7UdcM/s640/IMG_7040.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4PVWGK31Hv8/Tu_-Dy7fLOI/AAAAAAAACqE/Z7lGCIsNv_o/s1600/IMG_7044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4PVWGK31Hv8/Tu_-Dy7fLOI/AAAAAAAACqE/Z7lGCIsNv_o/s640/IMG_7044.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brad and Lauren got Miller this Thomas train to play in and he was so excited!&amp;nbsp; It folds up really easily and will be awesome to pull out on rainy days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wlMBzCUeryo/Tu_-SCaR6eI/AAAAAAAACqM/80dAOASAGjk/s1600/IMG_7046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wlMBzCUeryo/Tu_-SCaR6eI/AAAAAAAACqM/80dAOASAGjk/s640/IMG_7046.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lNgqUJPulw8/Tu_-iXMbq8I/AAAAAAAACqU/CIMunT98AUc/s1600/IMG_7047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lNgqUJPulw8/Tu_-iXMbq8I/AAAAAAAACqU/CIMunT98AUc/s640/IMG_7047.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is hysterical.&amp;nbsp; Remember when I said &lt;a href="http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-take-one.html"&gt;we should have just given him a box of leaves&lt;/a&gt;?&amp;nbsp; Well, that's exactly what Uncle Brad did.&amp;nbsp; Miller was soooooo excited!&amp;nbsp; Honestly.&amp;nbsp; Out of all the gifts he received, this one got the biggest reaction.&amp;nbsp; It was so funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BTRKRbRclEo/Tu_-q3mTfjI/AAAAAAAACqg/RTXdUa_qqLI/s1600/IMG_7064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BTRKRbRclEo/Tu_-q3mTfjI/AAAAAAAACqg/RTXdUa_qqLI/s640/IMG_7064.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wpf-kORpT1o/Tu_-yU621MI/AAAAAAAACqo/Hypd8CvdTIM/s1600/IMG_7078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wpf-kORpT1o/Tu_-yU621MI/AAAAAAAACqo/Hypd8CvdTIM/s640/IMG_7078.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7YKCgPPLYXY/Tu_-9OzdmLI/AAAAAAAACqw/dmVrsKjVf84/s1600/IMG_7086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7YKCgPPLYXY/Tu_-9OzdmLI/AAAAAAAACqw/dmVrsKjVf84/s640/IMG_7086.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the excitement of the leaves had worn off, we all got dressed to play outside awhile before we drove home.&amp;nbsp; I caught this shot of Miller and Bryant and just thought it was too precious not to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nhyp5fHr8Wg/Tu__Dku5Z4I/AAAAAAAACq4/EVER5x2oRM0/s1600/IMG_7102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nhyp5fHr8Wg/Tu__Dku5Z4I/AAAAAAAACq4/EVER5x2oRM0/s640/IMG_7102.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love.&amp;nbsp; I am one blessed girl.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for a fun weekend, Poppy &amp;amp; Cissy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-4235638449681823190?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4235638449681823190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-take-two.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4235638449681823190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4235638449681823190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-take-two.html' title='Christmas - Take Two'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EYgcZ_Qx8c4/Tu_7S2J5FOI/AAAAAAAACn4/4JSeng975BM/s72-c/IMG_6906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-623304623325745885</id><published>2011-12-15T20:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T20:04:47.071-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miller's School Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First, I stand corrected.&amp;nbsp; The game I was referring to in my last post is called "Chubby Bunny" not "Fuzzy Bunny" {which makes much more sense by the way}.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to my friend, Blair, for refreshing my memory.&amp;nbsp; Bryant still hasn't heard of it.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps we'll have to play a round later so he can get the idea of why it is funny to watch someone stuff their face with marshmallows and try to repeat the phrase, "Chubby Bunny".&amp;nbsp; Of course, he may have to watch himself in the mirror since my gag reflex is still pretty jacked up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now on to new business, Wednesday and Thursday Miller had Christmas parties at school {he goes on a weird schedule which is why he had two parties}.&amp;nbsp; Wednesday I arrived a little early and got to watch the class sing a few songs from the hallway.&amp;nbsp; Pure preciousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RNTfdOoU_7Y/Tuqfxg4otvI/AAAAAAAACmc/YA97hOo9UJo/s1600/IMG_6839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RNTfdOoU_7Y/Tuqfxg4otvI/AAAAAAAACmc/YA97hOo9UJo/s640/IMG_6839.JPG" width="534" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sU-LOLEBk7k/Tuqf8JVQt5I/AAAAAAAACmk/wfTM4X_4tfo/s1600/IMG_6844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sU-LOLEBk7k/Tuqf8JVQt5I/AAAAAAAACmk/wfTM4X_4tfo/s640/IMG_6844.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X-R0HbydIXY/TuqgFiFnCOI/AAAAAAAACms/cABw6y7NRyA/s1600/IMG_6854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X-R0HbydIXY/TuqgFiFnCOI/AAAAAAAACms/cABw6y7NRyA/s640/IMG_6854.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hNPfe-eeqOs/TuqgP52hMpI/AAAAAAAACm4/lN2hSUDsNlQ/s1600/IMG_6863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hNPfe-eeqOs/TuqgP52hMpI/AAAAAAAACm4/lN2hSUDsNlQ/s640/IMG_6863.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky7XlmFkn_A/TuqgZD8ac-I/AAAAAAAACnA/7yyEpVhwD54/s1600/IMG_6866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky7XlmFkn_A/TuqgZD8ac-I/AAAAAAAACnA/7yyEpVhwD54/s640/IMG_6866.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day two with Santa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BdaVKbCC2Tg/TuqgfbvaIvI/AAAAAAAACnI/fSq6qzJPeCg/s1600/IMG_6880.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BdaVKbCC2Tg/TuqgfbvaIvI/AAAAAAAACnI/fSq6qzJPeCg/s640/IMG_6880.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miller was giving Reagan some sweet hugs.&amp;nbsp; Is she not absolutely adorable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-_koDUCiI8/TuqgrFEMNxI/AAAAAAAACnQ/NYzv8BvkLlg/s1600/IMG_6886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-_koDUCiI8/TuqgrFEMNxI/AAAAAAAACnQ/NYzv8BvkLlg/s640/IMG_6886.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We of course had to get a pic with our best buds, Hays and Hunter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ti_zBQllnn4/Tuqg0DJdm8I/AAAAAAAACnc/p1pxBzF_t_4/s1600/IMG_6892.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ti_zBQllnn4/Tuqg0DJdm8I/AAAAAAAACnc/p1pxBzF_t_4/s640/IMG_6892.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SEH_HfmITE/Tuqg9CDoR_I/AAAAAAAACnk/8kUIc1C3IGw/s1600/IMG_6897.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4SEH_HfmITE/Tuqg9CDoR_I/AAAAAAAACnk/8kUIc1C3IGw/s640/IMG_6897.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Both days Miller got to make some "reindeer food".&amp;nbsp; He refused to put  his bag down in the car on the way home and would not rest until we  sprinkled it in the backyard.&amp;nbsp; As soon as he dumped it out, he started  looking around saying, "reindeer".&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure he thought reindeer  were going to show up immediately and eat their snack he made for them.&amp;nbsp;  Needless to say, we had a bit of a meltdown.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, today it was  raining when we got home and by the time he was up from his nap he'd  already forgotten about the bag of magic food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's going to be a loooong few weeks with no school ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-623304623325745885?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/623304623325745885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/millers-school-party.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/623304623325745885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/623304623325745885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/millers-school-party.html' title='Miller&apos;s School Party'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RNTfdOoU_7Y/Tuqfxg4otvI/AAAAAAAACmc/YA97hOo9UJo/s72-c/IMG_6839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-430280375323539435</id><published>2011-12-14T22:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:10:31.449-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas - Take One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last weekend we had our first of many Christmas celebrations at Pop and Gran's house.&amp;nbsp; Miller is definitely "getting" Christmas a lot more this year, and I don't just mean the present opening part.&amp;nbsp; He is learning a lot about the Christmas story and that makes me oh so happy.&amp;nbsp; I pray that he learns and understands the true reason we celebrate.&amp;nbsp; We really want to make an effort to keep it from becoming a holiday of greed, as it is for many people sadly.&amp;nbsp; That being said, we did of course exchange gifts and it was fun to watch Miller light up as he opened gifts and the joy on his face as he gave our gifts to others.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RC3_WLc-eck/Tulq5lAZHPI/AAAAAAAACkE/ZpqSiWraFXI/s1600/IMG_6703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RC3_WLc-eck/Tulq5lAZHPI/AAAAAAAACkE/ZpqSiWraFXI/s640/IMG_6703.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K37EaFyFEJo/TulrEaX3A2I/AAAAAAAACkM/xu3Bwr12rJM/s1600/IMG_6716.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K37EaFyFEJo/TulrEaX3A2I/AAAAAAAACkM/xu3Bwr12rJM/s640/IMG_6716.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Brad gave him a basketball, football and soccer ball set.&amp;nbsp; Daddy wasn't too fond of the logo, but they're just the right size for Miller's little hands and feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRds749fatY/TulrOxgfYQI/AAAAAAAACkU/beaEp0y3KaM/s1600/IMG_6733.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRds749fatY/TulrOxgfYQI/AAAAAAAACkU/beaEp0y3KaM/s640/IMG_6733.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ARRNpnRxpA/TulrZ85jDKI/AAAAAAAACkg/XoQpEhMARRY/s1600/IMG_6739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5ARRNpnRxpA/TulrZ85jDKI/AAAAAAAACkg/XoQpEhMARRY/s640/IMG_6739.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller received a few Chuggington DVDs, which is a favorite of his right now.&amp;nbsp; He also discovered jelly beans and was happy to sit with daddy and make him share a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-euai1mOEwFk/TulreuBcVAI/AAAAAAAACko/ml9uyWEynXk/s1600/IMG_6746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-euai1mOEwFk/TulreuBcVAI/AAAAAAAACko/ml9uyWEynXk/s640/IMG_6746.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller was all about helping people open their gifts this year.&amp;nbsp; He'd been eying Lauren's pink present under our tree for weeks and tried to open it a few times.&amp;nbsp; He was excited when it was finally time to help her open it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TJtZKQmWQPQ/TuluLGhw6xI/AAAAAAAACmI/XbL3KjF8jvQ/s1600/IMG_6700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TJtZKQmWQPQ/TuluLGhw6xI/AAAAAAAACmI/XbL3KjF8jvQ/s640/IMG_6700.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pbE64wG235E/Tulrn2TQOFI/AAAAAAAACkw/NpCYfWdnxhM/s1600/IMG_6749.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pbE64wG235E/Tulrn2TQOFI/AAAAAAAACkw/NpCYfWdnxhM/s640/IMG_6749.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Funny memory:&amp;nbsp; There was a pair of yellow "scissors" in the playdoh set Mom gave Miller.&amp;nbsp; They can't cut anything except playdoh, but after he saw us using scissors to open various boxes, etc. he decided he needed to use his to open every present, too.&amp;nbsp; Here he is helping Brad open his box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UxiiKegvDKI/TulrySWAn7I/AAAAAAAACk4/ynWYNh7IryI/s1600/IMG_6752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UxiiKegvDKI/TulrySWAn7I/AAAAAAAACk4/ynWYNh7IryI/s640/IMG_6752.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;After the gifts were opened, it was time to break-in a few of the new toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_SOh425g-g/Tulr7qNOmDI/AAAAAAAAClE/o9ZrLVOou68/s1600/IMG_6778.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_SOh425g-g/Tulr7qNOmDI/AAAAAAAAClE/o9ZrLVOou68/s640/IMG_6778.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGGaahIRMlc/TulsB44jYxI/AAAAAAAAClM/JRNL8W8Y9kQ/s1600/IMG_6779.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGGaahIRMlc/TulsB44jYxI/AAAAAAAAClM/JRNL8W8Y9kQ/s640/IMG_6779.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We came to the conclusion that we should have just wrapped up boxes full of rocks, sticks, and leaves.&amp;nbsp; He found a big leaf pile at the bottom of the seawall and, after daddy inspected it, he must have jumped into it a million times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aTmoq3nE0cU/TulsEiB_qyI/AAAAAAAAClU/vsHl5tprF0o/s1600/IMG_6790.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aTmoq3nE0cU/TulsEiB_qyI/AAAAAAAAClU/vsHl5tprF0o/s640/IMG_6790.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Where's Waldo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HPKvbMt8rpo/TulsFpc9ZvI/AAAAAAAAClc/2P9k95jwFdM/s1600/IMG_6792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HPKvbMt8rpo/TulsFpc9ZvI/AAAAAAAAClc/2P9k95jwFdM/s640/IMG_6792.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That evening Miller and Bryant built a fire in the fire-pit outside so that we could make s'mores.&amp;nbsp; Miller loved them, but he wasn't really patient enough to actually roast the marshmallows.&amp;nbsp; He ended up looking like a contestant in Fuzzy Bunny.&amp;nbsp; {Bryant just laughed at me and said he's never heard of that game.&amp;nbsp; Please tell me you know what I'm talking about!}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K5QOWYOCVYk/TulsNTQquAI/AAAAAAAAClk/ntrwSWhuI_A/s1600/IMG_6796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K5QOWYOCVYk/TulsNTQquAI/AAAAAAAAClk/ntrwSWhuI_A/s640/IMG_6796.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next day it was time for us to head home, but mom wanted us to attempt a few family pictures while everyone was actually dressed {a rare occasion since we're usually in our pajamas or bathing suits at their house}.&amp;nbsp; Miller was really excited about the photo session.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yWfHDV3H7LA/TulsbN909iI/AAAAAAAACls/2QIPMUolARM/s1600/IMG_6804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yWfHDV3H7LA/TulsbN909iI/AAAAAAAACls/2QIPMUolARM/s640/IMG_6804.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r3ijLto9EJQ/Tulss6VUJqI/AAAAAAAACmA/uBeEwpfsQqM/s1600/IMG_6821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r3ijLto9EJQ/Tulss6VUJqI/AAAAAAAACmA/uBeEwpfsQqM/s640/IMG_6821.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSeeF302bp8/Tulsfs6FIII/AAAAAAAACl0/akJo3E2FjSE/s1600/IMG_6813.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SSeeF302bp8/Tulsfs6FIII/AAAAAAAACl0/akJo3E2FjSE/s640/IMG_6813.JPG" width="470" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ_l-bZvDfo/Tulwtuuo17I/AAAAAAAACmU/br5GJ_hzTwc/s1600/IMG_6826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vQ_l-bZvDfo/Tulwtuuo17I/AAAAAAAACmU/br5GJ_hzTwc/s640/IMG_6826.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then we gave up.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, maybe next &lt;strike&gt;time&lt;/strike&gt; decade we'll get a good one.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for a wonderful, early Christmas Pop &amp;amp; Gran!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-430280375323539435?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/430280375323539435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-take-one.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/430280375323539435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/430280375323539435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-take-one.html' title='Christmas - Take One'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RC3_WLc-eck/Tulq5lAZHPI/AAAAAAAACkE/ZpqSiWraFXI/s72-c/IMG_6703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-3102726463811767173</id><published>2011-12-10T13:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T13:47:02.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventeen Weeks &amp; Big News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello friends!&amp;nbsp; I am seventeen weeks pregnant and feeling a little guilty about my lack of documentation for this sweet second child.&amp;nbsp; I was pretty sick between around eight and fifteen weeks.&amp;nbsp; I still have occasional nausea and... well, the product of nausea :)&amp;nbsp; I have noticed an improvement in my appetite during the last week or so and food is starting to taste good again.&amp;nbsp; Hallelujah.&amp;nbsp; I lost a pound between weeks eight and twelve, but gained two pounds the next month.&amp;nbsp; So overall, I'm up one pound.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure December is going to help me pack a few pounds on, especially since my appetite is returning.&amp;nbsp; I'm beginning to get a little baby bump, although I'm still in that awkward in between phase where I just feel like I have a gut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had some excitement on December 4th when I felt the baby move for the first time!&amp;nbsp; I love feeling this precious little life within me and I'm so thankful to be able to experience pregnancy again.&amp;nbsp; Especially now that I'm feeling a little better ;)&amp;nbsp; Hopefully we'll know the sex in about a week!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now for the big news {for those of you who don't already know}...we sold our house!&amp;nbsp; Here's the story:&amp;nbsp; We had it on the market last Spring, but the house we wanted to buy sold before we could sell ours.&amp;nbsp; We took ours off the market and begin making plans to build.&amp;nbsp; We have an architectural designer working on a floor plan for us right now.&amp;nbsp; Our plan was to get the house started and then put our current house back on the market sometime this Spring or Summer depending on how the building was progressing.&amp;nbsp; We hoped there would be an ideal situation where a buyer wanted our house just as the new one was ready, but realized that more than likely we'd either be in a rental for a few months or worse, end up with two mortgages for a while.&amp;nbsp; Our old realtor called last week and asked if we'd show our house to someone who looked at it before and liked it.&amp;nbsp; We decided it couldn't hurt and wouldn't you know it, she made an offer!&amp;nbsp; After lots of prayer and a little negotiating, we feel like it's a good offer and a wise decision to go ahead and sell since the housing market is still not great.&amp;nbsp; We think we have found a rental house that we will move into in January, yes I said JANUARY. &amp;nbsp;Our closing is set for January 6th as of now. &amp;nbsp;We plan to pack up a lot of things up we can do without for a while, leave them boxed up in storage {or a garage if our rental house has one}, and live a very simple, functional life while we build. December is already such a busy month and I don't want to rush through Christmas.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to try and pack a little before Christmas, but will probably cram most of it into the last week of December and the first week of January.&amp;nbsp; Prayers for sanity over the next month or two would be greatly appreciated!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-3102726463811767173?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3102726463811767173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/seventeen-weeks-big-news.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3102726463811767173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3102726463811767173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/seventeen-weeks-big-news.html' title='Seventeen Weeks &amp; Big News'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-5742327927583948747</id><published>2011-12-06T20:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T20:22:25.283-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the festivities begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller and I went to Birmingham this weekend and while I was busy Christmas shopping, Poppy &amp;amp; Cissy kept Miller busy with lots of Christmas fun!&amp;nbsp; On Saturday they went to Calera to ride the train with Santa.&amp;nbsp; Miller is really into trains these days so it was right up his alley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8qTfWtvGZM/Tt7IWdmEWZI/AAAAAAAACjA/hxAhCKBHg0Y/s1600/IMG_8251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8qTfWtvGZM/Tt7IWdmEWZI/AAAAAAAACjA/hxAhCKBHg0Y/s640/IMG_8251.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My cousin's husband, Matt, went along with their little girl, Olivia, and his sister, Kate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dcsa7LvyZXk/Tt7IZOM9QfI/AAAAAAAACjI/Fx98gz9n8UY/s1600/IMG_8284.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dcsa7LvyZXk/Tt7IZOM9QfI/AAAAAAAACjI/Fx98gz9n8UY/s640/IMG_8284.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Miller is still talking about his Christmas tree cookie that he got to eat.&amp;nbsp; Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2himqfLZHjU/Tt7IbenAf0I/AAAAAAAACjQ/Vrol2gBjqwc/s1600/IMG_8291.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2himqfLZHjU/Tt7IbenAf0I/AAAAAAAACjQ/Vrol2gBjqwc/s640/IMG_8291.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7V2PVwoPrU/Tt7IcWDlr4I/AAAAAAAACjY/jHEtfeTqRcU/s1600/IMG_8315.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7V2PVwoPrU/Tt7IcWDlr4I/AAAAAAAACjY/jHEtfeTqRcU/s640/IMG_8315.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller was not a big fan of Santa.&amp;nbsp; {Side note:&amp;nbsp; Whenever he sees a Santa ornament or figurine, he calls him, "Noah".&amp;nbsp; I have to admit, the children's Bibles we have all depict him with a long white beard and a robe so I can see his confusion.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2X-1dKXNTU/Tt7IdGGEXcI/AAAAAAAACjg/eV4WcnvyNV8/s1600/IMG_8340.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2X-1dKXNTU/Tt7IdGGEXcI/AAAAAAAACjg/eV4WcnvyNV8/s640/IMG_8340.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;After a busy day for everyone, it was nice to relax at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2S8HQdJyFU/Tt7IiueTtKI/AAAAAAAACjw/ZL0Bygf8BEE/s1600/IMG_8407.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2S8HQdJyFU/Tt7IiueTtKI/AAAAAAAACjw/ZL0Bygf8BEE/s640/IMG_8407.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xi261EjS0u0/Tt7IgHMo6jI/AAAAAAAACjo/kH-JLWeiAz4/s1600/IMG_8401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xi261EjS0u0/Tt7IgHMo6jI/AAAAAAAACjo/kH-JLWeiAz4/s640/IMG_8401.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Sunday afternoon, they took Miller to the Galleria to ride the carousel while I was at a baby shower for my friend, Katie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CDj6iGSOheE/Tt7InrbtDaI/AAAAAAAACj4/8oWlwvVT9d4/s1600/IMG_8413.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CDj6iGSOheE/Tt7InrbtDaI/AAAAAAAACj4/8oWlwvVT9d4/s640/IMG_8413.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think he had more fun than this picture depicts.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thanks for a great weekend, Poppy &amp;amp; Cissy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-5742327927583948747?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5742327927583948747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/let-festivities-begin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5742327927583948747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5742327927583948747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/let-festivities-begin.html' title='Let the festivities begin!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8qTfWtvGZM/Tt7IWdmEWZI/AAAAAAAACjA/hxAhCKBHg0Y/s72-c/IMG_8251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-9016960297534153883</id><published>2011-12-01T19:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T19:02:52.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy {very belated} Thanksgiving!&amp;nbsp; I have much to be thankful for and it was a great few days with family.&amp;nbsp; {If you have a short attention span, you may need your ritalin before reading this post - it will be long and not exactly sequential.&amp;nbsp; You've been warned.}&amp;nbsp; We went to Pop and Gran's this year and were so glad and Brad and Lauren could join us too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUyx4ktVwW0/TtfoA55X3EI/AAAAAAAACfI/yfK1bgRXOpQ/s1600/IMG_6553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUyx4ktVwW0/TtfoA55X3EI/AAAAAAAACfI/yfK1bgRXOpQ/s640/IMG_6553.jpg" width="426" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had some beautiful weather while we were there and Miller absolutely loved playing outside in all of the leaves and throwing rocks in the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7vx0-0Q6kXE/TtfoLboEmsI/AAAAAAAACfQ/ppOT63po83s/s1600/IMG_6563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MiNgUMRBKP4/Ttfo800f6mI/AAAAAAAACgE/XpeZpq8mGDc/s1600/IMG_6596.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MiNgUMRBKP4/Ttfo800f6mI/AAAAAAAACgE/XpeZpq8mGDc/s640/IMG_6596.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iO4-3sn-shM/TtfpA6_iPuI/AAAAAAAACgM/xeB3ajAv4og/s1600/IMG_6610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iO4-3sn-shM/TtfpA6_iPuI/AAAAAAAACgM/xeB3ajAv4og/s640/IMG_6610.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XdbG12mKxnY/TtfpEmCD8LI/AAAAAAAACgU/aBghiQOzSzM/s1600/IMG_6619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XdbG12mKxnY/TtfpEmCD8LI/AAAAAAAACgU/aBghiQOzSzM/s640/IMG_6619.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AostGnjPo8U/TtfpN_t2AiI/AAAAAAAACgg/ZJP7MaE-KPc/s1600/IMG_6622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AostGnjPo8U/TtfpN_t2AiI/AAAAAAAACgg/ZJP7MaE-KPc/s640/IMG_6622.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wzAexIIjEkA/Ttfp5Le5nFI/AAAAAAAAChM/nz3N5MrqGBY/s1600/IMG_6636.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wzAexIIjEkA/Ttfp5Le5nFI/AAAAAAAAChM/nz3N5MrqGBY/s640/IMG_6636.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brad even found some cardboard for Miller to use as a sled.&amp;nbsp; He LOVED it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lu6Pwy68i3k/TtfwtUvZLoI/AAAAAAAACiU/vaQnosdYUaA/s1600/photo+4.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lu6Pwy68i3k/TtfwtUvZLoI/AAAAAAAACiU/vaQnosdYUaA/s640/photo+4.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't get him on video that day, but the next day I was sure to take my Flip out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-846c96e62ea3d604" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D846c96e62ea3d604%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33D4A16D22B91F5F3AC6B6600EC372129167F761.E6639F4E18F4A3CC9EE49BE9B624F35DD48F01A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D846c96e62ea3d604%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh-4odQZqYR5MZe8jXZzM1izv2K0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D846c96e62ea3d604%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33D4A16D22B91F5F3AC6B6600EC372129167F761.E6639F4E18F4A3CC9EE49BE9B624F35DD48F01A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D846c96e62ea3d604%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dh-4odQZqYR5MZe8jXZzM1izv2K0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I even caught Pop in on the action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bb8bc7b217d4ccf8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbb8bc7b217d4ccf8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DAEF898FF69023D85D1045DCC9AC757DFABDB43.1BCDD7315E17EE94D93EB67E09F7CEF02AC0662E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbb8bc7b217d4ccf8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSzczd0-ISDPTQgonRDqSX5jkKMY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbb8bc7b217d4ccf8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7DAEF898FF69023D85D1045DCC9AC757DFABDB43.1BCDD7315E17EE94D93EB67E09F7CEF02AC0662E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbb8bc7b217d4ccf8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSzczd0-ISDPTQgonRDqSX5jkKMY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miller was also loving eating his "pop icicle" that he helped make,  until I tried to get a shot of him with Pop and Gran.&amp;nbsp; Complete  meltdown {no pun intended}. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxLBTqYAE2w/Ttfqi1ZQa4I/AAAAAAAAChw/MBw5wwDa5HI/s1600/IMG_6681.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jxLBTqYAE2w/Ttfqi1ZQa4I/AAAAAAAAChw/MBw5wwDa5HI/s640/IMG_6681.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once he got back in a pile of leaves, he was over it though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jjkfmtxWEe0/TtfqvJLJVSI/AAAAAAAACh4/d64KIYCj4Xk/s1600/IMG_6690.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jjkfmtxWEe0/TtfqvJLJVSI/AAAAAAAACh4/d64KIYCj4Xk/s640/IMG_6690.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Thanksgiving Day, Pop and Gran whipped up quite the feast.&amp;nbsp; We started with an appetizer created by Pop:&amp;nbsp; a roasted mini pepper stuffed with goat/cream cheese, raisins, and toasted walnuts with a balsamic reduction glaze.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0-xLo23do0Y/TtfpV1GQjbI/AAAAAAAACgo/BOwSa3nuEqA/s1600/IMG_6624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0-xLo23do0Y/TtfpV1GQjbI/AAAAAAAACgo/BOwSa3nuEqA/s640/IMG_6624.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_i5SXLB0WWU/TtfpfhIlKBI/AAAAAAAACgw/fd4sfH_yHA4/s1600/IMG_6628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_i5SXLB0WWU/TtfpfhIlKBI/AAAAAAAACgw/fd4sfH_yHA4/s640/IMG_6628.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think he was saying, "I want one!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For our second course we had Pumpkin Soup with Chili Cran-Apple Relish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2nNbtvJPprg/TtfpoATIGYI/AAAAAAAACg8/Ebh92b3MMXg/s1600/IMG_6629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2nNbtvJPprg/TtfpoATIGYI/AAAAAAAACg8/Ebh92b3MMXg/s640/IMG_6629.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our main meal consisted of normal Thanksgiving foods: turkey, dressing, sweet potato casserole, mashed potatoes, green beans, gravy, cranberry sauce.... have I forgotten anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dessert was pumpkin with white chocolate bread pudding served with a warm butter rum sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rnfIEQuHGhM/TtfpwSQMDjI/AAAAAAAAChE/jgRkxsXCVoY/s1600/IMG_6631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rnfIEQuHGhM/TtfpwSQMDjI/AAAAAAAAChE/jgRkxsXCVoY/s640/IMG_6631.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was thankful to be feeling a little better so that I could enjoy most of the delicious food, although I was still pretty picky {sorry, Pop!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all of the playing outside and the yummy meals we had, we did a lot of relaxing inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YNB3gQqXZa4/TtfqENoR90I/AAAAAAAAChU/O_gDTCR_bcM/s1600/IMG_6647.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YNB3gQqXZa4/TtfqENoR90I/AAAAAAAAChU/O_gDTCR_bcM/s640/IMG_6647.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXmhcHxmpxg/TtfqMMWsSyI/AAAAAAAAChc/GXRCuUshBfE/s1600/IMG_6652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iXmhcHxmpxg/TtfqMMWsSyI/AAAAAAAAChc/GXRCuUshBfE/s640/IMG_6652.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oiFMFntQt8o/TtfqY05b_aI/AAAAAAAACho/5xJsWDUmVWU/s1600/IMG_6660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oiFMFntQt8o/TtfqY05b_aI/AAAAAAAACho/5xJsWDUmVWU/s640/IMG_6660.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGIB6gaG7XM/Ttfq5MesZjI/AAAAAAAACiE/8QDVKq8PdAQ/s1600/IMG_6698.