<?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-1377028173383126995</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:09:12.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-6980646921126421795</id><published>2011-11-17T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T22:26:54.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have seemed to have lost my camera cord that connects to the computer and download my pictures. &amp;nbsp;I have so many pictures to show and so many things to update but need that cord lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David is back!!! He moved back to be with us and we are glad to have him home. We took full advantage of his photography skills and had him take pictures of the kids out at Julia Davis Park. So for now all I have are some pictures.&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/-DGLB9EYFub0/TsXNqojIR2I/AAAAAAAABJ4/OzLH46qvAOU/s1600/2011Fall6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGLB9EYFub0/TsXNqojIR2I/AAAAAAAABJ4/OzLH46qvAOU/s320/2011Fall6.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3cbbL-K7QLQ/TsXNyWmXlyI/AAAAAAAABKQ/9xvhg4WANlo/s1600/2011Fall12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3cbbL-K7QLQ/TsXNyWmXlyI/AAAAAAAABKQ/9xvhg4WANlo/s320/2011Fall12.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;McKaila&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/-2wGlx8sdsTE/TsXOQ0ilPeI/AAAAAAAABKY/WhxA6oDaUac/s1600/2011Fall14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wGlx8sdsTE/TsXOQ0ilPeI/AAAAAAAABKY/WhxA6oDaUac/s320/2011Fall14.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kameron&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/-d8Rwgw66URg/TsXP73548nI/AAAAAAAABKg/Q8zR3OvnQwc/s1600/2011Fall23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d8Rwgw66URg/TsXP73548nI/AAAAAAAABKg/Q8zR3OvnQwc/s320/2011Fall23.jpg" width="213" /&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;Jayden&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/-EawhRz2cWxM/TsXQU0Wt2XI/AAAAAAAABKo/Oy3GAUdSQF8/s1600/2011Fall16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EawhRz2cWxM/TsXQU0Wt2XI/AAAAAAAABKo/Oy3GAUdSQF8/s320/2011Fall16.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1377028173383126995-6980646921126421795?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6980646921126421795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=6980646921126421795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6980646921126421795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6980646921126421795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2011/11/fall-photos.html' title='Fall Photos'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DGLB9EYFub0/TsXNqojIR2I/AAAAAAAABJ4/OzLH46qvAOU/s72-c/2011Fall6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5722591280415046815</id><published>2011-05-29T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T21:12:48.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Major update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So many things have changed since I last blogged. I hardly know where to even start. The kids and I have been in Idaho for the last year. David is still in Virginia and we actually got to see him last week. It was so wonderful. He surprised us with a visit for 6 days. Things have been so hard for everyone in our family this last year. I am truly grateful for my family who has helped us out so much. They built a brand new home shortly after we arrived last May and in September we all moved in. There is so much more room. The kids and I occupy the basement :) Well McKaila sleeps in the room by the stairs on the main level. My grandmother also lives with us as well. As you can imagine, its a full house. My grandpa lived with us until December 1, 2010 when he passed away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the new house. My dad had the bigger garage built shortly after moving in. In now has a total of 5 garage spaces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFA6gPeKQ2M/TeLjFWSGDBI/AAAAAAAABH8/ut2q_KKuNb8/s1600/DSCN0135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFA6gPeKQ2M/TeLjFWSGDBI/AAAAAAAABH8/ut2q_KKuNb8/s320/DSCN0135.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKaila turned 5 in January. She has recently started concerta and clonodine for her ADHD. It seems to be helping quite a bit. She is still recieving counceling but her occupational therapy is now no longer just her and her therapist. She will be starting up a social group now that will be once a week and go until she starts Kindergarten in August. I can't believe she is starting school so soon!!! She is such a great big sister to her brothers (most of the time). She loves to color and her writing has improved tons. She asks me how to spell things all the time. She has a notebook that she writes in all the time and mostly its just random letters. I love that she enjoys it. She is doing well in church but is extremely shy still and doesn't deal well with change. If her normal teacher isn't there she doesn't like going to class. She also won't go to class until her teacher is there. Then she usually spends primary on her teachers lap lol. I'm glad she has such a great and understanding teacher. McKaila is still tall and thin. She is in the 15% for her weight, and 75% for her height. She recently saw a nutritionist and they gave me some ideas to boost McKaila's calorie intake. McKaila has decided to grow her hair out like "Tangled". So far it is working. She doesn't fight me as much to brush her hair :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GNGc8nyrqWg/TeLiFUfiibI/AAAAAAAABH4/dgxKnh5TFIA/s1600/DSCN0017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GNGc8nyrqWg/TeLiFUfiibI/AAAAAAAABH4/dgxKnh5TFIA/s320/DSCN0017.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kameron turned 4 in March. He has had a rough go about with things the last year. He has had stitches in his forehead, his chin had to be glued back together in the ER, and he has had staples in his head. That all happened within a few months of each other. Kameron also has had a bunch of problems with his bowels. He had chronic retentive constipation with megacolon. You probably don't want to hear about it so I won't go into detail. This has just been a major problem the last year so I am blogging about it for my own purposes. He had to be on miralax every night and ex-lax chocolates every night until his colon shrunk back down and he could gain control. Because of these problems, Kameron wasn't really potty trained because he couldn't control his bowels, he would have a ton of accidents in his underwear and that just wasn't happening. I am happy to say Kameron has made such tremendous progress that he is now off the ex-lax chocolates. He has been on them everynight for the past 3 months. Now he is only on the miralax and will continue to be for quite a while according to his GI doctor. Kameron is now potty trained. I am saying that because he is always in underwear (except for bedtime) and if he starts to go potty in his undies he quickly runs to the bathroom. He is doing so well and has come so far. He is loving Sunbeams in church and has awesome teachers. Kameron is physically tough but his emotions are all over the place. He cries so easily. He is also become a big bully to Jayden so I'm trying to get that stopped. Kameron is such a spaz. He has got to be one of the funniest little boys I know. He is hilarious!!! He can always make me smile when I'm having a rough day. He is definetly a momma's boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-MCQJ1duPpxQ/TeLr20B0FXI/AAAAAAAABIA/fSxrhTJ4eYw/s1600/DSCN0286.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MCQJ1duPpxQ/TeLr20B0FXI/AAAAAAAABIA/fSxrhTJ4eYw/s320/DSCN0286.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last but not least is Jay﻿den. He is 2 and it definetly shows lol. He has gotten into the terrible twos. He throws tantrums when he doesn't like how something turned out and when he doesn't get his way. He is also a big momma's boy but when David was here last week, Jayden was def. a daddy's boy. Jayden still is hard to understand when he speaks but he has improved a ton. He had speech therapy for a few months and then he graduated. I wasn't sure he was ready to graduate yet but his therapist said he made the goals we had set. He indeed met them, but I believe he needed more. Don't get me wrong though, he has improved a ton! Even McKaila said today "Jayden is talking more mom. He is doing really well." He is still in feeding therapy and hasn't made any improvements really. He has sensory issues like his sister but McKaila understood she needed to try new foods and that there are different textures to different foods but that it was ok. Jayden doesn't understand at all. Meal times are horrible for him. Breakfast is his best meal. He will eat and eat for breakfast but lunch and dinner are full of tears and screaming. It can be a major headache but we are slowly learning to deal with it. Jayden sleeps in a big boy bed. The boys have bunk beds and it has worked wonderfully. No one has gotten hurt and they don't fight about who sleeps on which bed, although Jayden would not be allowed on the top lol. My little Jayden has continued to have his bouts of bad health with his lungs. He is still coughing and has been for 2 1/2 weeks now. In fact, last Sunday he was coughing so hard he was throwing up. Took him into primary health and it was basically lung spasms. He also had strep throat before that and he had pnemonia a few months ago. My poor baby :(&amp;nbsp; Jayden still takes naps most days and when he wakes up in the morning he is the sweetest boy. Always runs in my room with the happiest "mommie!!!!" It melts my heart. Oh and whenever he smiles, he always squints his eyes :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1LzS0EqvDuY/TeLt7SBaWII/AAAAAAAABIE/XYgsT_632Nc/s1600/DSCN0291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1LzS0EqvDuY/TeLt7SBaWII/AAAAAAAABIE/XYgsT_632Nc/s320/DSCN0291.JPG" t8="true" width="240" /&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;Hopefully now since I have written my first blog since not blogging for so long I will be back in the game. I'll try and post some pictures of our trip to the zoo with David next time. For now, I've gotta get a very tired awnry little girl to bed. &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/-xK4PccCaV9c/TeLu84rY9ZI/AAAAAAAABII/mA_kUVz8rWI/s1600/DSCN0265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xK4PccCaV9c/TeLu84rY9ZI/AAAAAAAABII/mA_kUVz8rWI/s320/DSCN0265.JPG" t8="true" 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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-5722591280415046815?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5722591280415046815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5722591280415046815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5722591280415046815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5722591280415046815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2011/05/major-update.html' title='Major update'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qFA6gPeKQ2M/TeLjFWSGDBI/AAAAAAAABH8/ut2q_KKuNb8/s72-c/DSCN0135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1741001810238667713</id><published>2010-04-05T15:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T15:49:13.968-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What we've been up to</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Melissa, she reminded me I haven't done a post for a while. We have been extremely busy around here. I guess I'll catch up by each person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David: David has been extremely busy with work. He is the inventory manager at Lindsay Chevrolet and he is really enjoying it although some of the people aren't the brightest crayon in the box. That really frustrated him sometimes lol. I believe I have mentioned it before on here but David owns his own photography business. He does real estate photography. It has really picked up and he is hoping to be able to branch out and hire other people around other areas. On top of all that he is still able to find some time to be a daddy and a husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am busy going to the gym almost every morning. I usually don't go Thursdays, Saturdays and Sundays but every other day I go. It has been a lot of fun to work out and try new classes with some great friends. Other than that I am busy being a mom of three very active children and running Kameron around to doctors (more on that in a few).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKaila: McKaila drew an awesome stick figure person today at the daycare in the gym. Now for those of you who don't know, McKaila has some visual motor delays in which she see's things one way but when it gets transferred to the other side of the brain it gets lost. One of the ways you see it most with her is writing/drawing. Her stick people look like a circle with a bunch of lines coming out of the head. Today her stick person had no body but it only had 2 arms and 2 legs and they were in the right area's of the head :) She also can now draw the letter H. Once again writing letters is very hard for her. She still needs some behavioral therapy but we are working on that one. She likes to use baby talk and when we tell her that she needs to use her big girl words that usually corrects it and she'll talk normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kameron: Where do I start with this boy. Lets start with his most recent injury. I babysit my friends little boy a few days a week and their house. We're over there all the time and Kameron was out in the garage riding bikes and playing. Nothing out of the ordinary, no cars where in there and they always ride around in the garage. My friend Erin had just left and I was up trying to get her son back to bed and I heard this loud crashing sound of metal hitting the concrete. I ran downstairs and Kameron was holding his hand with blood everywhere and crying. McKaila spots the blood and starts screaming as well. I started to panic when I saw the cut on his pinky because it seemed to need stitches and looked like he broke a finger or two. I called Erin and she found someone from church to come and sit with the kids so I could take Kameron to the ER. David was on his way but didn't have the truck because I had it. My van was in the shop so we dropped him off at work that morning. So anyways back to the ER. Kameron fell asleep on me in the waiting room because he was so exhausted from crying. We got into a room and waited for a little bit. We went to get his hand x-rayed and right away the tech showed me the broken fingers and said wow look at this. I asked him how we fix it and he chuckled and said I have no idea. We got back to our room and when the doctor finally came back in she told us Kameron would need surgery on his fingers in order to fix them. The pinky was cut bad but it was actually the ring finger we were worried about because it was so swollen they worried about blood flow. So then we had to try to find someone that would do the surgery. Where we were at the surgeon said it was too complex for him because of Kamerons age. They called a few other places and finally Childrens in DC said they would do it. We were transferred by ambulance to Childrens. Before getting in the ambulance they tried to get an oxygen reading on the ring finger and couldn't. They switched fingers and right away picked up a reading so they instantly were more concerned for that finger. They decided it would be best to turn on the lights and sirens. Kameron was in heaven. He loved every minute of that ambulance ride. He got to watch Nemo in the back and they gave him a stuffed elephant to love on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got to Childrens and were told the plastic surgeon wouldn't be here for a few hours but that he didn't think Kameron would need surgery. That it could be fixed by a splint. Around midnight Dr. Kohen came and splinted Kamerons hand. We were released to go home around 2:30 Wednesday morning. David was pretty upset that they discharged us at that time because he had to wake up the other kids to come pick us up. Kam broke his pinky in two spots and his ring finger in 2 or 3 spots I can't remember. They didn't need to stick his cut because it wasn't stitchable. It was basically too wide to stitch together. So that was wrapped in some very very expensive yellow medicated gauze. We had a check up with the surgeon again a week later and I was not happy with him at all. He didn't even look at Kamerons hand. He had the resident unwrap it and send us home. They called an hour later and said they needed us to come back to rewrap it. No thank you. It took us 2 hours of a commute each way and the doctor was rude. So we went to our local ER and had his hand wrapped again. We have another appointment with a new orthopedic surgeon on Thursday. Whew that was a long one. Oh I forgot to mention how he hurt his fingers. He was playing with the legs of a trampoline (not put together yet) that were up against the wall and he put his fingers between the bars and they fell over pulling his fingers and breaking them. Kameron turned 3 a few days later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayden: Jayden is growing and learning new things all the time. He has had some horrible rashes on his bum and he's had a yeast infection. He's had lots of diarrhea which I thought was from teething but it has been going on for longer that I would have thought. So I will talk to the pediatrician tomorrow and see what he says. It could be an allergy to some new food but I can't think of what it would be that is new. He has a major blowout everytime he goes. That requires a new change of clothes and a bath. Happens about 3 times a day. I know you didn't want to know about poop updates with Jayden but that has been so time consuming with him lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that was much longer than planned but its all for you Melissa :) Now for some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;McKaila at the cherry blossom festival&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S7o8V7IaIII/AAAAAAAABF4/1SAbq_pbwo4/s1600/DSC_0202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S7o8V7IaIII/AAAAAAAABF4/1SAbq_pbwo4/s320/DSC_0202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a big boy. Notice his splint on his left hand :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S7o8ocYHjHI/AAAAAAAABGA/IFi6zMo2SGE/s1600/DSC_0273.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S7o8ocYHjHI/AAAAAAAABGA/IFi6zMo2SGE/s320/DSC_0273.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayden eating his marshmallow from his easter basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S7o87gEO2xI/AAAAAAAABGI/g3F6Fx_JvIQ/s1600/DSC_0107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S7o87gEO2xI/AAAAAAAABGI/g3F6Fx_JvIQ/s320/DSC_0107.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;We had a visit from Flat Stanley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S7o9cPIVhtI/AAAAAAAABGQ/lASoPOfl1Eo/s1600/DSC_0166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S7o9cPIVhtI/AAAAAAAABGQ/lASoPOfl1Eo/s320/DSC_0166.jpg" /&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S7o9wJHrS2I/AAAAAAAABGY/4OjshlC2qII/s1600/DSC_0161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S7o9wJHrS2I/AAAAAAAABGY/4OjshlC2qII/s320/DSC_0161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-1741001810238667713?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1741001810238667713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1741001810238667713' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1741001810238667713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1741001810238667713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-weve-been-up-to.html' title='What we&apos;ve been up to'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S7o8V7IaIII/AAAAAAAABF4/1SAbq_pbwo4/s72-c/DSC_0202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5463854463398438058</id><published>2010-01-27T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T21:39:08.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>I am sorry I haven't posted in a long time. No one probably reads this anymore lol but its about time for an update. The layouts have changed on here so I am still trying to figure out the pictures and different things on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;McKaila has been diagnosed with ADHD. She also has some fine motor delays along with visual motor delays. This week we have just started counseling for her. They will come and do "play therapy" 3-4 times a week. They do 5 hours a week so that keeps us pretty busy. We are hoping to get her the help she needs now so when school starts she will be caught up and not need any medication to cope with her disorder. McKaila just turned 4 and has now started Sunbeams in church. She is loving it and has her first article of faith memorized. She loves practicing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kameron turns 3 in March and he is such a little ham. He has such big blue eyes and it makes you want to just snuggle up with him. Especially first thing in the morning. He loves to play with his brother and sister. He is more and more independent every day. He is still in nursery and loves to play with his friends. The kids got new scooters for Christmas and they love them. Kameron really flies on it. When Kameron gets his mind on something it never ends lol. If he wants something he will ask over and over for it forever. Even if you tell him he can have something he will ask about it till it is in his hands. For ex. he wanted juice and I told him he could have some. Well he kept asking for the juice even when I was pouring it. He is one stubborn boy :) I wonder who he gets that from???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jayden is almost 14 months old now. He is just starting to walk now and he is so proud of himself. He sticks his tongue out all the time and just cracks us up. He loves to play with his siblings and if anyone is lying on the floor he will crawl all over them and giggle. He is such a good baby. He has been teething something fierce for the last two weeks and is so crabby. He is still a little guy and only 20 lbs. He is 20% for weight and 90% for height. He just graduated into 12 month clothing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That about sums it up. Enjoy the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2D24MEweoI/AAAAAAAABFQ/lEiT7HwNk44/s1600-h/DSC_7061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2D24MEweoI/AAAAAAAABFQ/lEiT7HwNk44/s320/DSC_7061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2D3BNC4J9I/AAAAAAAABFY/6sILkE2WO98/s1600-h/CIMG7725.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2D3HFuaQEI/AAAAAAAABFg/gx9USsfyudo/s1600-h/DSC_6873.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2D3HFuaQEI/AAAAAAAABFg/gx9USsfyudo/s320/DSC_6873.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2D3HFuaQEI/AAAAAAAABFg/gx9USsfyudo/s1600-h/DSC_6873.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2D3JcQGzKI/AAAAAAAABFo/BkXd6mlMy0g/s1600-h/CIMG7554.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2D3JcQGzKI/AAAAAAAABFo/BkXd6mlMy0g/s320/CIMG7554.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2D3JcQGzKI/AAAAAAAABFo/BkXd6mlMy0g/s1600-h/CIMG7554.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2Dv6bKA1DI/AAAAAAAABFA/LGtL-masjm8/s1600-h/CIMG7724.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2Dv6bKA1DI/AAAAAAAABFA/LGtL-masjm8/s320/CIMG7724.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2Dv1-yiJDI/AAAAAAAABE4/_i1kVEUDdvs/s1600-h/CIMG7723.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2Dv1-yiJDI/AAAAAAAABE4/_i1kVEUDdvs/s320/CIMG7723.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-5463854463398438058?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5463854463398438058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5463854463398438058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5463854463398438058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5463854463398438058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/S2D24MEweoI/AAAAAAAABFQ/lEiT7HwNk44/s72-c/DSC_7061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-7164751066231770836</id><published>2009-12-30T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T09:54:36.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RSV again</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't posted in a long time. Things have been pretty crazy around here. My parents are in town visiting. Both my mom and dad were able to come out this time. We are having a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayden has RSV again. He has been sick for a few days and got pretty bad the day my parents flew in. I decided to try to wait it out. I tried taking him to the urgent care but they were closed so we just went home. Just a little bit longer I decided he was sick enough for the ER. He had 3 days of fevers and 4 days of a yucky cough. They did the RSV swap and once again it came back positive. The battery of tests started again. They drew blood and ran some tests, chest x-rays, sterile urine culture (which involves a catheter), IV, and vitals. Poor little Jayden. &amp;nbsp;The ER doctor was an idiot to say the least. He charted that Jayden has bronchioctasis which is a lung disease and most commonly in adults. He also kept calling Jayden a she even though I corrected him multiple times. Even in his chart he wrote she this and that. His chart did say he was a male though. The doctor also said Jayden's ears were perfectly clear and made it sound like I was overreacting. When I told him he had RSV this time last year he said if I wanted him to he would do the RSV swab. Then there was something in the chest x-ray but they didn't know what it was so he gave us an antibiotic. We were allowed to go home as long as we saw the pediatrician the next morning. When we saw our pediatrician he was ticked off at the ER doctor. He said Jayden does not have a lung disease. He has bronchiolitis as well as RSV. Also Jayden has a double ear infection. Hmmm. Interesting because the doc. at the ER said he was fine. Both the pediatrician and I were very upset with the ER. The ped. told me that's why you never go to the ER although he knew I needed to. So Jayden is on his nebulizer, an antibiotic, benadryl, tylenol and a steroid. Poor baby. He looks miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog has changed the way pictures are uploaded and I am not too fond of it. I will try and figure it out soon. Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-7164751066231770836?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7164751066231770836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=7164751066231770836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7164751066231770836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7164751066231770836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/12/rsv-again.html' title='RSV again'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1435840280751058289</id><published>2009-12-03T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T15:12:54.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaydens ONE</title><content type='html'>One year ago today at 12:06 pm. Jayden Kooper Lee entered this world. We will be having a party for him tomorrow so I will post pictures later. I am so happy Jayden is part of our family. He is the perfect little baby. He is always happy and loves to play with his brother and sister. &amp;nbsp;WE LOVE YOU JAYDEN!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEET BOY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-1435840280751058289?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1435840280751058289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1435840280751058289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1435840280751058289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1435840280751058289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/12/jaydens-one.html' title='Jaydens ONE'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5392200134729229181</id><published>2009-10-07T10:24:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:53:00.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Segway Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry for the lack of posts. I can't believe it has been over a month since I posted last. We are keeping busy I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My best friend from Alaska came to visit up last week. We had lots of fun and she did a lot of shopping LOL. On Thursday David had the day off and told Erica and I to go have fun. We already toured DC the first day she got in but we had the kids and the weather was getting yucky. We really wanted to ride segways so we found a segway tour and it was a blast. We had so much fun riding them. Plus, we got to see all the things that we didn't get to see before. I am not the best tour guide and Ken did a great job explaining everything to us. Very informational and we felt so cool riding these things :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At first, it was kind of scary getting on it. They show a video before you practice and the video had people falling and hitting their heads and how easy it was to fall. We got pretty scared but we survived. In the middle I was even texting while segwaying LOL. Don't worry I was safe. I only texted David to ask how the kids were.  Erica and I didn't fall at all. We are professional segwayists now. All in all we had a great visit. Thanks again Erica. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were so cool in our pink helmets :) We were the only ones wearing the pink ones. Everyone else had black or white.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsyqFzcFChI/AAAAAAAABEc/Rotgr-APbK8/s1600-h/CIMG7046.JPG"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsyqFzcFChI/AAAAAAAABEc/Rotgr-APbK8/s400/CIMG7046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389869870739687954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Ssyp94dpiMI/AAAAAAAABEU/wmZxZbkh8tU/s1600-h/101_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Ssyp94dpiMI/AAAAAAAABEU/wmZxZbkh8tU/s400/101_0338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389869734649497794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me training on the segway. Ken was our tour guide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsypjGE_wmI/AAAAAAAABEM/rclyWWWMl6I/s1600-h/CIMG7043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsypjGE_wmI/AAAAAAAABEM/rclyWWWMl6I/s400/CIMG7043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389869274447725154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Erica in training before heading out on the streets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsypaMMNc8I/AAAAAAAABEE/K7bQmNxW7ns/s1600-h/CIMG7047.JPG"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsypaMMNc8I/AAAAAAAABEE/K7bQmNxW7ns/s400/CIMG7047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389869121469772738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking out at the monuments from the Capitol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsypNeqgw2I/AAAAAAAABD8/XZO0RRlpX-g/s1600-h/CIMG7079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsypNeqgw2I/AAAAAAAABD8/XZO0RRlpX-g/s400/CIMG7079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389868903090406242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Erica and I with the capitol behind us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Ssyo1c_HI-I/AAAAAAAABD0/ihbd3O-z2ww/s1600-h/CIMG7072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Ssyo1c_HI-I/AAAAAAAABD0/ihbd3O-z2ww/s400/CIMG7072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389868490323076066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The people in my group. The lady in the pink shirt was crazy on her segway. She fell off once and would go fast and then really slow. It was hard to be behind her when going single file. The funny thing is her husband (to her right, our left) was always at the front of the line and left his wife in the back. I think he was tired of her going to slow. LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsyoaMzj5lI/AAAAAAAABDs/uabibfFXVQU/s1600-h/CIMG7066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsyoaMzj5lI/AAAAAAAABDs/uabibfFXVQU/s400/CIMG7066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389868022123193938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My segway "Big Red"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsyoEHXZykI/AAAAAAAABDk/SuwlGQ-HLr0/s1600-h/CIMG7055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsyoEHXZykI/AAAAAAAABDk/SuwlGQ-HLr0/s400/CIMG7055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389867642705791554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Capitol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Ssyn5-PVixI/AAAAAAAABDc/XEheFkZ2Wuw/s1600-h/CIMG7080.JPG"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Ssyn5-PVixI/AAAAAAAABDc/XEheFkZ2Wuw/s400/CIMG7080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389867468457347858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Natural History Museum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Ssynvt2lS8I/AAAAAAAABDU/pQhnxAORjG8/s1600-h/CIMG7089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Ssynvt2lS8I/AAAAAAAABDU/pQhnxAORjG8/s400/CIMG7089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389867292259863490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Washington Monument&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsynhqkdLwI/AAAAAAAABDM/A6u3Hhq520o/s1600-h/CIMG7091.JPG"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsynhqkdLwI/AAAAAAAABDM/A6u3Hhq520o/s400/CIMG7091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389867050860359426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Other side of White House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Ssym2jrPBrI/AAAAAAAABC8/-VHufzJVXlM/s1600-h/CIMG7095.JPG"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Ssym2jrPBrI/AAAAAAAABC8/-VHufzJVXlM/s400/CIMG7095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389866310275368626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Erica and I in front of the White House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsylczEn1cI/AAAAAAAABC0/ZbcBQSc9QJU/s1600-h/CIMG7100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsylczEn1cI/AAAAAAAABC0/ZbcBQSc9QJU/s400/CIMG7100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389864768220157378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-5392200134729229181?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5392200134729229181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5392200134729229181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5392200134729229181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5392200134729229181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/10/segway-tour.html' title='Segway Tour'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SsyqFzcFChI/AAAAAAAABEc/Rotgr-APbK8/s72-c/CIMG7046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-8506467600482681363</id><published>2009-09-03T10:23:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:39:09.