<?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-5605364424063057620</id><updated>2012-02-05T12:47:29.242-07:00</updated><category term='Brooke Snow Fall Class'/><category term='video'/><category term='Emma'/><category term='iheartfaces'/><category term='Adam'/><category term='Selfies'/><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Family'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>The Spackmans</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-4683667566879449441</id><published>2012-01-26T18:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T18:38:46.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-4683667566879449441?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4683667566879449441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/4683667566879449441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/4683667566879449441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-3821222420402093947</id><published>2011-08-30T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T15:44:49.713-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iheartfaces'/><title type='text'>i heart faces photo challenge</title><content type='html'>This week's challenge is white. My favorite, not color. &amp;nbsp;I'm not adding this to my &lt;a href="http://www.rachelevephotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;photography blog&lt;/a&gt;, because I didn't take it as a session. &amp;nbsp;Just on a play date of my daughter's friend trying to sneak my daughter's cupcake after she finished hers. &amp;nbsp;I think it's adorable. And now I want a cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vmFyVJPYtYI/Tl1Y4Say6iI/AAAAAAAABvk/7YY4H593FmA/s640/277765_676510097005_82408597_35078482_645636_o.jpg" width="422" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vRp4wNaARGw/Tl1ZqFwF-HI/AAAAAAAABvo/BQHLXGKj0t8/s1600/I-Heart-Faces-button.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check out the other "white" entries at ihearfaces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-3821222420402093947?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3821222420402093947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-heart-faces-photo-challenge.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/3821222420402093947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/3821222420402093947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-heart-faces-photo-challenge.html' title='i heart faces photo challenge'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vmFyVJPYtYI/Tl1Y4Say6iI/AAAAAAAABvk/7YY4H593FmA/s72-c/277765_676510097005_82408597_35078482_645636_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-3342142900672457001</id><published>2011-07-23T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T20:34:10.824-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Temptations Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>Only the best place in the entire world. &amp;nbsp;Seriously. A little bite of heaven is no joke. &amp;nbsp;Emma and I had another play date today and instead of being inside all day, or sweating outside, we took a little trip to this wonderful, most amazing place. &amp;nbsp;The girls had a blast. Duh. Emma didn't like frosting. 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Love. &amp;amp; Cupcakes. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-3342142900672457001?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3342142900672457001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/07/temptations-cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/3342142900672457001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/3342142900672457001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/07/temptations-cupcakes.html' title='Temptations Cupcakes'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I5ijCbIdhKo/TiuDsTRHqAI/AAAAAAAABq0/t7wiO0r2CxA/s72-c/DSC_2278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-6363051145503224357</id><published>2011-07-23T08:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T08:45:32.891-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selfies'/><title type='text'>Selfie Attempt</title><content type='html'>I have been a follower of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.selfiemagic.com/"&gt;Elena @ Selfie Magi&lt;/a&gt;c for sometime now. &amp;nbsp;Not only is she super cute, &amp;amp; creative, but she gives great tutorials, which I strongly believe can be, and should be applied into our lives. &amp;nbsp;I, being a &lt;a href="http://www.rachelevephotography.com/"&gt;photographer&lt;/a&gt;, am &lt;i&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/i&gt; behind the camera. After my cousin recently lost her baby, it hit me that it would be a tragedy to not have photos of me WITH, not just OF my loved ones, heaven forbid something ever were to happen, or just for great memory sake. &amp;nbsp;So, in attempt to get better with the remote, etc I tried some 'selfies' for the first time. &amp;nbsp;The focus is horrible, I know. The lighting not so great (I know), but it's an attempt at front lighting. The creativity of this shoot is non existent. And, because my self confidence is like &amp;nbsp;-1564864316813831351 or less...I instantly hated them. &amp;nbsp;Elena said not to be afraid, and post what I think is bad. Maybe someday I'll like one enough to put it on my photography blog, but for now, we'll stick with the personal one. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Can't wait to see the &lt;a href="http://www.selfiemagic.com/"&gt;other entries&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4x_T19OcUCU/TirbdmTS44I/AAAAAAAABqU/ILlCcLtG0F8/s1600/DSC_2217cshsmall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="422" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4x_T19OcUCU/TirbdmTS44I/AAAAAAAABqU/ILlCcLtG0F8/s640/DSC_2217cshsmall.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**Excuse the dog tail in the back. Little turds they are!&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/-FIVv8PxM7lU/Tirbd9iqblI/AAAAAAAABqY/_XjML81iUws/s1600/DSC_2223small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="446" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FIVv8PxM7lU/Tirbd9iqblI/AAAAAAAABqY/_XjML81iUws/s640/DSC_2223small.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**He was VERY intrigued with the camera shutter going off. Every time he'd hear it his ears would perk up and he'd do the "head tilt". Haha. Goober.&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/-HGz6RlHh4sw/TirbeR9dbaI/AAAAAAAABqc/ePTNHX9SPLM/s1600/DSC_2236cshmsmall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="458" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HGz6RlHh4sw/TirbeR9dbaI/AAAAAAAABqc/ePTNHX9SPLM/s640/DSC_2236cshmsmall.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/-qSVl9GtGvMQ/TirbfGZg_KI/AAAAAAAABqk/OXXM5lyWyUM/s1600/DSC_2260bwsmall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="422" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSVl9GtGvMQ/TirbfGZg_KI/AAAAAAAABqk/OXXM5lyWyUM/s640/DSC_2260bwsmall.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&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/-guvpblCarGM/TirbgPGSPhI/AAAAAAAABqs/Z7FV3Vo3nrA/s1600/DSC_2274susmall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="342" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-guvpblCarGM/TirbgPGSPhI/AAAAAAAABqs/Z7FV3Vo3nrA/s640/DSC_2274susmall.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**The one below is a little more dramatic "edit"...tried to make the picture work somehow!&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/-FiJw86uDp9o/Tirbfoa3reI/AAAAAAAABqo/hlKKQr7_Qk4/s1600/DSC_2274cos.2small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="342" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FiJw86uDp9o/Tirbfoa3reI/AAAAAAAABqo/hlKKQr7_Qk4/s640/DSC_2274cos.2small.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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://selfiemagic.com/category/selfiesaturdays/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="150" src=" http://selfiemagic.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/gif-banner.gif" width="150" /&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/5605364424063057620-6363051145503224357?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6363051145503224357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/07/selfie-attempt.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/6363051145503224357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/6363051145503224357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/07/selfie-attempt.html' title='Selfie Attempt'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4x_T19OcUCU/TirbdmTS44I/AAAAAAAABqU/ILlCcLtG0F8/s72-c/DSC_2217cshsmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-783382535473219811</id><published>2011-07-22T08:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T08:57:01.462-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Photo FUN</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Emma &amp;amp; I Skyped with my family down south. &amp;nbsp;Afterwards, she kept saying "picture! picture!". &amp;nbsp;So, today when I got home, she started again. "Picture! Picture"! &amp;nbsp;I decided to turn on photobooth on the computer and play around. &amp;nbsp;She absolutely loved it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Emma's freshly awake look. And my, been at work all day look. And my houses, mess look. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BaTbaYjDY_s/TimOjahiDfI/AAAAAAAABpc/80-RvK6VNcM/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.36+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BaTbaYjDY_s/TimOjahiDfI/AAAAAAAABpc/80-RvK6VNcM/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.36+%25232.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-niZ0Xv5rbG0/TimOkdT2myI/AAAAAAAABpg/DugLiU3g7tY/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.37.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-niZ0Xv5rbG0/TimOkdT2myI/AAAAAAAABpg/DugLiU3g7tY/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.37.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UjE9_DduUNM/TimOk5yxFHI/AAAAAAAABpk/RI0x5SIh9BM/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.37+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UjE9_DduUNM/TimOk5yxFHI/AAAAAAAABpk/RI0x5SIh9BM/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.37+%25233.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yTk2CZRcDs/TimOlu01jbI/AAAAAAAABpo/ohTnC21dPNE/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.37+%25237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yTk2CZRcDs/TimOlu01jbI/AAAAAAAABpo/ohTnC21dPNE/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.37+%25237.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BLOWING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;KISSES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_01IDzMOfxE/TimOl-xPW8I/AAAAAAAABps/1tP9bzp7WL4/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_01IDzMOfxE/TimOl-xPW8I/AAAAAAAABps/1tP9bzp7WL4/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.38.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Funny Faces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/-zxRh5LYmp6Q/TimOmQ2hluI/AAAAAAAABpw/Au8fj9USbpA/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.39+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zxRh5LYmp6Q/TimOmQ2hluI/AAAAAAAABpw/Au8fj9USbpA/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.39+%25232.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Do your ears hang low do they wobble to and fro"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I_z_9WOGz4s/TimOm5w8MyI/AAAAAAAABp0/V-G-4I5g8r0/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.40+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I_z_9WOGz4s/TimOm5w8MyI/AAAAAAAABp0/V-G-4I5g8r0/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.40+%25233.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/-JsZoE0u0_lU/TimOnXfobzI/AAAAAAAABp4/s59R86TvtQo/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.40+%25234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JsZoE0u0_lU/TimOnXfobzI/AAAAAAAABp4/s59R86TvtQo/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.40+%25234.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/-X3oI5cXsKhk/TimOoNKBrbI/AAAAAAAABp8/gZS30J2ktEk/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.41.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X3oI5cXsKhk/TimOoNKBrbI/AAAAAAAABp8/gZS30J2ktEk/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.41.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/-mni7V_1HzFY/TimOon9B4PI/AAAAAAAABqA/STqis3POWVY/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.41+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mni7V_1HzFY/TimOon9B4PI/AAAAAAAABqA/STqis3POWVY/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.41+%25232.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IS1nEBGW6AA/TimOpKEYuxI/AAAAAAAABqE/qLEGr9uaUKs/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.41+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IS1nEBGW6AA/TimOpKEYuxI/AAAAAAAABqE/qLEGr9uaUKs/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.41+%25233.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/-Q7NKu8mesxs/TimOpkNxlzI/AAAAAAAABqI/P-AJHHwUxWw/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.42+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q7NKu8mesxs/TimOpkNxlzI/AAAAAAAABqI/P-AJHHwUxWw/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.42+%25232.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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jvinL6muDcA/TimOqHORceI/AAAAAAAABqM/nkzya74PasA/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.42+%25233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jvinL6muDcA/TimOqHORceI/AAAAAAAABqM/nkzya74PasA/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.42+%25233.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Olo"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-391FC26q2Mw/TimOqokZBdI/AAAAAAAABqQ/UxeSi2viuJE/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.42+%25235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-391FC26q2Mw/TimOqokZBdI/AAAAAAAABqQ/UxeSi2viuJE/s640/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.42+%25235.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ABSOLUTE BEST part was when I was going through the pictures and she saw the pictures below and exclaimed "WHITNEY"!!!! I love how she could still tell...Cracks me up! LoL. Love ya Whit. Don't kill me please. You left it on my computer, so it's totally not my fault it ended up on the blog. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-889yAV_-VY4/Thubns3kSxI/AAAAAAAABoc/HNmiHNpEESM/s1600/Photo+on+2010-11-26+at+14.10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-889yAV_-VY4/Thubns3kSxI/AAAAAAAABoc/HNmiHNpEESM/s320/Photo+on+2010-11-26+at+14.10.jpg" width="320" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7WppPLyx_E/ThubotmcXRI/AAAAAAAABok/L_b6cdvHD5s/s1600/Photo+on+2010-11-26+at+14.15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7WppPLyx_E/ThubotmcXRI/AAAAAAAABok/L_b6cdvHD5s/s320/Photo+on+2010-11-26+at+14.15.jpg" width="320" /&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/-sueWfuVDpwE/ThuboGAnl7I/AAAAAAAABog/9GyINyOUxds/s1600/Photo+on+2010-11-26+at+14.13+%25232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sueWfuVDpwE/ThuboGAnl7I/AAAAAAAABog/9GyINyOUxds/s320/Photo+on+2010-11-26+at+14.13+%25232.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-783382535473219811?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/783382535473219811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/07/photo-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/783382535473219811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/783382535473219811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/07/photo-fun.html' title='Photo FUN'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BaTbaYjDY_s/TimOjahiDfI/AAAAAAAABpc/80-RvK6VNcM/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+18.36+%25232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-5236716924715786133</id><published>2011-06-12T09:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T09:11:51.561-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Summer Flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend has been one of the longest ever. All day wedding. Being sick. Grandma Staples passing away. More photo sessions. &amp;nbsp;I realize I brought some of it on myself, but all the unplanned things really took me for a spin. &amp;nbsp;One fabulous thing about this weekend, is I got to go on a joy flight ride with my husband and cousin, Sarah. We had a BLAST. It was a great way to relax and forget everything going on, even if it was just an hour..I LOVED it!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah and I getting ready for take off!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJE1HJbwOZ8/TfTSbpXHfyI/AAAAAAAABhQ/XDE162aT8gQ/s1600/_DSC0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="482" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJE1HJbwOZ8/TfTSbpXHfyI/AAAAAAAABhQ/XDE162aT8gQ/s640/_DSC0003.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/-tjANuL0pIZQ/TfTSzuIzw7I/AAAAAAAABiY/dzTlupP33io/s1600/DSC_9954.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tjANuL0pIZQ/TfTSzuIzw7I/AAAAAAAABiY/dzTlupP33io/s640/DSC_9954.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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The plane Adam flies!&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;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tjANuL0pIZQ/TfTSzuIzw7I/AAAAAAAABiY/dzTlupP33io/s1600/DSC_9954.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D4SznstKh1E/TfTS0T9V3SI/AAAAAAAABic/u2pOyF8Mf0w/s1600/DSC_9956.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D4SznstKh1E/TfTS0T9V3SI/AAAAAAAABic/u2pOyF8Mf0w/s640/DSC_9956.jpg" width="424" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcKd1RE6oSE/TfTS6SM7g4I/AAAAAAAABis/-zN7Gxmr73U/s1600/DSC_9993.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcKd1RE6oSE/TfTS6SM7g4I/AAAAAAAABis/-zN7Gxmr73U/s640/DSC_9993.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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is about half the gadgets in the plane..Adam made me fly the plane, and Sarah can vouch it was the worst 2 minutes of the flight. Clearly, pilot is NOT in my future!&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVyZc8x8mZo/TfTS5UX8n1I/AAAAAAAABio/YdwbfaKrXco/s1600/DSC_9982.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVyZc8x8mZo/TfTS5UX8n1I/AAAAAAAABio/YdwbfaKrXco/s640/DSC_9982.jpg" width="424" /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My hunny. Love him.&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FkYhD9NztA/TfTS221jlcI/AAAAAAAABig/gOEjoWE1NlU/s1600/DSC_9969.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FkYhD9NztA/TfTS221jlcI/AAAAAAAABig/gOEjoWE1NlU/s640/DSC_9969.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, Sarah. So glad she came with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5frgaxeVkRM/TfTSdYqKgfI/AAAAAAAABhU/x5gN-pw_E9k/s1600/_DSC0030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5frgaxeVkRM/TfTSdYqKgfI/AAAAAAAABhU/x5gN-pw_E9k/s640/_DSC0030.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/-upw9L4wMz34/TfTSfqdCtnI/AAAAAAAABhY/BQVGq-EEdp0/s1600/_DSC0054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-upw9L4wMz34/TfTSfqdCtnI/AAAAAAAABhY/BQVGq-EEdp0/s640/_DSC0054.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-apMBOK5zj58/TfTSiSLL4cI/AAAAAAAABhg/ABY3M9Lq-xA/s1600/_DSC0074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-apMBOK5zj58/TfTSiSLL4cI/AAAAAAAABhg/ABY3M9Lq-xA/s640/_DSC0074.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love love this picture! Thanks Sarah, for taking it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBeRXC8_Exo/TfTSjLXiXFI/AAAAAAAABhk/T0sV04mDezE/s1600/_DSC0078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZBeRXC8_Exo/TfTSjLXiXFI/AAAAAAAABhk/T0sV04mDezE/s640/_DSC0078.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/-XxyOd1EkX8E/TfTSk4NEbVI/AAAAAAAABho/E5lAgDZtoUQ/s1600/DSC_0014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XxyOd1EkX8E/TfTSk4NEbVI/AAAAAAAABho/E5lAgDZtoUQ/s640/DSC_0014.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the Logan temple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8L8aOWk9az0/TfTSmc3RXSI/AAAAAAAABhs/sdpy4AclA8g/s1600/DSC_0029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8L8aOWk9az0/TfTSmc3RXSI/AAAAAAAABhs/sdpy4AclA8g/s640/DSC_0029.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sure I live in one of the prettiest places on earth..I'm determined to go for another flight in fall!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c8x0PSBGATY/TfTSnXqQx9I/AAAAAAAABhw/znPV82Yv5GA/s1600/DSC_0033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c8x0PSBGATY/TfTSnXqQx9I/AAAAAAAABhw/znPV82Yv5GA/s640/DSC_0033.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few pictures are pictures of the pipeline Adam worked on this last year. It was so fun to fly over and see what they did! Pretty crazy...everything that looks like a wide dirt road, that's the pipe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9OgcZh3SpE/TfTSoohgFOI/AAAAAAAABh0/WgnCLd7pbUs/s1600/DSC_0035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i9OgcZh3SpE/TfTSoohgFOI/AAAAAAAABh0/WgnCLd7pbUs/s640/DSC_0035.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yRl8E57kGns/TfTSqdcQHlI/AAAAAAAABh4/N2SxTL0Inas/s1600/DSC_0039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yRl8E57kGns/TfTSqdcQHlI/AAAAAAAABh4/N2SxTL0Inas/s640/DSC_0039.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X7DrDmKgLDw/TfTSrBvjQGI/AAAAAAAABh8/nEcaQ1Uj9Qw/s1600/DSC_0044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X7DrDmKgLDw/TfTSrBvjQGI/AAAAAAAABh8/nEcaQ1Uj9Qw/s640/DSC_0044.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QnI6Z85yfYA/TfTSsqgxNWI/AAAAAAAABiA/U0NzTxxChIE/s1600/DSC_0046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QnI6Z85yfYA/TfTSsqgxNWI/AAAAAAAABiA/U0NzTxxChIE/s640/DSC_0046.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gnF8TgX4yuw/TfTSuLMpOtI/AAAAAAAABiE/_f4TT5iEwgA/s1600/DSC_0049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gnF8TgX4yuw/TfTSuLMpOtI/AAAAAAAABiE/_f4TT5iEwgA/s640/DSC_0049.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kWtxDkzdY6E/TfTSv_zKenI/AAAAAAAABiI/lsB6b1Q211s/s1600/DSC_0053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kWtxDkzdY6E/TfTSv_zKenI/AAAAAAAABiI/lsB6b1Q211s/s640/DSC_0053.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/-8O3v1W_7cSA/TfTSxeTvUdI/AAAAAAAABiM/vwpTf4KUGo4/s1600/DSC_0058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8O3v1W_7cSA/TfTSxeTvUdI/AAAAAAAABiM/vwpTf4KUGo4/s640/DSC_0058.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KNSfhBigrYo/TfTSyazxVPI/AAAAAAAABiQ/27_-hgRdpxU/s1600/DSC_0064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KNSfhBigrYo/TfTSyazxVPI/AAAAAAAABiQ/27_-hgRdpxU/s640/DSC_0064.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera was horizontal from me..we were taking a sharp turn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3PEpRRo5ol4/TfTSy_0MG5I/AAAAAAAABiU/6EzOUtmBw-g/s1600/DSC_0074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3PEpRRo5ol4/TfTSy_0MG5I/AAAAAAAABiU/6EzOUtmBw-g/s640/DSC_0074.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Smooth landing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-5236716924715786133?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5236716924715786133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-flight.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5236716924715786133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5236716924715786133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-flight.html' title='Summer Flight'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJE1HJbwOZ8/TfTSbpXHfyI/AAAAAAAABhQ/XDE162aT8gQ/s72-c/_DSC0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-3960984395429476775</id><published>2011-05-14T19:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T19:45:47.954-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Oscar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ladies &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;Gentlemen...It is my great pleasure to introduce to you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....{drum roll please}.....&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fLH7-lY1kKQ/Tc8smOTP63I/AAAAAAAABcA/n1lyNIptMTc/s1600/DSC_6976.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fLH7-lY1kKQ/Tc8smOTP63I/AAAAAAAABcA/n1lyNIptMTc/s640/DSC_6976.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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oscar, Oscar &amp;amp; Oscar! Our family's newest additions!&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zqar4ONiGVY/Tc8skDtuTnI/AAAAAAAABb4/PvgOlm4VB7I/s1600/DSC_6962.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zqar4ONiGVY/Tc8skDtuTnI/AAAAAAAABb4/PvgOlm4VB7I/s640/DSC_6962.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pretty sure Oscar is either suicidal, or a circus fish. After only a few hours, the {PLOP}-ing is not annoying at all. Okay, it really is. Just a little bit.&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/-_Xt7JzskREE/Tc8slB0ikgI/AAAAAAAABb8/YY765NMUNOY/s1600/DSC_6972.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Xt7JzskREE/Tc8slB0ikgI/AAAAAAAABb8/YY765NMUNOY/s640/DSC_6972.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't Oscar such a great model? Always posing so perfectly.&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/-RJzjTUQBvXQ/Tc8snEtL7MI/AAAAAAAABcE/-lvS_HaAJDU/s1600/DSC_6981.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RJzjTUQBvXQ/Tc8snEtL7MI/AAAAAAAABcE/-lvS_HaAJDU/s640/DSC_6981.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flo. Anyone? "Flo, has anyone seen flo"? (Finding Nemo for any of you loony's who didn't catch that or who don't have children or a strange love for disney/pixar movies).&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/-61QWGJP4HIk/Tc8soPhUkII/AAAAAAAABcI/KWDvcJbOk3U/s1600/DSC_6983.