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lGIB6gaG7XM/Ttfq5MesZjI/AAAAAAAACiE/8QDVKq8PdAQ/s640/IMG_6698.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, Pop and Gran watched Miller so that Bryant and I could go to Auburn for the game.&amp;nbsp; We had a good time catching up with friends and having the day to ourselves, but needless to say he was a little happier than I was.&amp;nbsp; Boo for no Christmas lights this year :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Au29-BaLD0/TtfxDk1o7UI/AAAAAAAACic/4l8GfYbHIUU/s1600/photo+1.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Au29-BaLD0/TtfxDk1o7UI/AAAAAAAACic/4l8GfYbHIUU/s640/photo+1.JPG" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oUkVTrlGvrk/Ttfwp0Ze8WI/AAAAAAAACiM/EJgGi0mHJJo/s1600/photo+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whew, I told you that one was gonna be a doozey.&amp;nbsp; I'll leave you with this picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oUkVTrlGvrk/Ttfwp0Ze8WI/AAAAAAAACiM/EJgGi0mHJJo/s1600/photo+1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oUkVTrlGvrk/Ttfwp0Ze8WI/AAAAAAAACiM/EJgGi0mHJJo/s640/photo+1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oUkVTrlGvrk/Ttfwp0Ze8WI/AAAAAAAACiM/EJgGi0mHJJo/s1600/photo+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller was eating broccoli, butternut squash risotto, and lobster when he pointed to a crystal candlestick and said, "Turn that candle on."&amp;nbsp; Of course Gran obliged.&amp;nbsp; He may or may not be a little spoiled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lu6Pwy68i3k/TtfwtUvZLoI/AAAAAAAACiU/vaQnosdYUaA/s1600/photo+4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you stuck it out to the end, you deserve a medal!&amp;nbsp; Happy Thanksgiving blogosphere!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-9016960297534153883?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9016960297534153883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/9016960297534153883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/9016960297534153883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUyx4ktVwW0/TtfoA55X3EI/AAAAAAAACfI/yfK1bgRXOpQ/s72-c/IMG_6553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-1190286641454149696</id><published>2011-11-19T13:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:38:05.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miller's Preschool Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thursday Miller's school put on their annual Thanksgiving Program.&amp;nbsp; As always it was short and sweet, but oh so adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U9vM45o6nFw/Tsa3OCSnBII/AAAAAAAACe8/s_ud0CNA4vM/s1600/IMG_6513.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U9vM45o6nFw/Tsa3OCSnBII/AAAAAAAACe8/s_ud0CNA4vM/s640/IMG_6513.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HSDOK3JWUx0/Tsa1F6i9iWI/AAAAAAAACeA/0nO3Q5bquPs/s1600/IMG_6449.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HSDOK3JWUx0/Tsa1F6i9iWI/AAAAAAAACeA/0nO3Q5bquPs/s640/IMG_6449.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9B13Ylp3--8/Tsa1djnO2iI/AAAAAAAACeI/WWD0IQxys-Q/s1600/IMG_6453.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9B13Ylp3--8/Tsa1djnO2iI/AAAAAAAACeI/WWD0IQxys-Q/s640/IMG_6453.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hunter and Hays are in the one year old class and made the cutest turkeys.&amp;nbsp; I just love this picture.&amp;nbsp; It looks like they're thinking, "What the heck is on your head?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HHl8IjrspvU/Tsa1lwYzr4I/AAAAAAAACeQ/H9fYu-4BVFw/s1600/IMG_6469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HHl8IjrspvU/Tsa1lwYzr4I/AAAAAAAACeQ/H9fYu-4BVFw/s640/IMG_6469.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller didn't sing a single word.&amp;nbsp; He stood there with this blank expression for about the first minute...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5Cvyu7RH08/Tsa1xLUnI2I/AAAAAAAACeY/H5pbJeMssak/s1600/IMG_6470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5Cvyu7RH08/Tsa1xLUnI2I/AAAAAAAACeY/H5pbJeMssak/s640/IMG_6470.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;until he spotted us.&amp;nbsp; He got so excited when he saw us.&amp;nbsp; He still didn't sing, but he at least smiled the rest of the time and attempted a few of the motions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qzHw3JxVH3c/Tsa17tO6BXI/AAAAAAAACek/bTivQ1ZKTss/s1600/IMG_6485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qzHw3JxVH3c/Tsa17tO6BXI/AAAAAAAACek/bTivQ1ZKTss/s640/IMG_6485.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Betty Jo was so sweet to take some time out of her day to come to the grand performance.&amp;nbsp; Miller was excited to see her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8FWgWFGPknE/Tsa2d_kPFFI/AAAAAAAACes/EJwk4OHD1ag/s1600/IMG_6501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8FWgWFGPknE/Tsa2d_kPFFI/AAAAAAAACes/EJwk4OHD1ag/s640/IMG_6501.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our attempt at a family shot = total fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7VwHTnHkp8/Tsa2wDogaAI/AAAAAAAACe0/OsbIlPPWWfY/s1600/IMG_6503.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7VwHTnHkp8/Tsa2wDogaAI/AAAAAAAACe0/OsbIlPPWWfY/s640/IMG_6503.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's a video of the program.&amp;nbsp; We didn't have our Flip Camera so we had to use Bryant's iPhone.&amp;nbsp; I must say that while I'm thankful this handy device has the technology to video, I sure did miss my Flip.&amp;nbsp; It took me about six times longer to edit and upload this video than it usually does.&amp;nbsp; Sorry the quality isn't great, but you get the idea.&amp;nbsp; In case you're having trouble spotting him, he's the third pilgrim from the end.&amp;nbsp; The short one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-273493b86a3ac0d2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D273493b86a3ac0d2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E140E8F39EDCC582A180C5B1126EF6CE2D8A7C6.9BBCB9A1FB58568A3608F155124D7E50AE6DE61%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D273493b86a3ac0d2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7o7a09XNDv8ZbAkjh0ZU_S9J1fA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D273493b86a3ac0d2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5E140E8F39EDCC582A180C5B1126EF6CE2D8A7C6.9BBCB9A1FB58568A3608F155124D7E50AE6DE61%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D273493b86a3ac0d2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D7o7a09XNDv8ZbAkjh0ZU_S9J1fA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;It should also be noted that during nap time that afternoon Miller never fell asleep, but instead sang the "turkey song" from the program over and over again for almost two hours.&amp;nbsp; I guess he's a private performer.&amp;nbsp; Maybe next year he'll sing a little for the crowd. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-1190286641454149696?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1190286641454149696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/millers-preschool-program.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/1190286641454149696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/1190286641454149696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/millers-preschool-program.html' title='Miller&apos;s Preschool Program'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U9vM45o6nFw/Tsa3OCSnBII/AAAAAAAACe8/s_ud0CNA4vM/s72-c/IMG_6513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-977738819182860850</id><published>2011-11-17T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T14:40:05.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall's First Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had our first fire of the season a few nights ago when the temperature dropped.&amp;nbsp; Bryant loves building fires and I certainly don't mind relaxing in front of one with a mug of cocoa.&amp;nbsp; As for Miller, he loves to help Daddy with fires and so far he's been pretty good about obeying the rule of not going near the fireplace without Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3dzJ6lqS-BQ/TsVs5VJKu8I/AAAAAAAACdY/0J9N2wCkLYg/s1600/IMG_6400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3dzJ6lqS-BQ/TsVs5VJKu8I/AAAAAAAACdY/0J9N2wCkLYg/s640/IMG_6400.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AlmU1gz0DqY/TsVtEpE3HoI/AAAAAAAACdk/5QAyn7nNS_4/s1600/IMG_6409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AlmU1gz0DqY/TsVtEpE3HoI/AAAAAAAACdk/5QAyn7nNS_4/s640/IMG_6409.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-65y2Byn5faE/TsVtZrIpf3I/AAAAAAAACd0/JLhJApiRXAk/s1600/IMG_6426.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-65y2Byn5faE/TsVtZrIpf3I/AAAAAAAACd0/JLhJApiRXAk/s640/IMG_6426.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--3FGM_xUM50/TsVtNyESngI/AAAAAAAACds/5neEvdpdCjI/s1600/IMG_6419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--3FGM_xUM50/TsVtNyESngI/AAAAAAAACds/5neEvdpdCjI/s640/IMG_6419.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Good fire boys!&amp;nbsp; I think we may need another one tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-977738819182860850?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/977738819182860850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/falls-first-fire.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/977738819182860850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/977738819182860850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/falls-first-fire.html' title='Fall&apos;s First Fire'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3dzJ6lqS-BQ/TsVs5VJKu8I/AAAAAAAACdY/0J9N2wCkLYg/s72-c/IMG_6400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-1876338931490567004</id><published>2011-11-10T21:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T21:20:23.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>#24</title><content type='html'>Not this #24...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ3vR6p9EWA/TryJv6l0OnI/AAAAAAAACaA/2XHSsUqad5Y/s1600/IMG_6317.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ3vR6p9EWA/TryJv6l0OnI/AAAAAAAACaA/2XHSsUqad5Y/s640/IMG_6317.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;or this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--EPAISnLpgI/TryKlba7aKI/AAAAAAAACac/ibSljDZHu3A/s1600/IMG_6355.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--EPAISnLpgI/TryKlba7aKI/AAAAAAAACac/ibSljDZHu3A/s640/IMG_6355.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym3FmAs5cMs/TryKnzJobfI/AAAAAAAACak/b28z_pWaYV0/s1600/IMG_6377.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym3FmAs5cMs/TryKnzJobfI/AAAAAAAACak/b28z_pWaYV0/s640/IMG_6377.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ3vR6p9EWA/TryJv6l0OnI/AAAAAAAACaA/2XHSsUqad5Y/s1600/IMG_6317.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kate {along with Scott &amp;amp; Malley} returned to her Alma Mater today to play in a alumnae game at the grand opening of Boaz High School's new gym.&amp;nbsp; We were so excited to go and be a part of her fan club!&amp;nbsp; I made Miller and Malley some really fancy t-shirts to support Kate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7FxgiXBooXY/TryKBoMqdFI/AAAAAAAACaI/iPUvZTPr_AQ/s1600/IMG_6332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7FxgiXBooXY/TryKBoMqdFI/AAAAAAAACaI/iPUvZTPr_AQ/s640/IMG_6332.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think Papa Frank was pretty happy to see his baby girl back in action and both of his grand-babies sporting Boaz gear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gjwKD0xzjw/TryKV32IsEI/AAAAAAAACaQ/4QVYIt7tKWI/s1600/IMG_6349.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gjwKD0xzjw/TryKV32IsEI/AAAAAAAACaQ/4QVYIt7tKWI/s640/IMG_6349.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller wasn't crazy about the Boaz shirt as first, but he warmed up to it after a while.&amp;nbsp; I think he's a wildcat at heart ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNNytWTcJV4/TryO1JURj8I/AAAAAAAACbg/S5DZTicBWvM/s1600/photo+3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JNNytWTcJV4/TryO1JURj8I/AAAAAAAACbg/S5DZTicBWvM/s640/photo+3.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kate played really well and it was so much fun to watch!&amp;nbsp; Miller thought it was pretty cool to see her out there and he was dieing to get on the court himself.&amp;nbsp; He had to settle for playing on the bleacher stairs {and almost busting his face again}.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F75NB3LAgUQ/TryOptsLARI/AAAAAAAACbQ/4ZEGZTc1COg/s1600/IMG_6380.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F75NB3LAgUQ/TryOptsLARI/AAAAAAAACbQ/4ZEGZTc1COg/s640/IMG_6380.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--EPAISnLpgI/TryKlba7aKI/AAAAAAAACac/ibSljDZHu3A/s1600/IMG_6355.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As we were leaving we noticed several pieces of Kate Mastin memorabilia.&amp;nbsp; She's pretty much a rock-star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TphHmKccHHM/TryK77bKqvI/AAAAAAAACa0/PFaObgpiQ_Q/s1600/IMG_6392_2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TphHmKccHHM/TryK77bKqvI/AAAAAAAACa0/PFaObgpiQ_Q/s640/IMG_6392_2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ym3FmAs5cMs/TryKnzJobfI/AAAAAAAACak/b28z_pWaYV0/s1600/IMG_6377.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6x0O3Qta9lM/TryKq4EmJEI/AAAAAAAACas/JvrZo015ITA/s1600/IMG_6392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="314" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6x0O3Qta9lM/TryKq4EmJEI/AAAAAAAACas/JvrZo015ITA/s640/IMG_6392.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Zyh9zxMUio/TryLKb8JpyI/AAAAAAAACa8/h2tK0bmBaX0/s1600/IMG_6394.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Zyh9zxMUio/TryLKb8JpyI/AAAAAAAACa8/h2tK0bmBaX0/s640/IMG_6394.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XeUIsunsrEQ/TryLZT9T3MI/AAAAAAAACbI/gnZpgBoXwhE/s1600/IMG_6395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XeUIsunsrEQ/TryLZT9T3MI/AAAAAAAACbI/gnZpgBoXwhE/s640/IMG_6395.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In other news, Miller's face seems to be healing well.&amp;nbsp; I took him to the dentist for the first time the morning after his fall.&amp;nbsp; Dr. Conley put him on an antibiotic to prevent infection which could cause an abscess.&amp;nbsp; He said that his teeth looked ok, but that from what he could tell at this point his two front teeth might turn gray as they start to die.&amp;nbsp; The good news is that there usually aren't any problems or complications with this.&amp;nbsp; The bad news is they may stay gray until he loses those teeth naturally, which won't be for another three to five years.&amp;nbsp; The vanity in me is really hoping they don't change colors, but I'm so very thankful that the fall didn't cause more damage.&amp;nbsp; Here we are waiting to be seen by the dentist...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C7jwD2YVwa0/TryOtUZyQlI/AAAAAAAACbY/V6Gq7xofXok/s1600/photo+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C7jwD2YVwa0/TryOtUZyQlI/AAAAAAAACbY/V6Gq7xofXok/s320/photo+1.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's a closeup of his mouth from tonight.&amp;nbsp; The swelling has gone way down and the scabs look like they're healing well.&amp;nbsp; So far, no gray teeth, although you might be able to tell that his top right front tooth is a little black at the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-106GD0t0ey4/TryQ6nfJTsI/AAAAAAAACcA/CSyNzBPiJW4/s1600/IMG_6349.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="620" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-106GD0t0ey4/TryQ6nfJTsI/AAAAAAAACcA/CSyNzBPiJW4/s640/IMG_6349.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thankfully our photographer was sweet enough to let us reschedule our session for next weekend.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully by then any remaining marks will be small enough to photoshop. {Am I allowed to use that word as a verb?}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-1876338931490567004?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1876338931490567004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/24.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/1876338931490567004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/1876338931490567004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/24.html' title='#24'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mZ3vR6p9EWA/TryJv6l0OnI/AAAAAAAACaA/2XHSsUqad5Y/s72-c/IMG_6317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-2889648045022875033</id><published>2011-11-08T18:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T20:04:13.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miller vs. Pavement</title><content type='html'>The pavement won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BT4KIPGzXEo/TrnGDxd9qTI/AAAAAAAACZ0/Ms_Ha07rsto/s1600/IMG_6315.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BT4KIPGzXEo/TrnGDxd9qTI/AAAAAAAACZ0/Ms_Ha07rsto/s640/IMG_6315.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He wanted to call you all and tell you about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RJznVDPmcJ8/TrnF14usUwI/AAAAAAAACZs/RY8mmFA9t0A/s1600/IMG_6314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RJznVDPmcJ8/TrnF14usUwI/AAAAAAAACZs/RY8mmFA9t0A/s640/IMG_6314.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I told him it would be faster for me to just blog.&amp;nbsp; Poor little buddy.&amp;nbsp; Out of all the crazy, dangerous things he does as a two year old, he got this bloody nose and fat lip scooting along on a riding toy in Kendall's driveway.&amp;nbsp; Somehow he flipped right over the front and his face broke his fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In related news, we have a professional photo session scheduled for this Saturday.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully he won't look like a boxer by then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-2889648045022875033?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2889648045022875033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/miller-vs-pavement.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/2889648045022875033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/2889648045022875033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/miller-vs-pavement.html' title='Miller vs. Pavement'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BT4KIPGzXEo/TrnGDxd9qTI/AAAAAAAACZ0/Ms_Ha07rsto/s72-c/IMG_6315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-6155749574647254498</id><published>2011-11-02T11:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:14:12.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween! (a little late)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello friends!&amp;nbsp; We had such a fun weekend and I hope your family did as well.&amp;nbsp; My mom and John came up for the weekend and it was so great to see them.&amp;nbsp; On Saturday we went to the Whole Backstage in town for a Fall Festival.&amp;nbsp; Miller loved all of the blow-up games and it was a beautiful day for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RnqH8GO2MNA/TrFjg0-mUaI/AAAAAAAACXc/1Fm8n3_BuNg/s1600/IMG_6246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RnqH8GO2MNA/TrFjg0-mUaI/AAAAAAAACXc/1Fm8n3_BuNg/s640/IMG_6246.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6cxDHFNYDeI/TrFjsUx3vQI/AAAAAAAACXk/mdicxDgRSBU/s1600/IMG_6250.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6cxDHFNYDeI/TrFjsUx3vQI/AAAAAAAACXk/mdicxDgRSBU/s640/IMG_6250.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;His favorite thing to do was come in and out of the jump house since the entrance looked like a slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-imCMGm0yD8g/TrFj2yWc48I/AAAAAAAACXs/7o_BUsRfBMM/s1600/IMG_6257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-imCMGm0yD8g/TrFj2yWc48I/AAAAAAAACXs/7o_BUsRfBMM/s640/IMG_6257.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Sunday night we went to our church for Trunk-or-Treat.&amp;nbsp; Miller kind of got the hang of trick-or-treating this year, although he rarely actually said "trick-or-treat".&amp;nbsp; When we'd approach a car I'd say, "What do you say if you want candy?" and he'd respond with "Please".&amp;nbsp; I guess that's better anyway ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-z0HrqBRZA/TrFj-fnNNmI/AAAAAAAACX0/cTr5cLmKsWU/s1600/IMG_6264.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J-z0HrqBRZA/TrFj-fnNNmI/AAAAAAAACX0/cTr5cLmKsWU/s640/IMG_6264.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ms. Sally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYzhFJ3BvMI/TrFkHUsoNXI/AAAAAAAACYA/sOxPD4JJmus/s1600/IMG_6269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYzhFJ3BvMI/TrFkHUsoNXI/AAAAAAAACYA/sOxPD4JJmus/s640/IMG_6269.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ms. Jill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8JfouzPBCkk/TrFknq6P0nI/AAAAAAAACYk/Si57ibr8T5k/s1600/IMG_6281.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8JfouzPBCkk/TrFknq6P0nI/AAAAAAAACYk/Si57ibr8T5k/s640/IMG_6281.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ella Kate and Miller giving each other hug.&amp;nbsp; So stinkin' sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Hawk family had a s'more station setup complete with a fire-pit.&amp;nbsp; It was such a cute idea and Miller loved it!&amp;nbsp; Here he is roasting his first marshmallow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nQ3ZyzahHeY/TrFkPURI-aI/AAAAAAAACYI/mcz3jF5UfcI/s1600/IMG_6270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nQ3ZyzahHeY/TrFkPURI-aI/AAAAAAAACYI/mcz3jF5UfcI/s640/IMG_6270.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Trying out his first s'more.&amp;nbsp; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BBIcS7hRQkg/TrFkeg8iNhI/AAAAAAAACYc/RdRrTwog7Ts/s640/IMG_6278.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ms. Janice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joel (our preacher) and his wife, Janice, dressed up as Dog the Bounty Hunter and Beth.&amp;nbsp; Hysterical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lSO3eeh-8ig/TrFp1fn8v2I/AAAAAAAACZk/s2S8Qs3Dx-A/s1600/313625_10150369263276668_89557546667_8042893_1689788537_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lSO3eeh-8ig/TrFp1fn8v2I/AAAAAAAACZk/s2S8Qs3Dx-A/s640/313625_10150369263276668_89557546667_8042893_1689788537_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We finished the night off with a hayride and I didn't manage to get any pictures.&amp;nbsp; It was Miller's favorite part though and he's still talking about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On Monday night, actual Halloween, we went to the Methodist church for their Fall Festival.&amp;nbsp; It took Miller a while to warm up to the crowd and the new place, but after a few games he was all about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQfkR5CFKoo/TrFkwYGFuvI/AAAAAAAACYs/WyGPcnpHVo8/s1600/IMG_6292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQfkR5CFKoo/TrFkwYGFuvI/AAAAAAAACYs/WyGPcnpHVo8/s640/IMG_6292.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HCX5FYolteU/TrFk69IgJPI/AAAAAAAACY0/5EPlepx10Qk/s1600/IMG_6298.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O3mht4AFm2o/TrFlX6lt87I/AAAAAAAACZQ/rScPd3tkx2o/s1600/IMG_6308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O3mht4AFm2o/TrFlX6lt87I/AAAAAAAACZQ/rScPd3tkx2o/s640/IMG_6308.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After leaving the church, we stopped by the fire station to trick-or-treat and of course my camera battery died :(&amp;nbsp; I got one snapshot of Miller getting candy, but I didn't get to capture any of his excitement from seeing all of the fire trucks up close.&amp;nbsp; Lesson learned about checking my battery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S_Vt_xY2pE8/TrFlgFfc6SI/AAAAAAAACZc/pHLlcPcOBME/s1600/IMG_6312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S_Vt_xY2pE8/TrFlgFfc6SI/AAAAAAAACZc/pHLlcPcOBME/s640/IMG_6312.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whew!&amp;nbsp; I'm tired just remembering all we did this weekend!&amp;nbsp; Miller has asked me every morning if he can wear his "dog cartoon" and carry his "pumkin".&amp;nbsp; I'd say it was a hit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-6155749574647254498?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6155749574647254498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween-little-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/6155749574647254498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/6155749574647254498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween-little-late.html' title='Happy Halloween! (a little late)'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RnqH8GO2MNA/TrFjg0-mUaI/AAAAAAAACXc/1Fm8n3_BuNg/s72-c/IMG_6246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-5635285613113501377</id><published>2011-10-27T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T19:56:42.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Animal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First things first, thank you for all of the sweet comments and well wishes!&amp;nbsp; I had actually been feeling a little better the past few days and then... today happened.&amp;nbsp; It was ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thankfully, I was able to clean myself up and pull myself together for Miller's school Halloween party.&amp;nbsp; He had parties at school yesterday and today.&amp;nbsp; He goes on a weird two-day schedule which is why he had parties on both days.&amp;nbsp; The first day I got there a little early and was able to watch the class sing a few songs.&amp;nbsp; They were so precious and I was amazed at how well they all sat on their "color" and participated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mD5PG9x4vgU/Tqn1MrL8s_I/AAAAAAAACVE/w080LviPP3I/s1600/IMG_6029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mD5PG9x4vgU/Tqn1MrL8s_I/AAAAAAAACVE/w080LviPP3I/s640/IMG_6029.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the first year Miller has picked out his costume which was fun.&amp;nbsp; I took him to Target one day and he didn't like anything there.&amp;nbsp; I was about to just pick something for him, but I wasn't really crazy about any of the ones they had left in his size either.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully at Belk they had a few in his size and he chose this puppy dog costume, or "carnoon" as he calls it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-snJw88-Rlvo/Tqn1cPNLq9I/AAAAAAAACVY/5QGfXWW-WNQ/s1600/IMG_6047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-snJw88-Rlvo/Tqn1cPNLq9I/AAAAAAAACVY/5QGfXWW-WNQ/s640/IMG_6047.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Miller and Saylor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x4-3hMU2EuE/Tqn4GJ82INI/AAAAAAAACXI/vwmuX-a6mXE/s1600/IMG_6053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x4-3hMU2EuE/Tqn4GJ82INI/AAAAAAAACXI/vwmuX-a6mXE/s640/IMG_6053.JPG" width="636" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Miller and Olivia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5AX4nyKIaM/Tqn2aJGoNXI/AAAAAAAACWc/HrTbWWigOJo/s1600/IMG_6172.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n5AX4nyKIaM/Tqn2aJGoNXI/AAAAAAAACWc/HrTbWWigOJo/s640/IMG_6172.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Snack time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7TPJAJTpoCU/Tqn1kAxy01I/AAAAAAAACVg/2wA3_ioAGU0/s1600/IMG_6060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7TPJAJTpoCU/Tqn1kAxy01I/AAAAAAAACVg/2wA3_ioAGU0/s640/IMG_6060.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vte8oR3DCng/Tqn1r8cdhPI/AAAAAAAACVo/qFCEZyzIev0/s1600/IMG_6063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vte8oR3DCng/Tqn1r8cdhPI/AAAAAAAACVo/qFCEZyzIev0/s640/IMG_6063.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Gran got in town just in time for the party today {and just in time to take care of my child while I laid on the sofa and picked at food}.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5WyqE6xdmvk/Tqn2HXF2xlI/AAAAAAAACWE/26y1UU0NaMM/s1600/IMG_6159.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5WyqE6xdmvk/Tqn2HXF2xlI/AAAAAAAACWE/26y1UU0NaMM/s640/IMG_6159.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IoOMecFC9JU/Tqn56IkrRRI/AAAAAAAACXU/emXHU9CNmeA/s1600/IMG_6163.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IoOMecFC9JU/Tqn56IkrRRI/AAAAAAAACXU/emXHU9CNmeA/s640/IMG_6163.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Trick-or-Treating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_AHKAdPcXI/Tqn112dJssI/AAAAAAAACV0/dZTO_QmuGlI/s1600/IMG_6069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V_AHKAdPcXI/Tqn112dJssI/AAAAAAAACV0/dZTO_QmuGlI/s640/IMG_6069.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xlRnh3FR5FI/Tqn2kpxT1xI/AAAAAAAACWk/QL8Fb1l8krY/s1600/IMG_6184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xlRnh3FR5FI/Tqn2kpxT1xI/AAAAAAAACWk/QL8Fb1l8krY/s640/IMG_6184.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--0VDjne4X-I/Tqn2sMXpQFI/AAAAAAAACWs/CFcre9AvaDM/s1600/IMG_6191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--0VDjne4X-I/Tqn2sMXpQFI/AAAAAAAACWs/CFcre9AvaDM/s640/IMG_6191.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Showing off his goodies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh3AZ97Vuck/Tqn20kaUzBI/AAAAAAAACW4/lOQj8lNQVXY/s1600/IMG_6206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh3AZ97Vuck/Tqn20kaUzBI/AAAAAAAACW4/lOQj8lNQVXY/s640/IMG_6206.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hunter and Hays came to visit us after their party was over.&amp;nbsp; It is about impossible to get a picture of all three boys looking at the camera and smiling.&amp;nbsp; This was the best I could get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TATfdzOSKwY/Tqn2-At7J6I/AAAAAAAACXA/bnZhpAuigvU/s1600/IMG_6221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TATfdzOSKwY/Tqn2-At7J6I/AAAAAAAACXA/bnZhpAuigvU/s640/IMG_6221.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet Ms. Jennifer.&amp;nbsp; Miller LOVES her.&amp;nbsp; She is such an amazing teacher and we're so blessed to have her again this year.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for a great party Ms. Jennifer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1QzL6j237L4/Tqn19tRAQII/AAAAAAAACV8/TZ9k1F0MaTU/s1600/IMG_6077.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1QzL6j237L4/Tqn19tRAQII/AAAAAAAACV8/TZ9k1F0MaTU/s640/IMG_6077.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-5635285613113501377?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5635285613113501377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/party-animal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5635285613113501377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5635285613113501377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/party-animal.html' title='Party Animal'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mD5PG9x4vgU/Tqn1MrL8s_I/AAAAAAAACVE/w080LviPP3I/s72-c/IMG_6029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-2789646240057337588</id><published>2011-10-18T08:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T08:15:01.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miller's News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_HTK1Txsgo/TpomCb4qLuI/AAAAAAAACUs/jUbeqQpDrJI/s1600/photo+1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_HTK1Txsgo/TpomCb4qLuI/AAAAAAAACUs/jUbeqQpDrJI/s640/photo+1.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_HTK1Txsgo/TpomCb4qLuI/AAAAAAAACUs/jUbeqQpDrJI/s1600/photo+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The word is out!&amp;nbsp; Miller will be a big brother some time in May.&amp;nbsp; May 16th is my exact due date, which happens to be Kendall's birthday.&amp;nbsp; We told most people using that fancy t-shirt I made {I'm thinking about starting a small business}, but I left this on the front porch one day when Kendall was coming over to play with her boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZUt-ipEa5Q/Tpol74PsiGI/AAAAAAAACUk/hikwe56gGpw/s1600/kendy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AZUt-ipEa5Q/Tpol74PsiGI/AAAAAAAACUk/hikwe56gGpw/s640/kendy.