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Colonial Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the fair was over we decided to spend some quality time with the kids. They had a babysitter for 8 days straight and about 8 hours each day so that David and I could run our Eco4You (eco4youonline.com) booth. It went pretty well for being our first time there. Anyways, we really missed the kids and decided to head out to the beach. It was about an hour away but so worth it. The kids had a blast playing in the sand and David and I had a fun time playing with them as well. Poor Kameron got 2nd degree sunburn on his back. I did put sunscreen on all the kids but I just found out salt water washes it right off. His back is just now healing and it has been 2 1/2 weeks. He had scabs and blisters. I feel so bad. McKaila and I got burnt pretty bad as well but nothing like Kameron. Enjoy the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view from the restaurant. The canopy closest is us :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_Tn7MVOHI/AAAAAAAABCs/clY4pr4VX3A/s1600-h/DSC_4500.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_Tn7MVOHI/AAAAAAAABCs/clY4pr4VX3A/s400/DSC_4500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377249162961434738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKaila playing in the sand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_TZV7LecI/AAAAAAAABCk/SrW6fnfiHak/s1600-h/DSC_4481.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_TZV7LecI/AAAAAAAABCk/SrW6fnfiHak/s400/DSC_4481.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377248912439212482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my three kiddo's. I know it looks like I am wearing a hair net or something interesting. It is a headband but it was too far forward in the picture. Oops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_Sqh1uvfI/AAAAAAAABCU/DfLFFD3CQbU/s1600-h/DSC_4394.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_Sqh1uvfI/AAAAAAAABCU/DfLFFD3CQbU/s400/DSC_4394.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377248108183731698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKaila was such a fish. She loved to put her face in and swim to me. She did really well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_SdHL5AKI/AAAAAAAABCM/WhHWWnc2ydQ/s1600-h/DSC_4461.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_SdHL5AKI/AAAAAAAABCM/WhHWWnc2ydQ/s400/DSC_4461.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377247877690622114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I buried David in the sand and he decided it was nice enough to take a nap for an hour. The towel is protecting his face from getting a sunburn :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_SGMoux9I/AAAAAAAABCE/2yr-l6iXvmw/s1600-h/DSC_4484.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_SGMoux9I/AAAAAAAABCE/2yr-l6iXvmw/s400/DSC_4484.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377247484016773074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kameron going to collect more water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_R1H0IliI/AAAAAAAABB8/KwqjajMzoE8/s1600-h/DSC_4487.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_R1H0IliI/AAAAAAAABB8/KwqjajMzoE8/s400/DSC_4487.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377247190664648226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jayden and Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_RpU24fOI/AAAAAAAABB0/_zkWuxx4mBk/s1600-h/DSC_4566.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_RpU24fOI/AAAAAAAABB0/_zkWuxx4mBk/s400/DSC_4566.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377246988007406818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-8506467600482681363?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8506467600482681363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=8506467600482681363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/8506467600482681363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/8506467600482681363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/09/colonial-beach.html' title='Colonial Beach'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sp_Tn7MVOHI/AAAAAAAABCs/clY4pr4VX3A/s72-c/DSC_4500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-971416864390523715</id><published>2009-08-07T18:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T18:19:45.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know this is very late but I h ave an excuse :). Usually whenever I upload pictures of the kids I upload them from Davids camera. Well since sometimes he needs to take the camera for work, I get out my little point and shoot camera. I forgot I had this stuff on there until today. Sorry its pretty late David. Davids birthday was on July 12. He turned 25. I can't believe how old we are getting LOL. I turn 25 next Sunday :) Ignore my voice trying to get McKaila to sing on a higher pitch. Happy belated birthday Daddy. ( We did sing to him and celebrate his birthday on time. This is just too cute)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d423e95cbe8cfb15" 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://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd423e95cbe8cfb15%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570952%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D693923FC8C05FBD91289E0F671CF1ADF1503F7A1.50608CEE076A0797A0D88F735F08919284FEF5C7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd423e95cbe8cfb15%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsFIQp6Em2gyYUGL-d615Hii2hZM&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://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd423e95cbe8cfb15%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570952%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D693923FC8C05FBD91289E0F671CF1ADF1503F7A1.50608CEE076A0797A0D88F735F08919284FEF5C7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd423e95cbe8cfb15%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsFIQp6Em2gyYUGL-d615Hii2hZM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-971416864390523715?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d423e95cbe8cfb15&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/971416864390523715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=971416864390523715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/971416864390523715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/971416864390523715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-7708334400278135605</id><published>2009-08-07T17:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T18:20:45.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>McKaila telling a story</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is back from the 4th of July while we were waiting in the hotel room until the fireworks were going to start. She is so silly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-317f219afbe1919e" 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://v8.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D317f219afbe1919e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570952%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31085E77F41DDB327E59BA30EE36649BC6298549.273BD5973EE1611D1AB18F96B924BC6FFD914281%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D317f219afbe1919e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DU0ILZxloSIErTOHOOXaWKtwtyNg&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://v8.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D317f219afbe1919e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570952%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D31085E77F41DDB327E59BA30EE36649BC6298549.273BD5973EE1611D1AB18F96B924BC6FFD914281%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D317f219afbe1919e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DU0ILZxloSIErTOHOOXaWKtwtyNg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-7708334400278135605?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=317f219afbe1919e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7708334400278135605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=7708334400278135605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7708334400278135605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7708334400278135605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/08/mckaila-telling-story.html' title='McKaila telling a story'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1974196752207055983</id><published>2009-08-02T20:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:54:05.022-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Triplets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Saturday morning I woke up with some slight cramping on my right side. I tried to go back to sleep but I couldn't. The pain was getting worse so I thought I would try to take a warm bath.  The pain was so intense that I woke David up again and told him I was going to the ER. He told me that I couldn't drive myself. When I told him that I had to because he needed to stay home with the kids, he told me to take some of his Percocet to help with the pain. I thought I'd give it a try, so I took two and waited. The pain still wasn't going away after about 30 minutes so I drove myself to the ER. By the time I got there the pain was pretty much gone. I was feeling pretty drowsy from the medication and decided to drive back home to go back to sleep. I hoped that maybe I could sleep it off till the walk in clinics would open up.  As soon as I got back home, Jayden started crying and wouldn't calm down. After about 40 minutes of being up with him crying, I finally laid back down. David was awake and talking to me and telling me to put Jayden back in his crib. He wasn't making much sense. You'll see what I mean later. After about an hour of lying down and trying to sleep the pain came back the second I tried to roll over in bed. I got dressed again and woke David up again and told him I was going back to the ER because the pain wasn't going away. I was the only one in the waiting room when I got to the ER. It was so nice. It did take a little bit to get me registered because they couldn't spell my name right. I was there when I gave birth to Jayden and my name was spelled right so I am not sure what the confusion was. I couldn't get an IV or pain medication till they got it figured out. How hard is it to spell my name? Seriously. I had to write it out for the lady. It took 4 people to get my name spelled right on my hospital bracelet. Anyways, I explained my pain and then I got an IV while I was being admitted and trying to explain my pain to the doctor. I was in horrific pain and finally got my pain meds. They made me pretty sick. I had to put both rails up on the bed because I was afraid I would pass out and fall out of bed. They took me down for a CT scan and about an hour later the doctor came in. She walked in and told me I was having TRIPLETS. I was pretty confused and told her I wasn't pregnant. She giggled and told me that I was having kidney stones. 3 of them to be exact. They gave me more pain medicine and then I was discharged. I forgot to add that shortly after I was admitted, David called me and asked where I was. Poor guy. I told him I was in the ER and he didn't remember a thing about me waking him up several times and what not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I finally passed my stones Wednesday morning. Two of the were stuck together which is probably why it took so long to pass. David has had kidney stones before and now it was my turn I guess. My poor kids are screwed. It is genetic in both of our families. David was so good to take care of me and the kids while I laid in bed for a few days. The pain is very similar to laboring. The worst part is that you don't get a break between "contractions" and you don't get to look forward to a cute baby at the end. I hope that is the end of my kidney stone adventure. I was able to catch the two stuck together so I need to get them to the urologist to figure out why I got them in the first place. Glad it is over with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-1974196752207055983?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1974196752207055983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1974196752207055983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1974196752207055983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1974196752207055983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/08/triplets.html' title='Triplets'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-4654995242030554794</id><published>2009-07-15T17:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:23:39.912-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe Jayden is 7 months old now. He is growing up way too fast. He can sit by himself really well now. He has been sitting up for a while now but within the last few weeks he has really mastered it. He is trying to get up on his knees as well. Some of his little friends his age are crawling already. My baby's like to take their time. I have to say I like that much better :). Jayden also has his two bottom teeth. He is such a good baby and very content. I am so glad he is in our family. The kids love him and he loves them right back. McKaila has a special place in Jaydens heart I think. She can always make him laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7e86886220f7cf2b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7e86886220f7cf2b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570952%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A0DB6C3DCD4317575926641681D2AE47F92CF77.36DAF4DA9F155B1CD08F29663FA29EDA3EF9CE32%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7e86886220f7cf2b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvEnfSMs1WorkJ5kguebdEb-ibko&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7e86886220f7cf2b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570952%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A0DB6C3DCD4317575926641681D2AE47F92CF77.36DAF4DA9F155B1CD08F29663FA29EDA3EF9CE32%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7e86886220f7cf2b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvEnfSMs1WorkJ5kguebdEb-ibko&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-4654995242030554794?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7e86886220f7cf2b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4654995242030554794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=4654995242030554794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4654995242030554794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4654995242030554794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/07/jayden.html' title='Jayden'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-4725025792926377914</id><published>2009-07-15T17:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T17:31:28.844-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;We definetly love our Wii. I have had a blast playing Mario Kart at night after the kids have gone to bed and David has paperwork to do. It helps me unwind :) We have a date night on Saturday nights after all the kids have gone to bed. We join 4 other couples from our ward and we get online and race each other. It is a fun date night that all couples look forward to. The next day at church when we see each other, we giggle and laugh at the nights games.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to let the kids in on a little bit of Wii fun. We let them "bowl" and "box". They had a blast with it. Enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kids "Wii bowling"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-55cb8d323749ab31" 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://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D55cb8d323749ab31%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570952%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26980731F4D5F46DA177B6F5FB78CC20ED302CC5.118BFFB49E46A578C0B6A1E8BA2F3AE9DC49E4BF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D55cb8d323749ab31%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_rGsnwm5aOWRhcjwdRgT3H7KUuo&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://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D55cb8d323749ab31%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570952%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26980731F4D5F46DA177B6F5FB78CC20ED302CC5.118BFFB49E46A578C0B6A1E8BA2F3AE9DC49E4BF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D55cb8d323749ab31%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_rGsnwm5aOWRhcjwdRgT3H7KUuo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kids "Wii boxing". I love how McKaila is shaking her butt :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7d80893da86638ae" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7d80893da86638ae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570952%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D241F64B0A548BF978F34D08D0E7B20ACB952E5A8.51FDAEEA76AA0F9CE1E1AC0FF163E340AAD80C1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7d80893da86638ae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D96bU9Zq_BiMGMGKnIoWAeOUo5bg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7d80893da86638ae%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570952%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D241F64B0A548BF978F34D08D0E7B20ACB952E5A8.51FDAEEA76AA0F9CE1E1AC0FF163E340AAD80C1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7d80893da86638ae%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D96bU9Zq_BiMGMGKnIoWAeOUo5bg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-4725025792926377914?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=55cb8d323749ab31&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7d80893da86638ae&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4725025792926377914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=4725025792926377914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4725025792926377914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4725025792926377914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/07/wii-night.html' title='Wii Night'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-2789209552283207471</id><published>2009-07-06T16:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T16:15:34.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please help the Stockdale Family</title><content type='html'>Here is a link to the news article&lt;div&gt;http://www.kivitv.com/global/story.asp?s=10646858&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a link to the video on the news&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.kivitv.com/Global/category.asp?C=169854&amp;amp;nav=menu536_5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan and Karia Stockdale are my in-laws. Karia is David's sister. They really need our help right now and anything would be greatly appreciated. I have added a donation link on the right side of my blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-2789209552283207471?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/2789209552283207471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=2789209552283207471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/2789209552283207471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/2789209552283207471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/07/please-help-stockdale-family.html' title='Please help the Stockdale Family'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1758189953431924039</id><published>2009-06-29T16:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:47:13.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kameron and his daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In the midst of family pictures I saw this. This is priceless. I am so glad I was able to get these shots of Kameron and David. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkoEpctRXI/AAAAAAAABA0/CZtpR4g7BBg/s1600-h/DSC_2321.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkoEpctRXI/AAAAAAAABA0/CZtpR4g7BBg/s400/DSC_2321.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352853692417394034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skkn854UNPI/AAAAAAAABAs/0AO8MhMoWAA/s1600-h/DSC_2330.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skkn854UNPI/AAAAAAAABAs/0AO8MhMoWAA/s400/DSC_2330.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352853559389205746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skkn09WzAeI/AAAAAAAABAk/krNcpZi153o/s1600-h/DSC_2335.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skkn09WzAeI/AAAAAAAABAk/krNcpZi153o/s400/DSC_2335.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352853422883406306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-1758189953431924039?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1758189953431924039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1758189953431924039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1758189953431924039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1758189953431924039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/06/kameron-and-his-daddy.html' title='Kameron and his daddy'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkoEpctRXI/AAAAAAAABA0/CZtpR4g7BBg/s72-c/DSC_2321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1281669874503151180</id><published>2009-06-29T16:32:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:44:13.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were able to get some really good family shots. These were all taken with our camera :) We had a friend take the family shot of everyone together. If David is in the picture, I was taking the picture. If I was in the picture he was taking the picture. I have to say I am pretty impressed with how they all turned out. We were sad that we were missing Ryan and Caden though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Davids family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkknLXbAcQI/AAAAAAAABAc/FVNhVsKlqcs/s1600-h/DSC_2107.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkknLXbAcQI/AAAAAAAABAc/FVNhVsKlqcs/s400/DSC_2107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352852708325880066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David and his siblings. Stefani is on the left and Karia is on the right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skkm5wNu2fI/AAAAAAAABAU/o0jQjuietyM/s1600-h/DSC_2135.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skkm5wNu2fI/AAAAAAAABAU/o0jQjuietyM/s400/DSC_2135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352852405743442418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Grandparents and their Grandbabies (minus Caden)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skkmp-s8IJI/AAAAAAAABAM/2M452fkABu0/s1600-h/DSC_2184.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skkmp-s8IJI/AAAAAAAABAM/2M452fkABu0/s400/DSC_2184.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352852134754525330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Davids parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkmfiBGv2I/AAAAAAAABAE/SH-rmXF2QkE/s1600-h/DSC_2153.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkmfiBGv2I/AAAAAAAABAE/SH-rmXF2QkE/s400/DSC_2153.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352851955255787362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Rogers (minus Caden)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkmWX8v5OI/AAAAAAAAA_8/qAMXpnJI5a0/s1600-h/DSC_2084.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkmWX8v5OI/AAAAAAAAA_8/qAMXpnJI5a0/s400/DSC_2084.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352851797934335202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Stockdales (minus Ryan) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkmAEgdetI/AAAAAAAAA_0/bbPIzzrYqO0/s1600-h/DSC_2217.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkmAEgdetI/AAAAAAAAA_0/bbPIzzrYqO0/s400/DSC_2217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352851414758292178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole gang (minus Ryan and Caden)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skklzk-N8SI/AAAAAAAAA_s/L9ErxPaPu3I/s1600-h/DSC_2256.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skklzk-N8SI/AAAAAAAAA_s/L9ErxPaPu3I/s400/DSC_2256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352851200134738210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ladies&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkklUImp83I/AAAAAAAAA_k/3DNWLiAUwqg/s1600-h/DSC_2282.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkklUImp83I/AAAAAAAAA_k/3DNWLiAUwqg/s400/DSC_2282.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352850659943773042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The guys in the family (minus Ryan and Caden)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkklFvhxfKI/AAAAAAAAA_c/MXHIWH4cKck/s1600-h/DSC_2310.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkklFvhxfKI/AAAAAAAAA_c/MXHIWH4cKck/s400/DSC_2310.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352850412694240418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-1281669874503151180?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1281669874503151180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1281669874503151180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1281669874503151180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1281669874503151180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/06/family-photos.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkknLXbAcQI/AAAAAAAABAc/FVNhVsKlqcs/s72-c/DSC_2107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1728456314376350268</id><published>2009-06-29T16:15:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:32:16.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaydens Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While we were in Idaho we had the opportunity to bless Jayden. We chose to wait to bless him until now because we wanted as much of our family there as we could. We had planned our trip to Idaho before Jayden was born so this worked out perfectly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't fast Sunday so the bishop wouldn't allow us to bless Jayden in Davids parents ward. We decided to do it at their home instead. We had a great turnout with friends and family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are so blessed to have Jayden in our lives. He is such a sweet boy. We get comments all the time on how good of a baby he is. We love him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My bright eyed boy.&lt;/div&gt;&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: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkkoiHoCPI/AAAAAAAAA_U/7wZgfwitsbQ/s400/DSC_2001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352849910878701810" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends and family that joined us for Jaydens blessing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkjeJoD7UI/AAAAAAAAA_M/9NGIDFYdhqg/s1600-h/DSC_1966.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkjeJoD7UI/AAAAAAAAA_M/9NGIDFYdhqg/s400/DSC_1966.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352848632993541442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The beautiful cake my mom made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkjR9AbwGI/AAAAAAAAA_E/BY1bt2nS2Kk/s1600-h/DSC_1956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkjR9AbwGI/AAAAAAAAA_E/BY1bt2nS2Kk/s400/DSC_1956.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352848423447674978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proud daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skki8_b1umI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Kh7ESiBSk3Y/s1600-h/DSC_2012.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skki8_b1umI/AAAAAAAAA-8/Kh7ESiBSk3Y/s400/DSC_2012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352848063322241634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my sweet boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skkhj9kZevI/AAAAAAAAA-0/XvNf1y_T-uA/s1600-h/DSC_2008.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Skkhj9kZevI/AAAAAAAAA-0/XvNf1y_T-uA/s400/DSC_2008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352846533812910834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David and I with his parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkhU1zEXWI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Nh7CXblX1Dk/s1600-h/DSC_2032.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkhU1zEXWI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Nh7CXblX1Dk/s400/DSC_2032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352846274028920162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;David and I with my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkhAgpDrfI/AAAAAAAAA-k/8UHchvsYpjY/s1600-h/DSC_2050.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkhAgpDrfI/AAAAAAAAA-k/8UHchvsYpjY/s400/DSC_2050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352845924752403954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-1728456314376350268?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1728456314376350268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1728456314376350268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1728456314376350268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1728456314376350268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/06/jaydens-blessing.html' title='Jaydens Blessing'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SkkkoiHoCPI/AAAAAAAAA_U/7wZgfwitsbQ/s72-c/DSC_2001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-3065464832469523450</id><published>2009-05-30T14:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:59:51.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiggle Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt; The kids love watching &lt;em&gt;The Wiggles &lt;/em&gt;on tv. They love the song "a sailor went to sea sea sea to see what he could see see see..." I tried to capture the cuteness on camera. There were a couple videos but this is the best I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d13516173a0cc3ed" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd13516173a0cc3ed%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85A720DD2DB24F1BCB4D2A219C88B77DCD66152A.7A7C80E28BEE29687F3B7A93D845B9D604D9C683%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd13516173a0cc3ed%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcGF63weXpRD10-rwjoZgVPi7Zqg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd13516173a0cc3ed%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85A720DD2DB24F1BCB4D2A219C88B77DCD66152A.7A7C80E28BEE29687F3B7A93D845B9D604D9C683%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd13516173a0cc3ed%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcGF63weXpRD10-rwjoZgVPi7Zqg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-3065464832469523450?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d13516173a0cc3ed&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3065464832469523450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=3065464832469523450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3065464832469523450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3065464832469523450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/05/wiggle-dancing.html' title='Wiggle Dancing'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5732772924512969320</id><published>2009-05-30T14:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:49:51.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayder's Jumping</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is a little video of Jayden in his jumparoo. I think this was his second time in it and hadn't figured out how to really jump yet. I think it is still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-91c20ef7b547af0b" 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" 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href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5732772924512969320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5732772924512969320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5732772924512969320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5732772924512969320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/05/here-is-little-video-of-jayden-in-his.html' title='Jayder&apos;s Jumping'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-6864048659865111815</id><published>2009-05-30T14:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:42:21.888-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys will be boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-56ac4baac5a2b0df" 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" 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muddy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF9Dft2n_I/AAAAAAAAA-U/IHhb4ns3nKE/s1600-h/CIMG6566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341688132045021170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF9Dft2n_I/AAAAAAAAA-U/IHhb4ns3nKE/s400/CIMG6566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't you just love this face? I know I do.&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/1377028173383126995-6864048659865111815?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=56ac4baac5a2b0df&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6864048659865111815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=6864048659865111815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6864048659865111815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6864048659865111815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/05/boys-will-be-boys.html' title='Boys will be boys'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF9VQ75aoI/AAAAAAAAA-c/vZV0qyY6-Dg/s72-c/CIMG6562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-2097842600711072572</id><published>2009-05-30T14:24:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:36:02.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Children</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think I need to caption any of these pictures. They speak for themselves. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF8QoYxOfI/AAAAAAAAA-M/SYvdd1kAtzI/s1600-h/CIMG6552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341687258199177714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF8QoYxOfI/AAAAAAAAA-M/SYvdd1kAtzI/s400/CIMG6552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF8Fjm_iJI/AAAAAAAAA-E/LGOLi_AnyQI/s1600-h/CIMG6577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341687067938097298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF8Fjm_iJI/AAAAAAAAA-E/LGOLi_AnyQI/s400/CIMG6577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF7oe71irI/AAAAAAAAA98/jL1N2iH7QAc/s1600-h/CIMG6555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341686568467139250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF7oe71irI/AAAAAAAAA98/jL1N2iH7QAc/s400/CIMG6555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF7a0q3tsI/AAAAAAAAA90/7sFX6MFz5Ek/s1600-h/CIMG6582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341686333783389890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF7a0q3tsI/AAAAAAAAA90/7sFX6MFz5Ek/s400/CIMG6582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF6tau0NGI/AAAAAAAAA9s/Aa6aFFoEA3A/s1600-h/CIMG6551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341685553726501986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF6tau0NGI/AAAAAAAAA9s/Aa6aFFoEA3A/s400/CIMG6551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF6PSFcvpI/AAAAAAAAA9k/7JO5EFNDKQQ/s1600-h/CIMG6651.