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-61QWGJP4HIk/Tc8soPhUkII/AAAAAAAABcI/KWDvcJbOk3U/s640/DSC_6983.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emma loves her new friends, Oscar, Oscar &amp;amp; Oscar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.S. I know what you're thinking. We are awesomely unique with names. I know.&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/--S1zUFFJsbg/Tc8sqvJ32II/AAAAAAAABcU/bt662rFVY3Y/s1600/DSC_6985brwn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="422" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--S1zUFFJsbg/Tc8sqvJ32II/AAAAAAAABcU/bt662rFVY3Y/s640/DSC_6985brwn.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z7hU86_Dstc/Tc8ssv_SBDI/AAAAAAAABcc/MYFHhpM-Hy8/s1600/DSC_6986brwn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z7hU86_Dstc/Tc8ssv_SBDI/AAAAAAAABcc/MYFHhpM-Hy8/s640/DSC_6986brwn.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Like the fish food all over the counter? Uh huh, I didn't even clean up before taking pictures. Gross. I apologize.&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/-BAcul-sAtwg/Tc8suZ0kQxI/AAAAAAAABck/LFKS27ktqEY/s1600/DSC_6993brwn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BAcul-sAtwg/Tc8suZ0kQxI/AAAAAAAABck/LFKS27ktqEY/s640/DSC_6993brwn.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-cKWefVS0M/Tc8swPAjkEI/AAAAAAAABcs/Pdt6bCMIKy4/s1600/DSC_6995brwn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z-cKWefVS0M/Tc8swPAjkEI/AAAAAAAABcs/Pdt6bCMIKy4/s640/DSC_6995brwn.jpg" width="640" /&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;Making her fishy face with her new pals. &amp;nbsp;Oh, how I hope Oscar and Oscar and Oscar will last. I have to admit, I'm likely going to be the worst fish owner. EVER.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{Keeping fingers crossed}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-3960984395429476775?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3960984395429476775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/05/oscar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/3960984395429476775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/3960984395429476775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/05/oscar.html' title='Oscar'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fLH7-lY1kKQ/Tc8smOTP63I/AAAAAAAABcA/n1lyNIptMTc/s72-c/DSC_6976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-687689869745932010</id><published>2011-04-19T18:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T18:57:15.971-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><title type='text'>Lazy Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-28567acd688a8899" 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%3D28567acd688a8899%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331181160%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6596748C20C3690CB893A50DBFE144763B2AA038.D0F00127D37FF16E412C95DC47C55778A4AC4F9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D28567acd688a8899%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9VaKRLA5Ch8Amq_z3XYVGDZCwck&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%3D28567acd688a8899%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331181160%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6596748C20C3690CB893A50DBFE144763B2AA038.D0F00127D37FF16E412C95DC47C55778A4AC4F9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D28567acd688a8899%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9VaKRLA5Ch8Amq_z3XYVGDZCwck&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma absolutely LOVES Bruno Mars' new video/ song&lt;a href="http://www.brunomars.com/video/4f049c-the-lazy-song/"&gt; Lazy Song&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;After all, the video does have monkey's. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;We watched the video premier a thousand times. No exaggeration. Okay, maybe just a little. There is a good chance I had a little teasing fun while she was enjoying her new favorite tune. I thought it was hilarious..she. did not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Excuse my ooberly messy house. It was a Lazy Day for me too. Haha. &amp;amp; also ignore my annoying voice and laugh. Gosh, I &lt;s&gt;hate &lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;love hearing myself!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-687689869745932010?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/687689869745932010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/04/lazy-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/687689869745932010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/687689869745932010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/04/lazy-days.html' title='Lazy Song'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-736313475866848386</id><published>2011-02-03T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T13:42:43.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Untitled. Where to even begin? Little miss Emma is my angel. I love her to pieces. BUT this week has been extremely "fun" with her teething. &amp;nbsp;Her first 5 teeth, honestly, not that bad. She woke up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; once a night, and that was it! The way she's been feeling and acting, she must have the rest of her entire mouth coming in all at once. Not kidding. She will be her normal happy self one second, and literally, screaming the next. All day. Back &amp;amp; forth. When I say screaming, I mean I'm pretty sure the neighbors can hear-down the street. She will have a 5 minute bout and back to all smiles. &amp;nbsp;Don't believe me? Check out those pictures. One frame right after another-had the camera out for 10 minutes. No joke.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TUsSLc_xSVI/AAAAAAAABMQ/rev4fM4ldQw/s1600/Dear+teeth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="339" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TUsSLc_xSVI/AAAAAAAABMQ/rev4fM4ldQw/s640/Dear+teeth.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We've been teaching her to cover her mouth when she coughs, and how to wipe her nose and also her face after eating. She really does enjoy it. {by "it" I mean destroying every tissue box in the house-but I let it go- after all it's the cheapest entertainment toy I have and she really does try to do it right}!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TUsSOM4g25I/AAAAAAAABMU/ABUpSh8QNZI/s1600/EmmaKleenex.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TUsSOM4g25I/AAAAAAAABMU/ABUpSh8QNZI/s640/EmmaKleenex.jpg" width="627" /&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/5605364424063057620-736313475866848386?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/736313475866848386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/02/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/736313475866848386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/736313475866848386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/02/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TUsSLc_xSVI/AAAAAAAABMQ/rev4fM4ldQw/s72-c/Dear+teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-7317711272912528603</id><published>2011-01-18T21:14:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T21:16:46.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TTZlddyXlVI/AAAAAAAABIU/vQt16EbdCME/s1600/2864021_JsFyd3vd_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TTZlddyXlVI/AAAAAAAABIU/vQt16EbdCME/s400/2864021_JsFyd3vd_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563745946549327186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If there is one thing in life I regret, it's giving up my dream &amp;amp; love to dance. I miss it. Terribly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 192px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TTZldAOeZOI/AAAAAAAABIM/kjhoe-ACfuo/s400/700253_6P7hdKp9_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563745938614150370" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-7317711272912528603?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7317711272912528603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/01/regret.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/7317711272912528603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/7317711272912528603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2011/01/regret.html' title='Regret'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TTZlddyXlVI/AAAAAAAABIU/vQt16EbdCME/s72-c/2864021_JsFyd3vd_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-2396968252938291962</id><published>2010-12-25T22:45:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T23:39:58.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Decemeber</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbadvbtTbI/AAAAAAAABAI/mVU3FTVSLD8/s400/_DSC2450.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554867394891828658" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;December is a fabulous &amp;amp; busy month for our little family. Emma's birthday. Our anniversary. Christmas. All exciting &amp;amp; favorite celebrations of mine.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've already posted about Emma's 1st birthday. I think I must have major writers block tonight, maybe some sleep will do me good? I don't have much to say. I'll keep it short &amp;amp; sweet (like the holiday's).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;{FaMiLy TiMe}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    My mom, dad &amp;amp; sister came to visit. We always have a blast.  We went to the Staples' Christmas Pary in SLC. It was nice to see everyone again (most I hadn't seen since my wedding)! We also had a Swapp family Christmas party-those are always fun...crazy Swapp's I tell ya!  HAHAHAHAHA!  Last but not least, the Spackman family Christmas Party--delicious food!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaO0nH1jI/AAAAAAAAA_g/JVFXdzmFGng/s400/_DSC2407.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554867138583844402" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A few games played. I'm a big game lover. I could play for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;{Anniversary}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrating anniversary's is always a good mile marker. We may only be on our 3rd year of marriage, but it sure has been a blast. He surprised me with a night away...I think we both needed it. It was fun to feel like we were "dating" again, you know? I've grown to love Adam more than I ever thought imaginable. I can't &lt;i&gt;wait&lt;/i&gt; to see what the future brings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbdvOr12AI/AAAAAAAABBY/qb3QIdU8H-Y/s400/100_0744hubandi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554870993873655810" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Us. 3 years ago-the day before our wedding. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;{PhoNe CaLL}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  My brother Mike called from Honduras.  It was so great to &lt;i&gt;TALK&lt;/i&gt; to him! It's so crazy to me how much a person can change and grow (for the better of course) over the last year and a half.  6 more months &amp;amp; he's HOME!  He said he's not counting down...but I am!  We have a lot of The Office to catch up on. A lot of movies (Avatar, Megamind, Inception, etc) to catch up on.  Oh! &amp;amp; he gets to meet his niece for the first time! Miss you like&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; CRAZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Mike!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbduyO_1kI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ksIVAYkbEY8/s400/IMG%2B570.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554870986236483138" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbdu3sI3XI/AAAAAAAABBI/ZhXgchX1UgU/s400/IMG%2B410.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554870987700886898" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbduhKrMYI/AAAAAAAABBA/NbZgWOS7Qd0/s400/IMG%2B480.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554870981654950274" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;{CuTeNess}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I know I take a lot of pictures of Emma.  It's for me if no one else cares.  I love seeing her different expressions, and comparing pictures to older ones, watching her grow in a "frozen" state.  Holiday's gives me an excuse to get a few extra snap shots...not only of little E, but of all my family &amp;amp; loved ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbdvmFqwzI/AAAAAAAABBg/KzTPa7ura4E/s400/_DSC2294cp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554871000155996978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;{Christmas MuSic}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I'm one of those weirdo's who could listen to Christmas music much longer than the one month "allowed". Blech. Who doesn't want to listen to it all year round?!  It's so happy. It's a love song, a disney sounding song, a happy, a joyful song, all mixed in one.  It makes me giddy. Yup. Giddy.   :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRba0NLJWkI/AAAAAAAABA4/ML0PHIg9bFU/s1600/_DSC2479.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;{P.S.} Opening gifts is always fun too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRba0NLJWkI/AAAAAAAABA4/ML0PHIg9bFU/s1600/_DSC2479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRba0NLJWkI/AAAAAAAABA4/ML0PHIg9bFU/s400/_DSC2479.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554867780832549442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbazfiJJQI/AAAAAAAABAo/lqI2fBcKTvE/s400/_DSC2474.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554867768580973826" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaz0EPeXI/AAAAAAAABAw/9OPEAJwsIBo/s1600/_DSC2476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaz0EPeXI/AAAAAAAABAw/9OPEAJwsIBo/s400/_DSC2476.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554867774092704114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;{Mom was pretty excited to get her Kindle &amp;amp; Kindle Leather cover-way to go Dad!}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaePxJtcI/AAAAAAAABAg/hzahXeLfGMQ/s1600/_DSC2464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaePxJtcI/AAAAAAAABAg/hzahXeLfGMQ/s400/_DSC2464.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554867403571705282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Emma was so cute with all her toys. But, this "little Emma" doll was the best reaction. She grabed that baby and as she hugged it exclaimed, "Baby"! {Priceless}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaeBEdAlI/AAAAAAAABAY/8rUYJ352zkU/s1600/_DSC2458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaeBEdAlI/AAAAAAAABAY/8rUYJ352zkU/s400/_DSC2458.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554867399626130002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbad9CHgYI/AAAAAAAABAQ/FHuZ0fMpkFE/s1600/_DSC2453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbad9CHgYI/AAAAAAAABAQ/FHuZ0fMpkFE/s400/_DSC2453.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554867398542590338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbadRp5SsI/AAAAAAAABAA/Q5kxyLVMccA/s1600/_DSC2444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbadRp5SsI/AAAAAAAABAA/Q5kxyLVMccA/s400/_DSC2444.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554867386898270914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaPnk6YeI/AAAAAAAAA_4/EcS8QpZmVDI/s1600/_DSC2429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaPnk6YeI/AAAAAAAAA_4/EcS8QpZmVDI/s400/_DSC2429.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554867152264782306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaPaD3d3I/AAAAAAAAA_w/hfZSs6FXP5w/s1600/_DSC2415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaPaD3d3I/AAAAAAAAA_w/hfZSs6FXP5w/s400/_DSC2415.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554867148636518258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bear-anxiously waiting for Mom, Dad &amp;amp; Whitney to walk through the front door!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaPHlGC8I/AAAAAAAAA_o/I-CVBQd8MBc/s1600/_DSC2413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaPHlGC8I/AAAAAAAAA_o/I-CVBQd8MBc/s400/_DSC2413.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554867143675612098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Koda-Playing with his Christmas gift from my Grandma Swapp. {She's always so sweet to get gifts for the pups too}!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;{Celebration}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   And, of course, as a part of celebrating, just about anything, there is food. Ah, I love food. With so much going on in December, you can bet I gained a few lbs.  Here's a few cute pics of Emma with her Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Staples &amp;amp; our family cherished carmel corn popcorn balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaOhViRlI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ZicJVIA6mSA/s1600/_DSC2350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbaOhViRlI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/ZicJVIA6mSA/s400/_DSC2350.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554867133409805906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;{As if getting her face and fingers sticky wasn't good enough, she had to pretend the popcorn was a telephone-just about everything is these days- and got carmel all over her hair}!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbZ8VNGC3I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/aeNaJe66ZgU/s1600/_DSC2348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbZ8VNGC3I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/aeNaJe66ZgU/s400/_DSC2348.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554866820915530610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbZ8E44ePI/AAAAAAAAA_I/TBxPj2ZMgHM/s1600/_DSC2343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbZ8E44ePI/AAAAAAAAA_I/TBxPj2ZMgHM/s400/_DSC2343.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554866816535787762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;{Fishy Faces}!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbZ78MQcWI/AAAAAAAAA_A/xZ-EJ1kQSDA/s1600/_DSC2337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbZ78MQcWI/AAAAAAAAA_A/xZ-EJ1kQSDA/s400/_DSC2337.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554866814201131362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbZ7RxLjOI/AAAAAAAAA-w/K6PQfQ-cqxU/s400/_DSC2331.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554866802813275362" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbZ7sTI3fI/AAAAAAAAA-4/DoSSEeiHMwA/s1600/_DSC2332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbZ7sTI3fI/AAAAAAAAA-4/DoSSEeiHMwA/s400/_DSC2332.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554866809935027698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;{Grandpa-you're so silly, but you sure do know how to make a little girl giggle}!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-2396968252938291962?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2396968252938291962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/12/decemeber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2396968252938291962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2396968252938291962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/12/decemeber.html' title='Decemeber'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TRbadvbtTbI/AAAAAAAABAI/mVU3FTVSLD8/s72-c/_DSC2450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-2002837773312873899</id><published>2010-12-16T17:38:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T17:47:58.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you LazyOne  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TQqyIfutWDI/AAAAAAAAA-A/jwBXeHxwFrw/s400/_DSC2229EMMA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551445349713664050" /&gt;For our work Christmas party this year, I got a gift certificate to Best Buy.  I used it on a fabulous new lens &amp;amp; all I can really say is my oh my! This babyrocks!  Here are a few pictures I took with it-only one is edited, the rest are straight off camera...Never mind the little one's bed head.   ;)&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TQqyJFt4mGI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/LOkkvvzcjY0/s400/_DSC2168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551445359910754402" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TQqyIg6ppbI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Le-NLbvtM3E/s400/_DSC2232EMMA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551445350032188850" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TQqyI87bqnI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/w-tWBL5HOzs/s400/_DSC2182.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551445357551659634" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TQqyIFBqYHI/AAAAAAAAA94/cPRuwb8w6lQ/s400/_DSC2172EMMA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551445342545404018" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Awesome DOF, which gets some really good color!  I love the Christmas light blur too! wahoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TQqyYPaoLnI/AAAAAAAAA-g/I8ScAVod76c/s400/_DSC2210.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551445620212379250" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is just to show how long her hair is getting! Shoulder length by 1! I bet it's half way down her back by 2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-2002837773312873899?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2002837773312873899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/12/thank-you-lazyone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2002837773312873899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2002837773312873899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/12/thank-you-lazyone.html' title='Thank you LazyOne  :)'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TQqyIfutWDI/AAAAAAAAA-A/jwBXeHxwFrw/s72-c/_DSC2229EMMA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-5116461499085848652</id><published>2010-12-15T18:51:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T21:29:06.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Best year of my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TQlxXW9Z4oI/AAAAAAAAA9o/TrtU-8ufpzc/s400/_DSC0961merrychristmas2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551092661824905858" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think the title says it all. Despite the seizures, torticollis, rota virus, &amp;amp; a few others things, this year has topped all the others. My little angel turned one a week ago. My, oh, my how time flies! Little Emma Rae has changed so much, but, she still melts my heart on a daily basis. Has for the last 365 (+) days.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has her one year check up on Friday- I will be sure to post the "fun facts" about her weight, height, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a small marker on our incredible journey with her, here are some things we love about her at this age:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Her smile-I have to admit, this will probably NEVER get old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Her giggle- Okay, Okay, this will NEVER get old either  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Her big &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLUE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Her hillbilly front tooth-straggler, lonely, single, uno-say it however, it makes me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Her out of control curly hair-this is a toss up for me some days...it looks so dang cute on her, but she sure puts up a fight when I try to "style" it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Saying "momma" &amp;amp; "daddy"- melts my heart, even if it is a cry or a snotty tone (yes, she already has the snotty tone mastered).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*"What does a doggy say"?- Most kids will agree with me and most will first learn "ruff ruff", Emma sticks her tongue out &amp;amp; pants!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*She loves to waive hi &amp;amp; say bye bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*She loves to show you &amp;amp; everyone at the grocery store where her belly is after she waives and says "hi".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*She loves to show you where her nose is...&amp;amp; also where YOUR nose is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*She absolutely LOVES strangers (kinda, maybe, possibly not a good thing). Especially strangers with beards. Example, the Schwan delivery man...she wanted him to hold her &amp;amp; was upset when he left. LoL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*The conversations we have. Pretty sure she thinks she can talk in complete sentences...we can talk together for a long time, about. abs{o}lutely.nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Her style -well, I love playing dress up...this one I know won't last, so I'll take advantage while she has no other option!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I love how much she loves to play "get away". She can be crawling, or walking, but she will start to move away slowly, look back, pant like a dog, and wait for you to say "I'm going to get you"!!!  She sprints as far as she can, ALWAYS ending in a loud, long giggle when you"catch" her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Strangely enough, her red headed attitude. When you tell her "no no" or say "Emma"....she looks at you with her giant baby blues big as they can be (as if she is going to lecture you) slaps her hand down on her knee or the table and gives you such a stern face...like she's pissed.  It's quite funny, and it makes me laugh even though she is in "trouble" and trying to give me attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*She is a music girl.  