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The test was a couple days old so you can barely tell it's positive in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the little peanut's first picture and a little more proof than just a blue line which allowed me to breathe a big sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3kq-IV2TIXc/TpzYPAzGQeI/AAAAAAAACU8/-k7ZDUrcgzE/s1600/IMG_5987.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3kq-IV2TIXc/TpzYPAzGQeI/AAAAAAAACU8/-k7ZDUrcgzE/s640/IMG_5987.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am ten weeks today and counting down the days until the first trimester is over.&amp;nbsp; I'll spare you the gory details, but most days are not the best.&amp;nbsp; I'm not expecting to win any mother-of-the-year awards this month.&amp;nbsp; We've eaten a lot of leftovers and take-out, played outside very little, and watched more cartoons than I care to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jEgxm_GBmOA/TpomGwWfnyI/AAAAAAAACU0/qKii8s7ZJEA/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jEgxm_GBmOA/TpomGwWfnyI/AAAAAAAACU0/qKii8s7ZJEA/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hopefully this part will be over soon and I can get back to cooking, cleaning, working out, providing stimulating activities for my toddler, and brushing my teeth more thoroughly (major gag).&amp;nbsp; Bryant has been so helpful and has yet to complain about his mess of a wife or mess of a house.&amp;nbsp; While I'm definitely ready for the sick part to be over, I'm so excited and feel so blessed to get to experience pregnancy and motherhood again.&amp;nbsp; We are thanking the Lord and would covet your prayers for a healthy baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-2789646240057337588?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2789646240057337588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/millers-news.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/2789646240057337588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/2789646240057337588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/millers-news.html' title='Miller&apos;s News'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_HTK1Txsgo/TpomCb4qLuI/AAAAAAAACUs/jUbeqQpDrJI/s72-c/photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-6457024873323009657</id><published>2011-10-16T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T13:50:58.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgot about this one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was looking through some pictures on my iPhone and came across this sweet moment I had forgotten all about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hf2X9F7sGtM/TpofDFJ391I/AAAAAAAACUc/U1XLvnsbl8k/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hf2X9F7sGtM/TpofDFJ391I/AAAAAAAACUc/U1XLvnsbl8k/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller is not a fan of the fire at the Japanese restaurant.&amp;nbsp; He loves the waterfall there and the food, but he could do without the entertainment factor of the chef preparing his meal for him.&amp;nbsp; Cuddles are rare from this toddler so we'll take them anyway we can get them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-6457024873323009657?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6457024873323009657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/forgot-about-this-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/6457024873323009657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/6457024873323009657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/forgot-about-this-one.html' title='Forgot about this one...'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hf2X9F7sGtM/TpofDFJ391I/AAAAAAAACUc/U1XLvnsbl8k/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-1054333492164416968</id><published>2011-10-13T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T20:11:18.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Millerese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ABC/Old McDonald Remix {you have to listen very closely for the "e-i-e-i-o"}:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-911a582290253e4d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D911a582290253e4d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D496C2D3A5B3B6321E536CD89C50D097ED31B0328.40EA23BEB0DA415AAA10C72B6059258272F28071%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D911a582290253e4d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG4egNRjNsQM8YbPgdu2CsedkH7Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D911a582290253e4d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D496C2D3A5B3B6321E536CD89C50D097ED31B0328.40EA23BEB0DA415AAA10C72B6059258272F28071%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D911a582290253e4d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG4egNRjNsQM8YbPgdu2CsedkH7Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miller telling me about his day at Dream Duck a few weeks ago:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Bryant played in a golf tournament that was a fundraiser for Alabama's golf team.&amp;nbsp; Scott, our brother-in-law, is the assistant coach and put a lot of work into planning the tournament.&amp;nbsp; Bryant hated to a take a day off work to play golf, but it's important to support family :)&amp;nbsp; We took Miller out to the course Friday afternoon when they were announcing the winners and he had a blast.&amp;nbsp; I hate we didn't get any pictures.&amp;nbsp; He had lots of wide open space to run and loved rolling a ball into all of the holes on the practice green.&amp;nbsp; The miniature flags in each hole were a hit, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After Miller's nap on Saturday, we went on campus for a little tailgating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QSHH2nTDUK4/TpTs_1-Dg9I/AAAAAAAACTY/PSQSm5EF644/s1600/IMG_5908.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QSHH2nTDUK4/TpTs_1-Dg9I/AAAAAAAACTY/PSQSm5EF644/s640/IMG_5908.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller insisted on walking the whole way from the car to the tailgate.&amp;nbsp; He was mesmerized by all of the action.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HgPsuZRkhKg/TpTsFAjjV0I/AAAAAAAACS0/TeUG4SHV7UU/s1600/IMG_5887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HgPsuZRkhKg/TpTsFAjjV0I/AAAAAAAACS0/TeUG4SHV7UU/s640/IMG_5887.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vzx6SxmoDw/TpTsVkuRAyI/AAAAAAAACS8/uad8y2pBeIw/s1600/IMG_5891.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8vzx6SxmoDw/TpTsVkuRAyI/AAAAAAAACS8/uad8y2pBeIw/s640/IMG_5891.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8AW3aHmPa2I/TpTsi31VldI/AAAAAAAACTI/-F87VLzISEA/s1600/IMG_5896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8AW3aHmPa2I/TpTsi31VldI/AAAAAAAACTI/-F87VLzISEA/s640/IMG_5896.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of Miller's favorite tailgating activities was kicking a pile of dirt.&amp;nbsp; Isn't that what everyone does when tailgating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_PBbO-khcg/TpTsxQD1jFI/AAAAAAAACTQ/JR3BJjN0TCk/s1600/IMG_5900.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_PBbO-khcg/TpTsxQD1jFI/AAAAAAAACTQ/JR3BJjN0TCk/s640/IMG_5900.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Poppy stopped by to visit and play, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQhCwol8K0M/TpTtNRLT8EI/AAAAAAAACTk/ht2UvAuClRI/s1600/IMG_5922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cQhCwol8K0M/TpTtNRLT8EI/AAAAAAAACTk/ht2UvAuClRI/s640/IMG_5922.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He brought Miller a little football which he loved.&amp;nbsp; He, Miller and Scott had fun running a few plays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISQXnR-dMFE/TpTtsNm3axI/AAAAAAAACT0/nKeh_uUXWFU/s1600/IMG_5943.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISQXnR-dMFE/TpTtsNm3axI/AAAAAAAACT0/nKeh_uUXWFU/s640/IMG_5943.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEvh7m3GXt8/TpTtck2DuxI/AAAAAAAACTs/Iva7CSD7a94/s1600/IMG_5935.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KEvh7m3GXt8/TpTtck2DuxI/AAAAAAAACTs/Iva7CSD7a94/s640/IMG_5935.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We also got to see sweet Malley girl a lot this trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jvyrkNGMhwo/TpTuJoDjvSI/AAAAAAAACUI/hf2HYWW-fTA/s1600/IMG_5977.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jvyrkNGMhwo/TpTuJoDjvSI/AAAAAAAACUI/hf2HYWW-fTA/s640/IMG_5977.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rfUXHOH_tSA/TpTuLaZpa2I/AAAAAAAACUQ/_2khsHJnYAY/s1600/photo.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="474" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rfUXHOH_tSA/TpTuLaZpa2I/AAAAAAAACUQ/_2khsHJnYAY/s640/photo.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ISQXnR-dMFE/TpTtsNm3axI/AAAAAAAACT0/nKeh_uUXWFU/s1600/IMG_5943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sweet cousins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l2duZjfIOW8/TpTt6j7D5sI/AAAAAAAACUA/1gq4C5fb81c/s1600/IMG_5959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l2duZjfIOW8/TpTt6j7D5sI/AAAAAAAACUA/1gq4C5fb81c/s640/IMG_5959.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next time we'll plan a little better so we can tailgate a little longer.&amp;nbsp; It was a little rushed to get there, hangout a few minutes, and then head back to exchange Miller since he wasn't going to the game.&amp;nbsp; I should have put Miller down for his nap sooner and we should have been ready to walk out the door as soon as he got up.&amp;nbsp; Lesson learned.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Appropriately, Miller learned to say "Roll Tide" this weekend.&amp;nbsp; It's pretty cute, although I can think of another phrase which would be even better ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-7022818018366888828?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7022818018366888828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/alabamas-homecoming.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7022818018366888828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7022818018366888828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/alabamas-homecoming.html' title='Alabama&apos;s Homecoming'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QSHH2nTDUK4/TpTs_1-Dg9I/AAAAAAAACTY/PSQSm5EF644/s72-c/IMG_5908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-5959049550529203178</id><published>2011-10-02T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:00:04.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty-Six Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller is twenty-six months old today!&amp;nbsp; I won't do a real detailed update, but I do want to note some of the words he's saying right now that I want to remember. &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"cado" - avocado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"farfall" - waterfall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"snake" - steak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"chiglios" cheerios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"ogurt" - yogurt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"mama blue ogurt" - mama's blue yoga mat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"allfant" - elephant or muffin (??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"strawbies" - strawberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"oxagon" - hexagon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's what we've been up to this weekend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t0yS47MYqE8/TokDstKrJxI/AAAAAAAACSk/lwuNkBfFp-c/s1600/IMG_5881.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t0yS47MYqE8/TokDstKrJxI/AAAAAAAACSk/lwuNkBfFp-c/s640/IMG_5881.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday night we took Miller to his first football game.&amp;nbsp; We went to our local high school's game and it was a fun night out!&amp;nbsp; Miller didn't watch any of the game {shocking I know}, but he did run about a million miles, watch the band at halftime, cry whenever he saw the mascot, and pick up a few chicks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-97JvsrM00U8/TokD5oxdMNI/AAAAAAAACSs/OX4lu3lVAVw/s1600/IMG_5885.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-97JvsrM00U8/TokD5oxdMNI/AAAAAAAACSs/OX4lu3lVAVw/s640/IMG_5885.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday morning Bryant took Miller up to Dream Duck so I could sleep in a little.&amp;nbsp; I'd been up late helping at a 5th Quarter for our Youth Group.&amp;nbsp; When they got back they did a little work that afternoon and spread some grass seed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CRq1QCAJMsE/TokDaEK-3GI/AAAAAAAACSg/Bpr-BeKipL4/s1600/IMG_5878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CRq1QCAJMsE/TokDaEK-3GI/AAAAAAAACSg/Bpr-BeKipL4/s640/IMG_5878.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Today we went to church and I had to snap a picture of the cute outfit Nana got for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-trgeSagPGD4/TokIueYEsxI/AAAAAAAACSw/Gr7jeLOSpYs/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-trgeSagPGD4/TokIueYEsxI/AAAAAAAACSw/Gr7jeLOSpYs/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This afternoon we went to our church picnic and I'm so mad I forgot my camera.&amp;nbsp; Truth be told, I probably wouldn't have had much time to take pictures.&amp;nbsp; As usual, Miller. was. everywhere.&amp;nbsp; That's what two year olds do though, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; Please keep praying for &lt;a href="http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/addison-faith-ainsworth.html"&gt;Addie&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; In addition to Group B Strep, she has also been diagnosed with Pneumonia.&amp;nbsp; :(&amp;nbsp; Pray that the antibiotics kick in soon and she'll start making some improvement!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-5959049550529203178?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5959049550529203178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/twenty-six-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5959049550529203178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5959049550529203178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/twenty-six-months.html' title='Twenty-Six Months'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t0yS47MYqE8/TokDstKrJxI/AAAAAAAACSk/lwuNkBfFp-c/s72-c/IMG_5881.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-7988765579047543221</id><published>2011-09-29T19:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T19:22:15.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Addison Faith Ainsworth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdCvjZmr3gU/ToUI3HdLlHI/AAAAAAAACSc/4YnuuN_zrqM/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdCvjZmr3gU/ToUI3HdLlHI/AAAAAAAACSc/4YnuuN_zrqM/s640/photo.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you've been reading my blog for a while, you know my best friend &lt;a href="http://wandkainsworth.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kendall&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; We've been friends since our freshman year at Auburn and I'm so blessed to have her just five minutes down the road now.&amp;nbsp; Without her and her husband, I wouldn't have met my husband.&amp;nbsp; Her boys, Hunter and Hays, are&amp;nbsp; already Miller's two best friends.&amp;nbsp; Hardly a day goes by that we don't at least talk on the phone and a week rarely goes by that we don't get together at least once.&amp;nbsp; You get the gist, she (and her whole family) are pretty important to me :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyway, she delivered a beautiful baby girl on Tuesday!&amp;nbsp; Yay for fun girl stuff!!&amp;nbsp; At first everything seemed ok, but then the pediatrician started to become concerned about her rapid breathing.&amp;nbsp; He decided to admit her to the NICU at St. Vincents and after tests they discovered she has a little fluid in her lungs (or is the actual term "on" her lungs... I don't know).&amp;nbsp; Now, apparently this is kind of normal and not a huge deal since they caught it.&amp;nbsp; If she had gone home, different story.&amp;nbsp; However, now they have also diagnosed her with Group B Strep.&amp;nbsp; She has to stay in the NICU at least another eight days while she gets a full round of antibiotics.&amp;nbsp; You might remember that Kendall and Will are old pros when it comes to the NICU since their twins came so early.&amp;nbsp; I know how much Kendall was looking forward to a "normal" birth experience and I just hate that she's having to do this all over again.&amp;nbsp; Only this time, she has two other babies at home to worry about.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My mind has been thinking about all of them constantly and I think the Lord is probably about to get tired of my prayers ;)&amp;nbsp; Please, please pray for sweet Addie.&amp;nbsp; Pray for a swift recovery and for wisdom for her doctors and nurses.&amp;nbsp; Pray for patience and peace for Kendall and Will.&amp;nbsp; Pray for the grandparents that are all helping to take care of Hunter and Hays back home.&amp;nbsp; If you'd like to do a little more than pray, here's a way you can help ease the financial burden this next week is going to bring.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;http://www.giveforward.com/addieainsworth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you for your prayers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-7988765579047543221?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7988765579047543221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/addison-faith-ainsworth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7988765579047543221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7988765579047543221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/addison-faith-ainsworth.html' title='Addison Faith Ainsworth'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xdCvjZmr3gU/ToUI3HdLlHI/AAAAAAAACSc/4YnuuN_zrqM/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-5220445327185001203</id><published>2011-09-24T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T21:29:21.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're still alive...</title><content type='html'>Don't give up on us.&amp;nbsp; We're still here.&amp;nbsp; Here's a little proof...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miller and Bryant watching Bama play {Miller only lasted as long as the snacks did.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mAb5QJv49po/Tn6OENTGooI/AAAAAAAACSI/0EE3rKwGhY4/s1600/IMG_5871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mAb5QJv49po/Tn6OENTGooI/AAAAAAAACSI/0EE3rKwGhY4/s640/IMG_5871.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I feel as though I should introduce you all to cow, or "tow" as Miller calls him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZgYxgdn_RI/Tn6RvQP4SpI/AAAAAAAACSU/5x7q37EkVTA/s1600/IMG_5868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iZgYxgdn_RI/Tn6RvQP4SpI/AAAAAAAACSU/5x7q37EkVTA/s640/IMG_5868.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller has never been really stuck on a paci, blanket, lovie, animal, etc. but he has recently become very attached to this cow.&amp;nbsp; Part of me feels like it's been nice that we've made it this far without him becoming obsessed with one single object that we will more than likely lose.&amp;nbsp; For that reason, we are trying to keep his attachment to a minimum.&amp;nbsp; It is pretty dang cute though.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Off-roading at Dream Duck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pi9ttPvCsyw/Tn6OKgF1I2I/AAAAAAAACSM/auXU3Y6qCE4/s1600/photo+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pi9ttPvCsyw/Tn6OKgF1I2I/AAAAAAAACSM/auXU3Y6qCE4/s640/photo+3.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YwKhd1-cYdE/Tn6OPTs7L9I/AAAAAAAACSQ/cF8iqeo8wS0/s1600/photo+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YwKhd1-cYdE/Tn6OPTs7L9I/AAAAAAAACSQ/cF8iqeo8wS0/s640/photo+4.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's all for now!&amp;nbsp; Apparently I have taken a hiatus from my camera.&amp;nbsp; I'll try to be better :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-5220445327185001203?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5220445327185001203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/were-still-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5220445327185001203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5220445327185001203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/were-still-alive.html' title='We&apos;re still alive...'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mAb5QJv49po/Tn6OENTGooI/AAAAAAAACSI/0EE3rKwGhY4/s72-c/IMG_5871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-910157972969081963</id><published>2011-09-15T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T22:01:29.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miller's First Four-wheeler Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, so technically this was Miller's second four-wheeler ride, but that's just not quite as catchy.&amp;nbsp; Bryant took Miller out to Dream Duck, the hunting land we own with a few other people, last Sunday and that was his real first ride.&amp;nbsp; I wasn't there to video that one though.&amp;nbsp; Miller wanted to ride again one afternoon so Bryant took him around our yard a few times.&amp;nbsp; He wants to ride it every time we walk past it in the garage; which is really fun when we're in a hurry to get somewhere :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6d0db3aea5ee7dd5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6d0db3aea5ee7dd5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE0DE37E03D9C12437A40EED7B8A9D24C0F63DDF.122944DA19A4D713F8698C849F883942B84F65D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6d0db3aea5ee7dd5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYVqr9qGpNj_2DCQ-Njdk39GppQo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6d0db3aea5ee7dd5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE0DE37E03D9C12437A40EED7B8A9D24C0F63DDF.122944DA19A4D713F8698C849F883942B84F65D4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6d0db3aea5ee7dd5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYVqr9qGpNj_2DCQ-Njdk39GppQo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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It is pretty crazy to think how much has changed since those first few trips.&amp;nbsp; On the first one, Bryant and I had just started dating and there were no kids.&amp;nbsp; This year we had five children there and we were missing quite a few.&amp;nbsp; Next year if everyone comes, we'll have ELEVEN little ones.&amp;nbsp; Wow.&amp;nbsp; It definitely changes the dynamics of the trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4GM8YN1mhY/TmcXoAoJrDI/AAAAAAAACQc/Z6SlaMyYwMA/s1600/IMG_5678.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4GM8YN1mhY/TmcXoAoJrDI/AAAAAAAACQc/Z6SlaMyYwMA/s640/IMG_5678.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waving to Aubey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NRHruul6-jU/TmcXXosSUtI/AAAAAAAACQY/wUbZbX2rctg/s1600/IMG_5651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NRHruul6-jU/TmcXXosSUtI/AAAAAAAACQY/wUbZbX2rctg/s640/IMG_5651.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet Evelyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ITw8xVTuVNk/TmcX5K6MyAI/AAAAAAAACQk/bh1NtsgLCA0/s1600/IMG_5681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ITw8xVTuVNk/TmcX5K6MyAI/AAAAAAAACQk/bh1NtsgLCA0/s640/IMG_5681.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jordan and Sally Caroline.&amp;nbsp; She wins the prize for the being the best baby EVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m52bIRFPFoA/TmcYIXKJpdI/AAAAAAAACQo/pLfV-W7JFgA/s1600/IMG_5687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m52bIRFPFoA/TmcYIXKJpdI/AAAAAAAACQo/pLfV-W7JFgA/s640/IMG_5687.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The front of the boat is definitely the preferred hangout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-eNPOQI_rE/TmcZPqDl5JI/AAAAAAAACRE/m5yrn_DE61Q/s1600/IMG_5730.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-eNPOQI_rE/TmcZPqDl5JI/AAAAAAAACRE/m5yrn_DE61Q/s640/IMG_5730.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OyLvgeEqGPM/TmcY0VOcoLI/AAAAAAAACQ4/t7KWGvqeHJQ/s1600/IMG_5720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sam and John&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tXW6Zlj93pg/TmcZAriHCnI/AAAAAAAACRA/s_o4e-b9NBc/s1600/IMG_5721.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tXW6Zlj93pg/TmcZAriHCnI/AAAAAAAACRA/s_o4e-b9NBc/s640/IMG_5721.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sam and Miller sharing a few snacks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cWzl_HQEqVw/TmcbxKD8XFI/AAAAAAAACR8/js6KxYTXR3Q/s1600/IMG_5839.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cWzl_HQEqVw/TmcbxKD8XFI/AAAAAAAACR8/js6KxYTXR3Q/s640/IMG_5839.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maggee and Emily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkrhqY6ryTY/TmccD1OMovI/AAAAAAAACSA/7dj_YCcVHdA/s1600/IMG_5843.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rkrhqY6ryTY/TmccD1OMovI/AAAAAAAACSA/7dj_YCcVHdA/s640/IMG_5843.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What did you think about the boat ride, Sam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYlvUxJyjN0/TmcZrzB8J1I/AAAAAAAACRQ/6pYpyC0bMM8/s1600/IMG_5747.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KYlvUxJyjN0/TmcZrzB8J1I/AAAAAAAACRQ/6pYpyC0bMM8/s640/IMG_5747.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After all that time outside we had some dirty babies.&amp;nbsp; We decided to make it easy on us and throw them all in one tub.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, I didn't pay very good attention to my camera settings.&amp;nbsp; Sorry for the crummy picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VHiAcO2uT3U/TmcZ5HdwLdI/AAAAAAAACRU/3ia4P77kFD8/s1600/IMG_5753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VHiAcO2uT3U/TmcZ5HdwLdI/AAAAAAAACRU/3ia4P77kFD8/s640/IMG_5753.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Annual PJ pic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lufe3p7y4h4/TmcaIy5NxXI/AAAAAAAACRY/5YBpHx__Fg8/s1600/IMG_5776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lufe3p7y4h4/TmcaIy5NxXI/AAAAAAAACRY/5YBpHx__Fg8/s640/IMG_5776.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One night my mom bribed all of the kiddos to eat by promising cake with a candle.&amp;nbsp; We sang "Happy Labor Day" to them and they thought it was so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qLh-lZrS5Sc/TmcabPjZrpI/AAAAAAAACRg/aobKNV4TKZw/s1600/IMG_5805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qLh-lZrS5Sc/TmcabPjZrpI/AAAAAAAACRg/aobKNV4TKZw/s640/IMG_5805.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--QYJI3XA4qo/TmcatC0HdXI/AAAAAAAACRk/sxPyBAuIhoU/s1600/IMG_5811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--QYJI3XA4qo/TmcatC0HdXI/AAAAAAAACRk/sxPyBAuIhoU/s640/IMG_5811.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is where poor John spent most of his time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ChJscjIDwgo/TmcbACDnXjI/AAAAAAAACRs/BecanxvT7dU/s1600/IMG_5823.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ChJscjIDwgo/TmcbACDnXjI/AAAAAAAACRs/BecanxvT7dU/s640/IMG_5823.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We ate, and ate, and ate some more.&amp;nbsp; Fancy stuff too.&amp;nbsp; This was dessert one night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bBoMqWAkwyo/TmcbPBmrQSI/AAAAAAAACRw/i49TM9aaPn8/s1600/IMG_5824.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bBoMqWAkwyo/TmcbPBmrQSI/AAAAAAAACRw/i49TM9aaPn8/s640/IMG_5824.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Poached pears with mascarpone filling and fresh whipped cream.&amp;nbsp; Amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sgywv5siQTM/TmcbibihmaI/AAAAAAAACR0/7-qxWPZ46KY/s1600/IMG_5830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sgywv5siQTM/TmcbibihmaI/AAAAAAAACR0/7-qxWPZ46KY/s640/IMG_5830.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is really what SC looked like the entire weekend.&amp;nbsp; She is so happy allllll the time.&amp;nbsp; Love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cWzl_HQEqVw/TmcbxKD8XFI/AAAAAAAACR8/js6KxYTXR3Q/s1600/IMG_5839.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Every time I'm with my friends I am more and more amazed by all of them.&amp;nbsp; We are so blessed to have each other and I love them dearly!&amp;nbsp; Mom and John, thanks for letting us bombard every square inch of your house and for all that you did to help.&amp;nbsp; We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-npnZVfFZVlM/TmcZeit-R1I/AAAAAAAACRI/UPeN7g-zPik/s1600/IMG_5745.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-npnZVfFZVlM/TmcZeit-R1I/AAAAAAAACRI/UPeN7g-zPik/s640/IMG_5745.JPG" width="640" /&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/7183975133233736121-3532414338418134670?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3532414338418134670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/labor-day-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3532414338418134670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3532414338418134670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/labor-day-2011.html' title='Labor Day 2011'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4GM8YN1mhY/TmcXoAoJrDI/AAAAAAAACQc/Z6SlaMyYwMA/s72-c/IMG_5678.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-3105411306365273334</id><published>2011-08-27T15:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T15:07:00.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On second thought...</title><content type='html'>maybe the markers weren't such a great idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6YWnCY5Z5f8/TlQI8YPj-1I/AAAAAAAACP4/4hBoJZCNBBs/s1600/IMG_5575.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6YWnCY5Z5f8/TlQI8YPj-1I/AAAAAAAACP4/4hBoJZCNBBs/s640/IMG_5575.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At least their washable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-3105411306365273334?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3105411306365273334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/on-second-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3105411306365273334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3105411306365273334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/on-second-thought.html' title='On second thought...'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6YWnCY5Z5f8/TlQI8YPj-1I/AAAAAAAACP4/4hBoJZCNBBs/s72-c/IMG_5575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-8859900692686060798</id><published>2011-08-26T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T13:42:01.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope I never, ever forget moments like the one I had last night.&amp;nbsp; Since I have the world's worst memory, I better document it just in case.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last night after reading Bible stories and saying prayers, Miller cuddled up in my lap and let me rock him.&amp;nbsp; We do this many nights for a minute or two, but he's usually too wiggly to let it go on for too long.&amp;nbsp; Last night was very different.&amp;nbsp; He wrapped his sweet little chubby hand around mine, cuddled up close to me, and began commanding, "eyes", "nose", "lips".&amp;nbsp; For those not familiar with Millerese, "eyes" means butterfly kisses, "nose" means Eskimo kisses, and "lips" means regular kisses.&amp;nbsp; I promise you he repeated these orders at least a hundred times.&amp;nbsp; Obviously, I willingly obliged :) Every time I gave him butterfly kisses, he would explode with contagious giggles that made my heart feel like it might explode out of my chest.