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/1377028173383126995-2097842600711072572?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/2097842600711072572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=2097842600711072572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/2097842600711072572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/2097842600711072572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-sweet-children.html' title='My Sweet Children'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SiF8QoYxOfI/AAAAAAAAA-M/SYvdd1kAtzI/s72-c/CIMG6552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-6272766050143756120</id><published>2009-05-10T15:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:04:32.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MOM!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In appreciation of mothers day, here are some wonderful things about my mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*She raised 5 troubling kids into 5 wonderful adults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*She is dedicated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*She went back to college and graduated with a degree in Radiology. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*She has 2 granddaughters and 7 grandsons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*She is a great cake decorator. She has done all of her kids wedding cakes, birthday cakes and other peoples as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Is a loving wife to my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*She is a wonderful Grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*A great listener. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*She is a great quilter. She has made baby blankets for all of her grandbabies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could go on and on about my mother. She is such a great person. I LOVE YOU MOM!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sgcw549fbDI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ux0ZNOQSSDw/s1600-h/DSC_2352.jpg"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sgcw549fbDI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ux0ZNOQSSDw/s400/DSC_2352.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334286054744615986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-6272766050143756120?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6272766050143756120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=6272766050143756120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6272766050143756120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6272766050143756120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day-mom-in-appreciation.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sgcw549fbDI/AAAAAAAAA9c/ux0ZNOQSSDw/s72-c/DSC_2352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-7384186549809112513</id><published>2009-04-19T22:01:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:36:17.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Egg Roll at the White House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were able to get tickets to go to the Egg Roll at the White House this year. In the past you were supposed to wait in line the night before to get tickets the next morning. David was actually excited about waiting in line with friends to do something for his family. Apparently DVD's are brought and pizza is usually ordered and it is a fun event with other dads. This year was different in that you got tickets online instead. We are lucky to get some. It was a huge mess and the site was super busy. It took us an hour of refreshing the page over and over and some tense moments to get the tickets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, the event was the day after Easter. We were all excited and told the kids we were going to the White House. McKaila kept saying the whole way there that we were going to the White House. I asked her if she knew what it was and of course she didn't. I told her its where the president lives and she responds with "Oh! Can I open it?". I responded with "McKaila its where the PRESIDENT lives, its not a PRESENT." Silly girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We decided not to take strollers because we knew the kids would walk the whole time and wouldn't want to be strapped in the stroller. We didn't want to have to worry about keeping an eye on our bags and stroller while trying to have fun with the kids. The kids did so well walking. They walked from the parking garage to the metro and the rest of the time walking to the White House, around the White House and back to the metro and van. They were exhausted to say the least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Egg Roll is basically when you take a hard boiled egg  and roll it down a little hill with a big  serving spoon. We didn't even do the egg roll because the lines were huge and once you got in it was over in less than 30 seconds from the looks of it. We actually didn't get to do too many activities. We stood in line to see some characters and the kids dyed eggs but that was basically it. They also had jump rope making, an egg hunt (in which you didn't even get to keep the eggs...so glad we didn't do that one or we would have had some tantrums), a kids cooking show, face painting, and a few other things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They also had some famous performers. Fergie was there in the morning (we were in the afternoon time slot), the Imagination Movers, Ziggy Marley, Jessica Jarell, DJ Jordan Heiitz, and SteveSongs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were glad that we were able to go and get our wooden Souvenir Egg but if we don't get tickets again we won't be disappointed. It was very overcrowded and not organized very well. I heard today that they let in 10,000 more than they did last year. That is a lot of people and explains why it was so crowded. I hope it isn't like this again.  THe kids loved it and didn't really care that we didn't do anything extra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took lots of pictures so I picked out the best ones. I hope you enjoy them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the view in front of us as we waited to get into the White House. There was even more behind us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sevbp8g_6NI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/uEkL6CPf_qA/s1600-h/DSC_7600.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sevbp8g_6NI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/uEkL6CPf_qA/s400/DSC_7600.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326592497961396434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is how the kids felt about waiting in line. Kameron was not to happy at all but McKaila was fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevbZh-LwBI/AAAAAAAAA9I/C7C327nzHZQ/s1600-h/DSC_7603.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevbZh-LwBI/AAAAAAAAA9I/C7C327nzHZQ/s400/DSC_7603.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326592215958142994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Story time with Ben Olson from D.C United Soccer Team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Seva3CxgrYI/AAAAAAAAA9A/-qwYTxutsrg/s1600-h/DSC_7703.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Seva3CxgrYI/AAAAAAAAA9A/-qwYTxutsrg/s400/DSC_7703.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326591623467937154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They sure do love each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevalcVIHwI/AAAAAAAAA84/MdJIagmA5jU/s1600-h/DSC_7644.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevalcVIHwI/AAAAAAAAA84/MdJIagmA5jU/s400/DSC_7644.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326591321090563842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevaQPSNHnI/AAAAAAAAA8w/sBh9PUf9niY/s1600-h/DSC_7648.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevaQPSNHnI/AAAAAAAAA8w/sBh9PUf9niY/s400/DSC_7648.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326590956811394674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Electric Company from PBS kids were  performing on the stage behind the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevZ7mHGOXI/AAAAAAAAA8o/QdHKrlBjtZ0/s1600-h/DSC_7650.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevZ7mHGOXI/AAAAAAAAA8o/QdHKrlBjtZ0/s400/DSC_7650.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326590602161568114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevZobkCUgI/AAAAAAAAA8g/ypOjvPCKPcE/s1600-h/DSC_7670.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevZobkCUgI/AAAAAAAAA8g/ypOjvPCKPcE/s400/DSC_7670.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326590272912642562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids and I with Max from the cartoon Max and Ruby. The kids thought he was the Easter bunny :) It was nice because the line to see him was much shorter than the actual Easter bunny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevZN6yZKWI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/YNtsfPdEwWk/s1600-h/DSC_7628.jpg"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevZN6yZKWI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/YNtsfPdEwWk/s400/DSC_7628.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326589817437890914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the egg on the commerical with the boy who has really fast hands and he is stacking cups. Its the Incredible Egg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevYwRX2GcI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/CeGfmyPB6Ak/s1600-h/DSC_7681.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevYwRX2GcI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/CeGfmyPB6Ak/s400/DSC_7681.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326589308104481218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Incredible Egg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevYgjRBRrI/AAAAAAAAA8I/N-_c0FyuBTc/s1600-h/DSC_7686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevYgjRBRrI/AAAAAAAAA8I/N-_c0FyuBTc/s400/DSC_7686.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326589038029784754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the clouds in this picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevYRlRT_7I/AAAAAAAAA8A/cIg8Z7EeIKw/s1600-h/DSC_7705.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevYRlRT_7I/AAAAAAAAA8A/cIg8Z7EeIKw/s400/DSC_7705.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326588780869844914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family picture in front of the White House. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevXuAO-3zI/AAAAAAAAA74/bWyny6Ojq5A/s1600-h/DSC_7713.jpg"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SevXuAO-3zI/AAAAAAAAA74/bWyny6Ojq5A/s400/DSC_7713.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326588169632538418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-7384186549809112513?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7384186549809112513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=7384186549809112513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7384186549809112513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7384186549809112513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/04/egg-roll-at-white-house.html' title='Egg Roll at the White House'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sevbp8g_6NI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/uEkL6CPf_qA/s72-c/DSC_7600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-2651487632396218670</id><published>2009-03-26T15:16:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:44:49.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kameron is 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is Kamerons birthday. He is 2 years old today. My time has flown by. Kameron is such a sweet boy. I always get comments on how good and how cute he is. For example, we were at the gym for Kiddie Tyme (a gym full of bikes and slides and outdoor toys) and Kameron was mad because another kid was trying to take his toy away. Kameron was upset and hit the boy. I immediately went over and told him we dont' hit and I went and put him in time out. He was really good and stayed in time out even when I walked away. That's not the best example at how good he is but he listened very well with his time out and afterwards went up to the boy and said he was sorry and gave him a hug. Kameron loves his baby brother and his big sis. He loves going to nursery and is such a big helper at picking up the toys at the end when it is time to go home. Kameron is such a loving child and I am so glad he is in our family and I get to be his mother. Here a few pictures of Kameron from birth and then now. &lt;br /&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/ScvXS_p-UpI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Eya4Qdo2UmY/s1600-h/CIMG1666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/ScvXS_p-UpI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Eya4Qdo2UmY/s400/CIMG1666.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317580506366104210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/ScvXJ-b4loI/AAAAAAAAA64/fYx8u-C677w/s1600-h/DSC_6593.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/ScvXJ-b4loI/AAAAAAAAA64/fYx8u-C677w/s400/DSC_6593.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317580351419750018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/ScvXCOqFzeI/AAAAAAAAA6w/0LfXVdH5NBY/s1600-h/DSC_6491.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/ScvXCOqFzeI/AAAAAAAAA6w/0LfXVdH5NBY/s400/DSC_6491.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317580218335350242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/ScvW6Rro7vI/AAAAAAAAA6o/lr6mnUXm8dk/s1600-h/DSC_6504.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/ScvW6Rro7vI/AAAAAAAAA6o/lr6mnUXm8dk/s400/DSC_6504.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317580081708199666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-2651487632396218670?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/2651487632396218670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=2651487632396218670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/2651487632396218670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/2651487632396218670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/03/kameron-is-2.html' title='Kameron is 2'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/ScvXS_p-UpI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Eya4Qdo2UmY/s72-c/CIMG1666.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1060398449703438386</id><published>2009-03-17T09:29:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:42:59.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patricks Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Happy St. Patricks Day to everyone. Time flies by so fast. Kameron turns 2 next Friday. It is so hard to believe how big my kids are getting. This week seems to be filling up fast and I still need to make birthday plans for the big boy. We aren't going to have anything big. We are just going to have a few people over for dinner and cake. Today I have to take or dog JoJo in for more shots and check to see if his "tummy wormies" are gone. The vet said he got them from his mama. So more deworming shots for him. Well the kids and I are off to the gym. Enjoy the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What can I even say about this picture? He is such a good baby and I love his hair. This is how it is pretty much everyday. We know its bath day when his hair no longer sticks up :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-nc--2tCI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Ghm9DLF9GNs/s1600-h/DSC_6200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-nc--2tCI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Ghm9DLF9GNs/s400/DSC_6200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314150201705280546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kameron is becoming such a big boy. I love this picture of him. After church on Sunday, David thought it would be fun to put his shirts on McKaila and Kameron. Kameron was the only one to wear it all day and even wore it to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-nHsuqUfI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/AXDGJkFGmx0/s1600-h/DSC_6252.jpg"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-nHsuqUfI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/AXDGJkFGmx0/s400/DSC_6252.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314149836028269042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;McKaila is such a goof ball. She always does this with her hands. I think I need to buy her only pants with pockets. Otherwise she carries things around in her under wear :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-mvc8IfHI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/s3ETlSh3RWo/s1600-h/DSC_6254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-mvc8IfHI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/s3ETlSh3RWo/s400/DSC_6254.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314149419472944242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jayden is so strong. All David is doing is keeping him from falling over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-mc4J4jjI/AAAAAAAAA6I/CELe6IUthE0/s1600-h/DSC_6181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-mc4J4jjI/AAAAAAAAA6I/CELe6IUthE0/s400/DSC_6181.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314149100360863282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is crazy how much she looks like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-mLAdwdOI/AAAAAAAAA6A/sYCeJvgFLxw/s1600-h/DSC_6263.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-mLAdwdOI/AAAAAAAAA6A/sYCeJvgFLxw/s400/DSC_6263.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314148793354056930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is all Kameron needs. His "keekee" and his two fingers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-lxlYpP1I/AAAAAAAAA54/8RCnKhG8hI0/s1600-h/DSC_6267.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-lxlYpP1I/AAAAAAAAA54/8RCnKhG8hI0/s400/DSC_6267.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314148356588126034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-1060398449703438386?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1060398449703438386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1060398449703438386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1060398449703438386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1060398449703438386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patricks Day'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-nc--2tCI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Ghm9DLF9GNs/s72-c/DSC_6200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-4072498786081654875</id><published>2009-03-17T09:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:28:52.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aren't my kids the cutest????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know as their mother I am biased and everyone thinks their kids are the cutest but check this out :) I could just gobble them up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-lTv3b8oI/AAAAAAAAA5w/AgxPJ966ckE/s1600-h/The+Kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-lTv3b8oI/AAAAAAAAA5w/AgxPJ966ckE/s400/The+Kids.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314147844005556866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-4072498786081654875?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4072498786081654875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=4072498786081654875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4072498786081654875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4072498786081654875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/03/arent-my-kids-cutest.html' title='Aren&apos;t my kids the cutest????'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Sb-lTv3b8oI/AAAAAAAAA5w/AgxPJ966ckE/s72-c/The+Kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5143757538805999045</id><published>2009-02-28T15:25:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T15:42:48.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Sorry it has been a while since my last post. Things have been crazy around our household lately. We were able to have David's parents out for the weekend a week ago and had a blast with them. David and his dad built a work bench and some shelves out in the garage and it looks fantastic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We have had two well baby visits since my last post. Jayden had his 2 month appointment (he was 2 months and one week old) and weighed 12 lbs 13 oz (75%) and was 24" long (90%).  The doctor was please with his growth. The Dr. said his weight and length are perfect proportion with each other. I'm thinking he'll be like McKaila. Speaking of McKaila, she had her 3 year well check last week (only a month and a half late). She weighed 31 lbs 1 oz (50% FINALLY) and I can't remember her height ( I have it written somewhere though) but she was in the 90th % for that. I am glad she is finally in the normal range for her weight. She has always been in the 25% for a long time. Maybe all that chocolate milk is doing her some good :) She didn't have to have any shots but poor Jayden had 5 pokes in the legs and an oral vaccination. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We also got a puppy at the beginning of the month. He is a week older than Jayden and he is a beagle/hound mix so they say. He is a very cute puppy and is finally housebroken. He loves to chew on his toys and is very good to only chew on those. His name is JoJo. Here are a few pictures till I get more of Davids camera. Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JoJo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SamhT7Vo8kI/AAAAAAAAA5I/DUA22rDswO0/s1600-h/DSC_5289.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SamhT7Vo8kI/AAAAAAAAA5I/DUA22rDswO0/s400/DSC_5289.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307950999550882370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jayden relaxin on the couch :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Samespp-X1I/AAAAAAAAA5A/4HWYqTwLm7Q/s1600-h/DSC_4736.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Samespp-X1I/AAAAAAAAA5A/4HWYqTwLm7Q/s400/DSC_4736.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307948125766180690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids and their Grammie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SameSouXcjI/AAAAAAAAA44/vtDcFUXix2U/s1600-h/DSC_5589.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SameSouXcjI/AAAAAAAAA44/vtDcFUXix2U/s400/DSC_5589.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307947678839566898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jayden laughing at his HaHa (Grandpa Lee)&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SameD5-O8vI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Nw3854Zrs-Y/s1600-h/DSC_5685.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SameD5-O8vI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Nw3854Zrs-Y/s400/DSC_5685.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307947425771483890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1377028173383126995-5143757538805999045?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5143757538805999045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5143757538805999045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5143757538805999045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5143757538805999045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-it-has-been-while-since-my-last.html' title='Been a while'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SamhT7Vo8kI/AAAAAAAAA5I/DUA22rDswO0/s72-c/DSC_5289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-7829493789296215102</id><published>2009-02-06T20:05:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:19:51.372-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love having a GIRL!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am having so much fun trying new hair do's with McKaila's hair. I have to let her watch cartoons or bribe her with a chocolate to get her to sit still long enough. Hopefully the more I do it the better she will sit still. I have done a new style for the last four days and here are the pictures. Enjoy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SYzfbjH_sEI/AAAAAAAAA4g/aykTPeJMW_Y/s1600-h/CIMG6448.JPG"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SYzfbjH_sEI/AAAAAAAAA4g/aykTPeJMW_Y/s400/CIMG6448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299856525886468162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SYzfLeT1luI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/EbJOdhlTk6E/s1600-h/CIMG6406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SYzfLeT1luI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/EbJOdhlTk6E/s400/CIMG6406.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299856249716053730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SYze27ic69I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/F8Ir6n5Ps8c/s1600-h/CIMG6405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SYze27ic69I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/F8Ir6n5Ps8c/s400/CIMG6405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299855896784726994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SYzeYstHZZI/AAAAAAAAA4I/WI2bt4s1dME/s400/CIMG6396.JPG" /&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/1377028173383126995-7829493789296215102?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7829493789296215102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=7829493789296215102' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7829493789296215102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7829493789296215102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-having-girl.html' title='I love having a GIRL!!'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SYzfbjH_sEI/AAAAAAAAA4g/aykTPeJMW_Y/s72-c/CIMG6448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-471941185951133644</id><published>2009-01-24T19:52:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:11:08.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaydens First Trip to the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was in the high 50's yesterday so I decided to take the kids out to the park. It was really nice and the park was full of kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was Jaydens first trip to the park and he slept through it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SXu7v3NCpYI/AAAAAAAAA30/9qWXgtA4svQ/s1600-h/DSC_4505.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SXu7v3NCpYI/AAAAAAAAA30/9qWXgtA4svQ/s400/DSC_4505.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295032217851045250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love McKaila's hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SXu6wdlBF9I/AAAAAAAAA3s/2o2aXBdz4FA/s1600-h/DSC_4514.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SXu6wdlBF9I/AAAAAAAAA3s/2o2aXBdz4FA/s400/DSC_4514.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295031128640526290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kameron loved this. When he was at the other end I would talk to him and he would just giggle and giggle.&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SXu55mLncUI/AAAAAAAAA3k/dIy6gx6U02I/s1600-h/DSC_4562.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SXu55mLncUI/AAAAAAAAA3k/dIy6gx6U02I/s400/DSC_4562.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295030186057101634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was pretty proud of myself for taking this picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SXu41FRMN1I/AAAAAAAAA3c/WFboZOYIgvM/s1600-h/DSC_4580.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SXu41FRMN1I/AAAAAAAAA3c/WFboZOYIgvM/s400/DSC_4580.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295029008991008594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kameron is just like my dad. He not only looks like him but he sticks out his tongue like my dad :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SXu4S2BmiOI/AAAAAAAAA3U/qYdnJPlPYKw/s1600-h/DSC_4595.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SXu4S2BmiOI/AAAAAAAAA3U/qYdnJPlPYKw/s400/DSC_4595.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295028420783540450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know how she got like this. She was trying to step onto the circle step from the right side. She was crying for help and I had to get a picture :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SXu3_0LnGoI/AAAAAAAAA3M/-XmwMAWMmQQ/s1600-h/DSC_4596.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SXu3_0LnGoI/AAAAAAAAA3M/-XmwMAWMmQQ/s400/DSC_4596.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295028093871135362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-471941185951133644?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/471941185951133644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=471941185951133644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/471941185951133644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/471941185951133644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/01/jaydens-first-trip-to-park.html' title='Jaydens First Trip to the Park'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SXu7v3NCpYI/AAAAAAAAA30/9qWXgtA4svQ/s72-c/DSC_4505.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1297680000189008128</id><published>2009-01-17T22:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:04:18.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here is the slideshow of McKaila's party. I hope it works. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w88.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w88.photobucket.com/albums/k163/bizonchic/mckailas party/81c0b487.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s88.photobucket.com/albums/k163/bizonchic/mckailas%20party/?action=view&amp;amp;current=81c0b487.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1377028173383126995-1297680000189008128?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1297680000189008128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1297680000189008128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1297680000189008128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1297680000189008128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/01/here-is-slideshow-of-mckailas-party.html' title=''/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-7874882055601324246</id><published>2009-01-14T14:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:41:37.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three years ago at 9:55 p.m. tonight (mountain time) we welcomed our little girl into this world. McKaila Rae Lee was born weighing 7 lbs 15 oz and 20 1/2 inches. David and my mother were present for her birth. McKaila was such a sweet baby. I was looking  back at her newborn pictures the other day and my eyes filled with tears of joy. I will try and upload those pictures later this week. I am on the laptop and the pictures are on the home computer out in the garage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKaila is such a funny kid. She loves to sing and dance and she loves to hold Jayden. I enjoy hearing McKaila and Kameron playing together in the playroom. Most of the time they get along but McKaila and Kameron love to tease each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel so blessed to be McKaila's mom. She truly is a sweet girl. She can have quite the attitude and is strong tempered but she is very loving. Even though McKaila is just turning 3, it feels like she has been in my life forever. I know David would agree with me in that we wouldn't know what to do without this sweet spirit in our lives. We truly are blessed to have her in our family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took all three kids to Chuck-E-Cheese this morning for playgroup. McKaila and Kameron had a blast riding the little merry-go-rounds and the other little rides. McKaila got a Cinderella dress from her grandparents. Kinda funny but both Grandmas got her a Cinderella dress :) It'll be good to have two of them. She wore her dress and crown to Chuck-E-Cheese and has been wearing it all day. McKaila has chosen to go to IHOP for dinner tonight. I told her she could chose anywhere she wanted and that is what she wanted, so IHOP it is. She will be having a princess birthday party this weekend. I'll make sure I take lots of pictures and post them afterwards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday McKaila. We love you so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-7874882055601324246?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7874882055601324246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=7874882055601324246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7874882055601324246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7874882055601324246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/01/3-years.html' title='3 Years'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-867906891114466930</id><published>2009-01-04T17:15:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T17:57:59.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year New Pictures :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you haven't noticed we have new pictures on the side of our blog. I think they turned out great. David did a great job :) enjoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little Jayden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SWE94npa51I/AAAAAAAAA2g/BgKMR_GH8x8/s1600-h/DSC_2866.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SWE-FIBwNBI/AAAAAAAAA2o/-Q2mWGKHB94/s400/DSC_3603.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287575695284778002" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SWE94npa51I/AAAAAAAAA2g/BgKMR_GH8x8/s400/DSC_2866.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287575480434354002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKaila being her goofy self. I can't believe she is almost 3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SWE9HJJZMiI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/kv-nfEgbT0o/s1600-h/DSC_3318.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SWE9HJJZMiI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/kv-nfEgbT0o/s400/DSC_3318.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287574630433370658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This boy melts my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SWE1yFW_KbI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/W_2GB_E50b0/s1600-h/DSC_3438.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SWE1yFW_KbI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/W_2GB_E50b0/s400/DSC_3438.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287566572057995698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the best shot we could get of all three kids. Kameron was tired and hungry.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SWE1l73-kkI/AAAAAAAAA2I/_D_HhFH_40Y/s1600-h/DSC_3512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SWE1l73-kkI/AAAAAAAAA2I/_D_HhFH_40Y/s400/DSC_3512.