She is a dancer. She is a singer. Justin Bieber's "baby" is a favorite around here these days-she likes to sing along with the chorus! It will make any body smile-I promise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*This next one, may possibly just be something I LOVE...I love how she has made me realize the love that my parents have for me....and how much more that makes me love them...make ANY sense?  If I could go back, and do things over....Treat my parents with respect.  Spend more time with them, &amp;amp; not complain. Say thank you, even just once in a while...I would. If I could tell them I love them and I was grateful, instead of act embarrassed, I would. If they love me half the amount that I love Emma, which I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;KNOW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; they do....it's a pretty incredible amount &amp;amp; I love &amp;amp; respect them so much more than I ever knew possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Last, but not least, her hugs and kisses.  This may be obvious to every mother out there, I'm sure it is.  She has already had her first kiss in nursery. She loves to kiss a throw we keep over the couch that has teddy bears.  She bends down, scrunches, gets on her tip toes, or whatever it will take to kiss the bears on the lips.  She loves her baby pictures. She will say "baby" &amp;amp; then hold the picture and kiss the baby.  Most importantly, I love her kisses to me. Slobber, tongue, every single bit of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TQmTNuhE0EI/AAAAAAAAA9w/D6G8Y_jOU6Q/s400/_DSC0968emma22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551129879745187906" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{I.heart.her.}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-5116461499085848652?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5116461499085848652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-year-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5116461499085848652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5116461499085848652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/12/best-year-of-my-life.html' title='Best year of my life.'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TQlxXW9Z4oI/AAAAAAAAA9o/TrtU-8ufpzc/s72-c/_DSC0961merrychristmas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-4807403325448897838</id><published>2010-11-07T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:41:23.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooke Snow Fall Class'/><title type='text'>Week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-4807403325448897838?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://rspackmanphotography.blogspot.com' title='Week 3'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4807403325448897838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/11/week-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/4807403325448897838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/4807403325448897838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/11/week-3.html' title='Week 3'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-5522736667121265921</id><published>2010-10-31T16:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:46:38.528-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Minne N Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3ulVTk8RI/AAAAAAAAA2E/jKZm7XQMCAU/s1600/minnienme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534341842250035474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3ulVTk8RI/AAAAAAAAA2E/jKZm7XQMCAU/s400/minnienme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little stinkerbell was Minnie Mouse for Halloween this year! We didn't do trick or treating. It was rainy &amp;amp; I'm lazy. Ha. We went to my work party though, where Emma was introduced to pop rocks, sugar cookies, &amp;amp; ring pops...Thanks Gretchen &amp;amp; Kayley. :) They also taught her how to stomp. She still "stomps" with every step she takes. She thinks she's pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way home we stopped by the doctors to get her last set of shots. We are doing them one at time every few weeks (since her seizure), so these are the end of her 6 month set. We've clearly been in there too much. She started crying as soon as we walked into a room and saw the nurse. After a poke or two, while I was waiting for them to fill out her vaccine chart, the doctor walked by and gave her a pat on the back and told her it's okay. She pointed her finger at him, shaking it up and down, and said "No No Oda". Turned her head into my shoulder &amp;amp; kept crying. I couldn't help but laugh. I'm pretty sure Adam &amp;amp; I must tell Koda (Oda) no no A LOT if she's relating the two when he's no where to be seen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak of the devil...he just climbed through the window blinds above the couch..what a pain..time for me to go tell him "no no"...AGAIN! Nevertheless, enjoy a few photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3ulFVHaGI/AAAAAAAAA18/W4zIMhLpqUs/s1600/minnie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534341837961521250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3ulFVHaGI/AAAAAAAAA18/W4zIMhLpqUs/s400/minnie2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3uk8l8VSI/AAAAAAAAA10/NrZFz0cZ9G0/s1600/minnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534341835616179490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3uk8l8VSI/AAAAAAAAA10/NrZFz0cZ9G0/s400/minnie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rando's...but cute rando's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534341824231557554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3ukSLoybI/AAAAAAAAA1k/WikRiNIsyYI/s400/_DSC0839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3uklv431I/AAAAAAAAA1s/i7Ba6CWLCs8/s1600/_DSC0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534341829483880274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3uklv431I/AAAAAAAAA1s/i7Ba6CWLCs8/s400/_DSC0769.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cow lick...anyone? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. 4 teeth are through! YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-5522736667121265921?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5522736667121265921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/minne-n-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5522736667121265921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5522736667121265921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/minne-n-me.html' title='Minne N Me'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3ulVTk8RI/AAAAAAAAA2E/jKZm7XQMCAU/s72-c/minnienme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-1265657208881681755</id><published>2010-10-31T15:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:27:48.091-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooke Snow Fall Class'/><title type='text'>Week 2-Shutter Speed</title><content type='html'>Okay. I'll start out by giving a fair warning. I think this week was terrible for me and my pictures. LoL. I don't know why. I think looking at all the other classmates' pictures...they're all good examples, as well as professional looking...mine....not so much. I think I get too focused on the concept we learn and forget about creativity! Boo me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FROZEN ACTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;..................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534332123295869234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3lvnYVaTI/AAAAAAAAA1M/qYpin399bnk/s400/1_160+F5+ISO1000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1/160 F5 ISO 1000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3lv6ymUAI/AAAAAAAAA1U/u4LtRGPcBcs/s1600/1_60+F5.6+ISO1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534332128506302466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3lv6ymUAI/AAAAAAAAA1U/u4LtRGPcBcs/s400/1_60+F5.6+ISO1000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1/160 F5.6 ISO 1000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two boys. I don't like where/how I cropped the pictures. I was too busy following them around the house.. They chase like mad men. You'd never know two small things could run so fast and bark so dang LOUD! I used a higher ISO on these since I was indoors, after dusk, trying my best to avoid using flash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMPLIED MOTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3lvfF9CdI/AAAAAAAAA1E/V5LVp3e6HAk/s1600/1_25+F5.3+ISO1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534332121071290834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3lvfF9CdI/AAAAAAAAA1E/V5LVp3e6HAk/s400/1_25+F5.3+ISO1000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1/25 F5.3 ISO 1000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3lvM4pydI/AAAAAAAAA08/FyefQiEyKj0/s1600/1_13+F10+ISO1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534332116183665106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3lvM4pydI/AAAAAAAAA08/FyefQiEyKj0/s400/1_13+F10+ISO1000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1/13 F10 ISO 1000&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emma at bath time. The first photo she is telling me "No No Oda" (see the next post for details if you care :). The second one is just a cute smile next to the blurred water. She loves bath time. Thank goodness! I used a high ISO since I was in a windowless bathroom. To make matters even worse, a bulb burnt out while we were in there. See my comment below on "luck"..make sense? LoL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PANNING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3lufoas8I/AAAAAAAAA00/HlYMdiieqFM/s1600/1_50+F36+ISO400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534332104035972034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3lufoas8I/AAAAAAAAA00/HlYMdiieqFM/s400/1_50+F36+ISO400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/50 F36 ISO 400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, Brooke, you said so yourself...Panning takes a little bit of luck. Well, I laughed when you said that because I'm pretty sure that's a word that does not apply to my life, in any aspect...EVER. I tried a million scenario's. This was the best I could get (and really, only his foot is focused LoL). I tried cars. Random cyclists. Co-workers on scooters. Emma swinging. Dogs chasing balls in the yard &amp;amp; the list goes on. Max, my adorable neighbor, was so excited to help me. He was originally on his scooter riding around from house to house. Then, his mom asked him to run..he started and stopped half way because he needed to take his coat off...he can't "run fast with it, it's too big". So, poor litle guy probably froze his toosh off..&amp;amp; this is what I got. He was pretty proud to help me take pictures though. He said "they've gotta be good, I ran so fast"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-1265657208881681755?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1265657208881681755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/week-2-shutter-speed.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/1265657208881681755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/1265657208881681755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/week-2-shutter-speed.html' title='Week 2-Shutter Speed'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TM3lvnYVaTI/AAAAAAAAA1M/qYpin399bnk/s72-c/1_160+F5+ISO1000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-233170485509042902</id><published>2010-10-23T20:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T20:49:15.286-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Fitting In..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531433927810057314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOZ2b2phGI/AAAAAAAAA0U/VMye_O9J0so/s400/_DSC0659.JPG" /&gt; My daughter thinks she's one of her brother's kind. LoL. I mentioned in a post or two back, that she's started crawling over to eat the dog food. Well, she also loves to ut her toys in their water bowl, just like Koda. ("Oda" as Emma calls him, ALWAYS sets his balls in the water bowl while he drinks, you know just in case the ball runs away or something..? what a tard). She also loves their toys, and only their toys. Forget hers. Doggy wanna-be or not, we love her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531433911328420594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOZ1edHsvI/AAAAAAAAAz8/4WGRoHQwrSc/s400/_DSC0635.JPG" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;MmmMm looks good....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531433904047825186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOZ1DVSoSI/AAAAAAAAAz0/v9nzUUV1Rbw/s400/_CSC0703.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'll try some....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531433915431611170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOZ1tvZayI/AAAAAAAAA0E/wzXjQAHTtqM/s400/_DSC0637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No Emma, that's icky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531433924030606706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOZ2NxjrXI/AAAAAAAAA0M/mGC-vxXLkAA/s400/_DSC0638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pretty sure I still want it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOaoPZu3TI/AAAAAAAAA0k/OQGmXg18M_Q/s1600/_DSC0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531434783461006642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOaoPZu3TI/AAAAAAAAA0k/OQGmXg18M_Q/s400/_DSC0644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531434778808581010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOan-Ege5I/AAAAAAAAA0c/T2MyPmvZbYQ/s400/_DSC0640.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531434784010947154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOaoRc2SlI/AAAAAAAAA0s/c2SrW07N5L4/s400/_DSC0647.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-233170485509042902?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/233170485509042902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/fitting-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/233170485509042902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/233170485509042902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/fitting-in.html' title='Fitting In..'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOZ2b2phGI/AAAAAAAAA0U/VMye_O9J0so/s72-c/_DSC0659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-5870976173364685900</id><published>2010-10-23T19:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T20:02:47.061-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooke Snow Fall Class'/><title type='text'>Week 1-Aperture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;One Sharp Subject&lt;/span&gt;-My daughter &amp;amp; her out of control hair.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOMlB1M49I/AAAAAAAAAzs/k9YV2iwtKCY/s1600/F5.6+1_30x2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531419335115727826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOMlB1M49I/AAAAAAAAAzs/k9YV2iwtKCY/s400/F5.6+1_30x2.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;F 5.6 1/30 ISO 800- Fore &amp;amp; background fuzzy (her blanket is most noticeable to me).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOMkr06GEI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ClQFMp-ElB0/s1600/F11+1_160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531419329208916034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOMkr06GEI/AAAAAAAAAzk/ClQFMp-ElB0/s400/F11+1_160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; F11 1/160 -in between ISO 800&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOMkQixHnI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_S-PqsirjGc/s1600/F22+1_160x2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531419321885073010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOMkQixHnI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_S-PqsirjGc/s400/F22+1_160x2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;F22 1/160 - Entire image is sharp ISO 800&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'Who Cares'?&lt;/span&gt; - Above the kitchen cabinets. I think I was too far away to get much of a difference between the 3. Plus, the indoor lighting didn't help. I tried to change the WB, but it seemed to make matters worse when I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOMkFHxRwI/AAAAAAAAAzU/qStbmVQDKx4/s1600/F5+1_200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531419318819047170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOMkFHxRwI/AAAAAAAAAzU/qStbmVQDKx4/s400/F5+1_200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; F 5 1/200 ISO 800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOLuR2bmSI/AAAAAAAAAzM/7x5zL5fB_Zk/s1600/F11+1_60.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531418394523048226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOLuR2bmSI/AAAAAAAAAzM/7x5zL5fB_Zk/s400/F11+1_60.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F11 1/60 ISO 800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOLuJE5vII/AAAAAAAAAzE/raPeM2Js5Vo/s1600/F22+1_160+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531418392167824514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOLuJE5vII/AAAAAAAAAzE/raPeM2Js5Vo/s400/F22+1_160+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F22 1/160 ISO 800&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'Story Telling'-&lt;/span&gt; My work building. It's been so cloudy and grey lately, these were horrible and very frustrating for me..For the life of me I could not get the sky to not look so white!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOLtvuwg-I/AAAAAAAAAy8/wlI2wE9V61U/s1600/F5.6+1_200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531418385364059106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOLtvuwg-I/AAAAAAAAAy8/wlI2wE9V61U/s400/F5.6+1_200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F5.6 1/200 ISO 200-Colors are obviously worse &amp;amp; the letters are noticeably fuzzier to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOLtOEFKnI/AAAAAAAAAy0/MdQiUnTzB9I/s1600/F11+1_200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531418376326687346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOLtOEFKnI/AAAAAAAAAy0/MdQiUnTzB9I/s400/F11+1_200.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;F 11 1/200 ISO 320&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOLs9-_UVI/AAAAAAAAAys/q3Q_7qAId5c/s1600/F22+1_50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531418372010365266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOLs9-_UVI/AAAAAAAAAys/q3Q_7qAId5c/s400/F22+1_50.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; F22 1/50  ISO 320-Sharpest, &amp;amp; clearest coloring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think the most difficult thing for me was figuring out what to take the pictures of &amp;amp; then getting the pictures in the three stops. I have about a million options I had been taking through the week. But, poor indoor lighting, and this gloomy weather outside, I felt very limited.  Any suggestions on good indoor lighting sources? Umbrella lights vs. box, etc.? I think I need to invest &amp;amp; learn with those as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-5870976173364685900?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5870976173364685900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/week-1-aperture.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5870976173364685900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5870976173364685900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/week-1-aperture.html' title='Week 1-Aperture'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TMOMlB1M49I/AAAAAAAAAzs/k9YV2iwtKCY/s72-c/F5.6+1_30x2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-1095173968378076874</id><published>2010-10-19T20:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:36:11.670-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><title type='text'>It's the little things.....</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog,&lt;br /&gt;     As I  complained about in my last post, (which sounded really really whiny-sorry), Emma hasn't been sleeping lately. Well, I feel her mouth all the time. Nothing...Until TONIGHT! She's got a little tooth sprouting up! Only 10.5 months old...about time! I am so0o excited. Oh, the joys of being a first time mommy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;  Me AKA the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt; mommy to a new darling daughter with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sprouting&lt;/span&gt; tooth.   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. She was laying in the living room while I went to load dishes real quick. Next thing I know the dog bowls are rattling in the kitchen by my feet..Needless to say she had her first tasty handful of dog food last night...(yuck)...maybe that did the trick? Ha Ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-1095173968378076874?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1095173968378076874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-little-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/1095173968378076874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/1095173968378076874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-little-things.html' title='It&apos;s the little things.....'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-8983441592199658441</id><published>2010-10-17T13:03:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T13:36:01.308-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>I don't think I realized how I alone I've felt since Adam got his new job until this past weekend. I'm not one for showing much feeling..I keep things bottled up most the time (unless I'm pregnant-then I can't be held resonsible for the emotions and words that come out of my mouth..haha). My dad, mom &amp;amp; sister came to visit from Cedar City. It was a weekend full of nothingness...BUT, togetherness. Adam isn't expected to have one day off (including weekends) for the next 3 months. No Thanksgiving break. No Christmas. No Emma's first birthday day off..LoL. Okay, that's not a real holiday, but it breaks my heart. As my family was leaving, I just broke down. I really do miss having friends &amp;amp; family close by. It makes it that much harder with my sweet husband working so much. Don't get me wrong. I love spending endless amounts of time with my lovely daughter &amp;amp; my two puppy boys. They all know how to put a smile on my face &amp;amp; I charish the time we get to spend playing and laughing. We knew this is how it would be when he accepted the job offer..but the reality of it sure does &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUCK&lt;/span&gt;. I'm hoping that the photograhy classes I am starting soon will help me not feel so alone..give me a little more to do to feel more involved in the WORLD. Heaven knows I'm shy &amp;amp; far from being an outgoing person..I need a nudge. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of my sobbing and feeling sorry for myself (really my life isn't that bad and it could be much worse). Whit &amp;amp; I had a little fun on Saturday and took some pictures. I have way too many and my computer is way too slow to post them all (here or on FB)...so here's a few favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529097809345125330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLtNKcZoG9I/AAAAAAAAAxk/z1BwfQrmKzc/s400/_DSC0451edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529097811050987826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLtNKiwVgTI/AAAAAAAAAxs/A4oV0nalJD8/s400/_DSC0463.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529098461517935650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLtNwZ7vdCI/AAAAAAAAAyU/1k32nQbTwU0/s400/_DSC0503.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529098450490180146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLtNvw2hQjI/AAAAAAAAAyM/u_CLA1CJLHk/s400/_DSC0495.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529097829420323122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLtNLnL7UTI/AAAAAAAAAyE/W8Z2ucjVPSw/s400/_DSC0490edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529097822929759634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLtNLPAdLZI/AAAAAAAAAx8/fsEq-XTl_tc/s400/_DSC0470.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529097815439180834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLtNKzGkBCI/AAAAAAAAAx0/oCbXK4KZNnQ/s400/_DSC0467.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529098475563564082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLtNxOQevDI/AAAAAAAAAyk/mKnVMrbhBis/s400/_DSC0617.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529098464282092306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLtNwkOxIxI/AAAAAAAAAyc/PsB7Qa9AHdI/s400/_DSC0596.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's to dancing in the rain....I've always loved a good thunderstorm ;) Bring on the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-8983441592199658441?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8983441592199658441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/alone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/8983441592199658441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/8983441592199658441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLtNKcZoG9I/AAAAAAAAAxk/z1BwfQrmKzc/s72-c/_DSC0451edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-7859982017291069458</id><published>2010-10-14T11:58:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T12:45:55.745-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Little Monster</title><content type='html'>Enough said! Not only is she going through some annoyingly huge growth spurt (the constant eating. pooping-gross,sorry. not sleeping all night anymore, etc), but she is now into EVERYTHING. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527966778402813522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLdIfxzcNlI/AAAAAAAAAxM/sJZU-ZaoIu4/s400/_DSC0342.JPG" /&gt;I knew the day would come, I just pretended it wasn't for a while! Between the butt scooting, army crawling, rolling, and assisted walking, she wants and HAS TO BE on the go, go, go! With Adam working so stinkin' much (which I absolutely hate by the way-he loves the work, so that's what matters) I feel so much like a single mommy! :( My family is hopefully taking a trip north to visit this coming weekend, &amp;amp; I can't wait...Maybe I'll get some help painting the kitchen/living room area...FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527966302625806466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLdIEFZXOII/AAAAAAAAAw0/VHzo9n_lWJQ/s400/_DSC0330.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527964968407325346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLdG2bC42qI/AAAAAAAAAws/jHJZP5gBcbw/s400/_DSC0324.JPG" /&gt; Aunt Jordan got Emma this adorable little outfit! Her babe has the matching one for boys! Now, if only we could get them together...that'd be a super picture opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLdNovSXf1I/AAAAAAAAAxc/hgzdT2QV7gM/s1600/babes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 406px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527972429904183122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLdNovSXf1I/AAAAAAAAAxc/hgzdT2QV7gM/s400/babes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ahhhhhh...IF ONLY!  :)  Love ya Jordan! Thanks for the adorable outfit!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nap time is apprently over. I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-7859982017291069458?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7859982017291069458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/mommys-little-monster.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/7859982017291069458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/7859982017291069458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/10/mommys-little-monster.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Little Monster'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TLdIfxzcNlI/AAAAAAAAAxM/sJZU-ZaoIu4/s72-c/_DSC0342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-8633766563680906398</id><published>2010-09-24T15:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T15:33:25.214-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'I Feel Pretty'...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TJ0Wel9qOMI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Hkr4L0-IE84/s1600/Emma4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520593433068714178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TJ0Wel9qOMI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Hkr4L0-IE84/s400/Emma4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YAY! SHE DID IT! Little miss Emma finally got her ears pierced! (Okay, more like I did it finally, but whatev).  We had a fun morning out this morning.  First we went to Sam's...got a refund for the Similac formula recall.  Jordan must have had some divine intervention when she was kind enough to send us 2 cans of formula. These 2 cans happen to be okay (not recalled) &amp;amp; Similac is all she will drink..So, we got lucky! Thanks Jordan!  After our Sam's trip (which I got a killer deal on 2 pack of my fav. mascara and eye liner..tee hee) we went to the D.I.  Only ever been there once, but I got away with some fun things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520593424505032402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TJ0WeGD6ztI/AAAAAAAAAwM/BGHbJvk9GDs/s400/EMma1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We got Emma this GIANT elephant stuffed animal. It is SO SOFT. $2!  What a steal! Then, I also got a giant basket, and a reall cute vintage chair that I thought would be fun for pictures. We also got Emma a new toy, and some giant sunglasses (for pictures too)....all for, wait for it $15! I felt pretty proud walking out with all that and spending so little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520593427307545922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TJ0WeQgFxUI/AAAAAAAAAwc/w3VZLZXWYEg/s400/Emma3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After our D.I. trip we went to Wally. We were going to get her ears pierced there, but after waiting around forever, didn't because they are not organzied &amp;amp; couldn't find the paperwork.  Before I went to the jewelry counter, I went and got some round band-aids just in case she was going to try and play with her earrings...Well. I totally forgot and walked out of Wally with them..I noticed before I left and took them back in...haha WOOPS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520593424879627346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TJ0WeHdOrFI/AAAAAAAAAwU/ODXATDzDU0o/s400/Emma2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, we traveled across the street to Claire's in the mall. Emma hates when you wipe off her face. Or try to brush her hair. She is very territorial about her face. LoL. The manager at claires was pretty good with her...took numerous tries to get the dots for placement of the earrings straight since she kept pushing her hand away. I laughed, which didn't help. Oh well!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TJ0Wd7aELgI/AAAAAAAAAwE/zXO3oSZK1u4/s1600/Emma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520593421645131266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TJ0Wd7aELgI/AAAAAAAAAwE/zXO3oSZK1u4/s400/Emma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She got a little fussy once we started to hold her down. She cried for a few seconds after each ear. I had a bottle waiting..that calmed her right down and she crashed.  Any ways. Fun day. Just mom and baby. Wish daddy could have joined. We miss him with these new long hours, and no phone service. Not even a hello until he gets home at night. Well, she turned out adorable with her little earrings....let's hope daddy likes them too...he has  NO CLUE! LoL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-8633766563680906398?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8633766563680906398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-feel-pretty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/8633766563680906398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/8633766563680906398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-feel-pretty.html' title='&apos;I Feel Pretty&apos;...'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TJ0Wel9qOMI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Hkr4L0-IE84/s72-c/Emma4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-686071406235865760</id><published>2010-08-08T13:27:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T14:18:38.496-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Update Update Update...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503128776035370866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TF8KdwjRh3I/AAAAAAAAAuc/NqE7WMCUlEc/s400/DSC02713.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gosh. Where does time go?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emma had her MRI on July 14th (I think)? It was a very long long day. She wasn't allowed to eat for 8 hours before since they had to sedate her. The appt was at 10. So, if you've ever had a baby who loves food like mine (pretty sure that's all babies), you see what my dilema was. I stayed up and fed her every 2 hours until I wasn't allowed to anymore. I had hoped that would help her since she has been sleeping through the night with no food for months now, it would be like delaying her foodless nights. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My daughter amazes me. She smiled, and giggles and laughed the whole trip to SLC. The whole time in the hospital. She cried maybe 2 minutes while they were putting in her IV...then she was back to all smiles. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They gave her one bag of fluids before the sedation. I was holding her and it was the strangest thing, how sudden and "lifeless" she was. It was quick. A nurse took her from me, set her in the MRI machine, and she woke up. Talking, kicking her legs, smiling again. LoL. So, they had to give her another medication on top of what she already had. I laughed so hard. She was talking so loud and kicking so much, and it slowly started to slow down. She was trying to kick, but her legs were just getting too heavy. She was trying to talk, and ended up sounding drunk. LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; I went to get lunch and cheesecake during the MRI. We were told it would take about 45 minutes. We got back a little early, and she was already in recovery. She slept for another hour or so. Then we woke her up. Again, drunk baby. She drank 10 oz. of apple juice..very very quickly (they were only allowing clear liquids until she was released from recovery). The nurses warned us that most babies and kids are very upset when they wake up. They don't like how they feel and how unstable they are, etc. Not my Emma. She was happy as can be..Just about every nurse commented on how they couldn't believe it. LoL.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503129377367153682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TF8LAwr8XBI/AAAAAAAAAvU/ce4X7lSvnmM/s400/DSC02730.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had to wait around for a few hours before we got to meet with her nuerologist. But, she was happy, she slept some, so we were okay to people watch. That hospital breaks my heart. So stinkin' sad, the condition some of those young kids are in... :'(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We got a good report. Her brain looked totally normal and healthy. The part of the brain that usually shows seizure activity, or a seizure disorder was normal. FEW! So, like we thought, her seizures were infact a "reverse side effect" from her vaccines.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have been given a vaccine schedule. She is not allowed to have the pertussis part of the dTap vaccine.  Which makes me worry about her getting whopping cough. So, I think Adam and I will go get the adult vaccine to try and prevent it all we can!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A week or so later, she got a cold...which turned into strep...which I caught..which my poor cousin, who was nice enough to babysit once before we knew she had it, caught. After 2 doctor visits. 2 weeks. and lots of meds, we are all better and back to norm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503128771397500130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TF8KdfRhPOI/AAAAAAAAAuU/2uSCY4q6hjo/s400/DSC02710.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my sick baby. LoL&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My family surprised me this weekend and came to visit. I had so much fun. It's always the best when there is nothing planned. We aren't meeting up for a baby shower or funeral or anything else besides just hanging out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503128780848043330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TF8KeCetFUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/iAaik9u6mBk/s400/DSC02718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503129371355714450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TF8LAaStE5I/AAAAAAAAAvM/K1FaXugoRm4/s400/DSC02728.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went swimming. shopping. ate some yummy food. played Mario Cart with Jordan &amp;amp; Gerrit long distance. ate more yummy food. girls painted nails. talked a LOT. blew bubbles outside (which Bear was way more entertained by...pouncing, chasing and barking at them..it was a good laugh) we just hung out and had FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you Emma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you Adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you Whit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you Mike (even though you weren't there).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you Gordy (even though you were distant, LoL).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you Bear &amp;amp; Koda too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for a fantastic weekend!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503129360544643330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TF8K_yBJOQI/AAAAAAAAAvE/nHAYEIgBVGo/s400/DSC02725pool2.jpg" /&gt;Trying to get the camera!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503129356818157522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TF8K_kIrj9I/AAAAAAAAAu8/W15G2nMy2FI/s400/DSC02723.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503128796288872722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TF8Ke8AFcRI/AAAAAAAAAu0/pTBw-af9ZCk/s400/DSC02721.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We love to splash in the water!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503128790114548658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TF8KelAAu7I/AAAAAAAAAus/mfFGV-czMCY/s400/DSC02720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She seems concerned that someone is going to take away her new favorit toy/water bottle. Ha. What a silly but very cute girl!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-686071406235865760?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/686071406235865760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/08/update-update-update.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/686071406235865760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/686071406235865760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/08/update-update-update.html' title='Update Update Update...'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TF8KdwjRh3I/AAAAAAAAAuc/NqE7WMCUlEc/s72-c/DSC02713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-1008154762383423237</id><published>2010-07-09T09:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T09:42:32.300-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Bear &amp; Koda</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491928558225551122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDc_7RzbbxI/AAAAAAAAAts/trlr0T45j7M/s400/DSC02671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture the other day, thought it turned out cute.  My boys were my first babies...Seriously, the best practice for a child!  Sometimes, I still think they are more work then Emma is...what a handful they can be!  Bear turned 3 in June.  Koda will be 2 in August.  So, this is my little summer tribute to my boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491928565759786786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDc_7t3uvyI/AAAAAAAAAt0/heuBDaIapsI/s400/Bearnose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear is such a mommy's boy. LoL.  Adam always calls him a Sissy. He has to be where Mom is ALL the time.  Bear has such a personality..Slightly bi-polar. LoL.  He has the best underbite ever. I love it. He is very protective and very smart. Adam can't even give me a hug, without Bear pulling on his pant legs and growling trying to get him off me. LoL.  He is very well behaved. He can go outside without a leash now, because if I say "bye bear" he comes running! Can't be without Mom!  Bear &amp;amp; Koda both love car rides.  Say those words &amp;amp; they are sitting at the garage door waiting.  But, Bear won't go if it's just Adam.  Kinda funny.  Adam will pick him up and have to take him to the car if I'm not in it.  I love how attached he is to me.  Bear also, loves his Ted.  He can't go to sleep without it.  He will sit by the bedroom door and cry until we let him out to go get Ted.  What a baby. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bear &amp;amp; his beloved Ted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491928569428377026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDc_77iY_cI/AAAAAAAAAt8/ZkHa8kfp9jM/s400/Bearnted.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Koda &amp;amp; his favorite thing EVER..balls...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491928584817881682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDc_803iMlI/AAAAAAAAAuM/4FxL6PRMloo/s400/144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little Koda was a a great addition to our family!  We got him at 3 months old &amp;amp; for a while Adam wanted to get rid of him.  Now, you couldn't pay Adam to give him up. They are BUDS!  Koda is slightly ADHD (yes, one dog is bi polarthe other ADHD lol).  Like on the movie, UP..."Squirrel"?   That's Koda with "Balls"?  He takes these with him everywhere...if he needs a drink, he sets it in his water bowl.  LoL.  His bark is so LOUD &amp;amp; OBNOXIOUS. From such a little thing, you wouldn't think he could get so dang noisy!  My favorite thing about Koda is how loving he is. He wouldn't hurt a fly...litterally.  A dead fly on the floor, he licks. He loves to give "kisses". I think I've only heard a growl come out of this little fella once, when Bear tried to take he treat. LoL. Koda is our airhead, but very smart at the same time. He sure bullies poor little Bear! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDc_8d_0WvI/AAAAAAAAAuE/50ZFZx7wbC4/s1600/IMG_5222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491928578678610674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDc_8d_0WvI/AAAAAAAAAuE/50ZFZx7wbC4/s400/IMG_5222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy birthday boys!  We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-1008154762383423237?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1008154762383423237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/bear-koda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/1008154762383423237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/1008154762383423237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/bear-koda.html' title='Bear &amp; Koda'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDc_7RzbbxI/AAAAAAAAAts/trlr0T45j7M/s72-c/DSC02671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-1301594701276242221</id><published>2010-07-06T16:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T18:16:41.446-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><title type='text'>June</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDO0ocAoo0I/AAAAAAAAAtk/3rqptuW_aC0/s1600/DSC02578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490930977501389634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDO0ocAoo0I/AAAAAAAAAtk/3rqptuW_aC0/s400/DSC02578.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June was a tough month for us...or maybe just me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma got sick one (Sunday) night..just vomiting constantly. Also had a little bout of diarrhea. I figured it was likely just a 24 hour bug or something along those lines. Monday rolls around. She's totally fine. Her laughing, giggling, smiling, jabbering self. Tuesday. Herself. Wednesday morning. I woke up before her to get everything ready to go play with Britney &amp;amp; Hayden, got a bottle ready to feed her and take off for work. She usually is pretty eager to get that bottle first thing.. I sit down, turn the news on, and try to give her the bottle and she just pushes it away like she does when she is finished. I thought, odd, but okay, we'll run ya down the street to Hayden's and she can feed ya. So in her car seat and off we go. We get to Britney's and she still wouldn't eat. So, I tried a little banana..she ate it. So, I asked Britney to feed her the rest of her banana's, then try her bottle. She tried. She had 2 Shrek vomits and lost every bit. So Britney made her another bottle and tried after a little mid-morning nap. Same thing. Shrek took over her body I swear. So, I left work and went to the store for more fruit and some pedialyte. I called her pedi on my way, and he said he'd like to see her with her not keeping anything down. So, we went in. He figured she had the stomach flu. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490930954938479266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDO0nH9N8qI/AAAAAAAAAtU/nBoCJRsB4D0/s400/DSC02561.JPG" /&gt;Nothing you can do for them. It's a virus, just has to play it's way out. He told us to feed her 2 tablespoons of pedialyte every 20 minutes to keep her hydrated. That small of an amount, she would digest it and her body wouldn't recognize there was anything to get rid of (vomit). Well, that didn't work. Not even one tablespoon would stay down. She would scream and cry and just looked sick and in pain. So I tried going down to a teaspoon..It worked, so we worked our way up slowly..trying to keep her hydrated enough to stay out of the ER!&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, my doctors day off (they always have days off that I need them...this..when I went into labor..LoL). So, I took her to see the on call doctor all the way on the opposite side of the valley because she was STILL not keeping any food down...barely keeping pedialyte. He checked to make sure she wasn't dehydrated, etc. He told me she had Rotavirus. They usually get bouts of in in the early Summer time. Yes, there is a vaccine, but it got recalled just around the time Emma was 2 months. By the time it became available again, she was too old to start the series of shots. SAD! :( Luckily, Hayden the little girl Emma is around, got it and didn't ever get it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this on call doctor said give it 24 more hours of not eating..if she still won't she'd need to go to the ER for an IV, etc. I'm pretty sure these few days were more difficult for me. I cried a lot. It is so hard to see them even more helpless than they already are as babies. Especially when I have had such a happy, playful baby. She went to staring at walls, pale, fussy, and many other opposites to her normal personality. I hated it. So, a week of her being sick before she started to eat normal amounts of food again. She lost over a pound, which she doesn't have any lbs to loose! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490930941116031762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDO0mUdsIxI/AAAAAAAAAtM/9RgvwsPl4Hg/s400/DSC02554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, good news, Emma was all better for Father's Day! Bad news, Adam got it. He was in sick and in bed for a few days. He couldn't move or eat. He was miserable. He said he felt like he was being a bigger baby than Emma was..she was still a trooper, and she couldn't take drugs like he could! LoL. First Father's Day for Adam=Sucky and sick with Rotavirus. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY everyone is better. We had to take Emma to Primary Children's hospital on the 24th. She saw a neurologist to try and see what her little episodes were just after her 4 month vaccines. They said she was developing right on track and even a little a head of most babies her age. They pretty much told me I was nuts and nothing really happened. They ordered to do an EEG, to "calm me" and "reassure" things were okay. Well, today I called and got the EEG results. They were "a little abnormal" and showed potential for a underlying seizer disease. Great.&lt;br /&gt;MOTHERS: ALWAYS LISTEN TO YOUR INSTINCTS! YOU KNOW WHEN SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH YOUR BABIES. INSIST UNTIL YOU KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490929397247967666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDOzMdG3AbI/AAAAAAAAAss/Qw2Q-pIbSOc/s400/chillin.jpg" /&gt;My Pedi told me it was nothing. So did the neurologists. I know it could still be "nothing" (nothing serious anyways), and I am going to try and not worry until we KNOW. But, I am glad I persisted on getting her in, in the first place! We have an MRI scheduled for Next Wednesday morning. A follow up with a neurologist later in the afternoon with the results. So, it will be another long day for Emma &amp;amp; mommy. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490929425681419346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDOzOHB7DFI/AAAAAAAAAtE/fBaiYF46FDA/s400/DSC02556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short (too late, I know), it's been emotionally exhausting for me this month. I'm a worry wort as it is. Add this precious baby to it all, and the list can go on forever! I love her with all my heart. I pray and pray for her and her well being. I have faith. I know she will be okay and we have available options no matter the outcome. Please keep her in your prayers as well. I'll keep everyone updated on her appointment next week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDOzLi2GUgI/AAAAAAAAAsk/NPERFLa-31o/s1600/charmer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 249px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490929381608411650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDOzLi2GUgI/AAAAAAAAAsk/NPERFLa-31o/s400/charmer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-1301594701276242221?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1301594701276242221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/june-was-tough-month-for-us.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/1301594701276242221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/1301594701276242221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/07/june-was-tough-month-for-us.html' title='June'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TDO0ocAoo0I/AAAAAAAAAtk/3rqptuW_aC0/s72-c/DSC02578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-9046293829725948587</id><published>2010-06-09T17:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T17:55:00.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 6 Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TBAooBJalUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/eCLqJnLS2VA/s1600/DSC02376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480925414477698370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TBAooBJalUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/eCLqJnLS2VA/s400/DSC02376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;WoW! Time flies! Our little M &amp;amp;M is 6 months old today! She is growing so fast &amp;amp; getting TOO smart! LoL. We had just her 6 month well-child today. No shots (we will be going to Primary Children's Hospital to see a Neurologist on the 24th).