&amp;nbsp; After a while, his eyes began to grow heavy and I just stared at him while I rocked him.&amp;nbsp; Just when I thought it couldn't get any sweeter he'd look back into my eyes and smile.&amp;nbsp; Oh. my. goodness.&amp;nbsp; Melt me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now before anyone says, "I told you so" on the issue of rocking, as sweet as these moments are it makes all the difference in the world that I do not HAVE to rock him to sleep every night.&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful that he goes to sleep on his own and that we can truly just enjoy sweet moments like this occasionally.&amp;nbsp; Just had to get my Babywise disclaimer in there ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry again for no pictures.&amp;nbsp; I'd give anything to have had that moment captured.&amp;nbsp; This will just have to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-8859900692686060798?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8859900692686060798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/sweet-moments.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8859900692686060798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8859900692686060798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/sweet-moments.html' title='Sweet Moments'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-8063965533185624301</id><published>2011-08-25T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T19:53:23.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of K-2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller had his first day of K-2 Preschool yesterday!&amp;nbsp; He is attending the same preschool he went to last year and will go two days a week again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mh9PGsFpP6Q/TlbqiiOXA2I/AAAAAAAACP8/T3Ss6zWbYh8/s1600/IMG_5586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mh9PGsFpP6Q/TlbqiiOXA2I/AAAAAAAACP8/T3Ss6zWbYh8/s640/IMG_5586.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For some reason he plopped himself down in front of the door and wouldn't stand up.&amp;nbsp; Doesn't he know how first-day-of-school-pictures are taken?&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, an airplane decided to fly over our neighborhood so that got him up.&amp;nbsp; I was even able to slip his bag over his arm without him noticing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zXu5Cz0pP-0/TlbrKfuJULI/AAAAAAAACQE/_DXNmYRZjME/s1600/IMG_5617.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zXu5Cz0pP-0/TlbrKfuJULI/AAAAAAAACQE/_DXNmYRZjME/s640/IMG_5617.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We were so thankful to see so many familiar faces, especially this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FVtVYABMRUw/TlbsGKyaGbI/AAAAAAAACQI/CruAY64Bt9M/s1600/IMG_5632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FVtVYABMRUw/TlbsGKyaGbI/AAAAAAAACQI/CruAY64Bt9M/s640/IMG_5632.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ms. Jennifer was Miller's teacher last year and she liked him so much  that she moved up to the two year old class :)&amp;nbsp; Only kidding of course.&amp;nbsp;  We are so glad she did though!&amp;nbsp; We had an awesome year with her and  look forward to another great year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X8j1LnyGL98/TlbsbVeIwmI/AAAAAAAACQM/H_GdQ-lSyT8/s1600/IMG_5635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X8j1LnyGL98/TlbsbVeIwmI/AAAAAAAACQM/H_GdQ-lSyT8/s640/IMG_5635.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thanks for loving on our baby, Ms. Jennifer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-8063965533185624301?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8063965533185624301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-k-2.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8063965533185624301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8063965533185624301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-k-2.html' title='First Day of K-2'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mh9PGsFpP6Q/TlbqiiOXA2I/AAAAAAAACP8/T3Ss6zWbYh8/s72-c/IMG_5586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-4264345398504411069</id><published>2011-08-23T15:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T15:02:39.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls' Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi friends!&amp;nbsp; Did you all think I'd suffocated from poop and was never going to return?&amp;nbsp; By the way, that same scenario happened AGAIN a couple of days later.&amp;nbsp; We are now going full-footy-zip-up pajamas for naps and bedtime.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, I had a girls' beach trip planned for a long weekend and it was not a moment too soon.&amp;nbsp; It was supposed to be large group of my college girlfriends, but unfortunately it slowly dwindled down to just three of us.&amp;nbsp; We hated everyone couldn't be there, but it was still relaxing and fun anyway.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun to hang out, laugh, and talk (a LOT!) with these sweet girls.&amp;nbsp; I grow more thankful for these friendships with each passing day and don't know what I'd do without them.&amp;nbsp; There's just something about girl time.&amp;nbsp; Can I get an amen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qW0nUog_w74/TlQDiYXdCzI/AAAAAAAACPA/qdRAb6B80Bg/s1600/IMG_5581.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qW0nUog_w74/TlQDiYXdCzI/AAAAAAAACPA/qdRAb6B80Bg/s640/IMG_5581.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While we had fun in Panama City, Miller stayed with Poppy &amp;amp; Cissy in Birmingham.&amp;nbsp; They had a busy, busy time while he was there and Miller is still talking about all that they did.&amp;nbsp; Cindy had fun playing dress-up with all of her boys' old clothes and Dad got to be his big-kid self with his grandson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9V31j-2n4qg/TlQDk0DPb2I/AAAAAAAACPE/t86CpPPE-Cw/s1600/IMG_7872.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9V31j-2n4qg/TlQDk0DPb2I/AAAAAAAACPE/t86CpPPE-Cw/s640/IMG_7872.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They both look pretty pitiful in this one, but I think they were both exhausted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gEQHWHQtzVc/TlQDnzz5hDI/AAAAAAAACPI/Ms2DbxkCN5E/s1600/IMG_7879.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gEQHWHQtzVc/TlQDnzz5hDI/AAAAAAAACPI/Ms2DbxkCN5E/s640/IMG_7879.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Checking out the "big choo choo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTMwQ3QIkKY/TlQDsQqXYdI/AAAAAAAACPM/-u1fftdayoE/s1600/IMG_7890.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTMwQ3QIkKY/TlQDsQqXYdI/AAAAAAAACPM/-u1fftdayoE/s640/IMG_7890.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dad said he was loving it until the train actually started moving...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rMh82LAtE7g/TlQDwYgnovI/AAAAAAAACPQ/BJ63ZTYA8O8/s1600/IMG_7891.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rMh82LAtE7g/TlQDwYgnovI/AAAAAAAACPQ/BJ63ZTYA8O8/s640/IMG_7891.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They went to visit Merrye Summers who is always so sweet to Miller...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2LqV3-LUrFw/TlQD1UBlEtI/AAAAAAAACPU/R4uLVuQfFOc/s1600/IMG_7902.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2LqV3-LUrFw/TlQD1UBlEtI/AAAAAAAACPU/R4uLVuQfFOc/s640/IMG_7902.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and then headed to the McWane Center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-UnvC7onN8/TlQD4zwmhaI/AAAAAAAACPY/5y5I1yvfhVc/s1600/IMG_7922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-UnvC7onN8/TlQD4zwmhaI/AAAAAAAACPY/5y5I1yvfhVc/s640/IMG_7922.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gAyDEuuKcvs/TlQD7Xlw6jI/AAAAAAAACPc/6dIV0W8yeR0/s1600/IMG_7926.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gAyDEuuKcvs/TlQD7Xlw6jI/AAAAAAAACPc/6dIV0W8yeR0/s640/IMG_7926.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is funny to me.&amp;nbsp; Miller made a friend, Ryder, while they were there (my dad knows his grandfather who was with him, or something).&amp;nbsp; Anyway, I had JUST met this little cutie and his mom on Thursday when I was getting lunch with Katie.&amp;nbsp; Small world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EU8yW06UljE/TlQD8fsmnRI/AAAAAAAACPg/GEoh6kEg4EU/s1600/IMG_7945.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EU8yW06UljE/TlQD8fsmnRI/AAAAAAAACPg/GEoh6kEg4EU/s640/IMG_7945.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ADzaCIh4EKg/TlQD9KdizVI/AAAAAAAACPk/tNYe5MSJgGk/s1600/IMG_7955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ADzaCIh4EKg/TlQD9KdizVI/AAAAAAAACPk/tNYe5MSJgGk/s640/IMG_7955.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunday before church.&amp;nbsp; Bryant about croaked when he saw Miller in this sweet little outfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sWLzt01E490/TlQD-E0Re5I/AAAAAAAACPs/SJrGomSusU8/s1600/IMG_7970.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sWLzt01E490/TlQD-E0Re5I/AAAAAAAACPs/SJrGomSusU8/s640/IMG_7970.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-otCqNoRmE54/TlQGSuo7YCI/AAAAAAAACP0/PGP_vMu9ycs/s1600/IMG_7975.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-otCqNoRmE54/TlQGSuo7YCI/AAAAAAAACP0/PGP_vMu9ycs/s640/IMG_7975.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks for a great long weekend, Poppy &amp;amp; Cissy!&amp;nbsp; Miller had so much fun and I really enjoyed the getaway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-4264345398504411069?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4264345398504411069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/girls-trip.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4264345398504411069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4264345398504411069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/girls-trip.html' title='Girls&apos; Trip'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qW0nUog_w74/TlQDiYXdCzI/AAAAAAAACPA/qdRAb6B80Bg/s72-c/IMG_5581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-6990295871444993289</id><published>2011-08-10T22:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:32:15.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was one of those days.&amp;nbsp; Really, it's been one of those weeks.&amp;nbsp; Among other things, Miller napped for thirty minutes today {which is thirty minutes longer than he napped yesterday or the day before}.&amp;nbsp; I'm big on routine, so I always leave Miller in his crib for two hours during nap time {unless he's screaming his guts out or something}. &amp;nbsp; Today, although he was awake for most of the nap time, he was relatively quiet for the last hour or so.&amp;nbsp; At the end of the two hour mark, I had intentions of seeing if he might let me rock him and get a few more minutes of sleep.&amp;nbsp; I walked in and immediately smelled a dirty diaper.&amp;nbsp; I decided to leave all of the lights off and try to change him without getting him too riled up.&amp;nbsp; I had to turn on the lamp on the changing table and THANK THE LORD I did.&amp;nbsp; Disclaimer:&amp;nbsp; stop reading right now if you are squeamish about gross things. This.&amp;nbsp; will.&amp;nbsp; be.&amp;nbsp; gross.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poop.&amp;nbsp; Everywhere.&amp;nbsp; His hands were completely covered on all sides by it.&amp;nbsp; It was in his hair.&amp;nbsp; In his ears.&amp;nbsp; On his face.&amp;nbsp; On his clothes.&amp;nbsp; On my clothes from picking him up.&amp;nbsp; I glanced back at his crib.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NOfEBGQIQuk/TkNMNPNMHhI/AAAAAAAACO8/DJUIHnTxtf0/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NOfEBGQIQuk/TkNMNPNMHhI/AAAAAAAACO8/DJUIHnTxtf0/s320/photo.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It.&amp;nbsp; was.&amp;nbsp; everywhere.&amp;nbsp; On the bed.&amp;nbsp; All over the sheets.&amp;nbsp; On the bumper.&amp;nbsp; On his blanket.&amp;nbsp; On his stuffed animals.&amp;nbsp; On the rug below his bed.&amp;nbsp; Somehow the wall behind his crib was spared.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After two baths, a bottle of Clean-Up Clorox, two loads of laundry, and washing my hands 1, 253 times, and a fair share of gagging I think we got it all.&amp;nbsp; I tried to emphasize to Miller how very, very bad this was by telling him, "We don't play with poop."&amp;nbsp; To which he responded every time, "In da bed."&amp;nbsp; No buddy, we don't play with poop anywhere.&amp;nbsp; Got it?&amp;nbsp; Let's hope so.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-6990295871444993289?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6990295871444993289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-of-those-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/6990295871444993289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/6990295871444993289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days...'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NOfEBGQIQuk/TkNMNPNMHhI/AAAAAAAACO8/DJUIHnTxtf0/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-8605657394543312186</id><published>2011-08-07T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T19:02:08.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bjFCGsHNBPI/Tj8fWCw-sRI/AAAAAAAACOU/yTsOmWTdPLY/s640/IMG_5391.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_BLEpVLTJVI/Tj8filCQR1I/AAAAAAAACOY/251Xu8FnqjY/s1600/IMG_5405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_BLEpVLTJVI/Tj8filCQR1I/AAAAAAAACOY/251Xu8FnqjY/s640/IMG_5405.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The engineers trying to get Miller's bubble mower to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GV9q9LvLXCI/Tj8fuB3cIfI/AAAAAAAACOc/EdvXADA5vl4/s1600/IMG_5452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GV9q9LvLXCI/Tj8fuB3cIfI/AAAAAAAACOc/EdvXADA5vl4/s640/IMG_5452.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BoqaMgYh1LI/Tj8f5Ag_iDI/AAAAAAAACOk/Xrz4f4F_auQ/s1600/IMG_5457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BoqaMgYh1LI/Tj8f5Ag_iDI/AAAAAAAACOk/Xrz4f4F_auQ/s640/IMG_5457.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3zY8PNFRgM/Tj8gD0rgIkI/AAAAAAAACOo/IGG9frzryxY/s1600/IMG_5469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v3zY8PNFRgM/Tj8gD0rgIkI/AAAAAAAACOo/IGG9frzryxY/s640/IMG_5469.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brad and Lauren just returned from Hawaii and brought Miller this cute shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETGnic-Jg_c/Tj8gM283rdI/AAAAAAAACOs/UvuK0DcgG54/s1600/IMG_5482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ETGnic-Jg_c/Tj8gM283rdI/AAAAAAAACOs/UvuK0DcgG54/s640/IMG_5482.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The aftermath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-8605657394543312186?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8605657394543312186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/party-time.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8605657394543312186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8605657394543312186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/party-time.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-19ffddhdLzo/Tg0rN1yv8iI/AAAAAAAACEg/xYoePm-DGQ4/s72-c/invitation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-5269857724367162061</id><published>2011-08-04T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T19:50:54.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two, Part Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm back as promised!&amp;nbsp; I realize that 99.999999% of those of you who read my blog could care less about each and every little thing that Miller has learned to do, but I still want to document and remember this time.&amp;nbsp; I got a little nostalgic and started looking through old pictures and decided to do a little comparison...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;August 2, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IqjRWwRtxYU/TjipPM57tCI/AAAAAAAACM0/S61Iace0v1U/s1600/DSCN2029_2.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IqjRWwRtxYU/TjipPM57tCI/AAAAAAAACM0/S61Iace0v1U/s640/DSCN2029_2.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IN_CfUD7E4c/TjioaojsDGI/AAAAAAAACMc/ceSg23saALY/s1600/DSCN2314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;September 2, 2009 (One Month)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IN_CfUD7E4c/TjioaojsDGI/AAAAAAAACMc/ceSg23saALY/s1600/DSCN2314.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IN_CfUD7E4c/TjioaojsDGI/AAAAAAAACMc/ceSg23saALY/s640/DSCN2314.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IN_CfUD7E4c/TjioaojsDGI/AAAAAAAACMc/ceSg23saALY/s1600/DSCN2314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;August 2, 2010 (One Year Old)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBaYgLQGceA/Tjio-OZlE7I/AAAAAAAACMs/lEZiIMCDBJs/s1600/IMG_6961.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBaYgLQGceA/Tjio-OZlE7I/AAAAAAAACMs/lEZiIMCDBJs/s640/IMG_6961.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;August 2, 2011 (Two Years Old)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1giMSqCazB8/Tjiq-jGCmAI/AAAAAAAACM4/w77ea_eZwTw/s1600/IMG_5113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1giMSqCazB8/Tjiq-jGCmAI/AAAAAAAACM4/w77ea_eZwTw/s640/IMG_5113.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went to the doctor today and she said that everything looks great!&amp;nbsp; Here are his stats and what he is up to these days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Height 33.5 in (31%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weight 28.5 lbs. (59%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IqjRWwRtxYU/TjipPM57tCI/AAAAAAAACM0/S61Iace0v1U/s1600/DSCN2029_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vocabulary:&amp;nbsp; Miller is calling me "mommy" sometimes now and he sounds so much older&amp;nbsp; when he calls me that than when he says "mama".&amp;nbsp; Miller has definitely mastered all of his colors (probably about two months back) and we're working on shapes, letters, and counting.&amp;nbsp; He's almost mastered identifying triangles, squares, and circles.&amp;nbsp; He still skips numbers when he's counting, but is starting to get a little better at one-to-one correspondence {actually counting objects, not just calling out numbers in order - or more often, out of order}.&amp;nbsp; He firmly understands the concept of "1" and "2", but that's all.&amp;nbsp; He can identify and tell you the sounds of letters "A", "B", "C", "D" and sometimes "M" and "R".&amp;nbsp; He is also speaking in two or three word sentences frequently.&amp;nbsp; He can also finish lines to songs and nursery rhymes, which I think is so cute and so fun.&amp;nbsp; For example, "Baa Baa black sheep have you any &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;wool&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;nbsp; Yes sir!&amp;nbsp; Yes sir!&amp;nbsp; Three bags &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;full&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; One for the master and one for the &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;dame&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and one for the little boy who lives down the &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;lane&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;."&amp;nbsp; I was able to capture of few of these skills on camera, but not all of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c8b5a5f88e95ff20" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8b5a5f88e95ff20%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B66AC7E64CED4389BFF770B0CC6042DF7BB2B5B.4CC09360ABC7EDDC8A78D52136906508BC4EE9AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8b5a5f88e95ff20%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJraZRMvXYnkp9kJoraVLWw1sc8k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8b5a5f88e95ff20%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B66AC7E64CED4389BFF770B0CC6042DF7BB2B5B.4CC09360ABC7EDDC8A78D52136906508BC4EE9AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8b5a5f88e95ff20%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJraZRMvXYnkp9kJoraVLWw1sc8k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1673463117"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1673463118"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Miller is still in 18-24 month, but not for long.&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping we can make it to Fall before we have to go up to 2T to avoid buying summer clothes for only a couple of months.&amp;nbsp; The same applies to shoes.&amp;nbsp; He's still in his size 7 sandals, but there isn't any growing room left in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's just a phase:&amp;nbsp; This week Miller has cut his naps down to 30-40 minutes of sleep.&amp;nbsp; Not cool.&amp;nbsp; We also had a major naptime casualty the other day.&amp;nbsp; Monkey is in mommy's sewing hospital waiting to be fixed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9-avPMJyfgA/TjiopKeeRiI/AAAAAAAACMg/HwxkRxTuQto/s1600/IMG_5082.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9-avPMJyfgA/TjiopKeeRiI/AAAAAAAACMg/HwxkRxTuQto/s640/IMG_5082.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Foods:&amp;nbsp; Most of Miller's favorites are the same, but he has a new love for raisins.&amp;nbsp; Today {after he'd already had two boxes} I found him in the kitchen with the trash dumped out, because he saw a raisin box in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Toys:&amp;nbsp; He is still really into driving trucks, etc. and has found a new obsession with "bridges" and ramps.&amp;nbsp; He is also starting to build with blocks a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other tidbits:&amp;nbsp; Not much else to share, besides this cute pic from lunch the other day.&amp;nbsp; This hat has provided a lot of entertainment for him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0V7Kmq_glQU/Tjio_FwP5NI/AAAAAAAACMw/Fa6M7Pf02vo/s1600/photo+5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0V7Kmq_glQU/Tjio_FwP5NI/AAAAAAAACMw/Fa6M7Pf02vo/s640/photo+5.jpg" width="476" /&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/7183975133233736121-5269857724367162061?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5269857724367162061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/two-part-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5269857724367162061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5269857724367162061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/two-part-two.html' title='Two, Part Two'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IqjRWwRtxYU/TjipPM57tCI/AAAAAAAACM0/S61Iace0v1U/s72-c/DSCN2029_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-8532588139554373643</id><published>2011-08-02T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T20:38:32.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My sweet baby boy turned two today and we had so much fun celebrating all day long.&amp;nbsp; I have a feeling this post is going to pretty long, so I'll be postponing my normal developmental updates until a later post.&amp;nbsp; For now, I want to document this special day.&amp;nbsp; When I woke up this morning, I reminded myself that this will be the only second birthday this little boy has and I am lucky enough to share it with him.&amp;nbsp; This day wasn't going to be wasted on laundry or chores.&amp;nbsp; We started out with a round of "Happy Birthday" and a candle in a muffin for breakfast.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u6eN_9w4jUU/TjihixfErbI/AAAAAAAACLk/mRw6G9Ijn3E/s1600/IMG_5099.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u6eN_9w4jUU/TjihixfErbI/AAAAAAAACLk/mRw6G9Ijn3E/s640/IMG_5099.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0vpUHECb8hk/Tjihr_3X-2I/AAAAAAAACLs/BzrZReNftUo/s1600/IMG_5110.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0vpUHECb8hk/Tjihr_3X-2I/AAAAAAAACLs/BzrZReNftUo/s640/IMG_5110.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After playing "baketball shoot" and "baseball bayoon" (that would be hitting a balloon with a little baseball bat), we ran a few errands and visited Nana at work.&amp;nbsp; We were a little early for our lunch date, so I decided to go through a quick car wash.&amp;nbsp; Big mistake.&amp;nbsp; Miller was traumatized.&amp;nbsp; I really didn't even think about how scary that would be to a toddler.&amp;nbsp; My bad.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, as soon as we came out of it he was fine.&amp;nbsp; From there we met Kendall, Hunter, Hays, and a few other friends at Chick-fil-a.&amp;nbsp; Can I just give a quick shout-out to Chick-fil-a?&amp;nbsp; That is the best place to take toddlers out to eat, in my opinion.&amp;nbsp; The food is slightly more nutritious, everything is always so clean, they have tons of highchairs which are always equipped with plastic place mats, and they have a great indoor play center.&amp;nbsp; Sold.&amp;nbsp; We had five toddlers and five adults, so we were quite a sight.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully all of the little ones were well behaved and we didn't cause too much of a scene.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, I didn't get a group shot and all of the pictures I got of Miller playing looked like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4a4XBvt8UIw/Tjih0kw6V9I/AAAAAAAACLw/ut_tPeMFeUc/s1600/IMG_5132.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4a4XBvt8UIw/Tjih0kw6V9I/AAAAAAAACLw/ut_tPeMFeUc/s640/IMG_5132.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After nap, we went outside to see his birthday present.&amp;nbsp; He was so sweet and so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_75rV8tKxhs/Tjih-7RsSPI/AAAAAAAACL0/m1sSPEYyuk0/s1600/IMG_5160.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_75rV8tKxhs/Tjih-7RsSPI/AAAAAAAACL0/m1sSPEYyuk0/s640/IMG_5160.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tCDl2EZWpYQ/TjiiIdNAUwI/AAAAAAAACL4/XZlx_MFmts0/s1600/IMG_5165.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tCDl2EZWpYQ/TjiiIdNAUwI/AAAAAAAACL4/XZlx_MFmts0/s640/IMG_5165.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T_ATI64k10Y/TjiiRZkjbbI/AAAAAAAACMA/0xCRxnrR0ys/s1600/IMG_5175.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T_ATI64k10Y/TjiiRZkjbbI/AAAAAAAACMA/0xCRxnrR0ys/s640/IMG_5175.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6fG3cyBvsK8/Tjiibf17YKI/AAAAAAAACME/m2E9pIIXydo/s1600/IMG_5190.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6fG3cyBvsK8/Tjiibf17YKI/AAAAAAAACME/m2E9pIIXydo/s640/IMG_5190.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We only lasted about twenty minutes out there though since it was about 100 degrees today.&amp;nbsp; Miller requested "Cars" which I willingly obliged to as a good way to cool off a little.&amp;nbsp; Miller actually watched it for about 45 minutes, which is a record for him.&amp;nbsp; He might have lasted longer, but Daddy got home and playing with him is much more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we celebrated with another round of "Happy Birthday" and cupcakes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JJquJrwkH30/Tjiij_HfGuI/AAAAAAAACMI/mYHsvX5eduo/s1600/IMG_5206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JJquJrwkH30/Tjiij_HfGuI/AAAAAAAACMI/mYHsvX5eduo/s640/IMG_5206.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCCpM79T0eI/Tjiirt2GHKI/AAAAAAAACMM/3wPkVOD4AZA/s1600/IMG_5208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CCCpM79T0eI/Tjiirt2GHKI/AAAAAAAACMM/3wPkVOD4AZA/s640/IMG_5208.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AdTrmGRaShs/Tjii1LaUK1I/AAAAAAAACMU/iiGvMujEgtk/s1600/IMG_5216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AdTrmGRaShs/Tjii1LaUK1I/AAAAAAAACMU/iiGvMujEgtk/s640/IMG_5216.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FQ9dboCvo0o/Tjii9Wv48KI/AAAAAAAACMY/vStqWEphwak/s1600/IMG_5235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FQ9dboCvo0o/Tjii9Wv48KI/AAAAAAAACMY/vStqWEphwak/s640/IMG_5235.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Miller Man, you have rocked my world baby.&amp;nbsp; In such an incredible way.&amp;nbsp; I am so so BLESSED to be your mother and I'm so thankful for these past two years.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't seem possible that two years have passed since I looked into those baby blues for the first time.&amp;nbsp; You are growing into such a sweet,&amp;nbsp; fun, smart, laid-back little boy and watching you grow and learn is honestly the most amazing thing I've ever witnessed.&amp;nbsp; If ever I doubt our loving Creator, all it takes is one look at you.&amp;nbsp; I love you more than words could say.&amp;nbsp; Happy, happy birthday Mill Mill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-8532588139554373643?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8532588139554373643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/two.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8532588139554373643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8532588139554373643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/two.html' title='Two!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u6eN_9w4jUU/TjihixfErbI/AAAAAAAACLk/mRw6G9Ijn3E/s72-c/IMG_5099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-5210344247543148066</id><published>2011-07-31T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T21:28:51.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Balsam Mountain Preserve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello friends!&amp;nbsp; We've just returned from an almost week-long trip to &lt;a href="http://www.balsammountainpreserve.com/"&gt;Balsam Mountain Preserve&lt;/a&gt; in North Carolina.&amp;nbsp; It was absolutely beautiful and about twenty degrees cooler than sweet home Alabama.&amp;nbsp; Add that to the good company of Bryant's family and you've got yourself a successful trip.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I got to see this precious face a lot and soak up some baby lovin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4znzR-3BHGA/TjYChnY8R9I/AAAAAAAACLM/DI6Bb1ipoaQ/s1600/IMG_5078.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4znzR-3BHGA/TjYChnY8R9I/AAAAAAAACLM/DI6Bb1ipoaQ/s640/IMG_5078.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Although it was cooler than Alabama, it was still pretty hot.&amp;nbsp; The big boys spent a good bit of time playing golf and the girls and babies spent a fair amount of time at the pool.&amp;nbsp; They had the coolest baby pool with a waterfall, fountains, and best of all... a fence.&amp;nbsp; Miller loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H8-0THHo45s/TjX_fWz5TuI/AAAAAAAACJ4/fCbL7zIPky8/s1600/IMG_4866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H8-0THHo45s/TjX_fWz5TuI/AAAAAAAACJ4/fCbL7zIPky8/s640/IMG_4866.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9IHSsLlnD4/TjX_rjJy9QI/AAAAAAAACJ8/_RyAh8XRwKk/s1600/IMG_4871.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9IHSsLlnD4/TjX_rjJy9QI/AAAAAAAACJ8/_RyAh8XRwKk/s640/IMG_4871.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d-DwWebQp9g/TjX_1abS9AI/AAAAAAAACKE/3T0Cw2TPJJY/s1600/IMG_4886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d-DwWebQp9g/TjX_1abS9AI/AAAAAAAACKE/3T0Cw2TPJJY/s640/IMG_4886.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He also loved the big pool.&amp;nbsp; It is crazy to see the difference in how he acts around water since our beach trip just a few months ago.&amp;nbsp; He had so much fun playing with "Stott" and "Tate".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VS8OC_dNw-I/TjYABLWmPtI/AAAAAAAACKI/03-CyCmlhLE/s1600/IMG_4898.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VS8OC_dNw-I/TjYABLWmPtI/AAAAAAAACKI/03-CyCmlhLE/s640/IMG_4898.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-35AOcIF5vjg/TjYAE4xXKkI/AAAAAAAACKM/FAfdwfunt_8/s1600/IMG_4908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-35AOcIF5vjg/TjYAE4xXKkI/AAAAAAAACKM/FAfdwfunt_8/s640/IMG_4908.