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287566363353584194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this picture. All we did was put Jayden in  her lap. She didn't even know we were taking pictures yet. She really loves her brother.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SWE1BrUv-LI/AAAAAAAAA2A/zhHsDotz2Oc/s1600-h/DSC_3513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SWE1BrUv-LI/AAAAAAAAA2A/zhHsDotz2Oc/s400/DSC_3513.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287565740435568818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-867906891114466930?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/867906891114466930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=867906891114466930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/867906891114466930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/867906891114466930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-new-pictures.html' title='New Year New Pictures :)'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SWE-FIBwNBI/AAAAAAAAA2o/-Q2mWGKHB94/s72-c/DSC_3603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-3403587676613122667</id><published>2008-12-28T18:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T18:20:52.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best present ever</title><content type='html'>I just have a quick minute to update our blog. Jayden is home from the hospital. He came home on Christmas Eve. It was the best present ever. We are all trying to readjust to having a newborn in the house.  &lt;div&gt;Our past few weeks have been pretty crazy. In fact Saturday December 20th David ended up in the hospital as well. He had kidney stones and went to the ER. He was then admitted to the hospital and they were debating whether to do surgery or not. Luckily he passed it and surgery wasn't needed. He was admitted to the hospital we were just transferred from. So David and Jayden were both in the hospital but at different hospitals. I am so glad my mom was here to watch the kids. Well thats about all the time I have. I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas and have a happy new year!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-3403587676613122667?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3403587676613122667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=3403587676613122667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3403587676613122667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3403587676613122667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-present-ever.html' title='Best present ever'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-6862575770832096331</id><published>2008-12-21T22:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:15:41.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayden update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it looks like Jayden will be in the hospital until Christmas or the day after. He is doing better it is just their policy that they stay for 7 days for antibiotics. I am pretty upset. Not to the fact that he needs antibiotics but the fact that the first doctor we saw when we were admitted here after the transfer told me that best case scenario is 2 days. So we had been hoping that today we could go home. For the past two days we were told lets get him off oxygen so he can go home. He was doing really well today and another doctor came in and when david asked when he can go home she said oh not until 7 days after antiobiotics have started. That would be the day after Christmas. She said that maybe we could go home a day early because its Christmas. I just wish the first doctor would have told us to expect a week and not two days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am not too fond of this hospital. It is a childrens hospital and I thought it would be a little better than it is. First of all you have to pay for parking. What kind of hospital makes you pay to be there. I think its ridiculous because they don't even have any short term or emergency parking or anything. It is $5 whether you are there for 1 minute or 8 hours. That is a little much when you are just switching places with your spouse. There are many other things I am not fond with but I won't go into detail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am sad that my mom couldn't stay any longer. We just didn't get enough time together. She heads back to Idaho in the morning. It was so nice to have her here and to have her help though. THANK YOU MOM!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So for now we are hoping to be home for Christmas. We have been in the hospital for 1 week which means Jayden has been in a hospital for 10 days out of his 18 day old life. He's my little trooper. As we speak he is off of oxygen. David has been taking him off little by little and having to put him back on and off throughout the day and it paid off. His cannula is now out of his nose and his oxygen levels are 99-100. Great job Jayden!!!Hopefully he doesn't have to be put back on tonight. It is so nice to see his face without stickers and tubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma, McKaila and Jayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8QW7K068I/AAAAAAAAA04/0rrhamAn5Lo/s1600-h/CIMG6313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282458873955150786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8QW7K068I/AAAAAAAAA04/0rrhamAn5Lo/s400/CIMG6313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In this picture McKaila and Kameron were talking about Jaydens toes. McKaila looks so tiny compared to Kameron. Its just the way he's sitting though (although he does weigh as much as she does if not more).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8PHFS1RmI/AAAAAAAAA0w/BKSZkRY7zo8/s1600-h/CIMG6311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282457502283548258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8PHFS1RmI/AAAAAAAAA0w/BKSZkRY7zo8/s400/CIMG6311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKaila really loves Jayden. She was so sweet with him today. This is her first time holding him since she first held him the day he was born. When I was burping him McKaila said "Mommy Jayden has hair on his back".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8OkEzUYGI/AAAAAAAAA0o/beuA06RZcPQ/s1600-h/CIMG6310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282456900855947362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8OkEzUYGI/AAAAAAAAA0o/beuA06RZcPQ/s400/CIMG6310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; McKaila said another funny tonight while holding Jayden. Her exact words were "Jayden has monster hair".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282478484308941794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8iMZbg2-I/AAAAAAAAA1A/6s75plSv8i4/s400/CIMG6316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-6862575770832096331?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6862575770832096331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=6862575770832096331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6862575770832096331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6862575770832096331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/12/jayden-update.html' title='Jayden update'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8QW7K068I/AAAAAAAAA04/0rrhamAn5Lo/s72-c/CIMG6313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-7735825088068350452</id><published>2008-12-21T22:31:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:48:31.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Cookies with Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took a break from the hospital today and David sat with Jayden for a couple of hours. My mom leaves tomorrow morning and I wanted to be able to spend some time together before she had to leave. I had a blast with her today. We didn't do much, we decided to make cut out cookies and cupcakes with the kids. The cut out cookies were a little crazy so I am glad my mom was there and I didn't try this task by myself. Kameron was rolling flour all over the place and McKaila was shoving the cookie cutters into the middle of the dough which made it impossible to get multiple cookies at one time. It was a lot of fun and we brought some of our treats to the nurses at the hospital taking care of our sweet Jayden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kameron added the sugar and then decided the bowl made a better hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8MmJKWeiI/AAAAAAAAA0g/kvjuU2B_dTY/s1600-h/CIMG6287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282454737362778658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8MmJKWeiI/AAAAAAAAA0g/kvjuU2B_dTY/s400/CIMG6287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kameron was supposed to be adding the vanilla and almond extract but he thought he was supposed to drink it. This is a picture of him trying to get it to his mouth. Everytime we tried to .get him to pour it he would try and drink it. Silly boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8MNscSR3I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/zyygVEgLaUs/s1600-h/CIMG6290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282454317336512370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8MNscSR3I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/zyygVEgLaUs/s400/CIMG6290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKaila got to add the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8MBUol4MI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Yxv3mxV1fD0/s1600-h/CIMG6289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282454104787247298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8MBUol4MI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Yxv3mxV1fD0/s400/CIMG6289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKaila and her Grandma. McKaila was laughing in this picture if you couldn't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8Lf_-7DWI/AAAAAAAAA0I/h9ydWq5KIls/s1600-h/CIMG6295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282453532308082018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8Lf_-7DWI/AAAAAAAAA0I/h9ydWq5KIls/s400/CIMG6295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKaila enjoying the spoon from stirring the cookie dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8LMZOGL_I/AAAAAAAAA0A/8uuewPOrQ80/s1600-h/CIMG6296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282453195485229042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8LMZOGL_I/AAAAAAAAA0A/8uuewPOrQ80/s400/CIMG6296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kameron enjoying the cookie dough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8KrY21tkI/AAAAAAAAAz4/D00ZDn2SChc/s1600-h/CIMG6298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282452628451997250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8KrY21tkI/AAAAAAAAAz4/D00ZDn2SChc/s400/CIMG6298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are the cupcakes McKaila sprinkled while Kameron finished his nap. As you can see some recieved more sprinkles than others :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8Kis1bB7I/AAAAAAAAAzw/n5Yatd0s668/s1600-h/CIMG6300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282452479195940786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8Kis1bB7I/AAAAAAAAAzw/n5Yatd0s668/s400/CIMG6300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1377028173383126995-7735825088068350452?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7735825088068350452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=7735825088068350452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7735825088068350452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7735825088068350452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/12/making-cookies-with-grandma.html' title='Making Cookies with Grandma'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8MmJKWeiI/AAAAAAAAA0g/kvjuU2B_dTY/s72-c/CIMG6287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5663220289845009724</id><published>2008-12-21T22:08:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:18:57.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>McKaila's new pout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKaila is quite the character and whenever she gets upset this is what look she gives us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8FlAexO_I/AAAAAAAAAzY/PV4go3hkG8w/s1600-h/CIMG6303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282447021271235570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8FlAexO_I/AAAAAAAAAzY/PV4go3hkG8w/s400/CIMG6303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am sure I have given my parents this look many times growing up. The funny thing is she wasn't even mad. In fact 2 seconds later she looked like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282447910959572178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8GYy0_5NI/AAAAAAAAAzg/N5vQXW6TbpQ/s400/CIMG6304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282448166643224290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8GnrUuzuI/AAAAAAAAAzo/JOuQQCWyiyI/s400/CIMG6306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-5663220289845009724?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5663220289845009724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5663220289845009724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5663220289845009724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5663220289845009724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/12/mckailas-new-pout.html' title='McKaila&apos;s new pout'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SU8FlAexO_I/AAAAAAAAAzY/PV4go3hkG8w/s72-c/CIMG6303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-7312003654732386689</id><published>2008-12-19T10:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:05:40.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayden is in the hospital.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our poor little Jayden is currently in the Childrens Hospital. We were admitted to Potomac Hospital on Sunday after I took him to the ER. He had been having some mucus issues on Friday and then he started coughing. I thought he had whatever McKaila and Kameron had so I was going to call the pediatrician on Monday and see if he could get us in. On Sunday afternoon during our naps my mom came up with Jayden and said she noticed he felt warm and he had been coughing a lot more than before. We took his temp and it was 100.4. I knew that anything above 100 was bad in a newborn so I took him straight to the ER. With babies this little they do a full work up on them when they have a fever. People starting coming in all at once. He had a catheter placed quickly to do a sterile urine lab, he had a chest x-ray, RSV/whooping cough test (where the shove a q-tip up their nose) an IV placed (which took 2 attempts) and blood drawn from his arm. The tests came back showing that Jayden is RSV positive.  McKaila and Kameron more than likely had RSV and that is where Jayden got it from. I also have RSV now but it is just like a cold for adults. In younger children it is worse and it is very bad in newborns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were transferred to a Childrens Hospital by ambulance yesterday because we have discovered Jayden now has pneumonia as well as RSV and bronchiolitis. They moved us here so they could take better care of him if he were to get worse. Around 2 this morning they did a lumbar puncture on my brave little boy to rule out meningitis. We'll know the results of that in 48 hours or so. The doctor has said that best case scenario we are out in two days. That puts us out on Sunday making his total hospital stay 1 week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom is in town visiting and leaves on Monday. I am so glad that she is here. She has been such a huge help. She has been taking care of the house and the kids. David has been busy with work and helping at the hospital. My mom has been a huge lifesaver. I don't even know how to begin to thank her for what she's done. I am sad that we haven't been able to spend that much time together. Yesterday we did get to hang out for a few hours. David stayed at the hospital with Jayden and my mom and I took the kids and went to the National Mall and went to a couple museums. The kids were acting up and we needed to get back to the hospital so it didn't last too long but I am grateful I was able to spend some time with my mom. I love her so much and I am glad she was able to come out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am hoping the antibiotics will help Jayden out and we will be home soon. I just want to be at home with my husband and kids and to not have any tubes/wires hooked up to my baby. I want to be able to spend more time with my mom before she leaves. Atleast one more day. That is what I want for Christmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-7312003654732386689?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7312003654732386689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=7312003654732386689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7312003654732386689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7312003654732386689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/12/jayden-is-in-hospital.html' title='Jayden is in the hospital.'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5347235863186977148</id><published>2008-12-05T15:49:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T16:13:34.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayden is here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/STmY5dMRBcI/AAAAAAAAAyw/gr803TdsYj0/s1600-h/DSC_1852.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;So after complaining so much :) Jayden has arrived. It was quite a shock to us all. The doc. said he didn't think I would go into labor that night (Tuesday) and I was quite sad. Well on Wednesday morning around 4 a.m. my water broke. David and I got to the hospital around 5:30 a.m. after making sure the kids were taken care of. The nurse was having a hard time confirming my water did indeed break. After being there for an hour she finally got my IV started and I was able to request my epidural. I was in tons of pain and the anesthesiologist was wonderful. I was expecting to feel a lot of pressure when he put in the epidural because that was my experience with my other two. Well this guy was so good I barely even felt the numbing medicine in the beginning. I was 5 cm and the contractions were doing their job and I was progressing nicely. Soon I was 8 cm and shortly after I was ready to push. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;After 5 contractions Jayden Kooper Lee was born. He was born at 12:06 p.m weighing 9 lbs 1 oz. and measuring 20 3/4 inches long. He was almost 2 weeks early and a big boy. He has a head full of hair and he is so cute. He is a little jaundice so we need to take him into the pediatrician on Monday. He has lost a little weight and is 8 lbs 6 oz now. He is such a little chunk and we are enjoying every minute of him. McKaila and Kameron have a cold so we are trying to limit their contact with him. It is hard for McKaila because she is so excited he is here and she wants to hold him all the time. Hopefully they'll et better soon. Enjoy the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/STmY5dMRBcI/AAAAAAAAAyw/gr803TdsYj0/s400/DSC_1852.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276416551297287618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/STmYsBtOPAI/AAAAAAAAAyo/JBspCYmN0pw/s1600-h/DSC_1874.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/STmYsBtOPAI/AAAAAAAAAyo/JBspCYmN0pw/s400/DSC_1874.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276416320581024770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/STmYc1ifB3I/AAAAAAAAAyg/vWYEwh1dtrc/s1600-h/DSC_1879.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/STmYc1ifB3I/AAAAAAAAAyg/vWYEwh1dtrc/s400/DSC_1879.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276416059616724850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/STmYOS2PFBI/AAAAAAAAAyY/eC9ct_nqU-4/s1600-h/DSC_1897.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/STmYOS2PFBI/AAAAAAAAAyY/eC9ct_nqU-4/s400/DSC_1897.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276415809786156050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/STmXziqmJYI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/eE7mC0lcKAY/s1600-h/DSC_1924.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/STmXziqmJYI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/eE7mC0lcKAY/s400/DSC_1924.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276415350175835522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/STmXvt2TinI/AAAAAAAAAyI/OEbuSNET-a8/s1600-h/DSC_1925.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/STmXvt2TinI/AAAAAAAAAyI/OEbuSNET-a8/s400/DSC_1925.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276415284458261106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1377028173383126995-5347235863186977148?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5347235863186977148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5347235863186977148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5347235863186977148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5347235863186977148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/12/jayden-is-here.html' title='Jayden is here.'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/STmY5dMRBcI/AAAAAAAAAyw/gr803TdsYj0/s72-c/DSC_1852.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-4108361260851250957</id><published>2008-12-02T16:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:35:26.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still no baby :(</title><content type='html'>I had a doctors appointment this morning and no baby today. I am now 2 cm dilated but Jayden is still too high for the doctor to help things along. He said if I wanted to though I could be induced this weekend. My body is ready for that and things should go smoothly. Well I told him to have the hospital call me to schedule a date. They still haven't called but I've changed my mind. I was going to be induced this weekend but then decided I'll just wait till the next week when my mom gets here. So my mom flies in next Wednesday and I'll hopefully be induced Wednesday night or Thursday if possible. I am really hoping they can do it Wednesday night. That way the kids will be sleeping and won't really notice we're gone. Its easier for someone to watch them while they are sleeping. My mom doesn't come in till around 4:30 pm. I can't wait for her to be here. Well that is the latest on the baby watch. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-4108361260851250957?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4108361260851250957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=4108361260851250957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4108361260851250957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4108361260851250957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/12/still-no-baby.html' title='Still no baby :('/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-3139433580292592672</id><published>2008-11-26T18:18:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T18:21:36.929-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed</title><content type='html'>Not much change at the doctors today. I am not a finger dilated. In one week I went from a fingertip to a finger. Not much change. I was really hoping that I would be more ready for the doctor to rupture my membranes but I guess this baby has other plans. The doc. said there are more options next week and that he thinks I'll be ready next week. I'm trying to not get hopeful. &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/1377028173383126995-3139433580292592672?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3139433580292592672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=3139433580292592672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3139433580292592672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3139433580292592672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/11/depressed.html' title='Depressed'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-3245213316828084376</id><published>2008-11-20T20:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:24:55.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A fingertip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yup, thats all I am dilated. A flippin fingertip. I was really hoping for more progress than that. Last night I had a dream I was 3 cm and 80 % effaced.  The doctors appointment went well overall. The first thing the doctor noticed when he came in was my feet. He said my feet look like pregnant lady feet. My blood pressure was good and I didn't gain any weight this week. That made me happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The doctor started to feel the position of the baby and asked me how big my last baby was. I told him my last baby 8 lbs 10 oz and the doctor said it looks like it'll be that way or even bigger this time. He said you want to have a 12 lb turkey and not a 12 lb baby. So next week if I am dilated more and my body is more "favorable" he'll strip my membranes and try to get things going. I am 36 weeks and 3 days today.  David still doesn't think Jayden is that big but I think otherwise. David's guess is Jayden will weigh 7 lbs 11 oz. My guess is about 9 lbs 4 oz if I go full term. My mom doesn't come in till the 10th of Dec. That is my main worry about when Jayden decides make his big debut. She comes in 5 days before my due date but I don't know if my doc. will want me to wait that long. The longer I wait the bigger baby gets and the bigger possibility of a c-section due to size. I don't know what'll happen. I am trying to put it in the back of my mind until next Wednesday. Thats when the doc. says we'll re-evaluate and just go from there. I'll update again when I know more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-3245213316828084376?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3245213316828084376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=3245213316828084376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3245213316828084376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3245213316828084376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/11/fingertip.html' title='A fingertip'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1678930925154719526</id><published>2008-11-14T09:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:40:08.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am sorry it has been a long time since I have updated our blog. Hopefully I am all caught up now. Things are moving along in the Lee household. We are all keeping busy and we are excited for the holidays just around the corner. I have been trying to get stuff done for Christmas now so I have less to worry about when the time is here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a doctors appointment yesterday and everything is going well. As of today I am 35 weeks 4 days. Some days seem to fly by and others seem to drag on and on. My placenta has moved now and is in the right position for a normal delivery. I am no longer measuring big but I am measuring right on target. I told the doctor yesterday I was concerned about having a large baby because Kameron was 8 lbs 10 oz. She told me she didn't think he would be a big baby and def. didn't think he'd be bigger than 9 lbs. I don't believe her necessarily because there is no way to tell right now. My doctor thought Kameron would only be 7 1/2 lbs and he was almost 9 lbs. I guess we'll just have to wait and see. Jayden is finally head down. I hope he stays that way. He has been really stubborn and finally flipped about 2 weeks ago. At my last appt. the doctor thought he was head down but wasn't positive. This week they said he is definitely head down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only a few more weeks left. Next week they start doing exams and check for dilation. &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;My mom fly's in on the 9th of December and I am so excited to see her. We are hoping to be able to do things around DC while she is here. With the last two babies I have healed pretty quickly after giving birth. I am hoping that will also be the case with this delivery. I am hoping for a great delivery and no c-section. David and I were talking the other day and I was telling him how I am just now realizing I have to deliver the baby. I have been thinking about when he gets here but now how he is going to get here. I am sure everything will be just fine ( I hope). McKaila's labor was long and the epidural didn't work at the end. Kamerons labor was almost half of what Kaila's was and the epidural was great and the delivery was almost painless. Who knows what will happen his time. David was surprised I was just now thinking of this. I am worried about what to do with the kids as well. Not knowing when you are going into labor makes it tough for planning sitters for the kids. I do have someone for the day but not the night yet. YIKES!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKaila and Kameron are getting so big I can't stand it. Kameron is saying so many more words now. He loves to put his dishes in the sink and loves throwing things away. McKaila is no longer taking naps :( It is something I hoped she wouldn't give up for a long time but I knew it would happen eventually. For the last few weeks she just sits up in bed and reads books. She'll keep quite for about a half hour and then she starts singing and talking loudly. Eventually it wakes Kameron up and he won't get as good of a nap. So I have started just keeping her downstairs now and we work on letters and whatever else she will sit and learn about. I could put her in her room for the half hour she's quiet but that requires a diaper and a change of clothes. She is so weird sometimes. She is completely potty trained except for at night. She usually doesn't even pee in her diaper but we have it on her because occasionally she does. Well for nap time she WILL NOT go to sleep if she doesn't have a diaper on and her pajamas on. Can we say OCD? I have tried explaining she doesn't need a diaper for naptime but she will whine and cry and complain until she gets that diaper on and she never pee's during naptime. She'll always tell me when she needs to go. I have a weird daughter I guess. I guess I should get up and clean now. Enjoy all the pictures.&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/1377028173383126995-1678930925154719526?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1678930925154719526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1678930925154719526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1678930925154719526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1678930925154719526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-i-know.html' title='I know, I know'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-7822650833385861808</id><published>2008-11-14T08:51:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:11:37.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a couple recent pictures of the kids. They are growing so fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kameron is such a goof ball. This picture shows off his personality so well. David had Tuesday off for the holiday so we drove out to Buena Vista (where David went to college). We left early in the morning and that is why Kameron is in his pajamas at a rest stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2GeRGfEbI/AAAAAAAAAxM/1Aup5-gqjHI/s1600-h/DSC_1245.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2GeRGfEbI/AAAAAAAAAxM/1Aup5-gqjHI/s400/DSC_1245.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268514993638150578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kameron wasn't too thrilled. He was having a really hard time pushing the fire truck through the leaves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2GChnGcUI/AAAAAAAAAxE/bKbBHXhvoow/s1600-h/DSC_1182.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2GChnGcUI/AAAAAAAAAxE/bKbBHXhvoow/s400/DSC_1182.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268514517033578818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;David and I really needed to rake the leaves outside and we thought it would be a great picture opportunity.  I love this picture because she looks like she is telling the leaves off. &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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2ESz_Fb0I/AAAAAAAAAw8/3oXIn2yJfB8/s1600-h/DSC_1164.jpg"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2ESz_Fb0I/AAAAAAAAAw8/3oXIn2yJfB8/s400/DSC_1164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268512597820665666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They had face painting at a fall festival here in our little town. McKaila really wanted a butterfly so we waited in line for almost an hour. This lady did a really good job. McKaila listened really well and even picked the colors for her butterfly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2DUboZeRI/AAAAAAAAAw0/V3oqJV4tOP4/s1600-h/DSC_0303.jpg"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2DUboZeRI/AAAAAAAAAw0/V3oqJV4tOP4/s400/DSC_0303.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268511526131169554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The finished product. My beautiful butterfly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2C3ZhAMoI/AAAAAAAAAws/-Hme3WdKVTI/s1600-h/DSC_0314.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2C3ZhAMoI/AAAAAAAAAws/-Hme3WdKVTI/s400/DSC_0314.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268511027347075714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-7822650833385861808?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7822650833385861808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=7822650833385861808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7822650833385861808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7822650833385861808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-are-couple-recent-pictures-of-kids.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2GeRGfEbI/AAAAAAAAAxM/1Aup5-gqjHI/s72-c/DSC_1245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-2422718989076821820</id><published>2008-11-13T17:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:03:07.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>National Forest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are just a few pictures before it started to turn cold. I know they are really late but better late than never right? This was on one of our many trips to the National Forest that is really close to our house. The kids had a blast just running around and looking for squirrels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a stud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyxA7hyeZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/O8N9Dy1PAO0/s1600-h/DSC_0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyxA7hyeZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/O8N9Dy1PAO0/s400/DSC_0123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268280293654165906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were on a walk at the National Forest. This was too cute to not take a picture of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRywuvRRwiI/AAAAAAAAAwc/M52FPd2y_gc/s1600-h/CSC_0154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRywuvRRwiI/AAAAAAAAAwc/M52FPd2y_gc/s400/CSC_0154.