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 14.4 oz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 25.5"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head: 17"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor said she is one good lookin', healthy, smart baby! He couldn't get over how long her eyelashes were, and her little curls. She is a babe. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also diagnosed her (which I kinda figured before hand) with 'torticollis'. He explained it as her left side of her neck stretched longer than her right side, so her head is always tilted to the right. She has to do some physical therapy stretches at home, which he showed us. She also gets to visit the chiropractor a few times to make sure she is still aligned properly. She may not like the stretches, but we do what we gotta! Poor Babe! I got to looking back at some older photos and I do see her head is almost always tilted to her right..it's only been fairly noticeable the past few weeks &amp;amp; days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torticollis does not have any long term effects. No one who doesn't read this post will ever know. He explained it like an adult getting into a wreck and getting whiplash without ever getting it properly treated (the effect not the pain associated with it). Birth although without any medical complications can cause that same effect in babies. Only, it's not usually diagnosed until they are old enough to be holding their heads fully upright, and can't. It's not painful, so that's a small relief. He said he could tell she was still happy, which is a good sign. She is smart &amp;amp; developing just perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480925451669723122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TBAoqLsr1_I/AAAAAAAAAsM/TCg5-Dic5kY/s400/DSC02247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost Sitting!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's getting fairly close to sitting up...I'm sure a leveled out noggin' will help her not tip over. LoL. Regardless, we love her &amp;amp; couldn't imagine life any different. She's so precious. She's so sweet. She's such an angel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TBAorNWEz8I/AAAAAAAAAsU/iBp-DyXP3EI/s1600/DSC02389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480925469291630530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TBAorNWEz8I/AAAAAAAAAsU/iBp-DyXP3EI/s400/DSC02389.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheese!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TBAopt5-ZHI/AAAAAAAAAsE/_bTffB2imHY/s1600/DSC02336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480925443672401010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TBAopt5-ZHI/AAAAAAAAAsE/_bTffB2imHY/s400/DSC02336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MMmMmm FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TBAoozpjFVI/AAAAAAAAAr8/MqNBCfE8n3o/s1600/DSC02253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480925428034245970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TBAoozpjFVI/AAAAAAAAAr8/MqNBCfE8n3o/s400/DSC02253.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know why, but I just LOVE this picture! LoL. So cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-9046293829725948587?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/9046293829725948587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-6-months.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/9046293829725948587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/9046293829725948587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-6-months.html' title='Happy 6 Months!'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/TBAooBJalUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/eCLqJnLS2VA/s72-c/DSC02376.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-623520610140799529</id><published>2010-05-11T19:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T20:52:25.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i.heart.my.toes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oW--D5GAI/AAAAAAAAArg/Uk-sxC-1QwE/s1600/DSC02240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470209968461912066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oW--D5GAI/AAAAAAAAArg/Uk-sxC-1QwE/s400/DSC02240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no, I don't. If you know me at all, you'd know I actually HATE feet..Baby Emma's are the only exception. The past few days that her Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Staples were here (my parents), she seemed to have picked up a few new "tricks". Ha. It's so wrong that I refer to her new development skills like their something a dog does! Annnywaaayys. To get to the point, she's found her toes! She's been able to get them in that mouth of hers a few times now, but she loves the "Happy Baby" Yoga pose (I hope she loves yoga like I do, I could use a partner)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's also learned when we say "kisses" to open her mouth. LoL. Not quite how kisses are supposed to be, but to do it everytime, she's catching on quick! A baby kiss (how do other babies 'kiss')? Maybe. An Emma Kiss? For sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa Staples taught her to shake her head when we say "no, no, no, no"...Ha ha..It's pretty dang cute! &amp;amp; if she doesn't want something, or isn't getting what she wants, she shakes her head "no, no, no, no". I'm lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Staples taught her the "wiggle dance". While she lays on the floor, you grab her feet and wiggle her. She giggles &amp;amp; giggles. You stop and she tries to wiggle herself because she wants you to keep going. Another, very funny, entertaining, enjoyable thing I love! It's only going to get better &amp;amp; better! Eeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470209938963584354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oW9QK8VWI/AAAAAAAAArI/CkqPh0gkR7w/s400/DSC02229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oW-Sqm9DI/AAAAAAAAArY/er70ywSzvaQ/s1600/DSC02224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470209956813141042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oW-Sqm9DI/AAAAAAAAArY/er70ywSzvaQ/s400/DSC02224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oW9w9KzyI/AAAAAAAAArQ/IemN5dAWp6k/s1600/DSC02227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470209947764182818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oW9w9KzyI/AAAAAAAAArQ/IemN5dAWp6k/s400/DSC02227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oW86uqgWI/AAAAAAAAArA/XQOKPPVAfpQ/s1600/DSC02235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470209933207830882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oW86uqgWI/AAAAAAAAArA/XQOKPPVAfpQ/s400/DSC02235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-623520610140799529?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/623520610140799529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/05/iheartmytoes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/623520610140799529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/623520610140799529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/05/iheartmytoes.html' title='i.heart.my.toes.'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oW--D5GAI/AAAAAAAAArg/Uk-sxC-1QwE/s72-c/DSC02240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-1123415952957424380</id><published>2010-05-11T19:06:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:33:44.777-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>My first Mother's Day was awesome. My family came up from Cedar. Which was a gift in itself! I love spending time with them, no matter how short or what we're doing! We did a little shopping, video gaming, spending time at my Grandma's, etc. Saturday night, we went to Pounders Hawaiian restaurant...YUMMMM! &amp;amp; all mom's ate free! BONUS! My parents offered to watch Emma while we went to a movie or something, just to get out. We didn't feel like sitting through a movie, so we decided to just take a drive. Or, so I thought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are driving into town, and Adam tells me he wanted to run into Leading Edge Aviation School, to get his book he forgot at class earlier. So we pull in, and he tells me to come in for a second. BUT, he reached in the back seat &amp;amp; took out his flight bag...I KNEW IT! He was taking me flying!!!!! I was so excited..a tad bit nervous. &amp;amp; very anxious to go! It was such a perfect night. Beautiful Sunset. Clear sky. Just perfect. It was pretty romantic, or so I thought. I loved the DVD's and Chocolates I got as well, but this was the icing on the cake (MMmmM..now I want it...or cookies, or icecream... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470188182151673874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oDK1uwuBI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/H8HcIB8oIQ8/s400/0508002001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470188191460015746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oDLYaCvoI/AAAAAAAAAqY/fojuhKW7QMs/s400/0508002014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oDbtFM3NI/AAAAAAAAAq4/F_YtG37mX_Q/s1600/0508002033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470188471887650002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oDbtFM3NI/AAAAAAAAAq4/F_YtG37mX_Q/s400/0508002033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oDNNDo1rI/AAAAAAAAAqw/XIwYbuSIJBQ/s1600/0508002026a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470188222772991666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oDNNDo1rI/AAAAAAAAAqw/XIwYbuSIJBQ/s400/0508002026a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oDMjRzKhI/AAAAAAAAAqo/2N7YAVDUGjU/s1600/0508002022b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470188211558099474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oDMjRzKhI/AAAAAAAAAqo/2N7YAVDUGjU/s400/0508002022b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oDLxErbwI/AAAAAAAAAqg/XufOnKNwbyg/s1600/0508002035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470188198081294082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oDLxErbwI/AAAAAAAAAqg/XufOnKNwbyg/s400/0508002035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday we just spent some time hanging out before my family went home.  Grandma came over and we ate Adam's delicious Mother's Day Dinner.  Dutch oven potatoes, chicken, salad, the WORKS.  Michael called &amp;amp; we were all able to talk to him for a while.  I'm pretty sure he was talking to us for a good 5 1/2 hours!  I loved being able to hear how good and happy he sounded.  He seems to be enjoying himself, and the hard work he has been doing.  He told me (in way too many details) all about his stomach worms. Gross. We were able to talk a little bit about Cocoa, and the difference in cultures with pets, meals, traditions, etc.  Pretty neat. He's getting to be so mature. I can't wait for him to come home...&amp;amp; I especially can't wait for him to meet his niece!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-1123415952957424380?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1123415952957424380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/1123415952957424380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/1123415952957424380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S-oDK1uwuBI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/H8HcIB8oIQ8/s72-c/0508002001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-2688576510118314466</id><published>2010-04-29T09:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T13:29:34.272-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><title type='text'>My Chatter Box</title><content type='html'>This is the cuteness I get to wake up to every single morning. How lucky am I? She sure is trying to figure out how that tounge works! LoL. Love it! 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=85ed329463ffa2d0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e9be7a202eeb20fe&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2688576510118314466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-chatter-box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2688576510118314466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2688576510118314466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-chatter-box.html' title='My Chatter Box'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-3645041214863684447</id><published>2010-04-27T11:44:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:52:50.768-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><title type='text'>Cute!</title><content type='html'>I've been trading "baby days" with a co-worker of mine. She takes Miss Emma one day a week, and I take her little girl, Hayden, once a week. It works great! Anyways, Hayden has this little toy that shoots balls...I'm pretty sure my dog Koda likes this toy more than she does. I just thought it was cute. I turned the toy on...Koda is all about it, and Hayden goes to her diaper bag to find another toy. LoL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3633b701a9ebf82c" 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://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3633b701a9ebf82c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331181161%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84F5E4260C6444B95EE24830462EDA192E7498F2.5D982E1D8FC1944AD0763711506784AED88C9640%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3633b701a9ebf82c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbDZcYWMuMcsUjJ5UUnKlNrIIddw&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://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3633b701a9ebf82c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331181161%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84F5E4260C6444B95EE24830462EDA192E7498F2.5D982E1D8FC1944AD0763711506784AED88C9640%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3633b701a9ebf82c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbDZcYWMuMcsUjJ5UUnKlNrIIddw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-3645041214863684447?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3633b701a9ebf82c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7ff923e7d4e0b29a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3645041214863684447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/3645041214863684447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/3645041214863684447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/cute.html' title='Cute!'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-2591191970761075169</id><published>2010-04-09T22:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T23:33:06.289-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 {four} months old...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458375818356970706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S8AL4xe_1NI/AAAAAAAAAps/kIqD8gsHYWE/s400/4mo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Emma's 4 month check up! Man, time flies! She did so great! Even with the shots!! She cried for about one minute..possibly less..until she saw her "crinkle book". It was all smiles after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Isaccson is so great. He let me look through the little eye thing (my medical terminology is awesome) &amp;amp; showed me what they look for. Pretty cool &amp;amp; kinda creepy. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was doing his check up, she kept grabbing his stethescope &amp;amp; pulling it towards her mouth. He seemed fairly surprised. He said that just watching her he could see advanced development..usually you don't see a lot of what she was doing until about 6 months old in most babies (grabbing his stethescope, trying to eat it. Taking her binki out and putting it back in herself, etc)! So, he said he would call her right on track, &amp;amp; not hesitate to call her advanced for her age. Go Emma! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458375817503206130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S8AL4uTcavI/AAAAAAAAApk/gVrqEReQpcE/s400/4months.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She weighed in at 12 lbs 6 oz..which is the 25th percentile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She measured at 25" long...which is in the 75th percentile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458375803596172306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S8AL36fv7BI/AAAAAAAAApU/sFqyEoN8tRY/s400/goldshoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always get nervous about side effects of the shots..&amp;amp; everything else in the world. LoL. I may be slightly paranoid. She slept a lot of the day, which is a normal side effect that about 70% of babies get with one or more of their shots. Anyways, I had just finished feeding her, and was changing her diaper and putting her PJ's on. She got super super stiff, and started to shake like she had fatigue, or was cold? Odd? Yes. Normal, just wait. I thought it was a little not...normal.. and so I tried to get her attention. Her eyes, then, started rolling in the back of her head! She did this while stiff and shaking for about 10 or 15 seconds. I freaked and called Adam in. She stopped shaking, but couldn't focus her eyes on anything..they were mostly still rolled back. I pick her up, and she got a little fussy, so I found a binki, she took it and crashed into a deep sleep..uhhh what the crap?! So I get my little Baby Bible (What to Expect the first year) and read what I could on side effects of the 4 month vaccines. Not comforting. I called Dr. Issaccson's on call doctor (who I almost think was him...sounded just like him, spoke just like him..lol). After a long questioning, he said it sounded like she may have had a tiny episode...but possibly nothing as well...especially because it happened only once, and for a short period of time. Also, because nothing happend at 2 months, and she was fine all day until just then, he thought she sounded just fine. He told me to lay her down on her own..not holding her to see how she would react and call him back if she did anything out of the ordinary. She woke up...was fussy for about 5 seconds...started to smile and play with some toys. LoL. Ugh the worries of being a mother! I am sleeping with her in the living room tonight..just like when she was a newborn. We're pretty sure all is well, but I never can be too cautious! ;) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458375806969073570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S8AL4HD6T6I/AAAAAAAAApc/hJTZvQSvMmQ/s400/emma4mo.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy 4 months Emma Rae..We Love you! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-2591191970761075169?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2591191970761075169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-four-months-old.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2591191970761075169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2591191970761075169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-four-months-old.html' title='4 {four} months old...'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S8AL4xe_1NI/AAAAAAAAAps/kIqD8gsHYWE/s72-c/4mo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-4541203498415121265</id><published>2010-04-08T19:05:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T20:57:02.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Cuteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457948664066106994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76HZHv6ZnI/AAAAAAAAAns/A4fp8xNVUuU/s400/011cp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma went on her first walk in the stroller today! She loved it! She practically laughed the whole time! We didn't go very far because, well, I'm pretty outta shape! LoL! But, since she loved it, hopefully we can change that now that the weather is getting better! FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Emma will be 4 months old tomorrow! Crazy! She giggles all the time. Such a happy baby! We sure got lucky! She still loves her baths &amp;amp; is getting so tall! Can't wait to see her stats tomorrow..I'll update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457955149062454674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76NSmPhvZI/AAAAAAAAAo0/p2xwfrVmF0w/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457956283234572018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76OUnXO1vI/AAAAAAAAApE/JHeb8_oxXqQ/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure that's a little Pilsbury Dough Boy Belly..Don't you just wanna poke it?! LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457956268392181490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76OTwEh7vI/AAAAAAAAAo8/X0OLqqu6-ok/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457956288090210450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76OU5c6AJI/AAAAAAAAApM/eb61dy8o3Bo/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457955140472961618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76NSGPoelI/AAAAAAAAAos/FBrFkTPoO7Q/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457955129715902610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76NReK8yJI/AAAAAAAAAok/kyfmPl2eRcE/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457955119243749794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76NQ3KMaaI/AAAAAAAAAoc/tMD7tMWgAuU/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We introduced baby food to her about a week or two ago! She ate an entire bowl of rice cereal her first time! She spit carrots out and turned her head away when we tried more. Ha ha. Crazy girl..I love carrots! Applesauce was a winner, but I don't think ANYTHING has yet to beat greenbeans! She ate the entire jar in one sitting! She would scream if we took it away! She's too funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457946324233776034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76FQ7Maa6I/AAAAAAAAAnk/Vw_8BnYrIIg/s400/167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of her being funny, she has been more talkative today than Adam or I have ever heard her! Which we love, so it's okay! We were having "play time" talking with her &amp;amp; laughing. Adam leaned over as she was laying on the floor, to give her a "raspberry" on her cheek..she put her hands on his face &amp;amp; started sucking his nose like a binki! It was Hularious! I cried from laughing so hard! She wouldn't let him go (she has some good grip with those little hands that will scar your face if you're not careful! LoL)! Anyways, that made my day..I so wish I had a picture (have no fear I have others ha ha ha ha)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76NReK8yJI/AAAAAAAAAok/kyfmPl2eRcE/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457955112873848338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76NQfbfbhI/AAAAAAAAAoU/0_fN6hot6IU/s400/010cp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76HbqG6-JI/AAAAAAAAAoM/w5OPSEk2iK0/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty sure Blue is her color! LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76HazzEawI/AAAAAAAAAoE/UjzPh3_czzg/s1600/172.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76HZ-Yq8PI/AAAAAAAAAn8/G9ophHDZwpg/s1600/176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457948678732574962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76HZ-Yq8PI/AAAAAAAAAn8/G9ophHDZwpg/s400/176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76HZrh-AnI/AAAAAAAAAn0/6WnanyTmLqc/s1600/130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457948673671299698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76HZrh-AnI/AAAAAAAAAn0/6WnanyTmLqc/s400/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sittin' up like a big girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76FQSmEJtI/AAAAAAAAAnc/1-Okfhj9dlk/s1600/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457946313335514834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76FQSmEJtI/AAAAAAAAAnc/1-Okfhj9dlk/s400/152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76FQOGIeyI/AAAAAAAAAnU/jfRzSjOLui0/s1600/prettygirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457946312127839010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76FQOGIeyI/AAAAAAAAAnU/jfRzSjOLui0/s400/prettygirl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76FPs6qwII/AAAAAAAAAnM/UfoFHXdTmpg/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457946303221383298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76FPs6qwII/AAAAAAAAAnM/UfoFHXdTmpg/s400/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76FO_5hatI/AAAAAAAAAnE/fzPPAN6FVr8/s1600/050menems.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457946291136981714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76FO_5hatI/AAAAAAAAAnE/fzPPAN6FVr8/s400/050menems.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-4541203498415121265?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4541203498415121265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-cuteness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/4541203498415121265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/4541203498415121265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-cuteness.html' title='My Cuteness'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S76HZHv6ZnI/AAAAAAAAAns/A4fp8xNVUuU/s72-c/011cp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-588983895940419134</id><published>2010-04-02T14:30:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T18:52:06.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartless.</title><content type='html'>For those of you who know me &amp;amp; how much I love animals. You will understand how hard this post is for me. If you saw me, you'd probably think I was a bigger baby than Emma..True, I won't argue that right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left work today to come watch Emma while Adam went flying. I couldn't believe what happened. On my way home, about 3rd north &amp;amp; main st (highway) (I live on 4th north off of main, so I was almost home)..two cars infront of me hit a beautiful, helpless boxer dog. He was thrown at least 50 feet between the two cars. Fur and blood all over the road. I freaked. I figured he was dead, I hoped for his sake he was. He wasn't. I saw him lift his head as my car passed which was the worst part for me. My heart sank. I just thought "oh my gosh, he's still alive"...The two cars that hit him didn't stop or even hit their breaks. Ass Holes. F***ing Ass Holes. Sorry, that pisses me off. So I illegally, turned around &amp;amp; I pulled my car horizontally across the vertical lanes. Illegal too? Yes. Did I care? No. I just couldn't stand someone not seeing him &amp;amp; hitting him right infront of me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get out and he is scared. Bleeding badly and shaking uncontrolably. A nice man and his wife and 2 young girls stopped as well. One other older woman named Camille did too. He helped lift the dog into the back of my car, since I was the only one parked in the middle of the highway..haha..dumb on my end kinda, I get it. I had spare towels in my trunk too, thank goodness. The man wrapped him up and tried to stop some of the bleeding. Put pressue on his eye/side of his face that was bleeding. The worst thing to me, was his eyes bleeding and his one side of his face from road rash when he was drug/thrown. He looked so sad. and understandably, in so much pain. This man, sat in my trunk with him, while I pulled out of the highway. We called the police, and luckily got a super nice cop who had dogs at home and was a dog lover himself. He escorted us to the closest vet in north logan. He let him sit in the trunk with the dog, since he was shaking and scared, trying to get up..which would only hurt himself more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, this vet and all it's workers are going to hell. I have this helpless, in pain dog dying in the back of my car and they wouldn't even look at him or look up his dog tags. Nothing. The tags had no phone number, only vet rabies shot info. Not only were they unwilling, but talk about bitchy. My hell. They acted like the cop and I were pests for coming there! So while nice lady Camille (who also pulled over when she saw me with the dog in the highway) went to the grocery store to get him water (no, the vet wouldn't even give us a paper damn bowl to put water in for him to drink or at least try), the police officer called Animal Control. Another un helpful S.O.B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam is late for his flight, and so he drops Emma off at this vet I was at on his way. I didn't put her in the back seat because of the dog, and the trunk open..It ws pretty chilly out. So I put her in the drivers seat to try and keep her as warm as I could until I was ready to drive and go somewhere...The Animal Control freak, decides it's more important to lecture me on how it's not safe for my baby to be in the front seat of my not running, parked car. Luckily, or so I thought, Adam called me right then..."Guess what? I just got pulled over"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. This cop pulled him over because the windows in his truck are too tinted...and just our luck, the tags expired by one day. Go. freakin'. figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Mr. S.O.B. animal control guy was calling who knows who...the cop, camille, and the other guy decided to get this dog into Camille's car, and she would take him to a vet in Richmond, about 15 minutes north of where we were. She pulls up in this super nice Escalade. LoL. This dog was BLOODY. So, I am a few towels shorter, but that's okay..they were my mom's..lol. But, I would have gladly given my towels to help him too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille takes him to her vet in Richmond, her were more than willing to help, even with no owner to sign payment papers..THAT'S A GOOD DAMN VET! Camille said she wanted to adpot him if we couldn't find the owners, and she would make payments to pay this vet back, even though they didn't even require that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camille called me and let me know how he was doing. Not great. Amazingly enough, no broken bones...which we thought both of this hind legs were broken. He could only lift them from his hip and they were the most torn up. When I first pulled next to him he tried to stand up, since he was scared, probably trying to get away from my car..but he couldn't pulls his bottom half up, only his front legs, which were shaky and not able to hold his poor body up. He has internal bleeding though. If we would have been able to get him treatment sooner, he would have a higher chance of survival. He was also in shock (who wouldn't be in that condition?!)..They had to perform emergancy surgery, and hook him on the oxygen and all sorts of fun things. They said to check back later this afternoon. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor baby. I hope he lives. &amp;amp; I hope Camille is able to take him to her good animal loving home. Breaks my heart. I've seen animals that have been hit, but not right in front of me, &amp;amp; live..and just be in pain..OMG. I can't stop thinking about his sad eyes and how hurt he was. Animals hold a special place in my heart, and it's just not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my relief society president to ask her if she knew of anyone in the ward with boxers. She couldn't think of anyone off the top of her head, but she made a few calls and found a lady in our ward, whose neighbors do. She got me the address, and I called and gave it to the cop who helped out..he is going to their house, to get things figured out..Apparently, if these are the owners, they don't take great care of their animals (you know, like letting them run around the highway?)..I hope it's the wrong owners, or if it is, they will let Camille adopt him if he makes it. So sweet. He deserves a good home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455648145927546370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S7ZbFV2HpgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/b0AanB1GIS8/s400/0402001153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S7ZbFp9mlnI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ojC0W8AAQj0/s1600/0402001153a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455648151327643250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S7ZbFp9mlnI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ojC0W8AAQj0/s400/0402001153a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UPDATE:: I got a call on Tuesday after the accident from Camille.  She told me he is doing well and she was taking him home!  The owners apperently didn't care much about the dog, and signed him over to her for adoption! So yay!  Healthy dog &amp;amp; a good home.  Happy Ending for sure!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-588983895940419134?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/588983895940419134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/heartless.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/588983895940419134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/588983895940419134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/04/heartless.html' title='Heartless.'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S7ZbFV2HpgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/b0AanB1GIS8/s72-c/0402001153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-1544331174602854741</id><published>2010-03-06T13:46:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:18:46.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><title type='text'>WhaT?! teeThiNg aLreAdY?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S5LAfjLc9RI/AAAAAAAAAfY/J8rUhgWbJuI/s1600-h/drool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445626547696104722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S5LAfjLc9RI/AAAAAAAAAfY/J8rUhgWbJuI/s400/drool.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out that slober fest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our little Emma is getting so big, so fast! Just a few days shy of 3 months old, she seems to be teething! WHAT!?... Over the last few days, her shirts and sleeves are ALWAYS covered in..you guessed it, drool! She's also started to LOVE LOVE LOVE her binki's. Well, only the "hard" ones. Must feel good on the gums! She's slept through the night a few times now! YAY! She loves lifting up her shirts...so funny..at least she has a cute tummy! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; most importantly, she's started her love for KU. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445627618347621794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S5LBd3qqnaI/AAAAAAAAAgI/3vSq90nfBhA/s400/IMG_5334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks for all the KU Gear Aunt Jordan!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445627608121552466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S5LBdRklLlI/AAAAAAAAAgA/eIIvcIHiNjM/s400/blueyes2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Blue Blue eYes..So pRetty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445627601438949202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S5LBc4rUv1I/AAAAAAAAAf4/KTpISEL01c0/s400/IMG_5222.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...Hi Koda...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445627596097533794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S5LBckx1N2I/AAAAAAAAAfw/byfS79nQDNY/s400/IMG_5266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Bear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445626567663352594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S5LAgtkA-xI/AAAAAAAAAfo/DZ7WfcNlKoM/s400/IMG_5273.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i Spy a cute little belly!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445626556119595826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S5LAgCjxOzI/AAAAAAAAAfg/p1bPDfRNhWU/s400/IMG_5341.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; again...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445626544663774002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S5LAfX4fQzI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/HReI3kkylY4/s400/Kugirl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rock Chalk Jayhawk Go KU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445626538507944274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S5LAfA80wVI/AAAAAAAAAfI/2ubsu4mHxaw/s400/precious.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so serious. LoL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445627625530939170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S5LBeSbTVyI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/mJM-Lizy4h0/s400/IMG_5344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oK oK..I'm done with pictures for now! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-1544331174602854741?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/1544331174602854741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-teething-already.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/1544331174602854741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/1544331174602854741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-teething-already.html' title='WhaT?! teeThiNg aLreAdY?!'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S5LAfjLc9RI/AAAAAAAAAfY/J8rUhgWbJuI/s72-c/drool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-448330425712962604</id><published>2010-03-01T16:29:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:26:28.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><title type='text'>i.heart.her.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S4xP2ZeCCdI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LNhWebjsfPs/s1600-h/053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443813845552466386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S4xP2ZeCCdI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LNhWebjsfPs/s400/053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma had her first professional pictures taken at 10 weeks...&amp;amp; here they are! She was a little stinkerdoodle for a while. She hates being on her tummy, and the photographer kept trying to get shots she didn't like. LoL. So, after scrummaging up a binki, she took a little cat nap, and was ready to show the world what a doll she is! Adam &amp;amp; I are pretty good baby makers if I do say so myself! We love you miss Emma Rae!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Fair warning:: There's lots! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S4xWisDG7oI/AAAAAAAAAew/Ni0wPSEAsUg/s1600-h/135bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443821203523825282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S4xWisDG7oI/AAAAAAAAAew/Ni0wPSEAsUg/s400/135bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S4xWWkqEq2I/AAAAAAAAAeo/0DrTywmUiOA/s1600-h/135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443820995381341026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S4xWWkqEq2I/AAAAAAAAAeo/0DrTywmUiOA/s400/135.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S4xWWEaUpUI/AAAAAAAAAeg/C6yDGJ3NtGI/s1600-h/129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443820986725344578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S4xWWEaUpUI/AAAAAAAAAeg/C6yDGJ3NtGI/s400/129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; A for sure favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S4xWVndHnMI/AAAAAAAAAeY/WIkB7xB707g/s1600-h/128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443820978952445122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S4xWVndHnMI/AAAAAAAAAeY/WIkB7xB707g/s400/128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443813862132211906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S4xP3XO84MI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Iu5shQz_iBw/s400/003bw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-448330425712962604?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/448330425712962604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/ihearther.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/448330425712962604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/448330425712962604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/03/ihearther.html' title='i.heart.her.'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S4xP2ZeCCdI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/LNhWebjsfPs/s72-c/053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-2360930523158714519</id><published>2010-02-18T22:18:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:27:08.819-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>wHeRe's mY DucK TApE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cf7REzhXTA0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cf7REzhXTA0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-2360930523158714519?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2360930523158714519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/wheres-my-duck-tape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2360930523158714519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2360930523158714519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/wheres-my-duck-tape.html' title='wHeRe&apos;s mY DucK TApE?'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-3872405202304594550</id><published>2010-02-14T12:31:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:27:35.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>hAppY  VaLenTiNeS DaY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3hRFKcRHlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uYWq3dMKYxs/s1600-h/valentine4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438185699193986642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3hRFKcRHlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uYWq3dMKYxs/s400/valentine4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is going to be a super short post. Mainly so Dad can see pictures! Adam &amp;amp; I have never been huge Valentines people. BUT, he totally caught me off gaurd this morning when I woke up to a giant TeddyBear, lots of chocolates, &amp;amp; a love note. It was so sweet &amp;amp; unexpected, I cried! LoL. I fell in love all over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love you Babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438185504003870226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3hQ5zTUThI/AAAAAAAAAZo/MKzY24vVjLM/s400/valentines2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438185520977803570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3hQ6yiN-TI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/XuBW0wAxjCg/s400/DSCN0343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438185495182603842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3hQ5ScKdkI/AAAAAAAAAZY/2ORyvglyOWA/s400/bow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438185498874528642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3hQ5gMYw4I/AAAAAAAAAZg/hvRgQaueweM/s400/blueeyedbow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438185515289099026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3hQ6dV7OxI/AAAAAAAAAZw/4XtO9P-jzw4/s400/DSCN0344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-3872405202304594550?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/3872405202304594550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/3872405202304594550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/3872405202304594550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='hAppY  VaLenTiNeS DaY!'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3hRFKcRHlI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uYWq3dMKYxs/s72-c/valentine4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-266604172639521104</id><published>2010-02-11T09:14:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:29:23.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Baby Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437026103719444370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3Qyb0q5P5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/jR5tZ8gusow/s400/002er.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday we were able to bless our baby girl. What a cool experience for me. It was Adam's first time giving a blessing of any kind, so I am sure it was equally, if not more of a cool experience for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 329px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437026093548297074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3QybOx523I/AAAAAAAAAYA/Q7vHzZT14Ak/s400/00262010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family came up! YAY! I love when they do. Although, I hate that the only timewe seem to see each other is when something is going on...so there is just no down time to hang out! Maybe that's why I enjoyed our last trip to Cedar..it was a trip for no reason at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. Emma is a happy baby. Period. She is so good &amp;amp; never cries (anymore LoL) unless it's cryin' for some yummy food. She loves beingon the floor, bed or couch, where she can stretch and kick her legs andjust "play". Carseat= happiness destruction. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437026476840503906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3Qyxip4ymI/AAAAAAAAAYg/njzbsII81Co/s400/00emma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the mistake of waiting until last minute to change her into her blessing dress on Saturday. She hates being changed, and usually needs a few minutes to calm down after. LoL. She is so stiff, she hates having her arms moved into holes and stuff.. HATES it! She loves being naked and probably wishes she could be all the time. I wanted to wait, JUST IN CASE, she had a shrek moment and ruined her dress before we even got to the church. So it wasn't my procrastination, rather I was trying to be smart. I put a little white onesie under her dress initally, and go figure, it showed above the dress neckline, looking ridiculous...so I got to undress and redress her...OH MAN! She went balistic! Then, the ultimate happiness destroyer for this child was up to bat. DUN DUN DUN! Our church is literally 4 houses down the street. Not far. You would think she was starving or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437026472034610498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3QyxQwErUI/AAAAAAAAAYY/kOyFbRrTOzw/s400/21959_327086070428_561865428_5285659_1876250_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting a little frustrated. "Oh great, she is going to freak the whole blessing because of change #1, #2, and then the hell seat". Adam was so good with her! He just held her and bounced her for a minute and usually she hates being held for too long, especially when she is fussy. She fell ASLEEP! YAY! &amp;amp; she slept 'like a baby' through the whole blessing and even most of the dinner afterwards! Towards the end, she did wake up, giving everyone a glimpse into her pretty blue eyes and her happy smiles! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437026492027675586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3QyybOyo8I/AAAAAAAAAYw/0q5mJALrqAo/s400/00bwemma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam did so well with the blessing. His voice was a little shaky from nerves. So cute! He is such a great dad. Blessed her with health,&amp;amp; happiness. That she would find a worthy young man to take her through the temple. Blessed her to know how much her family loves her. Blessed her to know how much Heavenly Father loves her and how he is there to help her through life's trials. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437026084688738034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3QyatxntvI/AAAAAAAAAX4/a7tLYYDSRVE/s400/21959_327060685428_561865428_5285376_6315832_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, of course, cried. So did Mom. Whitney....oh, Whitney...Smart Butt that she is, leaned overafter the blessing and says "What? Did you start crying when he said Our Heavenly Father at the beginning"? Uhhh...that question deserves a big fat "yes" stamp of approval. LoL! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437026100443922962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3Qybod8whI/AAAAAAAAAYI/rYIvdjvu4P8/s400/21959_327079015428_561865428_5285611_4046524_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so great to have our families all together. The Swapp side &amp;amp; most of Adam's whole family was able to come. We missed seeing the smiling face of the Staples families'! Thanks to everyone who came &amp;amp; helped out! It was a great day, &amp;amp; it gets a fancy page with a special tab in my memory book! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437026080157827170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3Qyac5XgGI/AAAAAAAAAXw/8XWeeQGAeqI/s400/00angel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-266604172639521104?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/266604172639521104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-blessing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/266604172639521104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/266604172639521104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-blessing.html' title='Baby Blessing'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S3Qyb0q5P5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/jR5tZ8gusow/s72-c/002er.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-796587463407404792</id><published>2010-01-28T22:57:00.012-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:28:23.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>FaMLieS cAn Be toGeTheR FoRevEr</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S2MmBu23ciI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_3XrZBwHBWs/s1600-h/Sledding!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432227386738831906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S2MmBu23ciI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_3XrZBwHBWs/s400/Sledding!.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I have a family here on earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are so good to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to share my life with them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;through all eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Families can be together Forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through Heavenly Father's plan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I always want to me with my own family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the Lord has shown me how I can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Lord has shown me how I can"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week Adam, Emma &amp;amp; I were fortunate enough to visit my parents &amp;amp; sister in Cedar City! I love being able to spend time with my family...sitting together at dinner, watching t.v., playing card games, or the wii..doesn't matter if we were doing nothing, we still enjoy each others company! I am so glad to have them living closer...although I still think 5 hours is too far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Emma's first "road trip"! She did great in the car. Slept almost the entire time! The dogs on the other hand...a royal pain! LoL! Koda is just so ADHD, he was jumping all over the car...Bear is a mommy's boy &amp;amp; had to sit on my lap the whole time, as usual! So, all the kiddo's did good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents were so nice to let Adam &amp;amp; I get away for two dates! A movie one night &amp;amp; dinner the next! We went and saw "Lovely Bones"...which I though was a joke...Adam enjoyed it though. Just not my cup of tea..I laughed (as in at the movie...not because it was supposed to be funny) a little too much for it to be a "mystery/suspenseful" movie! However, I enjoyed spending time with Adam! We don't do alone dates very often, especially now with little Emma, but I always fall in love with him all over again. He always opens my door, holds my hand, &amp;amp; makes me feel so loved! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Dad has always been a big kid. Finding fun things for everyone to do.. He had a brilliant idea to go buy some sleds &amp;amp; try sledding down the side of their house's hill...it worked...&amp;amp; it was awesome! We went during the day (which was so warm &amp;amp; sunny!!!) and made a few "trails"..Then, another big kid idea popped into his head.. "Let's do mid-night sledding"! So, we did! We went in, played a little Mario Brothers Wii..pigged out on food (which I did ALL weekend..not just then..Tee Hee)! Once it got dark &amp;amp; cold, and our trails were frozen and icy...we were out to go play! Adam was super sweet &amp;amp; stayed inside to watch Emma &amp;amp; the dogs while we went out to play...Plus, I think this sledding may have been too lame for him...he never said so...but I'm pretty sure I know so! LoL! Whitney wanted to make a trail to go down the side of their house, and down to the back off the deck/terrace...It didn't work during the daytime..Too much snow slowed us down before we got around the corner..But during the "mid-night slide" it worked all too well!!! Whitney was the first down..she FLEW! She also was freezing (as she wore thin sweats..that's it) so she had to go inside and layer up! Dad, Mom &amp;amp; I decided to make a "train" &amp;amp; go down together..HOLY COW! I had major flashbacks to "rockin' roller coaster" at Disney World! I'm pretty sure, I had to close my eyes most the way down! With all our weight..we went a little too fast, and couldn't stop! We went over some rock boulders &amp;amp; we paid for it! My mom's sled, as well as mine, were cracked from where we hit the rocks...we also had some good bruises to show for it! I, a week later, still can not sit without hurting! LoL! It was so worth it though, and I can't wait to have Adam &amp;amp; Emma join us next year (on the small "bunny" hills)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get to see my family fairly often..although I would like to more. But, for some reason, I had a hard time leaving this trip. It took a lot for me to hold back tears. Maybe, it's because I felt like I was back &lt;em&gt;home&lt;/em&gt;. Adam asked if something was wrong, he could tell I was down...Let's just blame my hormones still regulating! LoL! Anyways, here's to my family that Heavenly Father has spoiled me with...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my fun loving Dad, Brent...&lt;strong&gt;I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my talented caring Mom, Debbie... &lt;strong&gt;I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my dedicated, uplifting brother, Michael...&lt;strong&gt;I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my cute &amp;amp; crazy sister, Whitney... &lt;strong&gt;I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my perfect &amp;amp; handsome husband, Adam...&lt;strong&gt;I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my blessing &amp;amp; beautiful daughter, Emma...&lt;strong&gt;I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my fuzzy fur ball monsters, Bear &amp;amp; Koda... &lt;strong&gt;I love you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S2MkuoEca_I/AAAAAAAAAVw/hI8qnArynKc/s1600-h/DSC01878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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happy as can be! She loves to lay on the floor or couch and kick away! She is such a happy princess..we love her so much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-6366004278375282489?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=56b4ef5e40cdd898&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/6366004278375282489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/smiles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/6366004278375282489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/6366004278375282489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/smiles.html' title='sMiLeS!  :)'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-2501366760005810650</id><published>2010-01-17T23:50:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:29:54.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><title type='text'>rUbbEr DucKy YOur'E thE onE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S1QGJBDxS_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/8teDuiT7DHI/s1600-h/bathtime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427970202861128690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S1QGJBDxS_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/8teDuiT7DHI/s400/bathtime.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves bath time! I have yet to be successful in getting her smiling while in the tub. The flash makes her squint and do a goofy face everytime! &amp;amp; no flash, just doesn't show..It's only a matter of time! LoL! It's so sweet to see her so peaceful! She hates getting out/getting cold! When I was bathing her yesterday, she got so warm and cozy in her little towel, she decided to pee all over her clean self &amp;amp; me. :) The joys of being a mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started losing hair up front when she was about 2 1/2 weeks. She is getting it back now, just lighter..so she looks slightly bald..like her dad! Tee Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S1QGKZTmnrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/_40ApD2uDeg/s1600-h/00SMILE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427970226549857970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S1QGKZTmnrI/AAAAAAAAAVE/_40ApD2uDeg/s400/00SMILE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is getting so big! At her two week check up, she weighed 8 lbs 5 oz. She was 21 1/2 inches long. Now, almost 6 weeks old, she is almost out of all of her newborn clothes! She is smiling and begining to coo! She is going to be an independant one. She loves laying on the floor, just looking around..she can do it for hours. I love laying next to her talking &amp;amp; cooing back. She makes me laugh and smile so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today "we", started reading scriptures together. She may not understand, but it's good for mommy. Research says that interacting and bonding, even reading a simple recipe book from the beginning is important in a child's development...I figure Heavenly Father has given me such a precious gift, the least I can do is try to build my relationship between him, myself, and my family. It's been a few years since I have done any personal scripture study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I got pregnant with her, I made sure I said my personal prayers everyday, when that was a rare occasion prior to my miscarriage...I know it helped me through some emotional things I felt throughout pregnancy..and it changed me for the better. I know if I improve on my personal scripture study, I will notice a difference in my life like I did with my personal prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It amazes me everyday how blessed Adam &amp;amp; I are to have her in our lives. Here's to bettering myself. For me. For Adam. For my angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S1QGKJnEmGI/AAAAAAAAAU8/b0CyuEzZyAo/s1600-h/1monthangel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 380px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427970222336546914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S1QGKJnEmGI/AAAAAAAAAU8/b0CyuEzZyAo/s400/1monthangel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;I love her.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-2501366760005810650?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2501366760005810650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/rubber-ducky-youre-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2501366760005810650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2501366760005810650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/rubber-ducky-youre-one.html' title='rUbbEr DucKy YOur&apos;E thE onE...'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S1QGJBDxS_I/AAAAAAAAAUs/8teDuiT7DHI/s72-c/bathtime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-5060460446390293586</id><published>2010-01-11T21:45:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:30:25.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>ChRistMaS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S06zXugVzpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/8uebNcDiaYA/s1600-h/22655_215611368324_649148324_3220443_7211148_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426471821230067346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S06zXugVzpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/8uebNcDiaYA/s400/22655_215611368324_649148324_3220443_7211148_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas this year couldn't have been better for me. I had my baby. My husband. My puppies. &amp;amp; My family to spend it with me! Mom, Dad, &amp;amp; Whitney traveled north for a week. It was Dad &amp;amp; Whitney's first time to see baby Emma...I think they may have loved her! LoL! We missed Michael with us this Christmas, but we know he is doing something well worth his time, &amp;amp; we are so proud of him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom &amp;amp; dad were so helpful with Emma (she was just about 2 weeks) &amp;amp; letting Adam and I sleep, while they watched her for a few nights...probably the best "gift" we got! :) Not to mention, probably saved me from getting any of those "baby blues"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Eve, Adam made us a delicious prime rib dinner! SO GOOD! While we were eating Whitney got a phone call from a funny number &amp;amp; just ignored it since no one knew who it was...probably a "spammer" call. Not long after, while we were playing Scrabble cards, I got a call on my cell phone from the same number. Then, Mom....We started to get a little curious, wondering who in the world would have all our phone numbers and call us right in a row? That would be too weird for a sales person (total "Staples" moment LoL). Whitney is the only one who's light bulb went off... "MICHAEL"!!! He left a message on Whitney's phone (didn't call back once we stopped ignoring him..haha..woops) saying he was calling to let us know when he was going to call on Christmas Day. Mom wasn't too happy we missed him...but we had a good laugh that we all kept ignoring him. LoL. We felt "smart" to say the least! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Day, Mom made our traditional Christmas breakfast! Pancakes, eggs, bacon...the works! It was delicious! I sure miss her cooking..the things we take for granted!!!! Then, as usual, Whitney was pretty impatient to start opening gifts...still not sure why, she always knows what they all are! Ha Ha! I think little Miss Emma got the most gifts..she is going to be spoiled by all her grandparents for sure! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My family &amp;amp; I all took a trip over to Dallas &amp;amp; Tonja's (in laws) for Christmas lunch/dinner. It's so nice to have the in laws get a long with my parents so great. We ate &amp;amp; then opened gifts. Once we got home, Adam went to see his Mom &amp;amp; the rest of our family at her home. I stayed behind due to a little miss fuss, as well as waiting for Michael's phone call. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was super excited and began making bread on my new bread machine...I LOVE IT (thanks again mom &amp;amp; dad)! Michael called and I was the first to really get to talk to him. It was so nice to hear his voice. He sounded so happy and content with his life and what he was doing. He had been expressing some rough feelings &amp;amp; things in his past e-mails, which always makes a big sister worry. I had a hard time holding back tears. I sure miss that kid. But, I am even more proud of him serving the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426471853022819362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S06zZk8UtCI/AAAAAAAAAUk/EgA35_gIDSk/s400/spackmanfamily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S06zZAC-N6I/AAAAAAAAAUc/RloM5YJS1uE/s1600-h/00family2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 395px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426471843118593954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S06zZAC-N6I/AAAAAAAAAUc/RloM5YJS1uE/s400/00family2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You sure do get a new perspective on the true meaning of Christmas with a new born of your own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S06zYmLc02I/AAAAAAAAAUU/DBQ8f7TPAIM/s1600-h/22655_215610238324_649148324_3220441_3741352_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426471836174832482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S06zYmLc02I/AAAAAAAAAUU/DBQ8f7TPAIM/s400/22655_215610238324_649148324_3220441_3741352_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426471828738668114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S06zYKeh9lI/AAAAAAAAAUM/cQzj6nZwic0/s400/22655_215610243324_649148324_3220442_7282347_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We may have dyed Whitney's hair against my parents' wish...It looks fab if I must say so myself! ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-5060460446390293586?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5060460446390293586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5060460446390293586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5060460446390293586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas.html' title='ChRistMaS'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S06zXugVzpI/AAAAAAAAAUE/8uebNcDiaYA/s72-c/22655_215611368324_649148324_3220443_7211148_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-2648180065271488216</id><published>2010-01-09T14:50:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:30:52.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Emma!</title><content type='html'>Today is Emma's one month old mark! I can't believe how quickly time has gone by! I am going to take a trip down memory lane a little on this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month and 2 days ago I had my weekly doctors check up (39 week check). Since 36 weeks pregnant, I was 1 cm dilated, and 50% effaced. At my 39 week check up, I was 2 cm and completely effaced, so my Dr., Kristin Craig (who I love), decided to try and strip my membranes. She warned me because I was progressing so slowly naturally, it may not work, and she would probably have to try again in a week. The stripping of the membranes only works if your body is getting close to naturally go into labor already, which is why it helps speed the process up for some women, and not for others. After the apt. I had a tiny bit of bleeding, but nothing to get excited over. I was bummed, and thought this baby was never going to come! On December 9th about 2am I got up to use the bathroom and had my "bloody show" (sorry if it's TMI)! I thought "thank goodness, it's a little bit of progress"! Most women go into labor within 48 hours of their bloody show, but some can take up to 2 weeks still! Maybe a half hour later, as I was laying in bed trying to go back to sleep, I started having back cramps. They weren't too bad, nothing you haven't already experienced with gas or period cramps already. I was able to sleep until about 4am before I had to get up and try something to stop the pain. I tried sleeping in the recliner. I tried sleeping on our LoveSac. Nada. I started to time the pains to see if it was possibly labor. They started about 20 minutes apart, then going to 10, and back up to 20, and so on. The hospital won't admit you until you have contractions 3-5 minutes apart consistently for at least one hour. So, I figured it was false labor, and again, was bummed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam had to work in SLC, so after he made sure I would be okay at home for a few hours alone, he took off so he could get back asap! About 11:00 I called my doctor just to see if I could come in and get checked for ANY progress...well, it was my doctor's day off, but her nurse practitioner, Jennifer Anderson, agreed to see me. I got there about 11:30 and was almost 3 cm dilated...so really...not much progress...I wasn't to thrilled. The nurse decided to run a NST (non stress test) to make sure the baby was doing ok, and to time my contractions. After I sat there for about 20 minutes, the nurse came in and said "Oh yeah, you are contracting 3 minutes apart, pretty strongly, I'm sending you right up to labor &amp;amp; delivery"! I was shocked. I thought they were still sporadic false labor pains that I was getting! I immediately called Adam on my way up to L&amp;amp;D. &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Once I got there, and checked in, I called my mom to tell her to start driving north! Adam got there about 1 pm, and my contractions were really starting to get the best of me. The hospital's on call doctor, Doctor Benedict, came in to introduce himself and get things checked out. He decided since I wasn't naturally dilating any more, he was going to break my water. "Heck, if we're going to do this, let's do it all"! He broke my water, which wasn't painful. It was actually a small relief losing some of that water! I began to dilate a little and contract a lot. I asked to get my epidural but the nurse told me they don't typically give it until 5 cm dilated, especially when you are progressing slowly as I was. They also have to have an IV in you for at least an hour to make sure you are hydrated, as the epidural can dehydrate. We got the IV started, after a few attempts (with lovely bruising afterwards). I was only at a 4 by 2pm. I started to throw up with each contraction. Good thing Adam was there to fetch me a large trash can! LoL. The nurse came to check on me and brought Zofran to inject through my IV. That helped, and no more puking! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424861738736843698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S0j7Al0Ee7I/AAAAAAAAATc/Kekc1Nymrt8/s400/DSCN0244.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Filing out paper work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Finally, the doctor said I was close enough (still at a 4) that he would be okay with me getting an epidural! YAY! They began to insert the needle for the epidural, and it hit my bone. I jerked pretty badly with a shock reflex. I told the nurse I lost a lot of water, and she said "it's okay, we have a pad under your bed"..I said no it's a lot...she didn't believe me, until I lost a good pound or so all over the floor and she had to go put boots on. Ha. The epidural wasn't going in like it should, and hit my bone again, causing me to lose a lot more water..Adam was pretty disgusted. LoL. So they pulled it out and started all over in a different location. Which I didn't feel a thing, &amp;amp; more importantly, it worked! I started to numb up and shake...uncontrollably. The epidural made my body think it was cold, even though I was hot. You would think I was have a seizure or something! They got warmed up blankets, which helped me not shake so bad. My epidural got me to dilate from a near 5cm to a 10 within about 2 hours! That was good news to me! Our little Emma was fully dropped until I was fully dilated, then she decided to go up..little brat already! Ha! So I had to do a rest &amp;amp; descend. R&amp;amp;D is just where you lay there, fully dilated until the baby makes her way, on her own farther into the birth canal, so it lowers risk of having to use a vacuum, forceps, etc. It wasn't until 8 o'clock that night, they decided to let me start pushing! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We had a MD student with us through the delivery. I swear he was a fruit cake. Super nice guy, just a little different. I felt like punching him! Every time I would contract, not only would he repeat what the nurse was saying, but he would tell me "you're pushing, you're pushing"...no shit sherlock...sorry...but it bugged the heck outta me! The on call doctor's shift was over and I wasn't going anywhere fast. He said he was going to go home for a while, and they would call him once I started crowning. He said most first labor's take anywhere from 30 minutes to a couple hours to push, so he wasn't going to just sit and wait. He was right...2 freakin' hours. About 9:15, I still had not progressed after pushing for over an hour. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Emma was what they called a "bobber"..she would start to crown, and go back in. Great. I had two "dead" spots from the epidural (where it didn't work). One below my left ribs, and one on my lower right abdomen area...they, were not fun! The nurse who was "conducting the pushes" asked one of the other nurses to call Doctor Benedict if I still was not crowning by 9:45 to ask him about using forceps, or possibly having to do a csection if that wasn't looking like a clean option. About 9:40 she started to crown enough, they called Dr. Benedict in to come deliver! They told me no more pushing until he got there....uhhh...yeah right. Not possible. They let me do "tiny pushes" to relieve some pressure when a contraction came, which helped a little. Luckily Dr. Benedict arrive about 9:50 and told me to show him a "good push". Two pushes later, she was here! 9:55pm on 12/9/09. Adam kissed my forehead, with tears in his eyes, and said "she's here"...It was so sweet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S0j7BDQP_HI/AAAAAAAAATk/0X5gSwItQvM/s1600-h/DSCN0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424861746639666290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S0j7BDQP_HI/AAAAAAAAATk/0X5gSwItQvM/s400/DSCN0245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Getting all cleaned up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She only made a small little cry. As soon as she was under the warmer getting all cleaned up, she was content! I however, was not. LoL! Adam and my mom got to take pictures and enjoy watching her through her first moments of life. I was frustrated, mad, in pain, and still delivering the after birth and getting my episiotomy stitched up. Because I have A- blood, they had to drain the umbilical cord and blood from the placenta. It's a safety precaution, just in case it were to tear during delivery of the placenta. After the blood was drained I had to give one more "tiny" push to deliver the placenta...That was the best feeling in the world...More relief than actually delivering Emma! I don't know if it was the position of it or what, but THAT is what caused me so much pain my whole pregnancy! The feeling I had been so used to was suddenly gone! I was like " oh wow that felt great getting rid of that"! Doctor Benedict thought he would teach the student how to sew an episiotomy. Lucky me, I was his guinea pig &amp;amp; he sure did take his time! I began shaking worse than before. My legs were so tired. After about a 15 minutes of stitches, I could finally "rest". HALLELUJAH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget how precious it was to watch Adam hold her for the first time. Those who say love at first sight isn't real, they have no clue. He had tears of joy in his eyes again, just staring at her. He brought her over to me so I could finally see her. I still couldn't hold her because I was shaking so badly. I think the love we had for each other multiplied by a million right there in that second. Not only for each other, but for our daughter. So happy and relieved that she was perfectly healthy. 7 lbs 11 oz 19 1/2 inches long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424861755471805426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S0j7BkJ_u_I/AAAAAAAAATs/Q5wVGAC3jAQ/s400/DSCN0247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424861765364601362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S0j7CJAn0hI/AAAAAAAAAT0/0q1Yt65S8AE/s400/DSCN0250.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Proud new dad. Holding his baby for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424862028481081506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S0j7RdMesKI/AAAAAAAAAT8/sMcKM6MBrPQ/s400/DSCN0251.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Proud new Grandma! She made it just in time! Guess it's a good thing it was a long labor! At first I didn't want anyone in the delivery room except for Adam, but when time came, I am so happy that she was there to help and support me! It was a nice comfort to have her there along with Adam. Thanks for coming up mom! It meant the world to us that you were there! We love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S0j7AC9I8bI/AAAAAAAAATU/JSB1_Ask2sE/s1600-h/00013834_562161138235_82408597_33246608_7846085_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424861729379643826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S0j7AC9I8bI/AAAAAAAAATU/JSB1_Ask2sE/s400/00013834_562161138235_82408597_33246608_7846085_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is...Our little Angel all wrapped up and peaceful. She is such a good baby. Has been from day 1. She is pretty spoiled with love. First grandchild on the Staples' side. First granddaughter on the Martin/Spackman side. First baby &amp;amp; daughter to us. The beginning of our family. We love you Miss Emma Rae. Happy one month birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-2648180065271488216?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2648180065271488216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-emma_09.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2648180065271488216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2648180065271488216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-emma_09.html' title='Happy Birthday Emma!'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/S0j7Al0Ee7I/AAAAAAAAATc/Kekc1Nymrt8/s72-c/DSCN0244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-75225483015826581</id><published>2010-01-09T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:31:43.