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When we were at the pool he looked like this a lot of the time:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-yYFunnfA8/TjYAzGfxOJI/AAAAAAAACKc/7NiP4cjcbbI/s1600/IMG_4936.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B-yYFunnfA8/TjYAzGfxOJI/AAAAAAAACKc/7NiP4cjcbbI/s640/IMG_4936.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet Scott and Daddy got a good workout and must have thrown Miller a thousand times.&amp;nbsp; As soon as he came up for air he'd shout, "More!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-41twayS--OA/TjYAlm808QI/AAAAAAAACKY/0G0IavomKL0/s1600/IMG_4924.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-41twayS--OA/TjYAlm808QI/AAAAAAAACKY/0G0IavomKL0/s640/IMG_4924.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little cutie spent a little time in the pool, but preferred the shade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qTOafZB5Ewg/TjYARXQ9dvI/AAAAAAAACKQ/fhMYyhUh1_g/s1600/IMG_4912.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qTOafZB5Ewg/TjYARXQ9dvI/AAAAAAAACKQ/fhMYyhUh1_g/s640/IMG_4912.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qTOafZB5Ewg/TjYARXQ9dvI/AAAAAAAACKQ/fhMYyhUh1_g/s1600/IMG_4912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Miller tried out Daddy's lollipop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fMkCCAIVySY/TjYA8uKNsDI/AAAAAAAACKg/ln34y9Hm4wE/s1600/IMG_4960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fMkCCAIVySY/TjYA8uKNsDI/AAAAAAAACKg/ln34y9Hm4wE/s640/IMG_4960.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and we think he liked it a little :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zoF9GzSQZMA/TjYBFz8qS2I/AAAAAAAACKo/g7dUi4XPCGg/s1600/IMG_4963.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zoF9GzSQZMA/TjYBFz8qS2I/AAAAAAAACKo/g7dUi4XPCGg/s640/IMG_4963.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After playing so hard in the pool, Miller tried out this new thing called "resting" and "cuddling" while he dried off and warmed up.&amp;nbsp; I enjoyed it thoroughly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TTNJZOafYbQ/TjYMYdNNqNI/AAAAAAAACLU/qdg1cwuo3ps/s1600/photo+1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TTNJZOafYbQ/TjYMYdNNqNI/AAAAAAAACLU/qdg1cwuo3ps/s640/photo+1.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TTNJZOafYbQ/TjYMYdNNqNI/AAAAAAAACLU/qdg1cwuo3ps/s1600/photo+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our attempt at a family pic.&amp;nbsp; Apparently I need to work on my posture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gs3fYPZGWo8/TjYBZEhZj9I/AAAAAAAACKs/LICVuy7HGXU/s1600/IMG_4994.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gs3fYPZGWo8/TjYBZEhZj9I/AAAAAAAACKs/LICVuy7HGXU/s640/IMG_4994.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;These two got along great...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iI8v5Vmqzkg/TjYBm48kkiI/AAAAAAAACKw/mR5Nvya8d8U/s1600/IMG_5006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iI8v5Vmqzkg/TjYBm48kkiI/AAAAAAAACKw/mR5Nvya8d8U/s640/IMG_5006.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBnoYHup1Y/TjYB9yrFWnI/AAAAAAAACK8/u3qvXpekXW0/s1600/IMG_5031.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4FBnoYHup1Y/TjYB9yrFWnI/AAAAAAAACK8/u3qvXpekXW0/s640/IMG_5031.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was all fun and games until Malley went for Miller's sippy cup.&amp;nbsp; He wasn't too sure about that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YV4BOrSV1NM/TjYBzJelPDI/AAAAAAAACK4/0fLymfuHMxs/s1600/IMG_5021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YV4BOrSV1NM/TjYBzJelPDI/AAAAAAAACK4/0fLymfuHMxs/s640/IMG_5021.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He forgave her by the next morning though and decided to teach her about the "stars", "cow", and "moon" on her blanket.&amp;nbsp; Malley kindly shared her car in return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y4RN9DSUIao/TjYCKyGUUOI/AAAAAAAACLA/GWN3-EIXuXU/s1600/IMG_5035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y4RN9DSUIao/TjYCKyGUUOI/AAAAAAAACLA/GWN3-EIXuXU/s640/IMG_5035.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The house that we stayed in had an unbelievable porch with comfy chairs, a beautiful fireplace, and a gorgeous view.&amp;nbsp; We spent a majority of the trip out there reading, drinking coffee, talking, making s'mores, and building "bidges".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bwiIlUxVCnI/TjYCX1DFT3I/AAAAAAAACLI/CpJn6DtHJeI/s1600/IMG_5050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bwiIlUxVCnI/TjYCX1DFT3I/AAAAAAAACLI/CpJn6DtHJeI/s640/IMG_5050.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Frank, Bryant and I hiked to the highest point in the preserve one day.&amp;nbsp; It was a pretty intense hike, but the view was well worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_KmoaO63QM/TjYMbLZISII/AAAAAAAACLY/lWwkSk1aIG4/s1600/photo+3.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_KmoaO63QM/TjYMbLZISII/AAAAAAAACLY/lWwkSk1aIG4/s1600/photo+3.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_KmoaO63QM/TjYMbLZISII/AAAAAAAACLY/lWwkSk1aIG4/s640/photo+3.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wlEXGAzD7qI/TjYMenRhu3I/AAAAAAAACLg/YPXN4oTouj8/s1600/photo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wlEXGAzD7qI/TjYMenRhu3I/AAAAAAAACLg/YPXN4oTouj8/s640/photo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller was a little whacked out sleep-wise on this trip, waking up two nights in the middle of the night and getting up uncharacteristically early.&amp;nbsp; The last day we were there he decided not to nap at all.&amp;nbsp; After two hours of playing in his pack n' play, I gave up.&amp;nbsp; When I brought him outside, he climbed straight in Nana's lap and fell right to sleep.&amp;nbsp; I don't think you understand how bizarre this is.&amp;nbsp; This child has only let someone rock him to sleep a handful of times and he NEVER falls asleep outside or out of a dark, quiet room for that matter.&amp;nbsp; He slept for an hour and I'm not sure who was happier, him or Nana.&amp;nbsp; {I was pretty happy too since I wasn't looking forward to taking a tired toddler out to eat.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_CnF6UompD0/TjYCsYQEyEI/AAAAAAAACLQ/kkecQKMGZ5k/s1600/IMG_5080.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_CnF6UompD0/TjYCsYQEyEI/AAAAAAAACLQ/kkecQKMGZ5k/s640/IMG_5080.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If he hadn't have had that nap, Mama might not have been able to enjoy this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6a4e9IYFMfU/TjYMcSrLQbI/AAAAAAAACLc/WXZrj2tgkqc/s1600/photo+4.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6a4e9IYFMfU/TjYMcSrLQbI/AAAAAAAACLc/WXZrj2tgkqc/s640/photo+4.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I earned it after that hike.&amp;nbsp; At least that's what I'm telling myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks for another wonderful trip Papa and Nana!&amp;nbsp; We had a great time and appreciate it so much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-5210344247543148066?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5210344247543148066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/balsam-mountain-preserve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5210344247543148066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5210344247543148066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/balsam-mountain-preserve.html' title='Balsam Mountain Preserve'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4znzR-3BHGA/TjYChnY8R9I/AAAAAAAACLM/DI6Bb1ipoaQ/s72-c/IMG_5078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-7201778768189703500</id><published>2011-07-24T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:47:52.197-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Kid</title><content type='html'>Look at this kid eating big boy snacks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-deuGpfpQQzU/TijK3ySvAwI/AAAAAAAACJc/olf-SJhGZLI/s1600/IMG_4645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-deuGpfpQQzU/TijK3ySvAwI/AAAAAAAACJc/olf-SJhGZLI/s640/IMG_4645.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;watering &lt;strike&gt;flowers&lt;/strike&gt; the driveway by himself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k8MuVSrjPPM/TixojUzAGyI/AAAAAAAACJ0/x_uXI5vosMQ/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k8MuVSrjPPM/TixojUzAGyI/AAAAAAAACJ0/x_uXI5vosMQ/s640/photo.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and eating his corn right off the cob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yILJ2oN2dMI/TijLLgl9hLI/AAAAAAAACJs/hBPwwmr5K0U/s1600/IMG_4847.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yILJ2oN2dMI/TijLLgl9hLI/AAAAAAAACJs/hBPwwmr5K0U/s640/IMG_4847.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yILJ2oN2dMI/TijLLgl9hLI/AAAAAAAACJs/hBPwwmr5K0U/s1600/IMG_4847.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think my baby is no longer a baby :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-7201778768189703500?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7201778768189703500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-kid.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7201778768189703500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7201778768189703500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/big-kid.html' title='Big Kid'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-deuGpfpQQzU/TijK3ySvAwI/AAAAAAAACJc/olf-SJhGZLI/s72-c/IMG_4645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-8819321134896178241</id><published>2011-07-20T21:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T21:06:03.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ty &amp; Mia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We just returned from a visit to Pop &amp;amp; Gran's house where we got to see these cuties...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mN8gIcH5Rg/Tid9enQ-zhI/AAAAAAAACIU/VoPeox_apSE/s1600/IMG_4757.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mN8gIcH5Rg/Tid9enQ-zhI/AAAAAAAACIU/VoPeox_apSE/s640/IMG_4757.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ty&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sPL1tbwnkdI/TieDKbiwGCI/AAAAAAAACJI/c3VuXUufGK0/s1600/IMG_4675.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sPL1tbwnkdI/TieDKbiwGCI/AAAAAAAACJI/c3VuXUufGK0/s640/IMG_4675.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mia {or "Mimi" as Miller called her}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ty &amp;amp; Mia are my step-brother, Jay's, twins.&amp;nbsp; They made the long journey up from Sarasota and we're always so glad to see them.&amp;nbsp; Here's a pic of Jay &amp;amp; Ty.&amp;nbsp; They don't look a thing alike do they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LXrtbuvyASg/Tid9-ZVW5YI/AAAAAAAACIk/MtVGvV-1-bg/s1600/IMG_4795.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LXrtbuvyASg/Tid9-ZVW5YI/AAAAAAAACIk/MtVGvV-1-bg/s640/IMG_4795.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids played so well together and were on a very similar schedule this year which made it easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JbLIaTvFZVs/TieC3RBhIJI/AAAAAAAACJE/z2aDalychbo/s1600/IMG_4704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JbLIaTvFZVs/TieC3RBhIJI/AAAAAAAACJE/z2aDalychbo/s640/IMG_4704.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UthjZs51ZMc/TieD8ugq2MI/AAAAAAAACJU/gM1daMJbZoA/s1600/IMG_4768.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UthjZs51ZMc/TieD8ugq2MI/AAAAAAAACJU/gM1daMJbZoA/s640/IMG_4768.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sPL1tbwnkdI/TieDKbiwGCI/AAAAAAAACJI/c3VuXUufGK0/s1600/IMG_4675.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We spent a lot of time on the boat and all of the little sailors got to drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn07fObL9mc/Tid8qxMuAsI/AAAAAAAACIE/XDFzWowcKec/s1600/IMG_4725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pn07fObL9mc/Tid8qxMuAsI/AAAAAAAACIE/XDFzWowcKec/s640/IMG_4725.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This trip, Miller got brave and decided to jump off of the boat to Pop a few times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3z9SB6q9TU/Tid83G2Li_I/AAAAAAAACII/z__Y0YPHQ-w/s1600/IMG_4744.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C3z9SB6q9TU/Tid83G2Li_I/AAAAAAAACII/z__Y0YPHQ-w/s640/IMG_4744.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mUpTqsTRH7s/TieDiDbPAaI/AAAAAAAACJM/jbixVG01EO0/s1600/IMG_4746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mUpTqsTRH7s/TieDiDbPAaI/AAAAAAAACJM/jbixVG01EO0/s640/IMG_4746.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Miller &amp;amp; Ty scoped out Chimney Rock.&amp;nbsp; Miller said, "Jump" a few times, but Mama wasn't down with that.&amp;nbsp; Maybe in a few years.&amp;nbsp; Maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ouZAux7Vqpw/Tid9OCIF3ZI/AAAAAAAACIQ/LGvdzx3wDqc/s1600/IMG_4754.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ouZAux7Vqpw/Tid9OCIF3ZI/AAAAAAAACIQ/LGvdzx3wDqc/s640/IMG_4754.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This was the closest thing to a family pic we could get while we were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-StuK4Pxb_Zo/Tid9m_CozwI/AAAAAAAACIY/SUg8CMko2ms/s1600/IMG_4774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-StuK4Pxb_Zo/Tid9m_CozwI/AAAAAAAACIY/SUg8CMko2ms/s640/IMG_4774.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We also tried to reenact the pic Gran was so lucky to get.&amp;nbsp; Fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-483Te9SDg/Tid9xe7u1UI/AAAAAAAACIc/R2ZHsE5W3dI/s1600/IMG_4787.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-483Te9SDg/Tid9xe7u1UI/AAAAAAAACIc/R2ZHsE5W3dI/s640/IMG_4787.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pop did get a few cuddles though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HmyQNsThlck/Tid-SG3r5HI/AAAAAAAACIo/t01FHf_dD98/s1600/IMG_4807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HmyQNsThlck/Tid-SG3r5HI/AAAAAAAACIo/t01FHf_dD98/s640/IMG_4807.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of the kiddos said their goodbyes last night since the Alexander clan was getting up at 5:30 to head back to Florida.&amp;nbsp; They were so sweet to share a few hugs and kisses with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbWoCLRN4bg/Tid-gUNT41I/AAAAAAAACIs/STbjHbOJ4bE/s1600/IMG_4812.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbWoCLRN4bg/Tid-gUNT41I/AAAAAAAACIs/STbjHbOJ4bE/s640/IMG_4812.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5JfoR9w3Iyo/Tid-t5zUgdI/AAAAAAAACI0/JXmLCIvo1PI/s1600/IMG_4813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5JfoR9w3Iyo/Tid-t5zUgdI/AAAAAAAACI0/JXmLCIvo1PI/s640/IMG_4813.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aunt Amy and Miller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xeYBYSYeCbg/Tid_PHQySmI/AAAAAAAACI8/rziKxA8VXPQ/s1600/IMG_4831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xeYBYSYeCbg/Tid_PHQySmI/AAAAAAAACI8/rziKxA8VXPQ/s640/IMG_4831.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They've all grown so much since our visit last year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmjPj4p1pH8/TieIcm806ZI/AAAAAAAACJY/XzrRJa2iSQE/s1600/IMG_7661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmjPj4p1pH8/TieIcm806ZI/AAAAAAAACJY/XzrRJa2iSQE/s640/IMG_7661.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1QF6Jv4VVYY/Tid_A5k5KbI/AAAAAAAACI4/A5q1hAkgJtc/s1600/IMG_4817.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1QF6Jv4VVYY/Tid_A5k5KbI/AAAAAAAACI4/A5q1hAkgJtc/s640/IMG_4817.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was so fun to see you Jay, Amy, Ty, and "Mimi"!&amp;nbsp; We can't wait to see you next summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-8819321134896178241?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8819321134896178241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-just-returned-from-visit-to-pop.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8819321134896178241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8819321134896178241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-just-returned-from-visit-to-pop.html' title='Ty &amp; Mia'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mN8gIcH5Rg/Tid9enQ-zhI/AAAAAAAACIU/VoPeox_apSE/s72-c/IMG_4757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-5937010604446261780</id><published>2011-07-14T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T13:47:10.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confesssions of a Hypocritical Mother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Miller,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is what I had for lunch today after feeding you milk, chicken, carrots, and potatoes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVDTrYyjSOI/Th84-o3TJJI/AAAAAAAACH8/9U5eH5d3Exg/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVDTrYyjSOI/Th84-o3TJJI/AAAAAAAACH8/9U5eH5d3Exg/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, and I also ate it in the den on the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will however partially blame your 20 minute screaming tantrum for the junk fest.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure where it came from and I don't think you know either.&amp;nbsp; After almost hyperventilating from crying so hard, you suddenly laughed, looked at me, and said, "What was that?"&amp;nbsp; Good question, buddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You are currently still awake even though you've been in your bed for almost thirty minutes.&amp;nbsp; I promise that if you don't go to sleep we'll both have a tantrum like that this afternoon.&amp;nbsp; And I'll probably be forced to eat another cupcake without you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Your hypocritical mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-5937010604446261780?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5937010604446261780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/confesssions-of-hypocritical-mother.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5937010604446261780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5937010604446261780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/confesssions-of-hypocritical-mother.html' title='Confesssions of a Hypocritical Mother'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVDTrYyjSOI/Th84-o3TJJI/AAAAAAAACH8/9U5eH5d3Exg/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-692917943933730236</id><published>2011-07-11T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T20:04:29.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Malley's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We got to watch this little cutie get baptized Sunday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zqc7l1HDm54/ThuYZTtSlDI/AAAAAAAACHk/eR_woDHEEYY/s1600/IMG_4614.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zqc7l1HDm54/ThuYZTtSlDI/AAAAAAAACHk/eR_woDHEEYY/s640/IMG_4614.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went to Tuscaloosa for the whole weekend, so we had lots of opportunities to play with Malley Girl.&amp;nbsp; Miller even shared a sticker or two with her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iEjrYu_aQZQ/ThuXI2A6WoI/AAAAAAAACGU/yQhcEf1e4b0/s1600/IMG_4512.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iEjrYu_aQZQ/ThuXI2A6WoI/AAAAAAAACGU/yQhcEf1e4b0/s640/IMG_4512.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And a kiss or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-NSG0e3Gho/ThuXUDfdPlI/AAAAAAAACGY/_QyPcCbcv-A/s1600/IMG_4530.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-NSG0e3Gho/ThuXUDfdPlI/AAAAAAAACGY/_QyPcCbcv-A/s640/IMG_4530.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Le6s6UfJfcE/ThuXdmXUvsI/AAAAAAAACGg/Uqez0UMA8gc/s1600/IMG_4540.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Le6s6UfJfcE/ThuXdmXUvsI/AAAAAAAACGg/Uqez0UMA8gc/s640/IMG_4540.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malley did great on her big day!&amp;nbsp; She was so sweet the whole time Reverand Cain talked and only cried a little bit when he actually baptized her.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lv-3T57O6Bk/ThuXnit--TI/AAAAAAAACG8/v3kYndiorCo/s1600/IMG_4560.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lv-3T57O6Bk/ThuXnit--TI/AAAAAAAACG8/v3kYndiorCo/s640/IMG_4560.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Malley and Nana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e16FrbmtvE0/ThuXwfqcmSI/AAAAAAAACHA/Y7NMaX0NGRQ/s1600/IMG_4572.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e16FrbmtvE0/ThuXwfqcmSI/AAAAAAAACHA/Y7NMaX0NGRQ/s640/IMG_4572.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e16FrbmtvE0/ThuXwfqcmSI/AAAAAAAACHA/Y7NMaX0NGRQ/s1600/IMG_4572.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Reverend Cain talked about how "Malley" means "sweet as honey" and "Frances" means "free".&amp;nbsp; He incorporated Psalm 119:103 which says, "How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth!"&amp;nbsp; and the freedom we find through Christ's grace.&amp;nbsp; I had no idea her name meant so much and it was such a beautiful, personal message. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-icdkjFtWPw0/ThuX5_CA7jI/AAAAAAAACHE/9v_hTl2xSIc/s1600/IMG_4576.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-icdkjFtWPw0/ThuX5_CA7jI/AAAAAAAACHE/9v_hTl2xSIc/s640/IMG_4576.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The big moment...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aR2OlU7x7z8/ThuX9r39urI/AAAAAAAACHI/qypZuLGDLyU/s1600/IMG_4586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aR2OlU7x7z8/ThuX9r39urI/AAAAAAAACHI/qypZuLGDLyU/s640/IMG_4586.JPG" width="482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She recovered quickly and snacked on her fingers a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IAMkZF0JbN4/ThuYGrAw2fI/AAAAAAAACHU/k4I9kWXF-EE/s1600/IMG_4592.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IAMkZF0JbN4/ThuYGrAw2fI/AAAAAAAACHU/k4I9kWXF-EE/s640/IMG_4592.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's a shot of most of the family right after the service:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zz4UWtzZsjA/ThuYRvzLCjI/AAAAAAAACHg/PUdTyV8zfq4/s1600/IMG_4601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zz4UWtzZsjA/ThuYRvzLCjI/AAAAAAAACHg/PUdTyV8zfq4/s640/IMG_4601.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And our attempt at a picture including Miller since he was in the nursery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TldshlW5gXY/ThuYhfu6_PI/AAAAAAAACHs/F2N0knDWMe8/s1600/IMG_4618.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TldshlW5gXY/ThuYhfu6_PI/AAAAAAAACHs/F2N0knDWMe8/s640/IMG_4618.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Afterward, we went to Kate &amp;amp; Scott's house for a delicious lunch.&amp;nbsp; I didn't get any pictures there, but&amp;nbsp; you can take my word that everything was beautiful and oh so yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malley Girl, we're so honored and happy that we got to be a part of such a monumental day in your life.&amp;nbsp; We meant what we said when we promised to support your mommy and daddy in bringing you up to know Jesus as your Savior.&amp;nbsp; We pray for you every night and can't wait to see the little lady you become.&amp;nbsp; We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-692917943933730236?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/692917943933730236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/malleys-baptism.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/692917943933730236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/692917943933730236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/malleys-baptism.html' title='Malley&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zqc7l1HDm54/ThuYZTtSlDI/AAAAAAAACHk/eR_woDHEEYY/s72-c/IMG_4614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-5948375202016044412</id><published>2011-07-06T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T21:02:28.585-05:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow.&amp;nbsp; Miller is one month shy of being TWO!&amp;nbsp; Crazy.&amp;nbsp; Here's what he's up to these days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mi1MbJ3n7UA/ThUL2BOjuqI/AAAAAAAACF8/6nYu4yU84hE/s1600/IMG_4003.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mi1MbJ3n7UA/ThUL2BOjuqI/AAAAAAAACF8/6nYu4yU84hE/s640/IMG_4003.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vocabulary:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; Miller can now count to eight {sort of}.&amp;nbsp; We sometimes have to say "three" for him and he always skips seven, but that is pretty good in my book.&amp;nbsp; I had planned to get a video of him counting using his cute little pop-up bug book until I found it like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-754rGdsAyCE/ThUMG4SG3iI/AAAAAAAACGM/M5l_AXyoZgU/s1600/IMG_4503.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-754rGdsAyCE/ThUMG4SG3iI/AAAAAAAACGM/M5l_AXyoZgU/s640/IMG_4503.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bye-Bye bugs.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, I'll work on it and get back to you.&amp;nbsp; I actually just discovered he could count this high TODAY.&amp;nbsp; Crazy.&amp;nbsp; We were driving down the road and I'm not exactly sure what we were counting, but Miller said, "One, Two" and I said, "Three" thinking he needs to learn what comes next.&amp;nbsp; Much to my surprise he spouted out, "Four, Five, Six, Eight".&amp;nbsp; I love his little sponge brain :)&amp;nbsp; He's probably wishing he hadn't revealed this knowledge to me.&amp;nbsp; I think I've made him count a hundred times since I discovered it this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He also loves to say, "Hold it" these days when he wants to hold something himself or if he wants a whole piece of food {like a piece of bread, a banana, etc}.&amp;nbsp; The phrase becomes "hold you" if he's scared of something and wants to be held.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Daddy has also taught him the phrase "stab it" for when he's trying to get food on his fork.&amp;nbsp; Don't blame me when he's a serial killer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We're still working on "please" and "thank you".&amp;nbsp; I guess we'll always be working on those :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sizes:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; 5 diaper, 7 shoe, 24 month clothes {some 2T}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hope it's just a phase:&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Miller is now scared of the drain in the bathtub.&amp;nbsp; He does not want us to drain the tub until he is completely out of the bathroom for some reason.&amp;nbsp; We're not sure when or why this started.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Foods:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Miller has discovered sugar and I should probably note that his &lt;i&gt;true&lt;/i&gt; favorites are juice, cookies, and cake.&amp;nbsp; However, those items are not on the menu at Casa de Mastin :) So, favorites&amp;nbsp; that he actually &lt;i&gt;gets&lt;/i&gt; on a regular basis are milk, carrots, prunes, spinach, cauliflower, crackers, bananas, and bread.&amp;nbsp; I'm really not lying when I say these are his favorites.&amp;nbsp; He asks for these things and usually wants more when they're gone.&amp;nbsp; Over under on how long this will last??&amp;nbsp; He's still not big on meat or chicken, but does okay with fish and eggs.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry, he does get those favorite treats occasionally.&amp;nbsp; Remember, the child has three sets of grandparents :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mi1MbJ3n7UA/ThUL2BOjuqI/AAAAAAAACF8/6nYu4yU84hE/s1600/IMG_4003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Toys:&lt;/b&gt; Miller has always loved trucks, but this month I've noticed him taking it to a whole new level.&amp;nbsp; The tractor book in the picture below could seriously occupy him for hours.&amp;nbsp; He "drives" that thing all over the house.&amp;nbsp; I always take it with us wherever we go because he plays with it so well.&amp;nbsp; He's also beginning to like little cars and trucks that he can hold in his hand more than big trucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zg8s7VEi7ls/ThUL67SpA-I/AAAAAAAACGA/STh9q0nfb7M/s1600/IMG_4475.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zg8s7VEi7ls/ThUL67SpA-I/AAAAAAAACGA/STh9q0nfb7M/s640/IMG_4475.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller has recently starting loving TV.&amp;nbsp; Up until a few months ago, he would only sit still and watch ten minutes of a cartoon.&amp;nbsp; Now, he'd watch it for hours if I'd let him {I think}.&amp;nbsp; I try really hard to only let him watch about thirty minutes of TV, but I'd be lying if I told you I never broke that rule.&amp;nbsp; It's so tempting when you have a lot to do!&amp;nbsp; Plus, look how sweet he is when he's watching it.&amp;nbsp; {Sorry for the picture quality.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FbWC3oXd32I/ThUNgygsT5I/AAAAAAAACGQ/UFZfCmrOij8/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FbWC3oXd32I/ThUNgygsT5I/AAAAAAAACGQ/UFZfCmrOij8/s640/photo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other tidbits:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I noticed this month that Miller is beginning to recognize the places we go.&amp;nbsp; For example, if we turn left onto 431 from our house he says "chuwch".&amp;nbsp; If we get into Albertville he'll either say "school" or "gym".&amp;nbsp; One time I told him we were going to play with Hunter and Hays, but I didn't clarify that we weren't going to their house.&amp;nbsp; When I turned right out of our neighborhood {away from their house} he pitched a fit until I explained where we were going.&amp;nbsp; Clever little stinker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I guess all that's left to do now is to let the birthday countdown begin!&amp;nbsp; I have about 27 days to get everything in order for the big day!&amp;nbsp; First on the list, tissues for this nostalgic mommy :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-5948375202016044412?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5948375202016044412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/23-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5948375202016044412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5948375202016044412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/23-months.html' title='23 Months'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mi1MbJ3n7UA/ThUL2BOjuqI/AAAAAAAACF8/6nYu4yU84hE/s72-c/IMG_4003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-2319736954622773545</id><published>2011-07-04T21:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T21:30:47.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Independence Day!&amp;nbsp; We just returned from a long weekend on Lake Martin.&amp;nbsp; As always, it was so much fun and relaxing.&amp;nbsp; For the first time, Miller loved the water.&amp;nbsp; He really couldn't get enough of it.&amp;nbsp; It actually gave me a little hope that we can work on swimming some this summer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XOjzkbVLvCw/ThJe9MRnhHI/AAAAAAAACEk/jiUO8cTnKf0/s1600/IMG_4310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XOjzkbVLvCw/ThJe9MRnhHI/AAAAAAAACEk/jiUO8cTnKf0/s640/IMG_4310.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_7Cv4ECQg4/ThJfKAW7B1I/AAAAAAAACEo/KNp_xODhhL0/s1600/IMG_4326.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_7Cv4ECQg4/ThJfKAW7B1I/AAAAAAAACEo/KNp_xODhhL0/s640/IMG_4326.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u4leKp-_Ffw/ThJfXA-JnGI/AAAAAAAACE8/kGX7G3NtOJk/s640/IMG_4367.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HVZVRw6mwlQ/ThJfZin5ntI/AAAAAAAACFA/spTZXX0FEsE/s1600/IMG_4369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HVZVRw6mwlQ/ThJfZin5ntI/AAAAAAAACFA/spTZXX0FEsE/s640/IMG_4369.