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268279981126042146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKaila running down a hill. This girl loves to run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRywONNlcKI/AAAAAAAAAwU/moRtHSBeirA/s1600-h/DSC_0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRywONNlcKI/AAAAAAAAAwU/moRtHSBeirA/s400/DSC_0129.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268279422227935394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is such a cute picture of McKaila and Kameron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRywEtc_rKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/SPdlEKhluyw/s1600-h/DSC_0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRywEtc_rKI/AAAAAAAAAwM/SPdlEKhluyw/s400/DSC_0155.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268279259083812002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-2422718989076821820?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/2422718989076821820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=2422718989076821820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/2422718989076821820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/2422718989076821820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-are-just-few-pictures-before-it.html' title='National Forest'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyxA7hyeZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/O8N9Dy1PAO0/s72-c/DSC_0123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-2185912940334491706</id><published>2008-11-13T17:23:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:46:48.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few pictures of the kids on Halloween this year. We went trick-or-treating to a few houses on our street and then headed to our church for the ward trunk-or-treat. McKaila was a monkey and Kameron was a chicken. They did really well with keeping the candy in there buckets. On occasion they just wanted to sit down and enjoy some of their hard work. I was surprised with how much candy they ended up with at the end of the night. When McKaila woke up the next morning the first thing she said was "I stayed in my bed, I get candy." Not a "good morning mom" or anything else.  A while ago we were having issues with nap time and she was told that if she stayed in bed and took a nap she could have a snack when she woke up. Now that snack has become candy according to Kaila. She learned quickly though it doesn't work that way. Enjoy the pictures. We had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When he would walk his little but would shake. It was adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyqUYowQVI/AAAAAAAAAwE/OAn8Hfh3o9Y/s1600-h/DSC_0589.jpg"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyqUYowQVI/AAAAAAAAAwE/OAn8Hfh3o9Y/s400/DSC_0589.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268272931304128850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKaila and Kameron sitting in the leaves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyp9sMJElI/AAAAAAAAAv8/XaHt9HNz7ho/s1600-h/DSC_0609.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyp9sMJElI/AAAAAAAAAv8/XaHt9HNz7ho/s400/DSC_0609.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268272541415838290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKaila was putting leaves inside her bucket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRypvdYvzmI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Dn9TPFEbpoM/s1600-h/DSC_0584.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRypvdYvzmI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Dn9TPFEbpoM/s400/DSC_0584.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268272296924008034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKaila enjoying some homemade rootbeer at the ward trunk or treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyo9YtVGUI/AAAAAAAAAvs/yKb6dT5d5zQ/s1600-h/DSC_0627.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyo9YtVGUI/AAAAAAAAAvs/yKb6dT5d5zQ/s400/DSC_0627.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268271436674701634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-2185912940334491706?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/2185912940334491706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=2185912940334491706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/2185912940334491706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/2185912940334491706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyqUYowQVI/AAAAAAAAAwE/OAn8Hfh3o9Y/s72-c/DSC_0589.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-4089809416996355684</id><published>2008-11-13T16:58:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:11:35.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cox Farms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know this is a little late but I am now finding the time to post things and hopefully catch up. David was off of work early one day so we decided to take the kids to Cox Farms. This is a giant pumpkin patch complete with hay rides, slides, apples and cider, and finally a pumpkin at the end. The kids had such a blast going down all of the slides. David and I even enjoyed ourselves. It was the best and biggest pumpkin patch we've ever been to. Enjoy the pictures.&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;They loved seeing the piggies. &lt;/div&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2i9cmQTCI/AAAAAAAAAxs/erwDqtC3-3I/s400/DSC_0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268546315625712674" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kameron milking a cow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2h1jLM-3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/sfP9GVCf1tA/s1600-h/DSC_0024.jpg"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2h1jLM-3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/sfP9GVCf1tA/s400/DSC_0024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268545080440716146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can't see it too well but they are petting a calf. I thought this was too cute not to post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2hjZJKf6I/AAAAAAAAAxc/NALYeNXla5g/s1600-h/DSC_0028.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2hjZJKf6I/AAAAAAAAAxc/NALYeNXla5g/s400/DSC_0028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268544768510164898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kameron had so much fun climbing the haystacks. They had this huge fenced area of hay stacked up. Don't worry it was all tied down so it wouldn't fall over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2hL4XKmoI/AAAAAAAAAxU/E18C7TOLiKg/s1600-h/DSC_0172.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2hL4XKmoI/AAAAAAAAAxU/E18C7TOLiKg/s400/DSC_0172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268544364573530754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture reminds me so much of my dad. He always puts his tongue out like this when concentrating. Kameron seems to do it all the time now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyoO3-Z1zI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Jlx2eBlBVQc/s1600-h/DSC_0155+2.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyoO3-Z1zI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Jlx2eBlBVQc/s400/DSC_0155+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268270637613963058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKaila trying a cider apple. She didn't like it very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyn8OtZN4I/AAAAAAAAAvc/mXIYsubQ2Qc/s1600-h/DSC_0116.jpg"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRyn8OtZN4I/AAAAAAAAAvc/mXIYsubQ2Qc/s400/DSC_0116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268270317299120002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kameron and daddy on the hay ride. Kameron did have a fun time despite the look on his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRym671JMCI/AAAAAAAAAvU/R66apC0POxQ/s1600-h/DSC_0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRym671JMCI/AAAAAAAAAvU/R66apC0POxQ/s400/DSC_0058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268269195539853346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kameron enjoying the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRymuCM-UCI/AAAAAAAAAvM/qkKaSifqHBA/s1600-h/DSC_0085.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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRymuCM-UCI/AAAAAAAAAvM/qkKaSifqHBA/s400/DSC_0085.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268268973912117282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKaila loves this slide. She probably went down it about 6 times before we made her move on to other slides.&lt;/div&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRymjySmsgI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ZbH56qA-7jk/s1600-h/DSC_0099.jpg"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRymjySmsgI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ZbH56qA-7jk/s400/DSC_0099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268268797842076162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looks like McKaila wasn't the only one who enjoyed the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRymVGOzKpI/AAAAAAAAAu8/SxWl8mYaeRA/s1600-h/DSC_0140.jpg"&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRymVGOzKpI/AAAAAAAAAu8/SxWl8mYaeRA/s400/DSC_0140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268268545496787602" /&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;She was trying to hard to get up on the tractor by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SRylGamcaLI/AAAAAAAAAu0/ebzUY5bh3Jg/s400/DSC_0122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268267193755003058" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-4089809416996355684?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4089809416996355684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=4089809416996355684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4089809416996355684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4089809416996355684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/11/cox-farms.html' title='Cox Farms'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SR2i9cmQTCI/AAAAAAAAAxs/erwDqtC3-3I/s72-c/DSC_0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-963688642438325565</id><published>2008-10-19T21:26:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:56:40.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Maternity Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all decided to head out to the national forest near our house for a maternity photo shoot. I think David did a great job. The kids had a blast. We parked the van and continued our walk down this large path and then took a smaller path through the trees. McKaila and Kameron did amazing. They walked the whole time. They loved finding branches and nuts for our friend Chippy. Chippy is the squirrel we always see in our front yard. McKaila thinks he's the coolest thing and when we get home from somewhere she says "Chippy, we're home." She loves Chippy and she was trying to find him some friends in the forest today. Along her walk she found some nuts and told us that she found food for Chippy. I hope we can go to the forest a lot more before winter hits. It is definitely getting chilly around here. It is probably time to pack up shorts and sandels for everyone. Enjoy the pictures. &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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvj7UZA8wI/AAAAAAAAAuM/qTvcU59vimE/s1600-h/DSC_0245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvj7UZA8wI/AAAAAAAAAuM/qTvcU59vimE/s400/DSC_0245.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259047598110601986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvjbjxiaKI/AAAAAAAAAuE/EWfLxHvKFm0/s1600-h/DSC_0246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvjbjxiaKI/AAAAAAAAAuE/EWfLxHvKFm0/s400/DSC_0246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259047052484176034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvjWkVZbdI/AAAAAAAAAt8/6c7uFXg66Ec/s1600-h/DSC_0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvjWkVZbdI/AAAAAAAAAt8/6c7uFXg66Ec/s400/DSC_0250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259046966735236562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvi49E1b4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/CtXjjs0QobQ/s1600-h/DSC_0313_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvi49E1b4I/AAAAAAAAAt0/CtXjjs0QobQ/s400/DSC_0313_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259046457980579714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvhZYtVgZI/AAAAAAAAAts/GbUxC1dj21I/s1600-h/DSC_0230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvhZYtVgZI/AAAAAAAAAts/GbUxC1dj21I/s400/DSC_0230.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259044816130769298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvhUqHCw6I/AAAAAAAAAtk/8G3cbvgZOBw/s1600-h/DSC_0293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvhUqHCw6I/AAAAAAAAAtk/8G3cbvgZOBw/s400/DSC_0293.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259044734902649762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvgGUGm8uI/AAAAAAAAAtc/j0eaAg2DirU/s1600-h/DSC_0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvgGUGm8uI/AAAAAAAAAtc/j0eaAg2DirU/s400/DSC_0379.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259043388965450466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvgA7fZ0tI/AAAAAAAAAtU/neYOqO1wPSI/s1600-h/DSC_0353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvgA7fZ0tI/AAAAAAAAAtU/neYOqO1wPSI/s400/DSC_0353.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259043296459215570" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1377028173383126995-963688642438325565?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/963688642438325565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=963688642438325565' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/963688642438325565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/963688642438325565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/10/maternity-photos.html' title='Maternity Photos'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPvj7UZA8wI/AAAAAAAAAuM/qTvcU59vimE/s72-c/DSC_0245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-4436317052346922589</id><published>2008-10-16T19:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:06:14.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jayden update</title><content type='html'>I went to the doctor today for an ultrasound to check on my placenta. It was low lying at my 20 week appointment so they were checking today to see if it has moved farther away from the cervix so I can avoid a c-section. I will get the measurements of that at my next doctors appointment on the 30th of October. The reason it'll take so long is my OB wasn't the one that did the ultrasound. My OB office only has a tech to do ultrasounds on Monday and Tuesdays and can't take any appointments later than 2. That really isn't an option for me because of Davids work and he has a long commute. They really wanted to check the placenta so they sent me to an x-ray lab because they could accommodate my schedule. The x-ray tech has to have the radiologist look over the measurements she took to make sure he agrees and then they send it to my doctor. I was really hoping to find out today about the placenta and how big he is right now.&lt;div&gt;The x-ray tech was so awesome. She showed me lots of things on my little boy. She did 3D/4D pictures as well. At the end she apologized for getting so carried away in the 3D. I didn't complain :) From the looks of the ultrasound, Jayden has some chubby cheeks like Kameron did. He has the Kirkendall forehead for sure. The x-ray tech said she even saw hair. She showed me what it looks like and then showed me the back of his head (where they tend to have more hair). She laughed because it is pretty long. She says I can't guarantee how thick or thin it is but this boy has hair. I am 31 weeks 3 days and he is measuring about 33 weeks 1 day or so. Everything looked good on my little boy. Seeing his face in 3D really makes me anxious for him to be here. I already want to squeeze his chubby cheeks. He still isn't head down. He is being stubborn for sure. The radiologist said he couldn't make up his mind which way he wanted to lay. He kept flipping around during he ultrasound. He also couldn't keep his hand out of his face. It was hard to get good 3D pictures because his hand was up there and moving around. Hopefully he will decide to cause me less stress and he'll be head down soon. I really don't want a c-section. I'll update when I know his measurements. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-4436317052346922589?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4436317052346922589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=4436317052346922589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4436317052346922589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4436317052346922589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/10/jayden-update.html' title='Jayden update'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-6876691852827788243</id><published>2008-10-10T21:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:04:53.941-04:00</updated><title type='text'>McKaila's ballet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKaila loves to do "ballet". We have taken her to a class before but it wasn't well organized for her age group I think. Anyways, McKaila often runs around the house saying that she needs to do her ballet. She is very energetic as you can see. Excuse the tv on a box. This was before we hung it on the wall. When she comes to the camera and starts talking, I hav eno idea what she is saying except at the end she says "Krispies" which is short for Rice Krispies. I love the concentration on her face though. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-10932811695bb3e1" 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://v24.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D10932811695bb3e1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72AED8A24A4A7E23C28AD1344B61B98B1837A0EA.3D29CB0FE9EDF0AEB67A902435F626200941C6A2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D10932811695bb3e1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbGIHYhLERhuNNjm98yTydMBb0_w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=10932811695bb3e1&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6876691852827788243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=6876691852827788243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6876691852827788243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6876691852827788243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/10/mckailas-ballet.html' title='McKaila&apos;s ballet'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1287702012232247507</id><published>2008-10-10T21:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:55:50.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More ballet</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3e28fd492b246cc0" 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" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-788844139973613422</id><published>2008-10-10T21:28:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:43:00.624-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some recent photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this picture. McKaila helped Kameron put on the bakers hat and the oven mit. Nice mess kids. Once again McKaila is in pj's. She has to take a nap in pj's or she won't take one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPADsMa_RJI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Txg9JCZw9ec/s1600-h/CIMG6109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255704822924919954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPADsMa_RJI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Txg9JCZw9ec/s400/CIMG6109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't he adorable? I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPADeH5Y19I/AAAAAAAAAs8/AB58Vg8hC2U/s1600-h/CIMG6114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255704581192079314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPADeH5Y19I/AAAAAAAAAs8/AB58Vg8hC2U/s400/CIMG6114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKaila's smile on demand. It was morning and thats why she has crazy hair and pj's on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPADJkiUcBI/AAAAAAAAAs0/RvyhGP3h4Hs/s1600-h/CIMG6129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255704228102696978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPADJkiUcBI/AAAAAAAAAs0/RvyhGP3h4Hs/s400/CIMG6129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi bubba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPAC90X0YEI/AAAAAAAAAss/UUIZtV_C_qU/s1600-h/CIMG6122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255704026195189826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPAC90X0YEI/AAAAAAAAAss/UUIZtV_C_qU/s400/CIMG6122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKaila giving me a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255703656284035170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPACoSWIGGI/AAAAAAAAAsk/zIxL04n6pP0/s400/CIMG6136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My big boy at the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPACK6mgSZI/AAAAAAAAAsU/CpYqiREESng/s1600-h/CIMG6138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255703151694072210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPACK6mgSZI/AAAAAAAAAsU/CpYqiREESng/s400/CIMG6138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kameron giving me a smile. He only likes the swings occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPAByXh96xI/AAAAAAAAAsM/aeDxQlP5pQ0/s1600-h/CIMG6146.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255702729962941202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPAByXh96xI/AAAAAAAAAsM/aeDxQlP5pQ0/s400/CIMG6146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKaila swinging on the big girl swing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPABiNKKXxI/AAAAAAAAAsE/JWkvYk9Ylq0/s1600-h/CIMG6149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255702452300832530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SPABiNKKXxI/AAAAAAAAAsE/JWkvYk9Ylq0/s400/CIMG6149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-6738877655336162374</id><published>2008-10-10T20:44:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:09:07.045-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for having to go private with the blog. Believe me, I didn't want to because it was a pain to copy and paste tons of email addresses to add. Oh well. Hopefully this will help things. Anyways I'll give you a little update on everyone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where do I even begin with Miss McKaila? Her newest thing to ask is "what kind is this" about everything. A few examples.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKaila ~ "Mom, what kind of corn is this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me ~ "Corn on the cob."&lt;br /&gt;McKaila ~ "What kind of corn on the cob?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKaila ~ "Mom, what kind of fruit punch is this?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me ~ "Its red fruit punch McKaila."&lt;br /&gt;McKaila ~ "What kind of red fruit punch?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You get the point but this goes on and on. She'll keep asking what it is but adds onto whatever I just told her it is. Honestly I am quite annoyed with it and hope she stops this phase soon. For a few days McKaila was refusing naps. It took me 3 hours to finally get her to go to sleep but by the time she'd finally go down, Kameron would wake up from her crying. It was hopeless for a few days. We thought maybe she was just phasing them out but the hard thing is she NEEDS a nap. If she doesn't get her nap, by dinner time she is an emotional drama queen. She continues to make us laugh daily with the things she comes up with. She wants to be Hanntana (what McKaila calls Hannah Montana) for Halloween. The problem is all the outfits are too big for her. Not sure what she'll be yet. This afternoon as we were driving home she was singing so many songs all mashed together with her own words. It was quite hilarious to listen to. She is so sweet to her brother (most of the time). We were out to eat tonight and as she was playing in the playground she kept calling for Kameron and she even bent down to this other little girl, hands on her knees and asked "have you seen my brother". It was so cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kameron is my little ham. He weighs as much as McKaila does. He is such a mommas boy and I think he's going to have a hard time when Jayden is born. He doesn't like to go see daddy when he is hurt or tired. He wants his momma. He does love snuggling with his blankie and his daddie though. I will often find him lying on Davids chest watching tv before bedtime. He doesn't understand a baby is in my tummy quite yet. He see's my belly and he'll walk up to it and try to blow raspberries on it but thats about it. He is in for a shock in a few months. He loves the movie CARS, and he loves Spongebob Squarepants. He is finally in nursery and he loves it. David and I finally get a few months by ourselves in our classes. YEAH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;David is enjoying his job. I am enjoying it to since he is home everynight and usually home by mid afternoon at the latest. Not to much to update on him I guess :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am surviving. I know I have 10 weeks or less left but I wish it was time already. My body is in pain pretty much all day long. I don't know what it is about this pregnancy but my body isn't adjusting to well. When I was pregnant with McKaila I remember feeling great the whole 9 months and I wondered why women complained during pregnancy. When I was pregnant with Kameron the pains got a little worse throughout the pregnancy but nothing compared to this. It&lt;br /&gt;hurts to sit or stand. I can't sleep at night and when I finally all asleep I am interupted and have to go to the bathroom. I guess I shouldn't complain. People have it a lot worse I'm sure. In the end I am going to have a beautiful baby boy. Thats what I need to focus on. David and I have a tour of the hospital next Wednesday. If I were to go into labor now, we wouldn't know where to go. I haven't set foot in this hospital yet.&lt;br /&gt;Overall things are going good here in the Lee household. We are almost all the way unpacked. Hopefully this weekend we can get more things organized so I can post some pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-6738877655336162374?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6738877655336162374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=6738877655336162374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6738877655336162374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6738877655336162374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures-pictures-and-more-pictures.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-9200434794872553512</id><published>2008-10-06T10:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:16:36.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog changes</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. Just wanted to tell you all that my blog is going private in the next few days. If you want to be invited to read it send me an email. Hopefully later it can go back to being public but for reasons I'm not going into the blog is going private for a while. Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-9200434794872553512?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/9200434794872553512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=9200434794872553512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/9200434794872553512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/9200434794872553512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-changes.html' title='Blog changes'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-383838466604972000</id><published>2008-09-13T20:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:51:56.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Jayden Raspberries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;McKaila and Kameron love to give their baby brother raspberries. If you listen carefully you can hear Kameron trying to blow raspberries. They thought it was the funniest thing. I thought it was pretty cute myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-616321a761b2d26d" 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://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D616321a761b2d26d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6662C5504986F372861A2B85EAB24C43EF1244AB.2241DD8DADE2543C27EAD8963968D691C183EE04%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D616321a761b2d26d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZKfPlC_lDIuQtYfixGVW0AgbW74&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://v2.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D616321a761b2d26d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6662C5504986F372861A2B85EAB24C43EF1244AB.2241DD8DADE2543C27EAD8963968D691C183EE04%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D616321a761b2d26d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZKfPlC_lDIuQtYfixGVW0AgbW74&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-383838466604972000?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=616321a761b2d26d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/383838466604972000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=383838466604972000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/383838466604972000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/383838466604972000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/09/giving-jayden-raspberries.html' title='Giving Jayden Raspberries'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5509445359177558127</id><published>2008-09-12T14:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:45:03.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jo Jo's</title><content type='html'>Jo Jo's is this little ice cream "shack" that is very popular around here.  The owner has this shop open from May- November I believe.  This guy makes bank. He is always busy and there is always a line waiting for ice cream/shakes/snowcones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kameron loves ice cream. McKaila and Kameron each got their own baby ice cream cone. McKaila did really well with hers and asked us once to help her lick it because it was melting. What a good girl. Kameron on the other hand just dug right in. He was carrying around his cone with both his hands. He would run with his cone up to the stand and watch everyone and then run back to us laughing. One time he got a little excited and started running and then fell down. I think he was more upset that his ice cream cone fell and he couldn't eat it anymore. The second I gave him a bit of mine he was fine. Enjoy the pictures.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SMxZ2pPayyI/AAAAAAAAAfU/PHEb_nu9TXg/s1600-h/CIMG6055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SMxZ2pPayyI/AAAAAAAAAfU/PHEb_nu9TXg/s400/CIMG6055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245666461298117410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SMxeZKOsYrI/AAAAAAAAAfk/lYYgiQ7QW4g/s1600-h/CIMG6057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SMxeZKOsYrI/AAAAAAAAAfk/lYYgiQ7QW4g/s400/CIMG6057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245671452315509426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SMxeH99qrUI/AAAAAAAAAfc/-GiBRSr5KbY/s1600-h/CIMG6058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SMxeH99qrUI/AAAAAAAAAfc/-GiBRSr5KbY/s400/CIMG6058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245671156965092674" border="0" /&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/1377028173383126995-5509445359177558127?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5509445359177558127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5509445359177558127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5509445359177558127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5509445359177558127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/09/jo-jos.html' title='Jo Jo&apos;s'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SMxZ2pPayyI/AAAAAAAAAfU/PHEb_nu9TXg/s72-c/CIMG6055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-3563918064518218927</id><published>2008-09-11T15:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T15:42:09.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know I need to post some more pictures but I thought this one deserved its own post. While David was visiting us in Idaho we had the opportunity to go out on my dads boat with David. Things didn't go as well as planned once we got up there. It did make a nice photo opportunity while we waited on the dock though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SMlyMEy_YSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/MFve1a0xA9c/s400/DSC_0008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244848792821260578" /&gt;McKaila already loves her baby brother, Jayden. She loves to try and tickle him ( by tickling my tummy) and she is always giving him hugs and kisses. When she see's a newborn baby at a store she tells me she wants one. I have to remind her she has one coming she just has to wait a few more months for him. We'll see if she is still excited when he gets here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I have my first doctors appointment with a new doc. here in Virginia on Saturday. They normally don't have appointments on Saturday they just like to give their patients a few opportunities to have Saturday appointments. Pretty nice if you ask me. Now I just have to work on getting my records from Bangkok. Otherwise I'll be paying for bloodwork out of my own pocket I think. I don't know how insurance will feel about paying for bloodwork they've already paid for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;David's mom flew back to Virginia with me and the kids. It was so nice having her help on the plane. We were truly blessed and we each got our own rows in economy plus on the way home. She had a row for her and McKaila and I had a row for Kameron and I. Once the kids fell asleep they had room to sleep on the chairs on not on our laps. They did really well during the flights. David's mom (Kathi) also helped paint the house while she was here. She helped out so much and painted the kitchen, closets, bathroom, trimming and even wallpapered a bathroom. I miss her already. Thanks Kathi. We look forward to her coming out and visiting often with her flight passes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Our van should arrive next week hopefully and all of our household stuff should be here in about another month or so. I can't believe it is taking so long. It is so frustrating not having your own things. Especially for cooking. Meals aren't too great because I have no recipes and none of my cooking utensils or measuring cups. I am just rambling now. We went to a little ice cream shop the other day. That'll be the next post I think. Until next time...