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uPdate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I've decided that I am going to try and update my blog at least once a week. It will be my journal of sorts. But, more importantly, it's to keep people (i.e. my dad) who aren't into the whole facebook thing, updated on baby Emma, and the rest of the family! Here's to my New Year's resolution...let's see how long it lasts! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-75225483015826581?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/75225483015826581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/75225483015826581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/75225483015826581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2010/01/update.html' title='uPdate'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-7980875141696693354</id><published>2009-10-02T17:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:31:40.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>It's been a while!</title><content type='html'>I'm a slacker...but no one really read this anyways, so it's more for my sake. ha ha. We hit the 30 week mark today! yay! However, it's been a crazy day! Last night I had a little blood after visiting the potty. But, only a little, and baby was kicking before bed, so I didn't think anything of it. Woke up this morning, ate breakfast, cereal..juice..the goods. Baby didn't move and she tends to be most active in the mornings. I called my doctor just to mention the blood from last night, JUST IN CASE...I was totally calm, until the nurse told me I needed to RUSH to Labor &amp;amp; Delivery. Then, the panic set in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call Adam, he is so good, and met me down there, I didn't even ask :) ..so nice to have an understanding, and willing husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They check me in and baby's heart rate (as well as mine) was up, so the nurse got us juice and cookies, etc to lay around for a while, so they could monitor her. Baby's heart beat then dropped a bit and they weren't seeing the evelevation they wanted, so they had to "shock" her. It's just some weird tool thing that makes a sound when placed on your belly (like when you have an error on your computer) but the tone "scares" your baby and is supposed to make them move, as well as elevate the heart beat. It got the elevation in her heart beat like they wanted to see, but she still didnt' move. She passed the non-stress test with "flying colors"..but with the little movement since I have been there, they ordered a biological profile rating ultrasound. She passed that as well, 10/10. She weighs 3lbs 5oz and was so so active! The tech was clueless as to why I couldn't feel her moving so much, but he couldn't either from the outside touch. There were lots of fluids, and placenta was in great shape... so the blood and not being able to feel movement is a mystery...but the doctor said, baby is perfect! WHAT A RELIEF! Plus, we got some cute new pictures! :) So we had a little scare...it was the first this pregnancy, and let's hope it's the last!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-7980875141696693354?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7980875141696693354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/7980875141696693354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/7980875141696693354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while!'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-8881456192604806404</id><published>2009-07-21T07:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:31:17.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>It's a GIRL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SmXIfMZeGKI/AAAAAAAAASE/TKvYrZB5hEM/s1600-h/SPACKMAN_14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360911369683998882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SmXIfMZeGKI/AAAAAAAAASE/TKvYrZB5hEM/s400/SPACKMAN_14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SmXIfGtlGOI/AAAAAAAAAR8/tYYJUoQ2PuA/s1600-h/SPACKMAN_12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360911368157731042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SmXIfGtlGOI/AAAAAAAAAR8/tYYJUoQ2PuA/s400/SPACKMAN_12.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SmXIe-KX1KI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7PinPc7o8n0/s1600-h/Nose+Picker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 357px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360911365862577314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SmXIe-KX1KI/AAAAAAAAAR0/7PinPc7o8n0/s400/Nose+Picker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SmXIetGwf0I/AAAAAAAAARs/f_GK1L_C-68/s1600-h/Emmarae1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 370px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360911361284013890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SmXIetGwf0I/AAAAAAAAARs/f_GK1L_C-68/s400/Emmarae1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures of our baby GIRL! We are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; thrilled out of our minds! She was perfectly healthy &amp;amp; had measurements right on track. The tech kept saying what a healthy little girl she was! She weighed about 9 oz. which is a little smaller than she should be at 19w3d..so it "pushed" our due date back to Dec. 17&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;...but, my doctor isn't changing the due date (as of now anyways) from the 11&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (thank goodness)! She was being camera shy so we didn't get many shots of her face! She kept covering her face with her hands..silly girl! She seems to sleep in the morning time and most the time during the day..night time she goes crazy! I think we'll have a night owl-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ette&lt;/span&gt; for sure! All in all, we are so excited to have a little girl join us in a few months. We can't wait to meet her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-8881456192604806404?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8881456192604806404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-girl.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/8881456192604806404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/8881456192604806404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-girl.html' title='It&apos;s a GIRL!!!'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SmXIfMZeGKI/AAAAAAAAASE/TKvYrZB5hEM/s72-c/SPACKMAN_14.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-4391320903351109193</id><published>2009-07-04T19:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:37:47.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.widdlytinks.com/pregnancy/pregnancy-tickers/pregnancyticker.swf" FlashVars="t1=Baby Spackman&amp;b=16&amp;c=0xFF0000&amp;f=22&amp;y=2009&amp;m=12&amp;d=11" quality="high" wmode="transparent" width="430" height="115" name="Pregnancy Ticker" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="samedomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-4391320903351109193?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4391320903351109193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/countdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/4391320903351109193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/4391320903351109193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/07/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-5058527733863177842</id><published>2009-06-02T17:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:32:10.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>New Moon-the Twilight Saga</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed height="319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512" src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:395235" flashvars="configParams=type%3Dnormal%26id%3D1612947%26vid%3D395235%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A395235%26startUri=mgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A395235" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px; WIDTH: 500px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, sans-serif; FONT-SIZE: 12px"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #439cd8" href="http://www.mtv.com/movies/trailer_park/" target="_blank"&gt;Movie Trailers&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a style="COLOR: #439cd8" href="http://moviesblog.mtv.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Movies Blog&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/5605364424063057620-5058527733863177842?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5058527733863177842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/movie-trailers-movies-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5058527733863177842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5058527733863177842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/06/movie-trailers-movies-blog.html' title='New Moon-the Twilight Saga'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-2275987352835694862</id><published>2009-05-13T17:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:32:38.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>Our little "blob" of love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/Sgtbv2XZEiI/AAAAAAAAARk/qEvSUyJReyg/s1600-h/DSC01401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335459061156090402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/Sgtbv2XZEiI/AAAAAAAAARk/qEvSUyJReyg/s400/DSC01401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the first picture of our soon to be Spackman family addition! This is at 10 weeks! It measured first at 8w and 5d...but after lots of poking, we got 9w and 5d which is only a day off really! Due date wasn't changed, for those who didn't know it's December 11th. We got to see the heart beating healthy an strong, and my favorite was the little legs just kicking like crazy! I can't wait to go back in 4 weeks, and I especially can't wait to meet this precious little one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-2275987352835694862?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/2275987352835694862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-little-blob-of-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2275987352835694862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/2275987352835694862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-little-blob-of-love.html' title='Our little &quot;blob&quot; of love!'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/Sgtbv2XZEiI/AAAAAAAAARk/qEvSUyJReyg/s72-c/DSC01401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-5128348760846506810</id><published>2009-05-01T07:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:33:07.502-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Jr Maile</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pdvROieXylA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pdvROieXylA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this guy singing this song on the news this morning and I love it! His name is Junior Maile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-5128348760846506810?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/5128348760846506810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/jr-maile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5128348760846506810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/5128348760846506810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/05/jr-maile.html' title='Jr Maile'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-7267292113010417361</id><published>2009-04-05T09:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:33:37.139-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>It's amazing how our lives change...My little brother, livng in Hawaii, got his mission call yesterday. We were on 3 way phone call while he was opening it after work with all his friends out there. So Sweet. Check out this video (click on the "Change" title above-- requires facebook login).. Makes me teary eyed. I will miss him but I am so proud!!! If you don't have facebook he is called to serve in Honduras! Leaves June 24th! AHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another change.....Koda got fixed...lol...and two teeth pulled on Friday! He is doing surprisingly well...They said he probably wouldn't be able to eat for a few days, and he's just as big of a pig as ever!!! Still acting the same....being Koda...big relief. I always freak out and have to get me a giant Pepsi after I sign the paperwork saying I wont sue if he dies! YICKES! I am a total worry wort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Whitney are coming up to see me this week! So excited! Sad that Dad &amp;amp; Mike won't be there, but that only gives more reason for another visit south or them back north! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-7267292113010417361?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1137494516287&amp;ref=mf' title='Change'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/7267292113010417361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/04/change.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/7267292113010417361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/7267292113010417361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/04/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-7719917817340378399</id><published>2009-03-21T19:04:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:34:34.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>"Fun Run"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWPflmwb6I/AAAAAAAAAN4/OcPHGcBeQmk/s1600-h/DSCN0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315812708014124962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWPflmwb6I/AAAAAAAAAN4/OcPHGcBeQmk/s400/DSCN0104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty Sun rise..gettin' ready to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWPfYPzlLI/AAAAAAAAANw/6TAgCEx615Y/s1600-h/DSCN0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315812704428201138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWPfYPzlLI/AAAAAAAAANw/6TAgCEx615Y/s400/DSCN0107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...Dallas &amp;amp; Tonja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315827504983390306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWc84nJOGI/AAAAAAAAAPo/xemMfQ4mkxk/s400/turbo2.jpg" /&gt; Adam's most recent nickname for me..haha..I kinda like it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWPfNMM4vI/AAAAAAAAANg/FKYl6H5MezY/s1600-h/adam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 411px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315812701460292338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWPfNMM4vI/AAAAAAAAANg/FKYl6H5MezY/s400/adam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My love inside the Paris Ice Caves &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWPexDngNI/AAAAAAAAANY/mUgA3F5sh8I/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 317px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315812693908095186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWPexDngNI/AAAAAAAAANY/mUgA3F5sh8I/s400/us.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...........................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARIS ICE CAVES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315828222913081842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWdmrG68fI/AAAAAAAAAPw/awQK-wTLvRE/s400/DSCN0130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outside/ In front of cave entrance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315814600771539858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWRNwrSk5I/AAAAAAAAAOI/TcJVBL35W5k/s400/DSCN0131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going into the cave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315814605765006322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWRODR00_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/PDIG3VLa-zo/s400/DSCN0132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking Up from inside cave entrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315814611865721106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWROaAWWRI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Fkn1vDBVDng/s400/DSCN0137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking into cave from other end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315814617346059618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWROua9rWI/AAAAAAAAAOg/2TxKKStj8vE/s400/DSCN0140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking Up again..Probably hurt if it fell! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315816041875178354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWShpNLA3I/AAAAAAAAAOo/HGVgRkgzOdU/s400/DSCN0115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hubby kickin toosh, racin' at dutch oven fun run lunch. There were probably a good 50-100 sleds while we were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315816043946563490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWShw7B16I/AAAAAAAAAOw/tOa4awztsVU/s400/DSCN0145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Bloomington Lake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so gorgeous in there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315816052189970386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWSiPoaP9I/AAAAAAAAAO4/x_4wAUhi0f4/s400/DSCN0159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sitting on the frozen lake..kinda made me nervous! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315816053495623282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWSiUfs7nI/AAAAAAAAAPA/b4lxzCzy-Is/s400/DSCN0156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Lake Bloomington again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315816052706951010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScWSiRjqv2I/AAAAAAAAAPI/L8BtbLRoCjg/s400/cornice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We were riding the "ridge line" (red) and I rolled my sled down, off the cornice (blue) and got pinned underneath the sled...Talk about a painful panic. Dallas and Tonja said they never saw anyone run as fast, especially in snow, as Adam did to come to "my rescue". haha... So sweet. I love him!&lt;br /&gt;I have severe hip, back, and butt brusing in process from the tail/ track of the sled hitting me good &amp;amp; pinning me down...but Im glad, cause it could have been lots worse! Tonja got a good handle bar in the ribs when she tumbled...OUCH! But I think everyone is ok minus brusing and being real sore! We all got sun burnt...boys seemed to get it worse, their reasoning is because Tonja &amp;amp; I had our faces in the snow a lot! Haha! Overall, had fun, &amp;amp; am glad I got to go once this year! But, after our eventful ride down the mountain, I think it will be my last for another year or so! ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a short video of Adam coming back from playing his dangerous games..haha. you can see the mountain side he just came off of behind him, and hear the wonderful sound of a turbo sled :)kinda fun..nothing spectacular or anything...Im kinda slow at getting the recorder on the cam. to start and shut off! 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&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScBblsF8FdI/AAAAAAAAAMY/X3YMfs66h9o/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314348263346542034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScBblsF8FdI/AAAAAAAAAMY/X3YMfs66h9o/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;All this zebra print makes me think Jordan! haha &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScBbldmKLbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/g9pBxujgXQA/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314348259455151538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScBbldmKLbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/g9pBxujgXQA/s400/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found an all black bed spread for our bedroom! YAY! &amp;amp; even better it was $25 and the zebra pillows were $5 each along with the matching dog bed! SCORE! I was very excited! Im also posting a picture of my kitchen wall quote that I LOVE! Thanks again Hanne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-4110844171288440760?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4110844171288440760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-ferangie.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/4110844171288440760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/4110844171288440760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-ferangie.html' title='I am a Ferangie ;)'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/ScBbmu0NQBI/AAAAAAAAAMo/g5_ePBHvmCY/s72-c/02142009+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-8593420481441395927</id><published>2009-03-15T12:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:35:28.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Taken</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="450" height="251"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/8535"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.traileraddict.com/emd/8535" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" wmode="transparent" width="450" height="251" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went &amp;amp; saw Taken last night...I loved it! Highly suggest it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-8593420481441395927?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8593420481441395927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/taken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/8593420481441395927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/8593420481441395927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/taken.html' title='Taken'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-8445663609050757712</id><published>2009-03-14T22:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:35:49.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Chance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbyJUg7qKII/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZDEQnDdumE0/s1600-h/CPT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313272645920893058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbyJUg7qKII/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZDEQnDdumE0/s400/CPT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbyJFawSG0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/4Za9b15ctqw/s1600-h/CHB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313272386564528962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbyJFawSG0I/AAAAAAAAAMA/4Za9b15ctqw/s400/CHB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbyJFDxL2mI/AAAAAAAAAL4/pJ5k_G0wD4U/s1600-h/CrazyKade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313272380394297954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbyJFDxL2mI/AAAAAAAAAL4/pJ5k_G0wD4U/s400/CrazyKade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbyJEgQ_RtI/AAAAAAAAALw/Bug4wpdE1vk/s1600-h/025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313272370864015058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbyJEgQ_RtI/AAAAAAAAALw/Bug4wpdE1vk/s400/025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbyJEZjRIOI/AAAAAAAAALo/54AnEsdifjE/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313272369061634274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbyJEZjRIOI/AAAAAAAAALo/54AnEsdifjE/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbyJDRacOSI/AAAAAAAAALg/HYgSvYN04yI/s1600-h/DSCN0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313272349697259810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbyJDRacOSI/AAAAAAAAALg/HYgSvYN04yI/s400/DSCN0097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was one of our nephews', Chance's 5th Birthday Party! Everything from rollerblading to laser tag,&amp;amp; of course presents... I think he had a blast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-8445663609050757712?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/8445663609050757712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-chance.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/8445663609050757712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/8445663609050757712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-chance.html' title='Happy Birthday Chance!'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbyJUg7qKII/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZDEQnDdumE0/s72-c/CPT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5605364424063057620.post-4470124713513375948</id><published>2009-03-11T22:14:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:38:12.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>New blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbiNEcSAmmI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5P8uRZZwMJs/s1600-h/0us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312150867934222946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbiNEcSAmmI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5P8uRZZwMJs/s400/0us.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Neither one of us is very computer smart...So we'll see how this goes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5605364424063057620-4470124713513375948?l=spankyfam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/feeds/4470124713513375948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/blogger.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/4470124713513375948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5605364424063057620/posts/default/4470124713513375948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spankyfam.blogspot.com/2009/03/blogger.html' title='New blogger'/><author><name>Rachel Eve</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d3PCoz74KHA/ThYL0_lsPeI/AAAAAAAABnA/Uzb0hxKRHlQ/s220/DSC_0872.3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4YWNgZJUhus/SbiNEcSAmmI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5P8uRZZwMJs/s72-c/0us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