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SL2l8-53I0I/ThJfb0CjUqI/AAAAAAAACFE/ANRnEGtuRag/s1600/IMG_4372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SL2l8-53I0I/ThJfb0CjUqI/AAAAAAAACFE/ANRnEGtuRag/s640/IMG_4372.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OEVLl41lOz0/ThJfzrVmDEI/AAAAAAAACFU/cGM6wj3YVBs/s1600/IMG_4430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OEVLl41lOz0/ThJfzrVmDEI/AAAAAAAACFU/cGM6wj3YVBs/s640/IMG_4430.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9q8D7jfFArc/ThJf9DC0gYI/AAAAAAAACFg/HLY_GrqZfIU/s1600/IMG_4433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9q8D7jfFArc/ThJf9DC0gYI/AAAAAAAACFg/HLY_GrqZfIU/s640/IMG_4433.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rlx_6n1ymSU/ThJgKOLxMSI/AAAAAAAACFk/TudLyKwwgPA/s1600/IMG_4434.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rlx_6n1ymSU/ThJgKOLxMSI/AAAAAAAACFk/TudLyKwwgPA/s640/IMG_4434.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was so glad to see that he didn't mind going under.&amp;nbsp; He probably swallowed ten gallons of lake water though.&amp;nbsp; We'll have to work on closing his mouth and eyes when he goes under.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5x_QiHYqrw/ThJgV6EfTYI/AAAAAAAACFs/l78OTg1yWlc/s1600/IMG_4435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5x_QiHYqrw/ThJgV6EfTYI/AAAAAAAACFs/l78OTg1yWlc/s640/IMG_4435.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sure the play-by-play picture roll is enough for most of you, but we did get a pretty cute video of him sliding and "swimming" too.&amp;nbsp; I love how much he's talking now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-890f7aa5c7cf3a03" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D890f7aa5c7cf3a03%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD87400AB42BBC6F80AECF52C137710F294060E9.3AD070FACFD7A99C5F110ADD06B8BC1DA230C615%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D890f7aa5c7cf3a03%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLfSVpZFU1HPyxYdHB2nYOwgWoTw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D890f7aa5c7cf3a03%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD87400AB42BBC6F80AECF52C137710F294060E9.3AD070FACFD7A99C5F110ADD06B8BC1DA230C615%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D890f7aa5c7cf3a03%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLfSVpZFU1HPyxYdHB2nYOwgWoTw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; We had one storm on Sunday afternoon, so we had to play inside for a little after Miller's nap.&amp;nbsp; La La and Brad helped provide some fun &lt;strike&gt;accessories&lt;/strike&gt; entertainment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29pNI-aC-Iw/ThJfpZ5PwkI/AAAAAAAACFI/P5SXrLA5nEA/s1600/IMG_4377.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0DxXH2yt-U/ThJgftsSl3I/AAAAAAAACF0/b2li0UVenaQ/s1600/IMG_4457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--0DxXH2yt-U/ThJgftsSl3I/AAAAAAAACF0/b2li0UVenaQ/s640/IMG_4457.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It was such a wonderful weekend and all of the fun reminded me of the freedoms we enjoy in the good ole USA.&amp;nbsp; I for one am extremely thankful.&amp;nbsp; I hope you all had a blessed 4th as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-2319736954622773545?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2319736954622773545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/2319736954622773545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/2319736954622773545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XOjzkbVLvCw/ThJe9MRnhHI/AAAAAAAACEk/jiUO8cTnKf0/s72-c/IMG_4310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-3687227688380770585</id><published>2011-06-29T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T21:07:17.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Playdates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We've had a couple of fun playdates with friends this summer.&amp;nbsp; For the first, we went to Courtney's house to play with Saylor.&amp;nbsp; Kendall and Hays came too {Hunter was sick and stayed with his daddy}.&amp;nbsp; We were so busy talking I failed to take many pictures, but I did get a few...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wkILgJCfu0M/TgvWztB8N5I/AAAAAAAACDk/mDksM7l4iJA/s1600/IMG_3842.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wkILgJCfu0M/TgvWztB8N5I/AAAAAAAACDk/mDksM7l4iJA/s640/IMG_3842.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Miller LOVED Saylor's big sandbox and the slide in his baby pool.&amp;nbsp; He also LOVED the pizza we had for lunch :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YjLOfkeL1fI/TgvXEZUMyDI/AAAAAAAACDw/ye_iy-HV2eQ/s1600/IMG_3853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YjLOfkeL1fI/TgvXEZUMyDI/AAAAAAAACDw/ye_iy-HV2eQ/s640/IMG_3853.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last week we went to Lori's mom's house to play.&amp;nbsp; We had so much fun and hope to do it again soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHGo1jErH5I/TgvXNl_Ks8I/AAAAAAAACD0/NKuQxtWqzZc/s1600/IMG_4117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yHGo1jErH5I/TgvXNl_Ks8I/AAAAAAAACD0/NKuQxtWqzZc/s640/IMG_4117.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hays &amp;amp; Hunter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4i8zBJq81g/TgvXWxcWvvI/AAAAAAAACD4/YV4q_qAKASQ/s1600/IMG_4123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v4i8zBJq81g/TgvXWxcWvvI/AAAAAAAACD4/YV4q_qAKASQ/s640/IMG_4123.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sweet Turner enjoying one of the many baby pools Lori had out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Je-ELlFY5Uk/TgvXfpLnSdI/AAAAAAAACEA/RvTOOS6xyH4/s1600/IMG_4129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Je-ELlFY5Uk/TgvXfpLnSdI/AAAAAAAACEA/RvTOOS6xyH4/s640/IMG_4129.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-44BdjK0lR2U/TgvXtc0DH0I/AAAAAAAACEE/Lyf_EZIWTPs/s1600/IMG_4135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-44BdjK0lR2U/TgvXtc0DH0I/AAAAAAAACEE/Lyf_EZIWTPs/s640/IMG_4135.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kggmqg7mta4/TgvX7C1la3I/AAAAAAAACEI/kuC6WRilIEE/s1600/IMG_4143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kggmqg7mta4/TgvX7C1la3I/AAAAAAAACEI/kuC6WRilIEE/s640/IMG_4143.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nicki &amp;amp; Mia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k3aT474QQhs/TgvX_VtzzlI/AAAAAAAACEM/RxnU-DF_b_4/s1600/IMG_4172.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k3aT474QQhs/TgvX_VtzzlI/AAAAAAAACEM/RxnU-DF_b_4/s640/IMG_4172.JPG" width="470" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hudson came to play for a few minutes after he finished his swim lessons.&amp;nbsp; Sorry the picture's blurry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2KaefcYF2g/TgvYJL9ai7I/AAAAAAAACEU/ppujqmMPLCU/s1600/IMG_4182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q2KaefcYF2g/TgvYJL9ai7I/AAAAAAAACEU/ppujqmMPLCU/s640/IMG_4182.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Precious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXLO4-nEka0/TgvYTvVw-YI/AAAAAAAACEY/4yGXdJawQ9I/s1600/IMG_4210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hXLO4-nEka0/TgvYTvVw-YI/AAAAAAAACEY/4yGXdJawQ9I/s640/IMG_4210.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller always has fun borrowing Turner's Jumperoo.&amp;nbsp; This was one of the only non-blurry pictures of him in it since he was usually going a hundred miles an hour in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; We're so thankful for these sweet friends and hope to have them over to our house soon once we finish getting the back yard and porch fixed up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-3687227688380770585?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3687227688380770585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-playdates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3687227688380770585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3687227688380770585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-playdates.html' title='Summer Playdates'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wkILgJCfu0M/TgvWztB8N5I/AAAAAAAACDk/mDksM7l4iJA/s72-c/IMG_3842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-5185698105449639772</id><published>2011-06-26T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T20:21:43.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint, Pudding &amp; Pizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello friends!&amp;nbsp; I hope you've had a great weekend!&amp;nbsp; I spent most of mine looking at this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B1pOWfhqgiE/TgfXB5MG5iI/AAAAAAAACDA/JA_30uS9ZU8/s1600/IMG_4228.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B1pOWfhqgiE/TgfXB5MG5iI/AAAAAAAACDA/JA_30uS9ZU8/s640/IMG_4228.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and these...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VDG1gTnRqX4/TgfYyym-mcI/AAAAAAAACDg/1K1Z8HKqT20/s1600/IMG_4287.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VDG1gTnRqX4/TgfYyym-mcI/AAAAAAAACDg/1K1Z8HKqT20/s640/IMG_4287.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was actually a little therapeutic to be outside all day, painting, and listening to praise music on Pandora.&amp;nbsp; About halfway through I'll admit I felt a little like Tom Sawyer.&amp;nbsp; Only none of my friends came by for me to trick into helping me.&amp;nbsp; While I was busy painting, Bryant and Miller spent some quality time together.&amp;nbsp; Apparently they covered themselves with stickers and ate chocolate pudding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SzeNRFSdizQ/TgfXy2_H8TI/AAAAAAAACDY/Qd4xM374dYg/s1600/photo.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SzeNRFSdizQ/TgfXy2_H8TI/AAAAAAAACDY/Qd4xM374dYg/s640/photo.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also interrupted a game or two of truck-riding-dodge-ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p25QvfcqKCk/TgfXNbJqUnI/AAAAAAAACDE/ydrepcWuUBY/s1600/IMG_4262.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p25QvfcqKCk/TgfXNbJqUnI/AAAAAAAACDE/ydrepcWuUBY/s640/IMG_4262.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;About ten minutes after I finished the second coat on the porch, I heard some serious thunder heading our way.&amp;nbsp; Bryant helped me haul the boards that we took off of the porch {the ones that cover the edges of the screen when we put it back on} down to the garage since I still needed to paint them.&amp;nbsp; I had just started painting them when the bottom fell out.&amp;nbsp; I was hoping that the paint job I just finished wouldn't be totally ruined since the rain wouldn't be hitting it directly.&amp;nbsp; I worried about the stairs since they're not covered.&amp;nbsp; My fears were multiplied when I saw this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-psIbIym8txE/TgfWz3uE8SI/AAAAAAAACC0/wwK7HiIQwKM/s1600/IMG_4227.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-psIbIym8txE/TgfWz3uE8SI/AAAAAAAACC0/wwK7HiIQwKM/s640/IMG_4227.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We took the drainpipe {is that the correct term?} off so I could paint behind it and the water was conveniently directed right on top of the steps.&amp;nbsp; Woops.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully, off all the things to have to repaint the stairs are the easiest by far.&amp;nbsp; I haven't had a chance to fully examine the outside rails of the porch, but I think they are fine.&amp;nbsp; I still have another coat to put on the boards in the garage and then Bryant has to hang the new screen, put on the new door, and reassemble said boards.&amp;nbsp; I also want to do another coat on the floor once the first one dries thoroughly.&amp;nbsp; I'll be sure to get a picture of it when it's all finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I've been busy outside, we've eaten our fair amount of junk/fast food this weekend.&amp;nbsp; We ordered pizza tonight.&amp;nbsp; Big boy Miller didn't want me to cut his up for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-75BtndvXc38/TgfXkHlb-0I/AAAAAAAACDM/uNC2NgDH8j0/s1600/IMG_4289.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-75BtndvXc38/TgfXkHlb-0I/AAAAAAAACDM/uNC2NgDH8j0/s640/IMG_4289.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller also had steamed cauliflower on his plate and he asked for THREE helpings of it.&amp;nbsp; Let me break it down for you, baby boy had PIZZA in his hand and he CHOSE steamed cauliflower.&amp;nbsp; He didn't just eat the veggie, he INHALED it and asked for more.&amp;nbsp; I'm one&amp;nbsp; proud mama.&amp;nbsp; Bryant and I were cracking up and decided to take a picture to show him when he's eight.&amp;nbsp; He'll probably hate cauliflower then and beg for pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qrz7AG6fp38/TgfXvmLJTiI/AAAAAAAACDU/NGAoAqhEw7g/s1600/IMG_4294.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qrz7AG6fp38/TgfXvmLJTiI/AAAAAAAACDU/NGAoAqhEw7g/s640/IMG_4294.JPG" width="640" /&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/7183975133233736121-5185698105449639772?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5185698105449639772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/paint-pudding-pizza.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5185698105449639772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5185698105449639772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/paint-pudding-pizza.html' title='Paint, Pudding &amp; Pizza'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B1pOWfhqgiE/TgfXB5MG5iI/AAAAAAAACDA/JA_30uS9ZU8/s72-c/IMG_4228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-2570434750916203943</id><published>2011-06-24T14:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T14:02:00.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're almost 30 when...</title><content type='html'>a new fridge excites you and makes your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pY97eiyGfys/TgTe09YRxcI/AAAAAAAACCw/JpBjajQkUoI/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pY97eiyGfys/TgTe09YRxcI/AAAAAAAACCw/JpBjajQkUoI/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I. am. obsessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-2570434750916203943?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2570434750916203943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-know-youre-almost-30-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/2570434750916203943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/2570434750916203943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-know-youre-almost-30-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re almost 30 when...'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pY97eiyGfys/TgTe09YRxcI/AAAAAAAACCw/JpBjajQkUoI/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-5302556277916866192</id><published>2011-06-21T20:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T20:29:40.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Get-Togethers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday morning Miller and I loaded up and went to Birmingham for a quick trip.&amp;nbsp; My aunt Linda {my mom's sister} was in town from Texas and they decided to have a mini reunion of sorts.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q7V_uQcc6lU/TgE2EXkUdzI/AAAAAAAACCE/II9ABppbMW0/s1600/IMG_4055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q7V_uQcc6lU/TgE2EXkUdzI/AAAAAAAACCE/II9ABppbMW0/s640/IMG_4055.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Back row:&amp;nbsp; Donna {mom's cousin}, Linda {my aunt}, June {my great aunt, my late grandmother's sister}, Carol {mom's cousin}, Barbara {mom's cousin)&amp;nbsp; Front Row: my mom, Debbie {my aunt}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mXxYOsBkgwk/TgE2esdH7oI/AAAAAAAACCI/-pCkV_zv5So/s1600/IMG_4059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mXxYOsBkgwk/TgE2esdH7oI/AAAAAAAACCI/-pCkV_zv5So/s640/IMG_4059.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Here's the second &amp;amp; third generation that was there.&amp;nbsp; Back row:&amp;nbsp; Morgan {my cousin}, Miller, me, Austin {my cousin}, Brandy {Austin's wife}&amp;nbsp; Front:&amp;nbsp; Preston &amp;amp; Sawyer {Donna's grandsons - this makes them my third cousins??&amp;nbsp; Is that right?}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NtlnFi4Kj0w/TgE2rrRBAoI/AAAAAAAACCM/mi7TYK1ziZ8/s1600/IMG_4060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NtlnFi4Kj0w/TgE2rrRBAoI/AAAAAAAACCM/mi7TYK1ziZ8/s640/IMG_4060.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Joe, Randy, and Martin.&amp;nbsp; A few of the husbands who married in to the crazy Stuckey family.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I did in fact say Stuckey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QHaHyaFEMM8/TgE20YCeBjI/AAAAAAAACCY/KYd9K10HXc0/s1600/IMG_4063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QHaHyaFEMM8/TgE20YCeBjI/AAAAAAAACCY/KYd9K10HXc0/s640/IMG_4063.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Austin was sweet enough to share his cake with Miller.&amp;nbsp; He was getting some good practice in since he and Brandy are expecting a baby girl this Fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After Miller had his nap, we loaded up again and headed over to my dad's house for a belated Father's Day dinner and to spend the night.&amp;nbsp; Miller had so much fun playing outside with Poppy &amp;amp; Cissy until dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bNY5VQALmIg/TgEZxy5zwmI/AAAAAAAACBg/l5fTtwghIu0/s1600/IMG_4074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bNY5VQALmIg/TgEZxy5zwmI/AAAAAAAACBg/l5fTtwghIu0/s640/IMG_4074.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He wasn't quite brave enough to try out the big slide yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJoDBgBNjxY/TgEZ8e1-JxI/AAAAAAAACBk/y9EBVvqG5uc/s1600/IMG_4080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dJoDBgBNjxY/TgEZ8e1-JxI/AAAAAAAACBk/y9EBVvqG5uc/s640/IMG_4080.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7_E6a4oDBvk/TgEaJROFx2I/AAAAAAAACBs/7aIjbh2GtR4/s1600/IMG_4092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7_E6a4oDBvk/TgEaJROFx2I/AAAAAAAACBs/7aIjbh2GtR4/s640/IMG_4092.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He even helped them do a little yard work.&amp;nbsp; In his swim diaper.&amp;nbsp; Somehow I failed to get any pictures of him in the baby pool.&amp;nbsp; It had a little slide and was FULL of new water toys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HK4UMF0si7I/TgEaXXURYQI/AAAAAAAACBw/407sgalm1Ro/s1600/IMG_4106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HK4UMF0si7I/TgEaXXURYQI/AAAAAAAACBw/407sgalm1Ro/s640/IMG_4106.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning Poppy &amp;amp; Miller played outside a little more, watched some cartoons,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fiy_73QwPx4/TgE9UmNGjBI/AAAAAAAACCg/t05XRgqpAwo/s1600/IMG_7827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fiy_73QwPx4/TgE9UmNGjBI/AAAAAAAACCg/t05XRgqpAwo/s640/IMG_7827.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and Miller helped earn our keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wf6Gsb_P3dk/TgE9VgmMwvI/AAAAAAAACCk/SAZW7fu4hhs/s1600/IMG_7842.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wf6Gsb_P3dk/TgE9VgmMwvI/AAAAAAAACCk/SAZW7fu4hhs/s640/IMG_7842.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before we left town, we decided to grab lunch at one of my favorite spots in Birmingham: O'Carr's.&amp;nbsp; Miller ate a little chicken salad and a TON of fruit.&amp;nbsp; He loved it!&amp;nbsp; Poppy got us a piece of chocolate swirled cheesecake to top it off.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was deeeeeelicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFwwx_JKRow/TgErEZ1zKTI/AAAAAAAACCA/bZgUokf2Wjo/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eFwwx_JKRow/TgErEZ1zKTI/AAAAAAAACCA/bZgUokf2Wjo/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After lunch we met up with Gran and Aunt Linda at the Summit for a little shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--XLfQOUVfW0/TgFFad65OCI/AAAAAAAACCs/bgYznD7Odm0/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--XLfQOUVfW0/TgFFad65OCI/AAAAAAAACCs/bgYznD7Odm0/s640/photo.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3T8kZusOv4/TgEq7krE3dI/AAAAAAAACB4/1Rp-LBYPzXM/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3T8kZusOv4/TgEq7krE3dI/AAAAAAAACB4/1Rp-LBYPzXM/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller was asleep by the time we made it to the interstate.&amp;nbsp; I could have been, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ygJBbVyxvuo/TgEaap4EKvI/AAAAAAAACB0/-I6intamak0/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ygJBbVyxvuo/TgEaap4EKvI/AAAAAAAACB0/-I6intamak0/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The older I get the more and more I appreciate these family get-togethers. &amp;nbsp; I love hearing all of the old stories and reminiscing of my childhood.&amp;nbsp; We really need to do it more often!&amp;nbsp; And of course, it's always fun to see Poppy &amp;amp; Cissy.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for a great night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-5302556277916866192?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5302556277916866192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/family-get-togethers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5302556277916866192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5302556277916866192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/family-get-togethers.html' title='Family Get-Togethers'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q7V_uQcc6lU/TgE2EXkUdzI/AAAAAAAACCE/II9ABppbMW0/s72-c/IMG_4055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-8705753378343101334</id><published>2011-06-19T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T20:06:31.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello friends!&amp;nbsp; Happy father's day to all you daddy's out there!&amp;nbsp; We've had a great weekend and hope you have too.&amp;nbsp; Gran &amp;amp; Pop came up to visit and Pop got roped into a few projects {as always}.&amp;nbsp; The biggest one involved fencing in a portion of our backyard to make a safe play area for Miller.&amp;nbsp; Pop &amp;amp; Bryant worked so hard on Saturday afternoon to get it put up {and move the swing that was in the way.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0JsIIvraR4/Tf6X-YXKBII/AAAAAAAACAY/zNPef8HuFtQ/s1600/IMG_4009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0JsIIvraR4/Tf6X-YXKBII/AAAAAAAACAY/zNPef8HuFtQ/s640/IMG_4009.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sorry ladies, he's taken ;)&amp;nbsp; Bryant did most of the digging while John put on the finishing touches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O9mU2XIVTHk/Tf6YN8j75KI/AAAAAAAACAc/Gv4CphBgIk0/s1600/IMG_4017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O9mU2XIVTHk/Tf6YN8j75KI/AAAAAAAACAc/Gv4CphBgIk0/s640/IMG_4017.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The final product:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vbMCgPlWedQ/Tf6ZPVNB-YI/AAAAAAAACAw/a_iKTrwzHDo/s1600/IMG_4037.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vbMCgPlWedQ/Tf6ZPVNB-YI/AAAAAAAACAw/a_iKTrwzHDo/s640/IMG_4037.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VwYH8VjDUIE/Tf6Za5S1R9I/AAAAAAAACA4/7ERk6qP-rUw/s1600/IMG_4044.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VwYH8VjDUIE/Tf6Za5S1R9I/AAAAAAAACA4/7ERk6qP-rUw/s640/IMG_4044.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;The fence is on either side of our screened in porch and blocked by the retaining wall on the back side.&amp;nbsp; It doesn't give us a huge play area, but it's definitely an improvement!&amp;nbsp; Next weekend, we plan to repaint the porch {which we've been saying we were going to do ever since we moved in} and from there we hope to lay a little sod.&amp;nbsp; A small perk of the tornado that came through is that we have a little more sun coming through to our backyard so grass may actually grow now.&amp;nbsp; Pop &amp;amp; Gran gave us the fence for Miller's birthday {a little early} and we are so grateful!&amp;nbsp; It is the perfect gift for a little boy who &lt;i&gt;loves&lt;/i&gt; to be outside and for a mama who is so very tired of chasing him to keep him from falling down the steep hill or from running into the street.&amp;nbsp; Thanks, Pop &amp;amp; Gran!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCB8_YDq9eI/Tf6YcAQVh6I/AAAAAAAACAg/_lOUTq_iTVI/s1600/IMG_4024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Pop &amp;amp; Gran left on Sunday morning when we left for church.&amp;nbsp; Miller &amp;amp; Bryant watched a little "Trucks" and "Rocket" while I got lunch ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCB8_YDq9eI/Tf6YcAQVh6I/AAAAAAAACAg/_lOUTq_iTVI/s1600/IMG_4024.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCB8_YDq9eI/Tf6YcAQVh6I/AAAAAAAACAg/_lOUTq_iTVI/s640/IMG_4024.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bCB8_YDq9eI/Tf6YcAQVh6I/AAAAAAAACAg/_lOUTq_iTVI/s1600/IMG_4024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Papa Frank &amp;amp; Betty Jo joined us for lunch to celebrate Father's Day.&amp;nbsp; By the time we got around to pictures Miller had already been stripped after being covered in brownies.&amp;nbsp; Plus he was a little squirmy and ready to play.&amp;nbsp; Shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mkJjnx-e9lE/Tf6Ypknur9I/AAAAAAAACAo/5hmJv6--ZYY/s1600/IMG_4027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mkJjnx-e9lE/Tf6Ypknur9I/AAAAAAAACAo/5hmJv6--ZYY/s640/IMG_4027.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aVyCZM57ly4/Tf6Y9KJJIuI/AAAAAAAACAs/XBbtkbp0lzE/s1600/IMG_4033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aVyCZM57ly4/Tf6Y9KJJIuI/AAAAAAAACAs/XBbtkbp0lzE/s640/IMG_4033.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After lunch, I put Miller down for a much needed nap and Bryant got to spend the afternoon out on his hunting land.&amp;nbsp; After coming home to play outside with Miller and eat dinner he is fishing on our lot right now.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully it makes up for making him work like a slave yesterday!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-8705753378343101334?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8705753378343101334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-day-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8705753378343101334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8705753378343101334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/fathers-day-weekend.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Weekend'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0JsIIvraR4/Tf6X-YXKBII/AAAAAAAACAY/zNPef8HuFtQ/s72-c/IMG_4009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-1492857114056822524</id><published>2011-06-15T21:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T21:39:10.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VBS 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WAYBoYDZIPo/TfgWtWB3w8I/AAAAAAAACAA/NKt9Aoz-2gA/s1600/IMG_3896.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WAYBoYDZIPo/TfgWtWB3w8I/AAAAAAAACAA/NKt9Aoz-2gA/s640/IMG_3896.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've been VBSing around here this week.&amp;nbsp; Sorry for the lack of blogging.&amp;nbsp; I've been teaching a class of about nine first graders {it varies from night to night} and Miller hangs in the nursery with "Bake" and "Sayee" {also known as Blake and Sally}.&amp;nbsp; I NEVER remembered to take a picture of Miller with them, but he loves them!&amp;nbsp; Here's two quick stories to prove it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; VBS started at our church on Sunday night.&amp;nbsp; On Monday afternoon, I mentioned that we were going to church and Miller parked himself next to the door to leave and chanted, "Chuwch Bake Sayee" for about ten minutes until we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Today he was coloring in his high chair working on a few cards for Father's Day.&amp;nbsp; As he colored each one I would tell him who it was for.&amp;nbsp; After we finished all of them he looked at me and said, "Bake".&amp;nbsp; I asked him if he wanted to color a picture for Blake and he got so excited, which in toddler language means yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally told me she took a cute video of him in there with them so I'll be sure to post that when she gets it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great week!&amp;nbsp; It is such a precious opportunity {and huge responsibility} to teach the Word of God to such sweet little hearts.&amp;nbsp; Truth be told, I got a little teary-eyed a few times listening to all of those tiny voices sing to Jesus.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I pray that seeds have been planted this week and I'm thankful to have had a small part in it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-1492857114056822524?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1492857114056822524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/vbs-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/1492857114056822524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/1492857114056822524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/vbs-2011.html' title='VBS 2011'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WAYBoYDZIPo/TfgWtWB3w8I/AAAAAAAACAA/NKt9Aoz-2gA/s72-c/IMG_3896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-5915399639431925101</id><published>2011-06-09T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T19:41:30.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Recipe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was hesitant to put the name of the recipe as the title for fear that you would turn your nose up and not read on.&amp;nbsp; I promise these really are good!&amp;nbsp; And they're healthy.&amp;nbsp; Twice the reason to try them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MI2kWpTA0Z4/TfFm2mfT6eI/AAAAAAAAB_M/eSpqPcx0SaA/s1600/IMG_3816.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MI2kWpTA0Z4/TfFm2mfT6eI/AAAAAAAAB_M/eSpqPcx0SaA/s640/IMG_3816.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carrot-Zucchini Muffins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 cup flour&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 cup whole wheat flour&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1/3 cup sugar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 tsp. baking powder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 tsp. ground cinnamon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1/2 tsp. baking soda&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 egg, slightly beaten&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3/4 cup orange juice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1/4 cup butter, melted&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 medium carrots, shredded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 medium zucchini, shredded&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Combine first seven ingredients in a large bowl.&amp;nbsp; Make a well in the center of mixture.&amp;nbsp; Stir together egg, orange juice, and butter.&amp;nbsp; Add to dry ingredients, stirring until just moistened (will be thick).&amp;nbsp; Fold in carrots and zucchini.&amp;nbsp; Spoon into greased muffin pans.&amp;nbsp; Bake at 400 for 18-20 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Remove from pans immediately and cool on wire rack.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can be frozen up to 3 months.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also threw in about a fourth a cup of flax-seed mill just to boost the nutrients even more.&amp;nbsp; The jury...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MvlDJAxO-wM/TfFnH9TCfuI/AAAAAAAAB_U/uTODIe5_m9k/s1600/IMG_3831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MvlDJAxO-wM/TfFnH9TCfuI/AAAAAAAAB_U/uTODIe5_m9k/s640/IMG_3831.