&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/1377028173383126995-3563918064518218927?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3563918064518218927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=3563918064518218927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3563918064518218927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3563918064518218927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/09/cute-picture.html' title='Cute picture'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SMlyMEy_YSI/AAAAAAAAAfM/MFve1a0xA9c/s72-c/DSC_0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5321163092625050596</id><published>2008-09-05T21:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:06:43.282-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Home!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Finally the kids and I have returned home to be with David back in Virginia. The flight from Idaho to Virginia went pretty well. Kameron slept most of the time and McKaila had a lot of energy but my mother-in-law was there to help.&lt;br /&gt;We finally signed on the house and it is finally ours. Yeah!!! David has been busy painting all the rooms and trying to get stuff done. He did really well although Kathi (my mother-in-law) and I have had to do some touch-ups and paint the baseboards. McKaila's room is a bright pink and she loves it. I will post some pictures as soon as we get things finished. The house is pretty bare considering we don't have all of our stuff yet but we're getting there. I just wanted to let everyone know we are alive and back home with Daddy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-5321163092625050596?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5321163092625050596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5321163092625050596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5321163092625050596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5321163092625050596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/09/were-home.html' title='We&apos;re Home!!!'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-3544799709063798107</id><published>2008-08-21T22:49:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T23:09:18.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yesterday we decided we needed to get out of the house for some fun. We were all tired of being inside but it was a little too late in the day to take the boat out. We called up my sister and met her and her 3 boys out at the park with my mom and dad. We enjoyed Little Ceaser's for dinner and had fun playing at the water area of the park. McKaila wasn't too pleased with it so she stayed at the playground area with my mom. That is why I have all pictures of Kameron. I stayed in the water area with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is Kameron dancing :)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4rluR3J9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/77ltVP-_TB4/s1600-h/CIMG5976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237171343756568530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4rluR3J9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/77ltVP-_TB4/s400/CIMG5976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The only picture I got of McKaila. She enjoyed her pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4rKeYpBGI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Ic1hh4Hh69M/s1600-h/CIMG5984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237170875633566818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4rKeYpBGI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Ic1hh4Hh69M/s400/CIMG5984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kameron really started enjoying the water when he stepped into this little ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4qYwmzErI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4EOfUFEbBYI/s1600-h/CIMG5986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237170021531325106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4qYwmzErI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4EOfUFEbBYI/s400/CIMG5986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the continuation of the picture above. He would try to block the water from coming out from two spots but the spout in the middle would shoot him in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4qGXjWCtI/AAAAAAAAAes/Uuwv4kLaYgI/s1600-h/CIMG5993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237169705568307922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4qGXjWCtI/AAAAAAAAAes/Uuwv4kLaYgI/s400/CIMG5993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was trying to bite the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4paubbo1I/AAAAAAAAAek/7CkD8YSOPfw/s1600-h/CIMG5988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237168955794891602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4paubbo1I/AAAAAAAAAek/7CkD8YSOPfw/s400/CIMG5988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1377028173383126995-3544799709063798107?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3544799709063798107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=3544799709063798107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3544799709063798107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3544799709063798107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-at-park.html' title='Fun at the park'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4rluR3J9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/77ltVP-_TB4/s72-c/CIMG5976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-729167192834234535</id><published>2008-08-21T22:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:48:46.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My bald boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;So I had some issues today. I really needed to trim Kamerons hair because it was getting long and his ears had those wings around it. You all know what I'm talking about right? So I got the scissors and started trimming. Well the scissors weren't that sharp and he kept wanting to play. So I finally asked my mom for her buzzer. I look through the blade sizes and find one that I think looks right. I read the number 1/4 " on it. For some reason I was thinking more like 1 inch. I don't know. Anyways I started at the middle of his head. After I started that one line I realized it was too late. My poor baby was going to be bald. I felt so bad. He does look cute but I buzzed off all of his hair :( Here is a picture of him afterwards. He doesn't seem to mind the breeze on his scalp. Look through the other pictures to see how much I really cut off. It was a lot. Poor guy. I don' t know what was going through my head. Probably all the stress from today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4mFZ58bGI/AAAAAAAAAeU/PSuWwZlH6Kk/s1600-h/CIMG6020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237165290973588578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4mFZ58bGI/AAAAAAAAAeU/PSuWwZlH6Kk/s400/CIMG6020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237167174756317778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4nzDivulI/AAAAAAAAAec/buD-gIDx2OI/s400/CIMG6021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1377028173383126995-729167192834234535?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/729167192834234535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=729167192834234535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/729167192834234535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/729167192834234535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-bald-boy.html' title='My bald boy'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SK4mFZ58bGI/AAAAAAAAAeU/PSuWwZlH6Kk/s72-c/CIMG6020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1234754856053705854</id><published>2008-08-07T16:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T16:31:14.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Challenges</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life has been very tough the last few days. We had some unexpected things happen that have made me too stressed to enjoy life. We are buying a home in Dumfries, VA and we close next friday (my birthday). We were supposed to be getting some down payment assistance for first time home buyers but that fell through (long story). So besides having to come up with a large downpayment now we have also found out that all of our household items being shipped from Bangkok won't arrive until Oct 10 at the earliest. Yup, that means no beds, no cooking utensils, nothing until October. I am thinking that this is way too much for me to handle right now. I know the Lord doesn't give us more than we can handle but this is all taking a toll on me. Besides all of this my little sister is getting married Saturday so I have been extremely busy trying to help my mom with everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids seem to know I am stressed. Kameron only wants me to hold him all day long. McKaila is refusing to take naps now which means no naps for me. I haven't really been making her take naps which is probably my problem now. Kameron and McKaila are currently sharing a room at my moms house and Kameron will sleep longer if Mckaila isn't in the room. So I keep her up so he can sleep longer because he is extra cranky these days. I need to be strict and make her take naps but with our schedule lately its been hard and honestly I don't have the energy to keep putting her back in bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is just seeming too difficult these days. I just want to stay in my room and cry all day long. I don't get the pleasure of doing that. I get to take care of my two little smiling faces all day long. Don't get me wrong, I love my children but being a mother is difficult sometimes (I'm sure all mothers will agree). Well if I don't post in the next little bit its because too much is going on and I don't have the time or patience to write. Until next time....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-1234754856053705854?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1234754856053705854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1234754856053705854' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1234754856053705854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1234754856053705854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/08/lifes-challenges.html' title='Life&apos;s Challenges'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1383363876659023562</id><published>2008-08-01T23:04:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:59:28.248-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We had such a great day today. This afternoon we decided to go out on my dads boat. McKaila has been asking to since before we arrived in Idaho. (I forgot to mention- the kids and I flew to Idaho the other day for my sisters wedding. We'll be here a month or so) My older sister, Gina, and her three kids (Isaiah, Kadren and Tyler) decided to join us for a ride. McKaila wanted to stay by her PaPa the whole time. My dad even let her help drive the boat. Kameron had mixed emotions about our adventure. He was sad and crying because he hated having the life jacket on but then he would be fine and screaming with joy when the wind was blowing in his hair. Both McKaila and Kameron had very short naps today. I'm talking ten minutes max when we were driving in the van. They wouldn't go down when I got them up. That added more drama to Kamerons cry. Enjoy the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Here is Kameron sitting in the boat waiting to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPS5-xOy2I/AAAAAAAAAeE/QWG8xFV1ZuQ/s1600-h/CIMG5837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229755485851143010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPS5-xOy2I/AAAAAAAAAeE/QWG8xFV1ZuQ/s400/CIMG5837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; McKaila was brave and even jumped on the tube for a ride with her cousins. Left side is Kadren and then Isaiah is holding McKaila and Tyler is on the right side. My dad went really really slow with her on it. She lasted maybe 30 sec. and then she decided she wanted off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPSrX0TrxI/AAAAAAAAAd8/EALpgEbAzwg/s1600-h/CIMG5846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229755234876894994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPSrX0TrxI/AAAAAAAAAd8/EALpgEbAzwg/s400/CIMG5846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kameron and I. He was not so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229754272930802338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPRzYSfKqI/AAAAAAAAAd0/mgYFTTi5MKs/s400/CIMG5851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A few minutes later he decided it wasn't so bad. Although he doesn't look too happy in this one he really was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPRfxaC8dI/AAAAAAAAAds/vgwgdugGtEU/s1600-h/CIMG5854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229753936076009938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPRfxaC8dI/AAAAAAAAAds/vgwgdugGtEU/s400/CIMG5854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Isaiah was being very brave and he would stand up on the tube. He looks like he is surfing. He did really well and didn't fall off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPRF7IjD8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/w_E9fljDGqM/s1600-h/CIMG5859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229753492010373058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPRF7IjD8I/AAAAAAAAAdk/w_E9fljDGqM/s400/CIMG5859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;McKaila decided she was getting pretty tired. She didn't fall asleep like this but she was close to it. She loved snuggling up with Papa. If you look closely you can see her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPQysqy_AI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6CFkcdnHw6w/s1600-h/CIMG5861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229753161709976578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPQysqy_AI/AAAAAAAAAdc/6CFkcdnHw6w/s400/CIMG5861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before we headed in Isaiah asked if he could jump into the lake. McKaila didn't like the tube so she didn't really have any experience with the water. I asked her if she wanted to get in and she said no at first but then she saw how much fun everyone was having. Isaiah was being such a good helper and making sure she was safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPQReFpNjI/AAAAAAAAAdU/T1FKOWiJYJI/s1600-h/CIMG5872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229752590860367410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPQReFpNjI/AAAAAAAAAdU/T1FKOWiJYJI/s400/CIMG5872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;About two minutes after we got into the truck this is what I found. He was exhausted. The lack of sleep finally caught up with him. Look at that double chin:) His new nickname is Bruiser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPPDC48_BI/AAAAAAAAAdM/TW5gUNNUSTI/s1600-h/CIMG5873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229751243529583634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPPDC48_BI/AAAAAAAAAdM/TW5gUNNUSTI/s400/CIMG5873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;We had such a good time out today with my family. While my sister and my dad were getting the boat cleaned up and hooked onto the truck I decided to take the kids over to the swimming area. McKaila loves the water and was out in the deeper end with her cousins. I finally took off Kameron's life jacket since I was holding him in the water and he was so happy. He was splashing and laughing and loving the water. Thanks dad for taking us out today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-1383363876659023562?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1383363876659023562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1383363876659023562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1383363876659023562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1383363876659023562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/08/lake.html' title='The Lake'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SJPS5-xOy2I/AAAAAAAAAeE/QWG8xFV1ZuQ/s72-c/CIMG5837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5189756885183099559</id><published>2008-07-19T04:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:59:27.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We made it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;After a long and exhausting 19 hours of flying we have arrived back in America. David and I got about 3 hours of sleep before our flight because we were busy packing and cleaning the house. When the alarm went off it was very hard to get up. We arrived at the airport trying not to leave too much time just sitting there because the lounges aren't open at 5 am. We couldn't have timed it better. By the time we got all checked in and went through security it was time to board the plane. We didn't even sit down before boarding. The flight to Narita, Japan was a little rough with the kids. We had called United to make sure we had kids meals requested for them and when we checked in they said they had. When meal time came around there were no meals for either of my children. Great. Luckily Kameron will eat anything so he wasn't gea big concern but McKaila is picky. We did manage to get her to eat some eggs though.&lt;br /&gt;Between landing in Narita and boarding the next plane to Dulles we had a one hour layover. We knew it was going to be somewhat tight but I didn't expect to run to our next gate. Our flight into Narita was a little late and by the time we had landed we had 25 minutes to get off the airplane and go through security and get to our next flight before it took off. Of course we were last off the airplane because we have two carseats and bags and David can't carry it all up at once so rather than him trying to push through people to get back to us we just waited till we were able to move around. Then they told us to wait for our stroller at the jetway. So we are waiting for about 5 minutes and another lady said oh we sent your stroller to your next plane because you don't have much time. You are telling me. Thanks for not telling us sooner. So then the next few minutes consisted of "McKaila run, run, run. We have to run or we'll miss our flight". Then she would reply "I want to walk". We get to security finally and I about died. There were massive lines. We went through the business line and just cut in front of everyone and tried to explain we had less than ten min. before our flight left and we aren't on it. Needless to say, we made it. It was crazy though. I had on a backpack, a shoulder bag, was carrying Kameron and trying to pull McKaila along and keep her running. It was quite the scene. David was behind us with another backpack and our two carseats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When we were about to take off the captain told us we'd be arriving like 20 min. earlier than expected. That was music to my ears. The kids were doing fine for so long and then they started getting a little crabby. Kameron pooped EVERYWHERE!!!! Oh my goodness did he make a mess. David said he needed a diaper change so I offered to do it since I was closest to the bathroom and David would have to climb over someone else to get out. As soon as I picked him up all I hear from David is uh-oh. He had leaked out the sides. I think he had too much apple juice because it was horrible. It was all over his pants, shirt, blanket, carseat, and me. I think it took me a good 30 wipes and 30 minutes to clean him up. I would have just put him in the tub if we were home but even the sink in the bathroom was way to small for him. Ewww it was nasty. Thanks Kameron. When we were in Bangkok we got some medicine from a pharmacy to help kids sleep on airplanes. We had tried it out before hand but it didn't really seem to do anything for McKaila. We decided to try it again anyways on the airplane and sure enough it worked (along with the lack of sleep). I think out of the 12 hours of that flight the kids slept about 7 hours. Not too bad. They would wake up and cry for about ten seconds and then you'd cuddle them and they'd fall back asleep on you. This happened several times with both of them. Overall it wasn't too shabby of a day. Oh I almost forgot. So on the flight to Dulles they only had one child meal for our two children. It was around lunch time and they brought us a tray. We where so excited. It was chicken nuggets, french fries, applesauce... you know kid friendly foods. We give that to Kameron first because he was more hungry than Kaila was. We told McKaila that hers would be here in a few min. When a few min. had passed we asked where her meal was and they said they only had one child meal requested for us. We were so upset. Mainly because when we checked in they told us we had all meals requested. Then when we were on our first flight they didn't have any and they said they'd call the ground crew to let them know to have it for your next flight. A flight attendant took my name and my two kids names and I saw him write 2 kid meals. Even the captain called the ground crew. Then our next flight they only have 1 meal. This is so frustrating to me. When we were flying to Bangkok from Idaho 8 months ago we didn't get any meals for the kids. They had forgot them also. Geez United come on. Make our life a little easier by giving us kid meals like we requested. The pursor was really nice and gave us a card with a number on it. We are to go onto United.com and complain. Last time we did this we got bonus miles. She apologized over and over and even brought McKaila some ice cream. At meal times she would ask what of the items we were having she could bring extra of (bread) that Kaila would eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We finally arrived in Dulles and once again we waited till the plane was empty before we got off. They had told us customs was backed up and it would be a while. I didnt' think it could be that bad but I was wrong. The line came all the way into our jetway. I think we got about 10 ft off the airplane and had to stop because of the lines. It was going to take us forever to get to our hotel. Luckily a lady came back asking who was staying in Dulles and since we were we got to pass everyone. Apparently everyone else was waiting for plane transfers. I hope they made them. Finally after 26 hours of travel time we made it to our hotel. We walked over to a Target to get a few groceries and the kids crashed on the way and way back. They woke up about 2 this morning and I went in gave them snuggles and they went back to sleep. Its 5 am and I'm wide awake typing this. Sorry that this is going on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Oh I forgot to mention. My feet got really swollen on our last flight. I have to say my feet have never been fatter. Honestly it was that bad. You'll see in the pictures. It wasn't just my ankles either. It was all the way up to my knees. My legs were rock hard. They were that swollen. I had no ankles. I could barely move what would be my ankles because they were so swollen they didn't have a lot of room to bend. Even when I was 9 months pregnant I never had this big of feet. The swelling has finally gone down and my feet can move freely. I have ankles again. YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;( I tried to download the picture but it isn't working so it'll have to wait)&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/1377028173383126995-5189756885183099559?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5189756885183099559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5189756885183099559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5189756885183099559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5189756885183099559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/07/we-made-it.html' title='We made it'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1190788550382359546</id><published>2008-07-12T04:50:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T09:17:31.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Juice please</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kameron can really throw a tantrum. Here is the proof. He was upset because he asked for juice and I mistakenly gave him chocolate milk since that is what his sister was having. He didn't even try it. He saw that it wasn't juice and he ran away to his playroom to throw a fit. He started throwing things and getting upset so we put him in time-out. He does really well and stays in there by himself till he can calm down. What a smart kid. This fit went on for about 5 minutes (not joking) after I shut off the camera. Then he willingly took his chocolate milk. The thing that makes us laugh is he puts his head against the wall when he gets really upset. He doesn't smack his head against it he just nicely rests his forehead on the wall or the bookshelf. (the reason the bookshelf is empty on the bottom is because the kids keep pulling movies off of there). Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fcb620062dac47c" 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://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0fcb620062dac47c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D271EE83CACD68F384DF364720DA97BF4BA9839.3801B8F4A9967AD101E7D11724289C3F6E2FA9DB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfcb620062dac47c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1fe2b_uzSjP78_T21tssCv9tLP8&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://v11.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0fcb620062dac47c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D271EE83CACD68F384DF364720DA97BF4BA9839.3801B8F4A9967AD101E7D11724289C3F6E2FA9DB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfcb620062dac47c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1fe2b_uzSjP78_T21tssCv9tLP8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-1190788550382359546?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fcb620062dac47c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1190788550382359546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1190788550382359546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1190788550382359546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1190788550382359546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/07/kameron-can-really-throw-tantrum.html' title='Juice please'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-8846961638099095128</id><published>2008-07-09T10:15:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T11:23:38.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My little ballerina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;A few weekends ago David and I took McKaila to a ballet class. I am glad it was just a trial class. The class was for children between 18 months and 3 years. It was a little too advanced in my opinion. The owner had her hopes set a little high when she expected everyone to be quiet and cooperate the whole class. She wanted a lot of toe pointing and nice and gentle movements. You don't get that with kids this age. Atleast not with my daughter. They had a balance beam, a bar, and some other climbing toys off to the back of the room and McKaila would rather have played with that. I think gymnastics is more for McKaila. She was awfully cute though in her little leotard and tights. Once they brought out wands and wings the kids seems to cooperate a little better. Of course McKaila was still running around. Thats my daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-594da6e89d7efa05" 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://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D594da6e89d7efa05%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70BB7ECFD4B29471D7B0D955E351331676703202.64F305F649F671CE107D95CC03BE51607C79E26F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D594da6e89d7efa05%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8oOep5Ml2wA3rOj9u1ZWO9LFJRs&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://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D594da6e89d7efa05%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D70BB7ECFD4B29471D7B0D955E351331676703202.64F305F649F671CE107D95CC03BE51607C79E26F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D594da6e89d7efa05%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8oOep5Ml2wA3rOj9u1ZWO9LFJRs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221031975444009362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SHTU62FL0ZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/PSi6tsHGMkk/s400/CIMG5720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221032303736532370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SHTVN9EOLZI/AAAAAAAAAcY/X1jFgB6pODY/s400/CIMG5723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221032703858974802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SHTVlPo2IFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/fB8AfeXn7qA/s400/CIMG5737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221034194001725986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SHTW7-2kCiI/AAAAAAAAAco/uiiw7IVOpcI/s400/CIMG5752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221034938751054002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SHTXnVQo8LI/AAAAAAAAAcw/zUfTEnWA-a0/s400/CIMG5731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-8846961638099095128?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=594da6e89d7efa05&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8846961638099095128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=8846961638099095128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/8846961638099095128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/8846961638099095128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-little-ballerina.html' title='My little ballerina'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SHTU62FL0ZI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/PSi6tsHGMkk/s72-c/CIMG5720.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-3399434227132788335</id><published>2008-07-08T11:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:24:13.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're having a ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BOY!!!!  I bet you thought girl once you saw the pink writing. Did I trick you? That was the guess the doctor had at 13 weeks as well but David was so convinced it was a girl. I had my hopes up that it was a girl as well. We even named her. Oh well. I am happy to have another little boy. I hope he is like Kameron because Kameron is such a good baby (most of the time). We (David) is having a hard time picking a name. David is saying no to everything I come up with. Its a good thing we have plenty of time to decide I guess. The doctor gave us 38 pictures on a cd but I picked the best two. Sorry they aren't even that great. A lot of the pictures were of the brain and heart and diaphragm and stuff like that. We got two pictures of his little thing and this is the only one that you can tell its a boy. The other picture is just a blur to me. The baby was being a little shy but he finally decided to reveal what he is. So in this picture you can obviously tell where his parts are. There is a leg above and below the word BOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SHOCvb7isjI/AAAAAAAAAcA/AS7L0flHDXA/s1600-h/BABY_18.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220660144515494450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SHOCvb7isjI/AAAAAAAAAcA/AS7L0flHDXA/s400/BABY_18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Here is another picture of our little boy. Right now he is in the breech position but he has tons of time to move so the doc. isn't concerned at all. He'll be moving a ton in the next few months and then he'll settle head down hopefully. The doc. labeled it for your viewing pleasure :) His head is kinda chopped off in this picture but his rear end is sticking up on the right side. This is how Kameron sleeps. On his tummy with his bum in the air and his legs tucked under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220660721087300818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SHODQ_0-RNI/AAAAAAAAAcI/vIytA06tWZk/s400/BABY_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;As far as the moving goes we are scheduled to fly out of here next Friday, July 18. We have movers coming this Friday to just evaluate what they need to pack. Then on Monday and Tuesday they will pack us out. Wednesday we have our housing inspection, Thursday David finishes everything with the sign out process at the embassy and Friday morning at around 4 a.m. we'll leave our house. I am not looking forward to 19 hours of flying with two little kids and being pregnant. The stupid thing is that we have to fly in economy. We have been lucky to have the opportunity to fly business all the time. We have the points to upgrade but apparently the flight is only allowed so many upgrades per flight and they already have maxed out. We also checked with the airline and they are overbooked in business as well. Great. We will atleast hopefully get economy plus to have a little extra leg room. I'll update everyone when I know more. Thanks for all the well wishes and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-3399434227132788335?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3399434227132788335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=3399434227132788335' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3399434227132788335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3399434227132788335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/07/were-having.html' title='We&apos;re having a ....'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SHOCvb7isjI/AAAAAAAAAcA/AS7L0flHDXA/s72-c/BABY_18.