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the verdict...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JomXKXplfSE/TfFm_7QI6tI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/ASrbYul_Tsw/s1600/IMG_3818.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JomXKXplfSE/TfFm_7QI6tI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/ASrbYul_Tsw/s640/IMG_3818.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miller LOVES these!&amp;nbsp; I'm talking asks for them {he calls them "pink" because the first one he had was in a pink liner} and eats two every time.&amp;nbsp; To &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;, they're pretty good.&amp;nbsp; Probably because I'm a sugar junky.&amp;nbsp; If I were making them for &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;, I'd probably up the sugar a little bit.&amp;nbsp; Maybe to 1/2 a cup.&amp;nbsp; My intent was to make a healthy breakfast or snack for him though so I'll leave it alone.&amp;nbsp; This recipe made two dozen so I might double it next time since they freeze well.&amp;nbsp; I'm all about cooking in bulk and freezing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I should note that my friend Jessica sent me this recipe.&amp;nbsp; I think she got it from one of her friends.&amp;nbsp; Just didn't want to mislead anyone into thinking I turned into Rachel Ray or anything.&amp;nbsp; Give 'em a try!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-5915399639431925101?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5915399639431925101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/yummy-recipe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5915399639431925101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5915399639431925101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/yummy-recipe.html' title='Yummy Recipe!'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MI2kWpTA0Z4/TfFm2mfT6eI/AAAAAAAAB_M/eSpqPcx0SaA/s72-c/IMG_3816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-3081340730289028451</id><published>2011-06-08T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T20:49:17.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Laid Plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had big plans to videotape bedtime prayers tonight.&amp;nbsp; I set up our tripod and Flipvideo in Miller's room before bedtime hoping he wouldn't notice it.&amp;nbsp; Whenever we try to tape anything he does, he clams up as soon as he sees the camera.&amp;nbsp; I even snuck in his room before bedtime to hit the record button.&amp;nbsp; It started out okay, but about halfway through prayers he saw the camera.&amp;nbsp; See for yourself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9413c48a7de52304" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9413c48a7de52304%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D290DB45532471F7639894074AC7873801C92F7FC.576C147A769AE73FABD3584D93D0EECC96754419%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9413c48a7de52304%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl1lOviRaO3tRhxvChh-kynLS0gI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9413c48a7de52304%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332005256%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D290DB45532471F7639894074AC7873801C92F7FC.576C147A769AE73FABD3584D93D0EECC96754419%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9413c48a7de52304%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl1lOviRaO3tRhxvChh-kynLS0gI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Normally, Miller names just about every person he knows when we pray.&amp;nbsp; It is so sweet!&amp;nbsp; It amazes me that he can remember everyone in our family without prompting.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to capture this moment, but I guess I'll have to try again.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I need to use a hidden camera next time&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-3081340730289028451?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3081340730289028451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/best-laid-plans.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3081340730289028451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/3081340730289028451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/best-laid-plans.html' title='Best Laid Plans'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-5005269021500115090</id><published>2011-06-04T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T19:07:44.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cause we're classy like that</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4hSIkyw6q0g/TerIkp3Ak6I/AAAAAAAAB_I/oiOVMdU5kTI/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4hSIkyw6q0g/TerIkp3Ak6I/AAAAAAAAB_I/oiOVMdU5kTI/s640/photo.jpg" width="480" /&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/7183975133233736121-5005269021500115090?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5005269021500115090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/cause-were-classy-like-that.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5005269021500115090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/5005269021500115090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/cause-were-classy-like-that.html' title='&apos;Cause we&apos;re classy like that'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4hSIkyw6q0g/TerIkp3Ak6I/AAAAAAAAB_I/oiOVMdU5kTI/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-1558081955716728821</id><published>2011-06-02T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T15:07:17.626-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty-two Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As you may, or &lt;strike&gt;may&lt;/strike&gt; probably not, have noticed I never got around to the monthly post last month.&amp;nbsp; By the time I realized it, I decided I might as well just wait.&amp;nbsp; So here we are.&amp;nbsp; Twenty-two months old.&amp;nbsp; To quote Leo from Little Einsteins, "I CANNOT believe it!"&amp;nbsp; {Can you tell that's a favorite cartoon around here?}&amp;nbsp; It seems crazy that I'm already thinking about Miller's 2nd birthday.&amp;nbsp; Here are some updates on our little Miller Man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--W4zOKWWOb8/TefsacQG7RI/AAAAAAAAB_A/Xa-J8nqHYvw/s1600/IMG_3797.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--W4zOKWWOb8/TefsacQG7RI/AAAAAAAAB_A/Xa-J8nqHYvw/s640/IMG_3797.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vocabulary:&amp;nbsp; Miller's vocabulary continues to flourish and it brings us such joy to hear him learn new words and phrases.&amp;nbsp; A few of our favorites are "tetitopter" {helicopter}, "are do?" {Where are you?}, and "tank to" {Thank you.&amp;nbsp; It should be noted that he pretty much only says this when HE is giving something to someone.&amp;nbsp; A little backwards, but it's still progress.}&amp;nbsp; On a bittersweet note, he now says "milk" instead of "guk".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sizes:&amp;nbsp; 4 diaper, 6.5 shoe, 18-24 month clothes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Sleep:&amp;nbsp; Miller is in a pretty good sleeping phase right now.&amp;nbsp; {And I'm sure I just ruined it by blogging about it.}&amp;nbsp; He still goes to bed around 7:00 and sleeps until at least 7:00 a.m.&amp;nbsp; He's been known to sleep as late as 9:00 or so these days though.&amp;nbsp; He takes one nap around 1:30 and sleeps for an hour or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope it's just a phase:&amp;nbsp; Right now Miller LOVES stuff animals.&amp;nbsp; Until recently, he hardly noticed them, but now he is &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; about them.&amp;nbsp; When we read before nap and bed, he wants to get all of his animals out and set them around him while we read.&amp;nbsp; He also wants to carry some type of creature with us wherever we go.&amp;nbsp; Usually it's "baby", "dog", "bear" or "bee".&amp;nbsp; I'm trying to keep him from getting super attached to any one animal {for fear that we will have some serious meltdowns if anything were to happen to the beloved animal}.&amp;nbsp; I'm also trying to pick my battles and make reasonable boundaries.&amp;nbsp; Usually the animal is allowed to sit near him while he eats and he can take it in the car, but we try to avoid lugging them into restaurants, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4hAEZ-Jlp_U/TefsRW0pzoI/AAAAAAAAB-8/kF8_C4k4MwY/s1600/IMG_3795.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4hAEZ-Jlp_U/TefsRW0pzoI/AAAAAAAAB-8/kF8_C4k4MwY/s640/IMG_3795.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Other tidbits:&amp;nbsp; Miller is really into hiding right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KX8Lj54FZ3E/Tea1G9XdzRI/AAAAAAAAB-k/COxfI89ZhnE/s1600/IMG_1238.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KX8Lj54FZ3E/Tea1G9XdzRI/AAAAAAAAB-k/COxfI89ZhnE/s640/IMG_1238.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;He is {kind of} eating off of a plate with a fork or spoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vJaAZHUdv1I/Tea1UD1tPQI/AAAAAAAAB-o/lRvjXK7HZ2Q/s1600/IMG_2930.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vJaAZHUdv1I/Tea1UD1tPQI/AAAAAAAAB-o/lRvjXK7HZ2Q/s640/IMG_2930.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;He looks like this most afternoons after playing outside with daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fk-t6pyxRUQ/Tea1dghZ06I/AAAAAAAAB-w/Skpki399nB8/s1600/IMG_3501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fk-t6pyxRUQ/Tea1dghZ06I/AAAAAAAAB-w/Skpki399nB8/s640/IMG_3501.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Needless to say, a bath is now a necessity every afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miller Man, we love you and watching you grow brings us such joy!&amp;nbsp; We are so blessed by you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-1558081955716728821?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1558081955716728821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/twenty-two-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/1558081955716728821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/1558081955716728821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/twenty-two-months.html' title='Twenty-two Months'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--W4zOKWWOb8/TefsacQG7RI/AAAAAAAAB_A/Xa-J8nqHYvw/s72-c/IMG_3797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-8780822919137813885</id><published>2011-05-31T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T22:39:12.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy {late} Memorial Day!&amp;nbsp; I hope yours was as blessed as ours.&amp;nbsp; We spent the long weekend celebrating with family at Pop &amp;amp; Gran's house.&amp;nbsp; We got to see Poppy &amp;amp; Cissy, too.&amp;nbsp; See if you can follow me here.&amp;nbsp; Cindy, my step-mom, has a cousin named Mary.&amp;nbsp; Mary lives next door to my mom on Lake Martin.&amp;nbsp; Small world, huh?&amp;nbsp; Cindy and my dad came down to spend the weekend at Mary and her husband's house.&amp;nbsp; So they were right next door.&amp;nbsp; It was quite convenient actually.&amp;nbsp; We spent a lot of time in the baby pool on this trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XmgTcCtLlrY/TeVVWZU3YXI/AAAAAAAAB9c/5MGcn0Cci5A/s1600/IMG_3593.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XmgTcCtLlrY/TeVVWZU3YXI/AAAAAAAAB9c/5MGcn0Cci5A/s640/IMG_3593.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--OP81TomMb0/TeVU6P9-66I/AAAAAAAAB9Q/BFe0b539whc/s1600/IMG_3519.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also spent a lot of time on this bad boy.&amp;nbsp; Brad and Lauren brought it up.&amp;nbsp; I didn't get any pictures of anyone on it for some reason.&amp;nbsp; It was fantastic though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1M3CcLb_9QE/TeWgg9j_IpI/AAAAAAAAB-c/3fhJpTrFsOs/s1600/photo.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1M3CcLb_9QE/TeWgg9j_IpI/AAAAAAAAB-c/3fhJpTrFsOs/s640/photo.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cg8CSJFw7A0/TeVUu85NTBI/AAAAAAAAB9I/cvK2CsNyHRw/s1600/IMG_3512.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cg8CSJFw7A0/TeVUu85NTBI/AAAAAAAAB9I/cvK2CsNyHRw/s640/IMG_3512.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poppy &amp;amp; Cissy stole Miller Man one morning to take him over to Brian &amp;amp; Mary's house.&amp;nbsp; The golf cart was a little more convenient than trekking up the mountainous driveways.&amp;nbsp; Plus it was a fun ride for Miller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQC3poD4XHk/TeVVDaFNypI/AAAAAAAAB9U/Y9RjuC326Wk/s1600/IMG_3535.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQC3poD4XHk/TeVVDaFNypI/AAAAAAAAB9U/Y9RjuC326Wk/s640/IMG_3535.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brian sent him back with this on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQozAE5qRQw/TeVVMQpcAyI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/RnYPzJ8wscc/s1600/IMG_3566.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQozAE5qRQw/TeVVMQpcAyI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/RnYPzJ8wscc/s640/IMG_3566.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYoNm-Ll3Cg/TeVVhSGGqxI/AAAAAAAAB9k/4QPYk5BQNBk/s1600/IMG_3627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UYoNm-Ll3Cg/TeVVhSGGqxI/AAAAAAAAB9k/4QPYk5BQNBk/s640/IMG_3627.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;{Side note: Miller DID NOT actually ride the jet ski.&amp;nbsp; And certainly not without a life jacket.&amp;nbsp; He just pretended to drive while still tied to the dock.&amp;nbsp; That was plenty of fun for him.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tHmusxKf9cc/TeVVql-e2II/AAAAAAAAB9o/YhBj5XH4Ldw/s1600/IMG_3661.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tHmusxKf9cc/TeVVql-e2II/AAAAAAAAB9o/YhBj5XH4Ldw/s640/IMG_3661.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tHmusxKf9cc/TeVVql-e2II/AAAAAAAAB9o/YhBj5XH4Ldw/s1600/IMG_3661.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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What is this thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbN1SjtVUrU/TeVV6YW-O-I/AAAAAAAAB90/zFS0FVOWaHk/s1600/IMG_3702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tbN1SjtVUrU/TeVV6YW-O-I/AAAAAAAAB90/zFS0FVOWaHk/s640/IMG_3702.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YhJex04f8Tk/TeVWVDrzN6I/AAAAAAAAB-E/Hy6RGT2nmmw/s1600/IMG_3753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YhJex04f8Tk/TeVWVDrzN6I/AAAAAAAAB-E/Hy6RGT2nmmw/s640/IMG_3753.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I6zGmNue-fI/TeVWeZZiDRI/AAAAAAAAB-I/28WQ4wg5F2s/s1600/IMG_3767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-I6zGmNue-fI/TeVWeZZiDRI/AAAAAAAAB-I/28WQ4wg5F2s/s640/IMG_3767.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We ate and ate and ate some more.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure I can blame Pop for a few extra pounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z0KV1CDa5tM/TeVWnkeKUDI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/iGyXPJ8w8cA/s1600/IMG_3774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z0KV1CDa5tM/TeVWnkeKUDI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/iGyXPJ8w8cA/s640/IMG_3774.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5biO9U2iB7c/TeWf9cZ9epI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/6mGHnY74Qe4/s1600/IMG_3528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5biO9U2iB7c/TeWf9cZ9epI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/6mGHnY74Qe4/s640/IMG_3528.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We tried out Miller's new Puddle Jumper.&amp;nbsp; He did pretty well, but I think he would have liked it more if it weren't so choppy.&amp;nbsp; There were about a gazillion boats out this weekend so the water was pretty rough.&amp;nbsp; {Sorry for the blurry picture.&amp;nbsp; John took it with his phone and I zoomed in on it some.}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D5qEfAJ9IRQ/TeWzjgNTUJI/AAAAAAAAB-g/aM_OswBJnOQ/s1600/photo-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D5qEfAJ9IRQ/TeWzjgNTUJI/AAAAAAAAB-g/aM_OswBJnOQ/s640/photo-5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-71bA5bEiMBc/TeVWs93YFRI/AAAAAAAAB-U/lj2HxEHRndM/s1600/IMG_3781.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-71bA5bEiMBc/TeVWs93YFRI/AAAAAAAAB-U/lj2HxEHRndM/s640/IMG_3781.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-71bA5bEiMBc/TeVWs93YFRI/AAAAAAAAB-U/lj2HxEHRndM/s1600/IMG_3781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;We had such a great weekend and realize that freedoms like those we enjoyed this weekend haven't come without a price.&amp;nbsp; Thanks to all of you out there who have served to protect our freedom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-8780822919137813885?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8780822919137813885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/memorial-day-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8780822919137813885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8780822919137813885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XmgTcCtLlrY/TeVVWZU3YXI/AAAAAAAAB9c/5MGcn0Cci5A/s72-c/IMG_3593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-7981808459134414482</id><published>2011-05-26T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T14:12:56.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousinly Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malley and her mommy came up to visit last week while Scott was at their regional tournament.&amp;nbsp; Miller wanted to hold "baby" as he calls her and it made for a pretty good photo-op.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NMf_Ubxgmao/TdxOnSkUn-I/AAAAAAAAB80/rLlwu2JFOKg/s1600/IMG_1216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NMf_Ubxgmao/TdxOnSkUn-I/AAAAAAAAB80/rLlwu2JFOKg/s640/IMG_1216.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yRLcSY9IZNY/TdxOtkWRxhI/AAAAAAAAB84/joghFfAw3Mw/s1600/IMG_1218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yRLcSY9IZNY/TdxOtkWRxhI/AAAAAAAAB84/joghFfAw3Mw/s640/IMG_1218.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9sbxga_q-1I/TdxO0E0bFKI/AAAAAAAAB88/jQhp6SCOc5Q/s1600/IMG_1219.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9sbxga_q-1I/TdxO0E0bFKI/AAAAAAAAB88/jQhp6SCOc5Q/s640/IMG_1219.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTUWLo4ahgw/TdxO0t7pMmI/AAAAAAAAB9A/5Tt3d5oTiao/s1600/IMG_1232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTUWLo4ahgw/TdxO0t7pMmI/AAAAAAAAB9A/5Tt3d5oTiao/s640/IMG_1232.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then he decided to give out her a few hugs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YDq7nQvwfg4/TdxO1RmppsI/AAAAAAAAB9E/WJAsFi4pPgo/s1600/IMG_1235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YDq7nQvwfg4/TdxO1RmppsI/AAAAAAAAB9E/WJAsFi4pPgo/s640/IMG_1235.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a cute little glimpse of how he might react whenever we have another baby.&amp;nbsp; He did such a good job holding her and was so sweet with her!&amp;nbsp; {I was snapped back into reality when he wanted her "off" of her play-mat so that he could lay on it like he was a baby.}&amp;nbsp; We can't wait for them to visit again when Scott and his team go to Nationals!&amp;nbsp; Congrats Scott! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-7981808459134414482?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7981808459134414482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/cousinly-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7981808459134414482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7981808459134414482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/cousinly-love.html' title='Cousinly Love'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NMf_Ubxgmao/TdxOnSkUn-I/AAAAAAAAB80/rLlwu2JFOKg/s72-c/IMG_1216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-4578204949989647647</id><published>2011-05-24T13:02:00.033-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T13:02:00.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Farm Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out Miller's new ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7NrCszEToE/Tdm63NpLuRI/AAAAAAAAB8c/2niBkEcM1fE/s1600/IMG_3467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7NrCszEToE/Tdm63NpLuRI/AAAAAAAAB8c/2niBkEcM1fE/s640/IMG_3467.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every farm boy needs a good "lovey" to help him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-noHdZ5-rNVA/Tdm7B09Jm_I/AAAAAAAAB8k/7BWNN-bSsSs/s1600/IMG_3470.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-noHdZ5-rNVA/Tdm7B09Jm_I/AAAAAAAAB8k/7BWNN-bSsSs/s640/IMG_3470.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a few friends to ride around with... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LGfosKZNZiI/Tdm7GJlTMjI/AAAAAAAAB8o/eChJXNTvhjA/s1600/IMG_3476.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LGfosKZNZiI/Tdm7GJlTMjI/AAAAAAAAB8o/eChJXNTvhjA/s640/IMG_3476.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a hot bath at the end of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b1W36Vq9a6M/Tdm_Lb_3pgI/AAAAAAAAB8w/TXp4R8zumI8/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="438" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b1W36Vq9a6M/Tdm_Lb_3pgI/AAAAAAAAB8w/TXp4R8zumI8/s640/photo.jpg" width="640" /&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/7183975133233736121-4578204949989647647?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4578204949989647647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/farm-boys.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4578204949989647647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4578204949989647647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/farm-boys.html' title='Farm Boys'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7NrCszEToE/Tdm63NpLuRI/AAAAAAAAB8c/2niBkEcM1fE/s72-c/IMG_3467.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-9005209438195978262</id><published>2011-05-22T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T20:32:17.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday we went to Birmingham for the day to go to the zoo with Poppy and Cissy.&amp;nbsp; We had a blast and hated that we couldn't stay longer!&amp;nbsp; There was so much to do!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uFazniMb25k/Tdmw6Hg8qrI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/GEOjSJP5Y1k/s1600/IMG_3353.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uFazniMb25k/Tdmw6Hg8qrI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/GEOjSJP5Y1k/s640/IMG_3353.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u00UgFjJCy4/TdmwvGOw6BI/AAAAAAAAB7M/HnpVlmGh46w/s1600/IMG_3349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u00UgFjJCy4/TdmwvGOw6BI/AAAAAAAAB7M/HnpVlmGh46w/s640/IMG_3349.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miller and Poppy watching the train go by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeH0DqEXO7k/TdmxBNKyJoI/AAAAAAAAB7U/Ka7Rq7dZeE8/s1600/IMG_3358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zeH0DqEXO7k/TdmxBNKyJoI/AAAAAAAAB7U/Ka7Rq7dZeE8/s640/IMG_3358.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6jj0AGKjIKY/TdmxETpbfhI/AAAAAAAAB7c/qwj3L8jiVXI/s1600/IMG_3373.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6jj0AGKjIKY/TdmxETpbfhI/AAAAAAAAB7c/qwj3L8jiVXI/s640/IMG_3373.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think Miller would have climbed IN every exhibit if we would have let him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRo0BjKQ0Yw/TdmxQ6XnWzI/AAAAAAAAB7g/3zoOgX0WCns/s1600/IMG_3381.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRo0BjKQ0Yw/TdmxQ6XnWzI/AAAAAAAAB7g/3zoOgX0WCns/s640/IMG_3381.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XRo0BjKQ0Yw/TdmxQ6XnWzI/AAAAAAAAB7g/3zoOgX0WCns/s1600/IMG_3381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XI2gX7MKmZA/Tdmx68w3mJI/AAAAAAAAB78/yM0aKgoyDCc/s1600/IMG_7753.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XI2gX7MKmZA/Tdmx68w3mJI/AAAAAAAAB78/yM0aKgoyDCc/s640/IMG_7753.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XI2gX7MKmZA/Tdmx68w3mJI/AAAAAAAAB78/yM0aKgoyDCc/s1600/IMG_7753.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WkTlFmlUzQg/TdmyBC4MbBI/AAAAAAAAB8I/60ZIrulmTyM/s1600/IMG_7758.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WkTlFmlUzQg/TdmyBC4MbBI/AAAAAAAAB8I/60ZIrulmTyM/s640/IMG_7758.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XI2gX7MKmZA/Tdmx68w3mJI/AAAAAAAAB78/yM0aKgoyDCc/s1600/IMG_7753.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took a break about halfway through the animal exhibits to play a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AsHGl6G_sBM/TdmxZWAUUFI/AAAAAAAAB7k/Pq5JIvErpuo/s1600/IMG_3393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AsHGl6G_sBM/TdmxZWAUUFI/AAAAAAAAB7k/Pq5JIvErpuo/s640/IMG_3393.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then it was time to ride the train!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EvW-K9NqXIY/TdmyFvsa_nI/AAAAAAAAB8M/CJoS5DaurKc/s1600/IMG_7789.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EvW-K9NqXIY/TdmyFvsa_nI/AAAAAAAAB8M/CJoS5DaurKc/s640/IMG_7789.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-b4uYzdORE/Tdmxfw5ZSwI/AAAAAAAAB7o/wo8BLvKsVNQ/s1600/IMG_3406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-b4uYzdORE/Tdmxfw5ZSwI/AAAAAAAAB7o/wo8BLvKsVNQ/s640/IMG_3406.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Miller wasn't too sure what to think about the tunnel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YL99h0hKsAs/TdmxoVPODHI/AAAAAAAAB7w/p18AFhgp3TQ/s1600/IMG_3422.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YL99h0hKsAs/TdmxoVPODHI/AAAAAAAAB7w/p18AFhgp3TQ/s640/IMG_3422.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8IaMVrR_6ac/Tdm3Rt5XoHI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/darhKoWseps/s1600/IMG_7756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8IaMVrR_6ac/Tdm3Rt5XoHI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/darhKoWseps/s640/IMG_7756.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;To end the day we decided to cool off a little on the splash pad.&amp;nbsp; He was a bit apprehensive at first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvQve9uAM4Q/Tdm1-xkFzbI/AAAAAAAAB8U/XoJnvpZNRQM/s1600/IMG_3432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvQve9uAM4Q/Tdm1-xkFzbI/AAAAAAAAB8U/XoJnvpZNRQM/s320/IMG_3432.JPG" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but then he warmed right up to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GW2NfFRZ2to/Tdmxy4ySKQI/AAAAAAAAB70/3iGS4ZWr4dM/s1600/IMG_3437.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GW2NfFRZ2to/Tdmxy4ySKQI/AAAAAAAAB70/3iGS4ZWr4dM/s640/IMG_3437.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GW2NfFRZ2to/Tdmxy4ySKQI/AAAAAAAAB70/3iGS4ZWr4dM/s1600/IMG_3437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Thanks for a fun-filled day, Poppy and Cissy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3A-_Ex6eC7k/TdmyJaNiE_I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/2ijnYCca43c/s1600/IMG_7808.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3A-_Ex6eC7k/TdmyJaNiE_I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/2ijnYCca43c/s640/IMG_7808.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/7183975133233736121-9005209438195978262?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9005209438195978262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-at-zoo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/9005209438195978262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/9005209438195978262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-at-zoo.html' title='A Day at the Zoo'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uFazniMb25k/Tdmw6Hg8qrI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/GEOjSJP5Y1k/s72-c/IMG_3353.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-4147472696695716583</id><published>2011-05-19T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T21:52:08.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Mother's Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was Miller's last day of Mother's Day Out for the year.&amp;nbsp; Well, technically.&amp;nbsp; He is going to the Summer program and that starts in about a week and a half.&amp;nbsp; So we don't have to be too sad.&amp;nbsp; I have been so very pleased with his sweet little school.&amp;nbsp; To be honest, when I signed him up I was most interested in having a few hours a week baby-free for errands, appointments, and chores.&amp;nbsp; I, of course, wanted him to be well taken care of, but I never dreamed he would learn so much and DO so much while in their care.&amp;nbsp; We are so thankful for the teachers and staff and are excited to have found such a great program to be a part of!&amp;nbsp; He brought home the sweetest book full of pictures taken throughout the year and artwork made using his hand-prints, footprints, and fingerprints {those teachers are&amp;nbsp; way braver than I am!!}.&amp;nbsp; I will treasure that precious book always!&amp;nbsp; Thank you Beth, Jennifer, and Leslie for a fabulous year!&amp;nbsp; I had to include Miller's class picture from the Spring.&amp;nbsp; Aren't they the cutest?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fZWyCu4OPQI/TdW8HcEBZKI/AAAAAAAAB64/JlDcDq9ogSY/s1600/sc0003aea3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fZWyCu4OPQI/TdW8HcEBZKI/AAAAAAAAB64/JlDcDq9ogSY/s640/sc0003aea3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Photo Courtesy of Lecroy Photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-4147472696695716583?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4147472696695716583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-day-of-mothers-day-out.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4147472696695716583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4147472696695716583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/last-day-of-mothers-day-out.html' title='Last Day of Mother&apos;s Day Out'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fZWyCu4OPQI/TdW8HcEBZKI/AAAAAAAAB64/JlDcDq9ogSY/s72-c/sc0003aea3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-7939064202768564226</id><published>2011-05-15T21:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T22:04:32.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We just returned from a fabulous five day trip to Orange Beach with Bryant's parents.&amp;nbsp; We stayed at Turquoise Place and why I didn't take a single picture of our condo is unknown - it was incredible.&amp;nbsp; By far the nicest beach condo I've ever stayed in.&amp;nbsp; Miller did great on this trip.&amp;nbsp; The six hour car ride wasn't too bad {thanks mostly to our portable DVD player}, he slept like a champ while we were there {we had to wake him at 9:00 almost every morning}, and he was pretty easy to keep up with on the beach this year.&amp;nbsp; I had imagined him running all over the place, but he was still a little hesitant of the sand and of the ocean which actually made it kind of nice.&amp;nbsp; He was content to sit in one place with a bucket full of water and a few toys {most of the time anyway}.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had to get a picture of his first stop at Priester's.&amp;nbsp; My family always stopped here on our way to the beach and I'm happy to continue the tradition with Miller!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhQx4QbeDo8/TdCFRsXgJLI/AAAAAAAAB6g/QZpcw588Hfw/s1600/photo+1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhQx4QbeDo8/TdCFRsXgJLI/AAAAAAAAB6g/QZpcw588Hfw/s400/photo+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day One:&amp;nbsp; Pretty hesitant walking on the sand.&amp;nbsp; A little whiny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WF_WImASbA/TdB3ii3ch4I/AAAAAAAAB4E/h9i20zcRGJg/s1600/IMG_2947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--WF_WImASbA/TdB3ii3ch4I/AAAAAAAAB4E/h9i20zcRGJg/s640/IMG_2947.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DUfr5071P04/TdB3rC92mTI/AAAAAAAAB4M/yr6W12C65lg/s1600/IMG_2971.