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-6003843298856407430</id><published>2008-07-05T10:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T11:11:55.307-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures for your enjoyment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKaila enjoying her ice cream cone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-MphDYimI/AAAAAAAAAbw/otZcMExL_2M/s1600-h/CIMG5790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219545138020780642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-MphDYimI/AAAAAAAAAbw/otZcMExL_2M/s400/CIMG5790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got a butterfly painted on her cheek. She will be talking about this for weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-MZy_oSmI/AAAAAAAAAbo/9G7as-d4RYA/s1600-h/CIMG5784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219544867958966882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-MZy_oSmI/AAAAAAAAAbo/9G7as-d4RYA/s400/CIMG5784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the games we played. They give you little gel like eggs, tomatoes, and peaches I believe. When you throw them at the board they stick. You try to take the egg and throw it so it splats on the egg. You do the same with the other foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-MA8LSImI/AAAAAAAAAbg/e_IwlaA89rE/s1600-h/CIMG5788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219544440927036002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-MA8LSImI/AAAAAAAAAbg/e_IwlaA89rE/s400/CIMG5788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kameron really enjoyed his ice cream. If I didn't feed it to him fast enough he would scream at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-LZiUqvTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/kSivuo033WU/s1600-h/CIMG5789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219543763972177202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-LZiUqvTI/AAAAAAAAAbY/kSivuo033WU/s400/CIMG5789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKaila did really well during the National Anthem. I guess her arms were tired and she had to hold up her right arm with her left :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-KtR-hGcI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/pO24-6MU7fQ/s1600-h/CIMG5803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219543003670059458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-KtR-hGcI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/pO24-6MU7fQ/s400/CIMG5803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kameron giving me a cheezy smile. What a goof. Actually I believe he is saying "cheeze" in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-KIWdQ8CI/AAAAAAAAAbI/SPF00X6jIeI/s1600-h/CIMG5808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219542369217605666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-KIWdQ8CI/AAAAAAAAAbI/SPF00X6jIeI/s400/CIMG5808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219545911676401634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-NWjJQd-I/AAAAAAAAAb4/meW4MkAUxH8/s400/CIMG5809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-6003843298856407430?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6003843298856407430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=6003843298856407430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6003843298856407430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6003843298856407430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/07/pictures-for-your-enjoyment.html' title='Pictures for your enjoyment'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SG-MphDYimI/AAAAAAAAAbw/otZcMExL_2M/s72-c/CIMG5790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-6459250763145545141</id><published>2008-07-05T10:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T11:04:02.036-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hope everyone had a great time celebrating the 4th of July. We didn't really celebrate the 4th of July because we are in Thailand and they don't celebrate it and aren't really aware of it so it was just another ordinary day here. Today we went to a big independance day party put on by AMCHAM (American Chamber of Commerce). It was such a blast. This was just what we needed with all of the stress going on right now with moving and whatnot. The kids did so well and didn't complain even once about the heat or being tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We headed out to the party around 3:30 in the afternoon and we got home around 8:30. When we arrived they gave us little stamp cards for the kids. It had about 6 different game stations for you to complete and once you completed those you were able to get either a barbie or a pack of 5 hot wheels cars I believe.  Some of the game stations included face painting, art corner, ring toss, egg toss (not real eggs), a race car game where you tried to pop other peoples balloons with your race car, and some puzzle stations. The coolest one was by Hot Wheels. They took your picture and told you to come back in an hour to pick up your little car with your picture on it. They turned out so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;After all of the games we settled down in front of the stage to watch the presentation of the flags. After that the music began again and Kameron started dancing. Oh my gosh it was hilarous as you can see if the videos. Sorry I didn't realize I had my camera sideways on one so you have to turn your head.I was laughing so hard I was crying. Kameron must have had his picture taken 1000 times. He was so popular tonight :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-afa056fb9bcafd62" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dafa056fb9bcafd62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84A95ECD337934FCF4FC7F366022932FF9469BCA.5E312E7DFA56518B93EEA798116C9CC60D48D192%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dafa056fb9bcafd62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DApi5XC8vMEafmhsvNNeKNfHycb4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dafa056fb9bcafd62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84A95ECD337934FCF4FC7F366022932FF9469BCA.5E312E7DFA56518B93EEA798116C9CC60D48D192%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dafa056fb9bcafd62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DApi5XC8vMEafmhsvNNeKNfHycb4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5df8acdeaf4dd050" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5df8acdeaf4dd050%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F0BE49B9DACED2C285A74FCB880D4AEC71D04E0.77C20AF2C854852E98DA3B067D1F05C5DC78D5D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5df8acdeaf4dd050%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSNmSi_lv_SUQCvjbJ4aSby4ir1U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5df8acdeaf4dd050%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F0BE49B9DACED2C285A74FCB880D4AEC71D04E0.77C20AF2C854852E98DA3B067D1F05C5DC78D5D8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5df8acdeaf4dd050%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSNmSi_lv_SUQCvjbJ4aSby4ir1U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As we were sitting down waiting for the fireworks to start I remembered I hadn't taken McKaila to the bathroom since we left home. I rush her to the bathroom thinking she can't hold it anymore. Its been forever she must need to go. We I sat her on the potty and she sits there for a minute and then says to me "Mommy my pee pee no working". Poor thing couldn't go. I said try again McKaila and she did and was able to pee. She says the funniest things. We made it back in time for the fireworks but she wasn't too thrilled. She hid her head in my lap because she was afraid of the loud booms. I covered her ears and she perked up enough to watch the end of them. Kameron enjoyed the fireworks until we started cheering and clapping. Then he got scared and started crying. Once he had his blankie in his hands he was fine. On the way home in the taxi McKaila told me that she had fun. They she started saying that she saw big booms (fireworks). She was telling me that they were sparkly and about all the colors she saw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We decided when we got home we would call our parents so McKaila could tell them about the booms (fireworks). So she started talking to grandparents and telling them about the booms and sparkles. We asked what else she saw/did and she said "the lion had a basket with jelly's (jello in tiny containers)". I had to think a minute about what she was talking about but then I remembered. There was a person in a lion suit with a big brown basket handing out jelly's to people. Kaila then told me she had a yellow one. She continues to amaze me. The things she tells me and the things she remembers. With her being my first child I am not aware at what age this really happens at. I am realizing now though how smart she is. I knew before that she was smart but she amazes me even more everyday when she learns something more.  My baby girl isn't a baby girl anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;David and I were so glad we went to this party. It was a much needed break for all of us. We had such a great time as a family. The kids and I love having David home with us right now. I'll try and post pictures in the next post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-6459250763145545141?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=5df8acdeaf4dd050&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6459250763145545141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=6459250763145545141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6459250763145545141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6459250763145545141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1099419873345436815</id><published>2008-07-03T00:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:29:22.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Just a quick post today. I just wanted to tell everyone that we are moving to Washington DC within the next few weeks. It is a very long story but we didn't expect to be moving this soon. We are working on trying to find a house that we can afford. My goodness the DC area is expensive. We found houses in ID that we liked for a decent price and we looked for that price range in DC and the surrounding area and its all shacks. Seriously its that expensive. We won't be living in DC because housing is pricey so we are looking around there. Well I prob. won't be blogging much the next little while because things are going to be very busy around here but I will blog when I get the chance.&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/1377028173383126995-1099419873345436815?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1099419873345436815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1099419873345436815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1099419873345436815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1099419873345436815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/07/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-7631654577985994698</id><published>2008-06-19T08:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T20:46:32.455-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocean World Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Some friends went with us to Ocean World. We go there quite a bit to see the fish and to play at the indoor soft playground. Here is a video of the kids in the playground. Kameron was having so much fun crawling through the balls and Kaila loved going up and down the slide even though in this video it was a little bumpy. 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Apparently his office scheduled his plane ticket for the wrong day so we assumed he was coming home the 21st but it looks like not until the 27th now. I am so sad that it is now going to be two weeks till he comes home. It has been a rough couple of days. My nanny informed me yesterday that her x-husband isn't doing well and she needs to go back to the Phillipines to get some things taken care of. Basically she doesn't have the money for it and is asking me to pay for it knowing she can't pay it back. They don't make very much money here but she also sends half of her paycheck each month to her daughter. Her daughter has a facial abnormality and nobody will hire her. So she raises pigs and then sells them. She relies on her mom to buy the pigs for her I guess. It is also custom here for the families who are employing the maid/nanny to help out in case of family deaths and arranging funerals. This will not be the case with hers because he is her x-husband. This applies only to children and spouses. I don't know. This just stresses me out without David here to take care of all of these things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;Kameron is going to be in a baby modeling photo shoot on Tuesday. It is for a formula company I believe. I am a little disappointed because I sent his pictures along with Kaila's but only Kameron was chosen. I was really hoping for Kaila to get to because you get professional photos to take home. It would be nice not to have to get theirs done but I guess we'll have to figure out something for kaila. I know she doesn't know anything but if she knew she would feel so hurt knowing her brother got in and not her. I think they were going after more babies though. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all enjoyed the videos I posted. I got a little crazy with posting them because I finally figured out how. There will be more to come though so keep your eye out. &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/1377028173383126995-5430921604540802963?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5430921604540802963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5430921604540802963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5430921604540802963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5430921604540802963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/06/2-more-weeks.html' title='2 more weeks'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-145560240001716549</id><published>2008-06-11T08:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:55:52.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kameron walking</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I knew I had a video of Kameron someone. This one is of Kameron walking just the other day. he usually does better if he is walking between the nanny and I but she was doing laundry. Enjoy.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-66ce5c992b15d0d5" 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://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D66ce5c992b15d0d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33F65CABBC5C4653A4910DF0D5A724C2F4CB2CB8.37519A9C99B21CBBE10564807FD61B26B2BB5AAF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D66ce5c992b15d0d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSUHFcuegmk9z_PqX7_JSkAI6oeE&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://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D66ce5c992b15d0d5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33F65CABBC5C4653A4910DF0D5A724C2F4CB2CB8.37519A9C99B21CBBE10564807FD61B26B2BB5AAF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D66ce5c992b15d0d5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSUHFcuegmk9z_PqX7_JSkAI6oeE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-145560240001716549?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=66ce5c992b15d0d5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/145560240001716549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=145560240001716549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/145560240001716549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/145560240001716549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-knew-i-had-video-of-kameron-someone.html' title='Kameron walking'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-6876696776387682297</id><published>2008-06-11T07:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:20:43.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ABC's</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here is another video of McKaila singing. She is really good at her ABC's but she was being a big goof in this video. This shows how silly she can be. If you listen closely you can hear her singing through her spinning around. I need to get Kameron on my camera. I have him on my video camera but I don't know how to get that video on here. I am just now figuring out how to post these videos so there will be a lot more videos to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3f5c6b445000c1b4" 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://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3f5c6b445000c1b4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D181EB2B3D59649E62AC5878C1EB426F6CD6C2BA6.593A4AA0014DDAB17248096FF455AB62AEA442FB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3f5c6b445000c1b4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCpNdYJtFBhQx4J1pxHRwWWbS5Gs&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://v10.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3f5c6b445000c1b4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D181EB2B3D59649E62AC5878C1EB426F6CD6C2BA6.593A4AA0014DDAB17248096FF455AB62AEA442FB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3f5c6b445000c1b4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCpNdYJtFBhQx4J1pxHRwWWbS5Gs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-6876696776387682297?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3f5c6b445000c1b4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6876696776387682297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=6876696776387682297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6876696776387682297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6876696776387682297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/06/abcs.html' title='ABC&apos;s'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-4195794060705420145</id><published>2008-06-11T07:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T07:54:40.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;McKaila loves to sing happy birthday to whoever had a birthday last. I had her put daddy's name in it since his birthday is next month. This is a song she sings on a daily basis. enjoy.  &lt;object width="320" height="283" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ad873c1ea438c60f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dad873c1ea438c60f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FB450A26505DD7DE04C53FB611FA87390510EED.2FE765252DC972EC787D0E1B00CAA5DFCB46E001%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dad873c1ea438c60f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0kFDgxh8IqLtOTA6-zoJjndASXI&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="283" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dad873c1ea438c60f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331570953%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2FB450A26505DD7DE04C53FB611FA87390510EED.2FE765252DC972EC787D0E1B00CAA5DFCB46E001%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dad873c1ea438c60f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0kFDgxh8IqLtOTA6-zoJjndASXI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-4195794060705420145?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ad873c1ea438c60f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4195794060705420145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=4195794060705420145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4195794060705420145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4195794060705420145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-8145707001162028627</id><published>2008-06-10T07:05:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T07:21:50.049-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhh McKaila!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;The purpose of this blog was supposed to be so I could post pictures of the ultrasound I had yesterday. I am sad to say that isn't possible anymore. While I was making dinner McKaila decided to play on my computer, which she knows she is not allowed to do. Well she somehow managed to delete all but one of the ultrasound pictures that the hospital gave us on a cd. I can't show you the one ultrasound picture that we do have because it shows the sex of the baby. I have decided to keep it a secret for a little longer. Sorry for the suspence but we want to be sure before we blurt it out. I am only 13 weeks so it was hard to tell but the doctor gave us a 70% guess of what it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;All of the screenings for down syndrome went well. Our baby has a low risk of having downs. They do four tests now to screen for it. They first listened and watched the blood flow of the liver. That looked fine on baby. Then they proceeded to look at the right ventricle of the heart and look for regurgitation. Baby passed with flying colors. They also look at the nasal bone. There is a high risk of down syndrome if the baby has one part of the nasal bone but our baby has the normal two parts. Lastly they check the nuchal chord or the fat on the back of the baby's neck. Anything below .3 is considered to be low risk. Our doctor measures 3 times to get an accurate reading. Our baby's measurements were .21, .18, and .20. All in all s/he is at a low risk. Yeah for a good doctors appointment. &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/1377028173383126995-8145707001162028627?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8145707001162028627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=8145707001162028627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/8145707001162028627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/8145707001162028627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/06/ahhhhh-mckaila.html' title='Ahhhhh McKaila!!!!'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1317272052778622723</id><published>2008-06-07T10:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:02:32.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 down 14 to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That is days until David gets home. He is once again on a  boat trip. It is really hard with him gone this long but hopefully it'll be over before I know it. The nice part about him going on these boat trips is although he is gone for nearly 3 weeks he gets nearly 3 months salary in one paycheck. I have to try and keep that in mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The kids were driving me insane today. The nanny had to leave earlier than usual because she had some kind of mass at church in the afternoon so I was home with the kids by myself. Doesn't sound that bad does it? Well it was. I find myself having a very difficult time being alone and not being on my medication. I just get really stressed and have to get out of the house. Doing so requires a lot of energy and that is one thing I am lacking right now. Finally after dinner I couldn't take being bottled up anymore so the kids and I headed out for a walk. We went to starbucks and had a chocolate frappacino (don't worry mom there's no coffee in it) and as we were sitting there enjoying our shake, a huge elephant walked by. It is normal for us to see elephants now a days but they usually aren't on the main sidewalks on sukhumvit. They are usually down one of the soi's trying to get people to pay to feed them. We quickly finished our drink so we could go find the elephant again. Sadly we missed it. It must have gone down a soi (street) and we walked right by it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As we walked into the driveway we saw our friends kids, Jason and Stephanie. McKaila wanted to run up and pet Roxy their golden retriever. McKaila then proceeds to tell them about the elephant we saw. Then she sadly says "We missed it". I'm sorry Kaila. While we were walking we also saw Mike, David's boss from Germany. He just got in last night and is becoming the new boss here. He is such a funny guy. He is always the Easter Bunny, Santa, Cupid, you name it and he has the costume. He is always wearing bright colored shirts and funny looking hats. He always yells at the kids but they still love him. Anyways we saw him and he asked where David was. I told him he was on a boat and poor McKaila just wanted her daddy. For the next hour she kept saying "See Daddy Mommy, mommy I see daddy" I kept telling her daddy was at work and she demanded " I see Daddy now!!!" Poor girl misses her daddy.&lt;br /&gt;Wow this turned out to be a longer post than I had intended. I do like to talk a lot. I have an ultrasound on Monday, June 9th and I am hoping the doctor will be able to tell the sex of the baby. I am trying not to get my hopes up because I am almost 13 weeks but he should be able to tell if the baby is cooperating. I'll hopefully get some pictures and post them soon. So make sure and check back. I am off to bed. Good night everyone.&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/1377028173383126995-1317272052778622723?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1317272052778622723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1317272052778622723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1317272052778622723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1317272052778622723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/06/5-down-14-to-go.html' title='5 down 14 to go'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-3978828638355426441</id><published>2008-05-12T09:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T09:30:51.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Lee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I had my first ultrasound and everything went well. I am 8 weeks and 5 days and the u/s said the baby is measuring 9 weeks 1 day. I hope this isn't an early sign that the baby is going to be big. LOL. That would move my due date from December 17 to December 14. I asked the doc. if my due date would change and he said no. The baby is measuring 2.42 cm in length. The baby's heartrate was around 172-173. The doctor said all is well and will see me in 4 weeks. It was so great to see our little bean. Right away I felt a sigh of relief as I saw the heartbeat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SChE5hz7EmI/AAAAAAAAAaI/o9NBsOEtNz4/s1600-h/BABY_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199481524918620770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SChE5hz7EmI/AAAAAAAAAaI/o9NBsOEtNz4/s400/BABY_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199481417544438354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SChEzRz7ElI/AAAAAAAAAaA/MlN88xYmLOU/s400/BABY_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Can you pick out the arm and leg buds? If you see where the lower curser is at the bottom of the baby, it is on the baby's left leg. I can see it really well but can you see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SChEdBz7EkI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/CpChWwI7y5A/s1600-h/BABY_6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199481035292348994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SChEdBz7EkI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/CpChWwI7y5A/s400/BABY_6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-3978828638355426441?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3978828638355426441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=3978828638355426441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3978828638355426441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3978828638355426441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-lee.html' title='Baby Lee'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SChE5hz7EmI/AAAAAAAAAaI/o9NBsOEtNz4/s72-c/BABY_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-3463500235822078596</id><published>2008-05-11T09:45:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T09:05:20.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My darling Kameron</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This blog entry is dedicated to my sweet and handsome son, Kameron. He is such a good kid (with the exception of this past week). He smiles all day long (once again with the exception of this past week) and he loves to give cuddles. If he is upset all you need to do is give him his blankie and he'll be ok. Once the blankie is in his hands his two fingers go straight into his mouth. He will get so excited to see his blankie that sometimes his fingers will go into his mouth just seeing his blankie coming towards him. Today his blankie was lying on the floor and he crawled over to it and just laid down on it and put his fingers in his mouth. It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;He has been such a crab apple this past week. I don't know what is going on with him. The only thing I can possibly think is that it is teething. He has 2 eye teeth ready to pop through any minute. I am hoping they do and my sweet boy will return.&lt;br /&gt;He is getting closer to walking. He has taken his first step the other day. He was walking with my hands and I let go and he took a step and then sat down. He'll be running before I know it. We are trying to get him to use more words and not just whine for things. This has been the issue with eating. He'll just grunt loudly and start crying if you don't give him food when he see's it. We are trying to get him to sign more and occasionally he will. He has learned how to say more within the last few days. He loves to get into things he isn't supposed to. One of these things is the DVD's and VHS tapes. As you can see in this picture he has his hand on Flubber and is looking at me to see my reaction. He knows he isn't allowed to but he is hoping he can get away with it since I was taking pictures. I kept saying "No" the whole time but it didn't seem to phase him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCwxUBz7EoI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vHc23Z5ZyD4/s1600-h/CIMG5475.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200585889859441282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCwxUBz7EoI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vHc23Z5ZyD4/s400/CIMG5475.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This picture was taken today.Its just of Kameron crawling towards me trying to get the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCwxHBz7EnI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/o7qFW0Bm9Y8/s1600-h/CIMG5471.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200585666521141874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCwxHBz7EnI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/o7qFW0Bm9Y8/s400/CIMG5471.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt; These are two random people that work in 7-11. I had Kameron in the stroller with me and I was picking up some phone cards. Well they decide they want to hold Kameron so this lady just unbuckles him and picks him up. He was ok for a minute or so but then he started to realize what was going on. Then the guy in the picture decided he wanted to hold Kameron and the crying just got worse. Poor Kameron, the people just don't leave him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCb5ixz7EjI/AAAAAAAAAZw/PMkbZO3jbi8/s1600-h/CIMG5394.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199117195727802930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCb5ixz7EjI/AAAAAAAAAZw/PMkbZO3jbi8/s400/CIMG5394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt; It is a little hard to tell in this picture but Kameorn is trying to push buttons on my laptop. He knows he is not supposed to touch it, hence the smile. He thought he could be cute and get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCb5CRz7EiI/AAAAAAAAAZo/VMlmovw3pTQ/s1600-h/CIMG5434.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199116637382054434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCb5CRz7EiI/AAAAAAAAAZo/VMlmovw3pTQ/s400/CIMG5434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; This is just another random picture of Kameron crawling towards me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCb4xRz7EhI/AAAAAAAAAZg/zqbd7_30ioo/s1600-h/CIMG5412.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199116345324278290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCb4xRz7EhI/AAAAAAAAAZg/zqbd7_30ioo/s400/CIMG5412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/1377028173383126995-3463500235822078596?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3463500235822078596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=3463500235822078596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3463500235822078596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3463500235822078596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-darling-kameron.html' title='My darling Kameron'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCwxUBz7EoI/AAAAAAAAAaY/vHc23Z5ZyD4/s72-c/CIMG5475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-3484035684537408619</id><published>2008-05-11T08:50:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T09:45:34.379-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet McKaila</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;McKaila has changed so much this week that I am dedicating this blog to her growing up. Before I get too much into her growing up I wanted to quickly post about McKaila's first case of conjunctivitis. This morning while McKaila and I were getting ready for church I noticed she had some yellow discharge in the corner of her left eye. I didn't think much of it and off to church we went. Maybe an hour later on the way to church I noticed that McKaila's eyelashes were now crusted over with yellow discharge. I later called the embassy health unit and they said to just bring her in to see them in the morning. It was probably viral and they couldn't do much. Well after McKaila woke up from her nap her eye was almost swollen shut. I decided to take her to the walk in clinic at Bumrungrad. My neighbor watched Kameron while I took Kaila in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;When we get to the pediatric unit about 5 people looked at McKaila's eye and sent her down a level to the eye doctor. He placed McKaila on my lap and McKaila put her chin and forehead on their little machine. She did so well and sat very still. He said that she had bacterial conjunctivitis. I'm glad we took her in because it is very contagious. So we were given eye drops to give McKaila 5-6 times a day and then some ointment to put in her eyes at bedtime. Poor thing. Her eye just kept getting worse and worse throughout the day. This is a picture of McKaila happy as can be in a taxi on the way to the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbu1hz7EgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/qrpHYmh0k0I/s1600-h/CIMG5466.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199105423222444546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbu1hz7EgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/qrpHYmh0k0I/s400/CIMG5466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As you can see her eye is now a little worse. This is waiting for the doctor at the eye clinic. The nurses were loving McKaila. She wasn't minding the attention either. She was weighed and she is 12.75 kilos (more than I though she weighed). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbuoBz7EfI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/m43FTcV-UZo/s1600-h/CIMG5468.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199105191294210546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbuoBz7EfI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/m43FTcV-UZo/s400/CIMG5468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; One of the newest things with McKaila is she is almost completely potty-trained. She wears panties around the house and does really well. I say she isn't completely potty trained because when we go outside the house its a little different. I am too afraid to put her in panties because I am afraid of where she will pee. She does keep her pull-ups pretty dry. She is doing really well. In this picture she found Kameron's binki (which I tried giving him to help with teething but he still doesn't care for it) and was using her panties as a pocket. Don't worry I didn't give it to Kameron after. I washed it and put it back in his closet. She has become very motherly and loves to carry her babies around and sing to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbuQRz7EeI/AAAAAAAAAZI/l1Yy-p7Q0HY/s1600-h/CIMG5420.