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DUfr5071P04/TdB3rC92mTI/AAAAAAAAB4M/yr6W12C65lg/s640/IMG_2971.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Once Daddy and Papa showed him how it's done, he was much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iP06HgeN-9Q/TdB33DEXoBI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/h-UXWr7scKI/s1600/IMG_2979.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iP06HgeN-9Q/TdB33DEXoBI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/h-UXWr7scKI/s640/IMG_2979.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wdx1VfjSeQ/TdB4PotAqkI/AAAAAAAAB4c/Dkk_LEzSA6s/s1600/IMG_3004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Wdx1VfjSeQ/TdB4PotAqkI/AAAAAAAAB4c/Dkk_LEzSA6s/s640/IMG_3004.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We tried a ride around the Lazy River, but he wasn't much of a fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XyqDqU6duk0/TdCFZe9oKcI/AAAAAAAAB6o/jT0i6iq8YGE/s1600/photo.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XyqDqU6duk0/TdCFZe9oKcI/AAAAAAAAB6o/jT0i6iq8YGE/s400/photo.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;That night we attempted to get a family pic before dinner.&amp;nbsp; Wind + squirmy toddler = total fail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfGj_zK1TEw/TdB4YrQszTI/AAAAAAAAB4g/KvgeXa7Bm68/s1600/IMG_3014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfGj_zK1TEw/TdB4YrQszTI/AAAAAAAAB4g/KvgeXa7Bm68/s640/IMG_3014.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5_CcujgmN0/TdB4hgrXkLI/AAAAAAAAB4k/_X1Gmi-B3Fk/s1600/IMG_3018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5_CcujgmN0/TdB4hgrXkLI/AAAAAAAAB4k/_X1Gmi-B3Fk/s640/IMG_3018.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hU5JSePKfRc/TdB4qgR2ZVI/AAAAAAAAB4s/Tf11amH0VSs/s1600/IMG_3031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hU5JSePKfRc/TdB4qgR2ZVI/AAAAAAAAB4s/Tf11amH0VSs/s640/IMG_3031.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Day Two:&amp;nbsp; Miller got a little braver and played in the water a bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WMGEiWqO93k/TdB4ytKHJhI/AAAAAAAAB4w/AnPmZZjABPo/s1600/IMG_3037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WMGEiWqO93k/TdB4ytKHJhI/AAAAAAAAB4w/AnPmZZjABPo/s640/IMG_3037.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--tInp813zR0/TdB47x1UMJI/AAAAAAAAB40/jfjWrENHPA0/s1600/IMG_3043.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--tInp813zR0/TdB47x1UMJI/AAAAAAAAB40/jfjWrENHPA0/s640/IMG_3043.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miller loved to play on the steps of the Lazy River, but that was as far as he wanted to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z9uNSGJPhec/TdCG8pbDB7I/AAAAAAAAB6s/bDVz6AZQIEk/s1600/photo+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="464" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z9uNSGJPhec/TdCG8pbDB7I/AAAAAAAAB6s/bDVz6AZQIEk/s640/photo+4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Day Three:&amp;nbsp; No daytime pics.&amp;nbsp; It was raining so Margaret and I went shopping at the outlets.&amp;nbsp; That afternoon we attempted some beach pictures before dinner though.&amp;nbsp; We weren't too successful, but we managed to get a few decent ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPz9KBwn50E/TdB5GUhqEzI/AAAAAAAAB48/y1I0nGbV82k/s1600/IMG_3072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mPz9KBwn50E/TdB5GUhqEzI/AAAAAAAAB48/y1I0nGbV82k/s640/IMG_3072.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQOiL3ruOYM/TdB5RX-lfnI/AAAAAAAAB5E/CsuVAs1uiXY/s1600/IMG_3102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQOiL3ruOYM/TdB5RX-lfnI/AAAAAAAAB5E/CsuVAs1uiXY/s640/IMG_3102.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n9FLqUQQWbc/TdB5xG1rOFI/AAAAAAAAB5I/0iPh4WjqQNM/s1600/IMG_3117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n9FLqUQQWbc/TdB5xG1rOFI/AAAAAAAAB5I/0iPh4WjqQNM/s640/IMG_3117.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-VujsamelU/TdB57UoivaI/AAAAAAAAB5M/TcZbcoYJIqQ/s1600/IMG_3119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-VujsamelU/TdB57UoivaI/AAAAAAAAB5M/TcZbcoYJIqQ/s640/IMG_3119.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And then Miller told us it was time to go "up".&amp;nbsp; He was right.&amp;nbsp; The bottom fell out about five minutes after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jHPOYZnV_7o/TdB6QzPevGI/AAAAAAAAB5c/iwT4o_DKdZU/s1600/IMG_3138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jHPOYZnV_7o/TdB6QzPevGI/AAAAAAAAB5c/iwT4o_DKdZU/s640/IMG_3138.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;{In case you are wondering what is wrong with my hand, I am fine.&amp;nbsp; Just a moron.&amp;nbsp; I had a minor one-car accident with the pole in our garage.&amp;nbsp; I was able to avoid actual stitches and they glued the cut I got, but I had to keep it dry and clean.&amp;nbsp; A difficult task with a toddler.&amp;nbsp; Even more difficult when you're at the beach.&amp;nbsp; Just a reminder to everyone out there: make sure your car is in park before you get out of it.&amp;nbsp; Lesson learned.}&amp;nbsp; Moving on to dinner that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MMUFG3IWNhg/TdB6bocTnsI/AAAAAAAAB5g/IW3jm4RKaRk/s1600/IMG_3162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MMUFG3IWNhg/TdB6bocTnsI/AAAAAAAAB5g/IW3jm4RKaRk/s640/IMG_3162.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vCRN3tfeG48/TdB6qERug1I/AAAAAAAAB5o/jzEQsbgKfps/s1600/IMG_3165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vCRN3tfeG48/TdB6qERug1I/AAAAAAAAB5o/jzEQsbgKfps/s640/IMG_3165.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KgTBqfNgCyc/TdB62afCQoI/AAAAAAAAB5s/qvuS3XmF1mE/s1600/IMG_3180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KgTBqfNgCyc/TdB62afCQoI/AAAAAAAAB5s/qvuS3XmF1mE/s640/IMG_3180.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day Four:&amp;nbsp; Miller finally got the hang of the beach the last day we were there.&amp;nbsp; Of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HbK864rQV3c/TdB7CXVpgQI/AAAAAAAAB5w/XV5B6m0oQCE/s1600/IMG_3200.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HbK864rQV3c/TdB7CXVpgQI/AAAAAAAAB5w/XV5B6m0oQCE/s640/IMG_3200.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0mBBHZuEQQ/TdB7M4YdzPI/AAAAAAAAB54/1u2HdpyYxMI/s1600/IMG_3209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0mBBHZuEQQ/TdB7M4YdzPI/AAAAAAAAB54/1u2HdpyYxMI/s640/IMG_3209.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Miller made friends with a group of ladies on the beach.&amp;nbsp; They gave him a juice box, chips and some new beach toys.&amp;nbsp; In return he entertained them with his dancing skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOpnhA_04sE/TdB7WwwjlBI/AAAAAAAAB58/00yT30VD6pk/s1600/IMG_3246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOpnhA_04sE/TdB7WwwjlBI/AAAAAAAAB58/00yT30VD6pk/s640/IMG_3246.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JX9zC5DFZTU/TdB7hCi0ecI/AAAAAAAAB6A/ZzUL1U4BRcg/s1600/IMG_3256.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JX9zC5DFZTU/TdB7hCi0ecI/AAAAAAAAB6A/ZzUL1U4BRcg/s640/IMG_3256.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0eXSJusKCU/TdB7wRTGpsI/AAAAAAAAB6E/EtwH2zHEeAM/s1600/IMG_3288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0eXSJusKCU/TdB7wRTGpsI/AAAAAAAAB6E/EtwH2zHEeAM/s640/IMG_3288.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6gyJPRBWKw/TdB8ItinKDI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/RAW7lAa1fZ4/s1600/IMG_3295.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C6gyJPRBWKw/TdB8ItinKDI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/RAW7lAa1fZ4/s640/IMG_3295.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He got a little distracted from the kite because he was looking for the "hetitopter" {"helicopter"}.&amp;nbsp; It provided endless entertainment.&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FkdN1NI8Prs/TdB8Lrn69UI/AAAAAAAAB6U/KQ-rwEOguRM/s1600/IMG_3321.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FkdN1NI8Prs/TdB8Lrn69UI/AAAAAAAAB6U/KQ-rwEOguRM/s640/IMG_3321.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, Bryant and I got to go to dinner and a movie alone.&amp;nbsp; Ahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m2cNUvvJPxA/TdB8UpnXFYI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/M4T2Jb9Mx4o/s1600/IMG_3347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m2cNUvvJPxA/TdB8UpnXFYI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/M4T2Jb9Mx4o/s640/IMG_3347.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhQx4QbeDo8/TdCFRsXgJLI/AAAAAAAAB6g/QZpcw588Hfw/s1600/photo+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks, Nana and Papa for a wonderful trip!&amp;nbsp; We had so much fun and made so many memories we will cherish forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-7939064202768564226?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7939064202768564226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/beach-trip.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7939064202768564226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7939064202768564226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/beach-trip.html' title='Beach Trip'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AhQx4QbeDo8/TdCFRsXgJLI/AAAAAAAAB6g/QZpcw588Hfw/s72-c/photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-4128229360119944189</id><published>2011-05-09T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T20:01:47.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When the Lights Go Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While our power was out, Miller and I took a mini-vacation to Pop and  Gran's house.&amp;nbsp; No sense sitting in the dark with cold showers and no way  to cook.&amp;nbsp; While we were there we...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SnK0qYFvtx0/TciHRmPTVaI/AAAAAAAAB28/H24nj0sTkw8/s1600/IMG_2625.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SnK0qYFvtx0/TciHRmPTVaI/AAAAAAAAB28/H24nj0sTkw8/s640/IMG_2625.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cooked a few "dot dogs",&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d5vwfp-1qJY/TciH4y11PCI/AAAAAAAAB3U/5t9PwyIT_b0/s1600/IMG_2758.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d5vwfp-1qJY/TciH4y11PCI/AAAAAAAAB3U/5t9PwyIT_b0/s640/IMG_2758.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;made a new friend, Neola, who was visiting her grandmother too,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yO1O-TF_Vpk/TciHkdjSnqI/AAAAAAAAB3I/TBgL6v9eBFg/s1600/IMG_2743.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yO1O-TF_Vpk/TciHkdjSnqI/AAAAAAAAB3I/TBgL6v9eBFg/s640/IMG_2743.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;drove the boat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78rESGzmQXs/TciHuN2_lBI/AAAAAAAAB3M/qphOu4yfpfI/s1600/IMG_2752.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78rESGzmQXs/TciHuN2_lBI/AAAAAAAAB3M/qphOu4yfpfI/s640/IMG_2752.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;{and obviously loved it},&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0GJV_kG-WM/TciH8veEb-I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/64JtVIg4R-k/s1600/IMG_2799.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0GJV_kG-WM/TciH8veEb-I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/64JtVIg4R-k/s640/IMG_2799.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;did a little cleaning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qbF5Z0ujuqA/TciI9HPkEzI/AAAAAAAAB34/baXWUHAL3AA/s1600/IMG_2917.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qbF5Z0ujuqA/TciI9HPkEzI/AAAAAAAAB34/baXWUHAL3AA/s640/IMG_2917.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and colored with Pop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy got to go meet Miss Molly Jones Northcutt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h1imm6CwKnw/TciNvdwDHFI/AAAAAAAAB4A/XN28iw8l0eY/s1600/IMG_2630.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h1imm6CwKnw/TciNvdwDHFI/AAAAAAAAB4A/XN28iw8l0eY/s640/IMG_2630.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and play with all four of the &lt;a href="http://chrisnorthcuttfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/mrs-whitney.html"&gt;Northcutt girls&lt;/a&gt; {the fourth, Alyssa, had to play photographer}.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxXUDopFzqw/TciI92gf_gI/AAAAAAAAB38/C9XRz2jeB0Q/s1600/IMG_0869.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nxXUDopFzqw/TciI92gf_gI/AAAAAAAAB38/C9XRz2jeB0Q/s400/IMG_0869.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78rESGzmQXs/TciHuN2_lBI/AAAAAAAAB3M/qphOu4yfpfI/s1600/IMG_2752.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h1imm6CwKnw/TciNvdwDHFI/AAAAAAAAB4A/XN28iw8l0eY/s1600/IMG_2630.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Miller cuddled with Daddy when he came for the weekend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hk4hFP-9p2g/TciIRSK4TfI/AAAAAAAAB3g/oHU78oAVqLs/s1600/IMG_2852.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hk4hFP-9p2g/TciIRSK4TfI/AAAAAAAAB3g/oHU78oAVqLs/s640/IMG_2852.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;did a little more boat driving,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PZPklx2KO3s/TciIHe0hNnI/AAAAAAAAB3c/9ja1nMq-3wA/s640/IMG_2820.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0GJV_kG-WM/TciH8veEb-I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/64JtVIg4R-k/s1600/IMG_2799.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;told everyone how old he is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-MgDRIjMUM/TciIbV5PFBI/AAAAAAAAB3o/oEYRb9Qb34w/s1600/IMG_2866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G-MgDRIjMUM/TciIbV5PFBI/AAAAAAAAB3o/oEYRb9Qb34w/s640/IMG_2866.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;yelled, "Weeeee!" when we bounced over waves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lYgwEhCMLuw/TciImnRq-iI/AAAAAAAAB3s/v0yGHOkYtbc/s1600/IMG_2891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lYgwEhCMLuw/TciImnRq-iI/AAAAAAAAB3s/v0yGHOkYtbc/s640/IMG_2891.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and... well we're not real sure what he was doing here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0--COKOQ8cw/TciIxAISGnI/AAAAAAAAB3w/ee79ZiDDtCw/s1600/IMG_2905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0--COKOQ8cw/TciIxAISGnI/AAAAAAAAB3w/ee79ZiDDtCw/s640/IMG_2905.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for taking us in Pop and Gran {or as Miller calls you, "Gu-Gu"}!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-4128229360119944189?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4128229360119944189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-lights-go-out.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4128229360119944189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/4128229360119944189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-lights-go-out.html' title='When the Lights Go Out'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SnK0qYFvtx0/TciHRmPTVaI/AAAAAAAAB28/H24nj0sTkw8/s72-c/IMG_2625.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-8352197895163640933</id><published>2011-05-08T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T19:36:49.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello friends!&amp;nbsp; Happy Mother's Day to all of you mamas out there!&amp;nbsp; I hope your day was as fantastic as mine was.&amp;nbsp; Miller gave me the best gift a mother can ask for by sleeping until 8:30 {at which time we had to WAKE HIM UP for church}.&amp;nbsp; Ahhhhhh....&amp;nbsp; Granted I had to get up earlier, but it gave me plenty of time to get ready for church without having anyone steal my toothbrush or attempt to flush anything down the toilet.&amp;nbsp; After church we went to Cracker Barrel, which never disappoints as far as food is concerned, but it took much longer than expected.&amp;nbsp; I'm really not sure what we were thinking.&amp;nbsp; Next year we will plan better and make reservations at The Rock House {which is where we headed first only to find that we couldn't be seated until 1:30 without a reservation... on second thought this might have been the same as the wait at CB}.&amp;nbsp; Oh well.&amp;nbsp; Lesson learned.&amp;nbsp; We came home for a relaxing afternoon at home {mixed with a few chores}.&amp;nbsp; And of course, no Mother's Day would be complete without a gift or two...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOwGu9aVI0k/Tcc08vzMunI/AAAAAAAAB2k/Q8zyemX1Y2U/s1600/IMG_2932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOwGu9aVI0k/Tcc08vzMunI/AAAAAAAAB2k/Q8zyemX1Y2U/s640/IMG_2932.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My first blog book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4eYU3gJNBXI/Tcc1HchrO9I/AAAAAAAAB2w/ERX8Ih8wqXU/s1600/IMG_2941.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4eYU3gJNBXI/Tcc1HchrO9I/AAAAAAAAB2w/ERX8Ih8wqXU/s640/IMG_2941.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fIMUnw_75C8/Tcc1UsRD-WI/AAAAAAAAB20/kleSfZX7gxo/s1600/IMG_2943.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fIMUnw_75C8/Tcc1UsRD-WI/AAAAAAAAB20/kleSfZX7gxo/s640/IMG_2943.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And this afternoon I looked outside and found this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YI9p63R53oA/Tcc1cqLsQnI/AAAAAAAAB24/3YafaLbjrME/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YI9p63R53oA/Tcc1cqLsQnI/AAAAAAAAB24/3YafaLbjrME/s640/photo.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks for a wonderful Mother's Day, Bryant and Miller!&amp;nbsp; I love you both and I'm so thankful for the blessing of motherhood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And of course, I must wish a very Happy Mother's Day to all of the mothers I am blessed to have and learn from.&amp;nbsp; Thank you Mom, Cindy, Margaret, and Betty Jo for your wonderful examples of what it means to be a mom.&amp;nbsp; I love each of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-8352197895163640933?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8352197895163640933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8352197895163640933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/8352197895163640933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOwGu9aVI0k/Tcc08vzMunI/AAAAAAAAB2k/Q8zyemX1Y2U/s72-c/IMG_2932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-532845873246255921</id><published>2011-05-05T21:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T13:19:32.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I'm sure all of you know, our state was hit by a violent wave of tornadoes last Wednesday.&amp;nbsp; Bryant woke me up that morning at 6:30 {I know, don't judge} and told me to get Miller and go downstairs.&amp;nbsp; You have to understand a little background about my husband to fully grasp my alarm.&amp;nbsp; He must have been a weatherman in a previous life and he NEVER wants to go downstairs during storms or tornado warnings.&amp;nbsp; Granted, many times when our sirens go off there is not a storm or tornado anywhere near us since our county is so large and he is always attentively watching the radar.&amp;nbsp; However, I'm usually downstairs insisting that he come just in case.&amp;nbsp; So you can imagine my surprise and fear when he woke me up and told me to get down there.&amp;nbsp; It was a first.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully we have an entire floor underground so we went to a room that basically has dirt on three sides and the other side has about three walls {including the exterior/garage doors}.&amp;nbsp; I include all of these details to emphasize the fact that we were basically buried underground.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe how loud it was though.&amp;nbsp; Normally you can't hear anything down there, but on this fateful morning the wind was horrendous and I could hear what I later discovered were trees snapping, I guess.&amp;nbsp; Let me also emphasize that we were not actually hit by the tornado.&amp;nbsp; It was a few miles north of us, so I can only imagine how loud and terrifying it must have been there.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few pics of the comparatively small damage we found on our street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our neighbors across the street: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l1uoxZA9iSk/TcNIWY0CE4I/AAAAAAAAB1w/qt6ymLXcucU/s1600/IMG_2596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l1uoxZA9iSk/TcNIWY0CE4I/AAAAAAAAB1w/qt6ymLXcucU/s640/IMG_2596.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is a horrible picture but it is of a huge oak tree that lined our driveway.&amp;nbsp; It fell on our neighbor's house.&amp;nbsp; You can't even see her house under it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-84_MKKE53qQ/TcNWF9I-_hI/AAAAAAAAB2g/_YDOyd6bpvU/s1600/IMG_2603.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-84_MKKE53qQ/TcNWF9I-_hI/AAAAAAAAB2g/_YDOyd6bpvU/s640/IMG_2603.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-84_MKKE53qQ/TcNWF9I-_hI/AAAAAAAAB2g/_YDOyd6bpvU/s1600/IMG_2603.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why we were without power for a week:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qFzXpmZrVg/TcNIaW5m2GI/AAAAAAAAB10/7HK9BsDGt14/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4qFzXpmZrVg/TcNIaW5m2GI/AAAAAAAAB10/7HK9BsDGt14/s640/photo.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I snapped this picture on my way out of town, but I'm not exaggerating when I say that almost every power pole I passed in Guntersville looked like this or worse.&amp;nbsp; After seeing the destruction, we decided that it would be a few days before we'd have power.&amp;nbsp; I was planning to go to my mom's house the next day anyway, so we decided it would be best for Miller and I to pack quickly and leave before the next storm hit.&amp;nbsp; We ended up staying until the following Wednesday when we got power back on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My mom lives on Lake Martin and that night another tornado touched down not too far from their house.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few pictures of that devastation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBbaHeT9WwY/TcNMan5Z_LI/AAAAAAAAB14/4A3Jlt8QU54/s1600/IMG_2660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBbaHeT9WwY/TcNMan5Z_LI/AAAAAAAAB14/4A3Jlt8QU54/s640/IMG_2660.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RDXINShRDn0/TcNMcrq6XqI/AAAAAAAAB18/96Ye9KDya4g/s1600/IMG_2680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RDXINShRDn0/TcNMcrq6XqI/AAAAAAAAB18/96Ye9KDya4g/s640/IMG_2680.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CI5zrkYphRg/TcNMjLnFIAI/AAAAAAAAB2E/PUCI8OZh8Bs/s1600/IMG_2689.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CI5zrkYphRg/TcNMjLnFIAI/AAAAAAAAB2E/PUCI8OZh8Bs/s640/IMG_2689.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WTgeFBK9wvo/TcNMwLBCR9I/AAAAAAAAB2M/KUCx7yt2yME/s1600/IMG_2707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WTgeFBK9wvo/TcNMwLBCR9I/AAAAAAAAB2M/KUCx7yt2yME/s640/IMG_2707.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H3B1Vi1RrZ8/TcNM2ZHKYXI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/xahQeRQN_uU/s1600/IMG_2712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H3B1Vi1RrZ8/TcNM2ZHKYXI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/xahQeRQN_uU/s640/IMG_2712.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWz10DlGfS0/TcNNHEkDxpI/AAAAAAAAB2U/PkmVarN75Wo/s1600/IMG_2715.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tWz10DlGfS0/TcNNHEkDxpI/AAAAAAAAB2U/PkmVarN75Wo/s640/IMG_2715.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, I can't continue without re-emphasizing how very fortunate our family was.&amp;nbsp; While we had many trees fall none of them hit our house.&amp;nbsp; Even if one &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; though we'd still be in the lucky group.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There are so many places across our state that are just rubble.&amp;nbsp; And so many lives were lost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My heart is breaking for these families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can only tell you of my small encounter with this devastation in hopes of inspiring you to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;help&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Darby has a list going on &lt;a href="http://www.flythroughourwindow.com/2011/05/helping-alabama/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt; of ways that you can help.&amp;nbsp; If you haven't already done something, please do.&amp;nbsp; I will also add that &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;if you are local canned food is needed for emergency workers in Guntersville.&amp;nbsp; Two meals a day are being served to two hundred people.&amp;nbsp; Large quantities of sides are needed.&amp;nbsp; You can drop off your donation at Lake Guntersville Chamber of Commerce or Marshall County EMA.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And above all else, pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-532845873246255921?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/532845873246255921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/heavy-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/532845873246255921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/532845873246255921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/heavy-heart.html' title='Heavy Heart'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l1uoxZA9iSk/TcNIWY0CE4I/AAAAAAAAB1w/qt6ymLXcucU/s72-c/IMG_2596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-7871653328060446490</id><published>2011-04-28T13:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T13:44:00.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit from Poppy &amp; Cissy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The weekend before Easter, Poppy &amp;amp; Cissy came up for a visit.&amp;nbsp; We had such a great time with them and we were thankful for there help!&amp;nbsp; They rolled into town on Friday complete with a new suitcase for Miller...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yay6Z1_TzHc/TbThycEWH9I/AAAAAAAAB00/FEIt0w62v28/s1600/IMG_2128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yay6Z1_TzHc/TbThycEWH9I/AAAAAAAAB00/FEIt0w62v28/s640/IMG_2128.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Which was filled to the brim with goodies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxJxLV1VupY/TbTh_QwsyNI/AAAAAAAAB04/5VieB7nHcFY/s1600/IMG_2131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QxJxLV1VupY/TbTh_QwsyNI/AAAAAAAAB04/5VieB7nHcFY/s640/IMG_2131.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CE3q5_gbCmU/TbTiJc0vl0I/AAAAAAAAB1A/P7GbirQrW4c/s1600/IMG_2135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CE3q5_gbCmU/TbTiJc0vl0I/AAAAAAAAB1A/P7GbirQrW4c/s640/IMG_2135.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bryant and I went to Huntsville for the afternoon and evening while we had free babysitters staying with us.&amp;nbsp; I was excited to find a few snapshots from their night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkEhmbBN-ds/TbTiVpcs-EI/AAAAAAAAB1E/mwtUX79MfWI/s1600/IMG_2137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkEhmbBN-ds/TbTiVpcs-EI/AAAAAAAAB1E/mwtUX79MfWI/s640/IMG_2137.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm so glad they took this next one.&amp;nbsp; This sums up how our bedtime routine looks these days.&amp;nbsp; Miller insists that we sit on the rug to read while he holds his "beaw".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-neqhJVumiTc/TbTiisfGjaI/AAAAAAAAB1I/98wLFXOja0w/s1600/IMG_2143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-neqhJVumiTc/TbTiisfGjaI/AAAAAAAAB1I/98wLFXOja0w/s640/IMG_2143.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The next morning we all got ready for "chuwch", as Miller calls it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fKuTUoLGyAc/TbTiu9j6DCI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/9i2B557FICA/s1600/IMG_2148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fKuTUoLGyAc/TbTiu9j6DCI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/9i2B557FICA/s640/IMG_2148.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The weather on Saturday wasn't very good, but after they left on Sunday we had Miller's first Egg Hunt to get him ready for Easter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OKDzceUtqWM/TbTi7wuUDqI/AAAAAAAAB1U/LmpBRd28vWQ/s1600/IMG_2170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OKDzceUtqWM/TbTi7wuUDqI/AAAAAAAAB1U/LmpBRd28vWQ/s640/IMG_2170.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He got the hang of it pretty quickly, especially when he found out their were treats inside of each egg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R3bZTRzZapc/TbTjEIh1evI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/ePunmSSs4Ic/s1600/IMG_2181.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R3bZTRzZapc/TbTjEIh1evI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/ePunmSSs4Ic/s640/IMG_2181.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Afterward, he helped Daddy with a little yard work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FgyBj-XL9zw/TbTjPss1K-I/AAAAAAAAB1g/foGTA3cpphA/s1600/IMG_2198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FgyBj-XL9zw/TbTjPss1K-I/AAAAAAAAB1g/foGTA3cpphA/s640/IMG_2198.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--4IbsrKZSDw/TbTjYJ47FYI/AAAAAAAAB1k/bOnbxQLb1D0/s1600/IMG_2213.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--4IbsrKZSDw/TbTjYJ47FYI/AAAAAAAAB1k/bOnbxQLb1D0/s640/IMG_2213.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Miller loved the bubble gun that Poppy &amp;amp; Cissy gave him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OTLZcsVRVTQ/TbTjhcloHbI/AAAAAAAAB1o/nreeK78pvcM/s1600/IMG_2218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OTLZcsVRVTQ/TbTjhcloHbI/AAAAAAAAB1o/nreeK78pvcM/s640/IMG_2218.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7183975133233736121-7871653328060446490?l=themastinfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7871653328060446490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/visit-from-poppy-cissy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7871653328060446490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7183975133233736121/posts/default/7871653328060446490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themastinfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/visit-from-poppy-cissy.html' title='A Visit from Poppy &amp; Cissy'/><author><name>Whitney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09769370959382472686</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rztv8qZV2MY/TSd2FvkpTaI/AAAAAAAABg0/a47dkbiCXWw/S220/60_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yay6Z1_TzHc/TbThycEWH9I/AAAAAAAAB00/FEIt0w62v28/s72-c/IMG_2128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7183975133233736121.post-4304776496659698332</id><published>2011-04-26T13:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T13:06:00.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Party &amp; Baby Malley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rewind to last Thursday.&amp;nbsp; Great, thanks.&amp;nbsp; We started the day by going to Miller's MDO Easter Party.&amp;nbsp; I walked in to find this little cutie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJbRcG2SVG0/TbTaffjYuwI/AAAAAAAABzc/tckRbdSkrKA/s1600/IMG_2245.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJbRcG2SVG0/TbTaffjYuwI/AAAAAAAABzc/tckRbdSkrKA/s640/IMG_2245.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I couldn't believe he left those ears on for just about the whole party!&amp;nbsp; After a few snacks, we headed to another room for an Easter Egg Hunt.&amp;nbsp; Ready and waiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0vG73DiHYZo/TbTawwIn5fI/AAAAAAAABzk/RwFGkNuJAEE/s1600/IMG_2252.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0vG73DiHYZo/TbTawwIn5fI/AAAAAAAABzk/RwFGkNuJAEE/s640/IMG_2252.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&