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199104783272317410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbuQRz7EeI/AAAAAAAAAZI/l1Yy-p7Q0HY/s400/CIMG5420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McKaila has become such a girly girl and loves to have her hair curled. The other day I used the curling iron and curled it. She loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbuBxz7EdI/AAAAAAAAAZA/oZcU-z71c_U/s1600-h/CIMG5454.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199104534164214226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbuBxz7EdI/AAAAAAAAAZA/oZcU-z71c_U/s400/CIMG5454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; This is a back view of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbt5Rz7EcI/AAAAAAAAAY4/TVCiTgvWQNM/s1600-h/CIMG5455.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199104388135326146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbt5Rz7EcI/AAAAAAAAAY4/TVCiTgvWQNM/s400/CIMG5455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes we use curlers. She was walking around with her princess shoes, her curlers, and her baby most of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbtRxz7EbI/AAAAAAAAAYw/uDm0olHRYWw/s1600-h/CIMG5444.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199103709530493362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbtRxz7EbI/AAAAAAAAAYw/uDm0olHRYWw/s400/CIMG5444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The other new thing with McKaila is she is now sleeping in a big girl bed.  Like 4 nights ago or something the kids and I were taking a nap, and I heard these little footsteps come into my room. It was McKaila. I was shocked and looked to see if I saw the nanny with her. I walked into McKaila's room and saw this huge mess. I should have gotten a picture but I was so upset and tired. She had taken out everything from her drawers and scattered it along with anything she could fine. She took a bottle of febreeze and emptied it on her floor. She took toilet paper and spread it everywhere along with water and flouride drops. I cleaned the mess up and put her back in bed. She crawled right back out. I knew that it was over so we got her big girl bed all set up and explained she had to stay in it like a big girl does. She did much better than I thought she would have. The first night she got down a couple times and ended up sleeping in her crib and crawling out at 7 in the morning to come and wake me up. The next night she got out of bed maybe once and the rest is history. She doesn't get out of bed anymore. The only complaint is she wakes up at 7 and I can't just put her in her crib and lay her back down or let her have quiet time. She is in my room at 7:01 and we watch cartoons for a few minutes and then she plays in the tub while I shower. This makes me very exhausted throughout the day. So here is a picture of her big girl bed. Her crib is still in the room until daddy comes home and takes it down. Her bed is a little messy because she was jumping on it before the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbsURz7EaI/AAAAAAAAAYo/YvJKA1-TJqs/s1600-h/CIMG5430.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199102652968538530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbsURz7EaI/AAAAAAAAAYo/YvJKA1-TJqs/s400/CIMG5430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tomorrow will be my first ultasound. I am nervous and hope all is well. I will try and post tomorrow or shortly after and I also will be posting on my dear boy Kameron so make sure and check back often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-3484035684537408619?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3484035684537408619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=3484035684537408619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3484035684537408619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3484035684537408619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-sweet-mckaila.html' title='My Sweet McKaila'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/SCbu1hz7EgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/qrpHYmh0k0I/s72-c/CIMG5466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-6942658241723627792</id><published>2008-04-06T09:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T09:56:05.088-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exciting news</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;I have some great and exciting news. David and I are expecting baby #3. Yep, I'm pregnant again. This bundle of joy is expected in mid December. Right in time for taxes :) Jks. According to my calculations the baby is due December 17 but I'll know for sure when I see the doctor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;I already have been feeling the morning sickness a little bit. Not bad yet though. Just kinda nautious. I have been having a little cramping because of implantation but other than that I am doing alright. I have been really tired and that was the big lightbulb for me that I was pregnant. I slept till 8 one morning and I never wake up that late. I am usually up by 7:30. I know that isn't a big difference but for me it was. I have also been needing to take naps when the kids nap just to be able to function in the afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;It is still in the air (according to David) but it looks like I'll be delivering here in Thailand rather than going back to the states. I would love to deliver here but David wants to go home for it. I just can't see doing that with 3 kids. Even though the money sounds nice. I'll keep everyone posted with how things go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-6942658241723627792?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6942658241723627792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=6942658241723627792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6942658241723627792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6942658241723627792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/04/exciting-news.html' title='Exciting news'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-4722973037264565593</id><published>2008-04-06T09:03:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T09:46:03.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kameron is One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;It is hard to believe that my little boy is a year old. His birthday was March 27 and we had his party on the 29th. We had friends over and had a taco buffet with little sandwiches and things for the little kids. It was a lot of fun but its hard to believe my little guy is one. He is such a good kid though. He is never really cranky unless he's tired. He is such a momma's boy. There are a lot of pictures so I hope I don't bore any of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt; Here is Kameron's hospital picture. Well the one that we took but it looks just like the one the hospital took. We didn't order any because there lighting wasn't working on their camera and the pictures came out to dark. Oh well. Kameron was 21 inches long and 8 lbs 10 oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jQH22CevI/AAAAAAAAAYc/pzqEgHDPx_4/s1600-h/CIMG1666.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186123804316957426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jQH22CevI/AAAAAAAAAYc/pzqEgHDPx_4/s400/CIMG1666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Here is Kameron on his actual birthday. He was playing in our puppy's dog bed. What a goof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jP7G2CeuI/AAAAAAAAAYU/s3hNqrQCLvA/s1600-h/CIMG5146.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186123585273625314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jP7G2CeuI/AAAAAAAAAYU/s3hNqrQCLvA/s400/CIMG5146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Here is Kamerons cake that I made him. I think it turned out pretty good. It was such a nightamare with the frosting though.  I put too much red in the icing and the color wasn't looking right. Long story short I have to make 3 different batches of icing (all requiring 1 lb of powdered sugar) and running to two different grocery stores at 10:30 at night.  I was so upset I was ready to cancel his party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186122344028076738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jOy22CesI/AAAAAAAAAYE/3qdbfYK3-6A/s400/CIMG5186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is Kameron's smash cake that I made for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186122172229384882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jOo22CerI/AAAAAAAAAX8/MvyWwm1cHy4/s400/CIMG5183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you..... He kept trying to grab the candle off of the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jNQW2CeqI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pzsVqAtQI34/s1600-h/CIMG5200.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186120651810962082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jNQW2CeqI/AAAAAAAAAX0/pzsVqAtQI34/s400/CIMG5200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; He was just picking off little pieces of icing to try. McKaila did the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jNCm2CepI/AAAAAAAAAXs/aH63tBIGyG0/s1600-h/CIMG5202.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186120415587760786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jNCm2CepI/AAAAAAAAAXs/aH63tBIGyG0/s400/CIMG5202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; He was really enjoying the icing at first. It took him a little bit to actually get the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jMtm2CeoI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uMD8w8gvylQ/s1600-h/CIMG5207.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186120054810507906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jMtm2CeoI/AAAAAAAAAXk/uMD8w8gvylQ/s400/CIMG5207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMM. He really enjoyed the cake. One minute the cake was looking like the picture above and the next minute looking like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186119565184236146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jMRG2CenI/AAAAAAAAAXc/d7zVoKzM004/s400/CIMG5219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing up with his cake. We was done soon after this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jMEW2CemI/AAAAAAAAAXU/mXUJBxfesEY/s1600-h/CIMG5221.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186119346140904034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jMEW2CemI/AAAAAAAAAXU/mXUJBxfesEY/s400/CIMG5221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end result of the cake. I don't know where all of it went. I guess he ate it all because it wasn't in his lap or the floor. Way to go Kameron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186119045493193298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jLy22CelI/AAAAAAAAAXM/9I7g2xajbL4/s400/CIMG5223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; are just a few pictures of Kameron opening just a couple of his presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jLXW2CekI/AAAAAAAAAXE/GXaq3-qTOwY/s1600-h/CIMG5234.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186118573046790722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jLXW2CekI/AAAAAAAAAXE/GXaq3-qTOwY/s400/CIMG5234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jKsm2CejI/AAAAAAAAAW8/3bcUamCBIl8/s1600-h/CIMG5239.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186117838607383090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jKsm2CejI/AAAAAAAAAW8/3bcUamCBIl8/s400/CIMG5239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kameron opening a present on his real birthday. As you can see by his face he wasn't too sure of what he was doing. He made some of the funniest faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186122902373825234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jPTW2CetI/AAAAAAAAAYM/wKqwFrYptyE/s400/CIMG5166.JPG" border="0" /&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/1377028173383126995-4722973037264565593?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4722973037264565593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=4722973037264565593' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4722973037264565593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4722973037264565593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/04/kameron-is-one.html' title='Kameron is One'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R_jQH22CevI/AAAAAAAAAYc/pzqEgHDPx_4/s72-c/CIMG1666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-2833264884348868359</id><published>2008-03-30T09:46:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T10:51:41.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I know Easter has come and gone but I am a little late at getting the pictures up. Things have been a little hectic here lately but they are starting to settle down, I hope. On St. Patrick's Day the ward had a primary activity to celebrate Easter. Since I am in primary I was able to bring McKaila to the activity. She had a blast. They decorated bags and cookies, had an easter egg hunt, relay races, story time and singing time. They made these wonderful "Easter Eggs" that go along with the Resurrection. Each egg has something in it to help the little kids stay focused and to help them understand. We had a wonderful Easter together as a family. We hope everyone else had a nice Easter as well and thought about the Resurrection of our Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Here is McKaila decorating her Easter bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--hh22CeiI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DnKLuY-DhZw/s1600-h/CIMG5016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183539299156654626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--hh22CeiI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DnKLuY-DhZw/s400/CIMG5016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;McKaila is showing us her beautifully decorated bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--g-G2CehI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PjE2brKNN2c/s1600-h/CIMG5020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183538684976331282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--g-G2CehI/AAAAAAAAAWs/PjE2brKNN2c/s400/CIMG5020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;McKaila loved "finding" the eggs. At first she wanted to open each and every egg as she picked it up. There are no other kids around her because we had to leave a little early so I could be back home in time for a bike tour David and I were going on. We just let her grab a couple of eggs on her own. It made the taxi drive home really nice. It kept her occupied during the bad traffic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--gKm2CegI/AAAAAAAAAWk/IsEhJXSrcFw/s1600-h/CIMG5035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183537800213068290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--gKm2CegI/AAAAAAAAAWk/IsEhJXSrcFw/s400/CIMG5035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We also attended an Easter party at the Embassy. This was the day before Easter. They had an Easter egg hunt but we got there a little too late and missed the hunt. Oh well, she doesn't need more candy. They had hot dogs, fried rice, chips and lemonade to eat while we were there. There were lots of different crafts that the kids could do. They didn't really have anything toddler orientated. So most of the activities included me doing the craft. McKaila didn't seem to mind at all. You can't see it in this picture but we are making a basket picture frame. Yes, in case you were wondering McKaila was about to pick her nose. She has that nasty habit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--f0m2CefI/AAAAAAAAAWc/fGaUqRewvIY/s1600-h/CIMG5050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183537422255946226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--f0m2CefI/AAAAAAAAAWc/fGaUqRewvIY/s400/CIMG5050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Easter morning we woke the kids up 30 minutes early so we could get their baskets done and be to church on time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Easter bunny left a trail of eggs from the stairs to the couch where her basket was. She tried to pick them all up at once. If you look close, she has one egg in her left hand and trying to pick up another egg and then she has two eggs in her right hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--fo22CeeI/AAAAAAAAAWU/ruoa48VhpGg/s1600-h/CIMG5053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183537220392483298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--fo22CeeI/AAAAAAAAAWU/ruoa48VhpGg/s400/CIMG5053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kameron was just interested in eating the eggs. McKaila thought it was pretty funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--fb22CedI/AAAAAAAAAWM/hdk7iQKs494/s1600-h/CIMG5055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183536997054183890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--fb22CedI/AAAAAAAAAWM/hdk7iQKs494/s400/CIMG5055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;McKaila was showing me that she had more eggs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--eiG2CecI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Uk3uLjcsOrA/s1600-h/CIMG5059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183536004916738498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--eiG2CecI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Uk3uLjcsOrA/s400/CIMG5059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kameron once again eating an egg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--eOm2CebI/AAAAAAAAAV8/qN3J47r0tNk/s1600-h/CIMG5060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183535669909289394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--eOm2CebI/AAAAAAAAAV8/qN3J47r0tNk/s400/CIMG5060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some outfits that the Easter bunny got Kameron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--cVm2CeaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-1pRK3t6xFw/s1600-h/CIMG5068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183533591145118114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--cVm2CeaI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-1pRK3t6xFw/s400/CIMG5068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grammie sent Kameron this cute outfit. It was too big so he couldn't wear it to church for Easter. He'll be able to wear it soon though. Thanks Grammie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--b_m2CeZI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Xrqn0c7V0iQ/s1600-h/CIMG5073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183533213187996050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--b_m2CeZI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Xrqn0c7V0iQ/s400/CIMG5073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love this dress of McKaila's. This was also a present sent from Grammie. It is so adorable. Thanks again Grammie for this beautiful dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--bTW2CeYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/5nUmZZzOlyg/s1600-h/CIMG5074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183532452978784642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--bTW2CeYI/AAAAAAAAAVk/5nUmZZzOlyg/s400/CIMG5074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Grandma sent some panties from McKaila and she was so excited. She can't wait to wear them. Thanks Grandma and Papa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--bCW2CeXI/AAAAAAAAAVc/OzujoKUgwWU/s1600-h/CIMG5077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183532160921008498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--bCW2CeXI/AAAAAAAAAVc/OzujoKUgwWU/s400/CIMG5077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kameron is his Easter outfit. He is so handsome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--aDm2CeWI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9z4CrfxfGWw/s1600-h/CIMG5080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183531082884217186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--aDm2CeWI/AAAAAAAAAVU/9z4CrfxfGWw/s400/CIMG5080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thanks for looking. Make sure and check back soon. I am going to post pictures of Kamerons first birthday. I would do it tonight but its almost 10 pm. and David and I are going up to bed to relax and watch a movie that we just downloaded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-2833264884348868359?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/2833264884348868359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=2833264884348868359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/2833264884348868359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/2833264884348868359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R--hh22CeiI/AAAAAAAAAW0/DnKLuY-DhZw/s72-c/CIMG5016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-8534715970386754462</id><published>2008-03-11T08:34:00.019-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:04:42.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;About two weeks ago we went with some friendsto this little place called Dream World. It is about forty-five minutes or or so from where we live. Dream World is kind of like a mini Disneyland. There were rides for all ages. They also had a storybook area which had statues and other things representing some sort of fairytale. There was a stone with a sword in it that you could try and pull out (Sword in the Stone) they had a cottage of sleeping dwarfs (Snow White), a giant lying in the ground (Jack and the beanstalk) and many more. This place was quite fun. We were at the park all day long. We left as they were closing and we got there as they opened. The kids were so tired. Kameron maybe took a 15 minute nap the whole day and McKaila took a good 45 minute or so nap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aFG5a1zAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/GNkQQhZosE0/s1600-h/CIMG4889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176471175248071682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aFG5a1zAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/GNkQQhZosE0/s400/CIMG4889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; This is Asia's first hanging roller coaster. The lines are very slow because they have only one train. The need two so they can load one and have it go off as the first one comes in. None of the rides had more than one train (or whatever you call it). It made for some long rides. This ride was fun but very jerky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179078770152557586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9_Is5a1zBI/AAAAAAAAAVE/yRSgJJTwHv4/s400/CIMG4905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;McKaila had such a blast on these little cars. Her face lit up as they first started moving. I have never seen so much excitement on her face I dont' think. She really thought she was driving. It went up these little ramps and back down. She got off and said "fun mommy". It was so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aDQpa1y-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/YoAFGj4s0Ls/s1600-h/CIMG4926.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176469143728540642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aDQpa1y-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/YoAFGj4s0Ls/s400/CIMG4926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; McKaila also loved riding in these little boats. The employee would try and get McKaila out everytime she came around but she kept saying "No" and they weren't really busy so they let her go around for a while longer. They gave her two little paddles that she could use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aCn5a1y9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/3LXgq9Ugtic/s1600-h/CIMG4935.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176468443648871378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aCn5a1y9I/AAAAAAAAAUk/3LXgq9Ugtic/s400/CIMG4935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Inside Dream World there was a place called Snow World. We thought it would be fun for the kids to play in the snow and have a chance to go sledding. We were all in shorts and I had no idea how we were going to go play in the snow and stay warm. Upon entering you take your shoes off and place them on the counter. They take your shoes and bring you a pair of snow boots (which were rain boots). It was really disgusting because other people wore them before you and no one wear's socks. Once you put your feet in the boots your feet are instantly cold and wet. I can always wash my feet after so it wasn't too big of a deal. They had boots for McKaila but there were still pretty big. While carrying her up the hill they'd fall off. They also provide coats for everyone. McKaila and Kameron looked so cute in their oversized jackets.Once we hit the door before all the snow it was so cold. It was quite a shock. By the end our noses were cold. This picture was just as we were getting everyone in the boots and coats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aBn5a1y8I/AAAAAAAAAUc/T6ixl9U0sBs/s1600-h/CIMG4945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176467344137243586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aBn5a1y8I/AAAAAAAAAUc/T6ixl9U0sBs/s400/CIMG4945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Kameron is such a goof ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aBOZa1y7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/epDdWv4WcVY/s1600-h/CIMG4948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176466906050579378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aBOZa1y7I/AAAAAAAAAUU/epDdWv4WcVY/s400/CIMG4948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;McKaila sitting on a rock with the penguins. Notice her beautiful red boots?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aAx5a1y6I/AAAAAAAAAUM/wEVfjCXrhYQ/s1600-h/CIMG4951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176466416424307618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aAx5a1y6I/AAAAAAAAAUM/wEVfjCXrhYQ/s400/CIMG4951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;David and I think she looks like a penguin with this jacket on. When she walked she looked like a penguin too. I guess its pretty hard to walk when you have a jacket around your ankles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aAdpa1y5I/AAAAAAAAAUE/dHjKcA0S0uI/s1600-h/CIMG4955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176466068531956626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aAdpa1y5I/AAAAAAAAAUE/dHjKcA0S0uI/s400/CIMG4955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kameron's first time in the snow. He wasn't quite sure of it. He actually started crying when we first put him down. Then he was getting his picture taken by tons of Thai people and then he started to cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aARJa1y4I/AAAAAAAAAT8/rqvxNdrzHOk/s1600-h/CIMG4957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176465853783591810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aARJa1y4I/AAAAAAAAAT8/rqvxNdrzHOk/s400/CIMG4957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is the hill that you could carry a tube up and sled down. It was actually quite steep when you get up there. When McKaila and I went down she started crying but by the time we were half way down her crying turned to laughing. I was scared that we were going to flip off and go rolling down the hill. There were bumps and dips all over and we always seemed to hit the dips. It was such a blast. Kameron enjoyed it as well. he went down more than McKaila did. Kameron and David are the 6th one over starting from the right. See the guy with his hand up and he's the furthest down the hill? That is our friend Ian. David is to his left (your right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9Z_fpa1y3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/HyZCNvGdd-k/s1600-h/CIMG4958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176465003380067186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9Z_fpa1y3I/AAAAAAAAAT0/HyZCNvGdd-k/s400/CIMG4958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little princess. She insisted that she sit in Cinderella's carriage. People were taking pictures of her and one person asked if they could be in the picture with her. We need to start charging people baht for taking pictures. David could quit and we could never have to work another day in our lives :) They get their pictures taken so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9Z-upa1y2I/AAAAAAAAATs/Rmee9MtIZjY/s1600-h/CIMG4973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176464161566477154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9Z-upa1y2I/AAAAAAAAATs/Rmee9MtIZjY/s400/CIMG4973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Most of you should recognize this game. You lift the hammer and try to hit it hard enough and ring the bell. Well this is that game. The only difference is you don't have to physically pull the hammer up. Well you do but do you see that curved metal pole to David's right? You lift the hammer along that thing and then pull it down. David tried a few times with very little success. We knew it wasn't how hard you hit it but how you hit it. So David watched the carnie's do it a few times and got it figured out. So David tried again and he won. He got a rhino stuffed animal.So we went to another hammer game so he could win the elephant animal for Kaila and this is what happened. He broke it. That was the end of the day for the carnie's. It was quite funny and the carnie's were quite surprised that he broke it. He didn't even win. He was so so close to ringing the bell but the hammer broke right before it hit the target so it didn't get the full strength. So we didnt get our money back and we didn't win an animal. I think David deserved something :) It was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9Z-FJa1y1I/AAAAAAAAATk/IE4Pvv-58a0/s1600-h/CIMG4977.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176463448601906002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9Z-FJa1y1I/AAAAAAAAATk/IE4Pvv-58a0/s400/CIMG4977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They had this beautiful sunflower garden right outside the giants house. It is so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176462946090732354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9Z9n5a1y0I/AAAAAAAAATc/OvJMvrE4zOM/s400/CIMG4994.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;We finally got to ride an elephant. The trainer looks like he is texting on a phone or something. It is very cheap to ride the elephant taxi. It was 100 baht which is around $3. McKaila loved it. This was the last thing on our agenda before leaving for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9Z9Ipa1yzI/AAAAAAAAATU/gjPyQRvT6MM/s1600-h/CIMG4979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176462409219820338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9Z9Ipa1yzI/AAAAAAAAATU/gjPyQRvT6MM/s400/CIMG4979.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; We had such a fun time with our friends and family at Dream World. I hope you enjoyed the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-8534715970386754462?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8534715970386754462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=8534715970386754462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/8534715970386754462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/8534715970386754462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/03/dream-world.html' title='Dream World'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R9aFG5a1zAI/AAAAAAAAAU8/GNkQQhZosE0/s72-c/CIMG4889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5662831651135239663</id><published>2008-02-24T08:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T08:47:31.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>February in a nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;As February comes to an end I thought I'd just update everyone on what has been going on this month. David is keeping busy with work. For the next two weeks he'll be gone Mon-Friday. We are planning on going to Dream World this coming Saturday with some friends of ours. It is supposedly a mini disneyland. I looked it up on the interent and it looks pretty fun. There is even a space mountain ride. Yeah!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;I have finally receieved a calling in church. It has been a long time. I actually haven't had a calling since David and I were first married. I guess because of having babies no one wanted me :( Jks. I am now in primary. I am a floater type of person I guess. I help out wherever they need me. I guess at first they wanted me to be a teacher but figured it would be hard to do that somedays when David traveled and Kameron isn't in nursery yet. There is this one little boy in Sunbeams who cries every Sunday. He doesn't like going to class so he just cries for his mom. So they like to have someone take him into a seperate room and talk to him and calm him down and then he can join everyone else. So today that was my job. Then once he was calm I went in with nursery. They were so wild today. it was really crazy in there today. We had to have six teachers in there for about 9 kids. Everyone was crying and not listening and it was chaotic. I love being in nursery though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;McKaila is getting so big. It is fun to hear the new sentences she comes up with everyday. She loves to give hugs and kisses. She is enjoying nursery and loves playing outside on her new little tykes climb thing with a slide. She is so cute encouraging Kameron to crawl. She is such a sweetheart (usually).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;I can't believe Kameron is going to be a year old next month. Where has the time gone? He is finally mobile. He is army crawling on the carpet and then when he gets on the marble he flips on his back and pushes himself around with his feet. It is too funny to watch. Once he feels the carpet though he flips back over. He is fighting a horrible cold. We took him to the doctors yesterday and they said he has a viral infection. He was given two different medications to take three times a day to help with his cough and runny nose. He is currently 9.4 kg which is about 20 lbs 6 oz. He has lost a little bit of weight since his doc. appointment for his horrible diaper rash. I think it is just because he is sick and he is mobile now so he is burning calories :) Man can this boy eat. The other night we had pancakes for dinner. Kameron at 1 1/2 pancakes and mcKaila only ate 1/2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;I have some good news. We will be back in the states early August. My baby sister, Eva, is getting married on August 9th. It is hard to believe. Now everyone in my family will be married. My brother and his wife Jeni just had their second son and they named him Karson. So now with all my nephews on my side and Davids I have nephews with the names: Karson, Kolton, Kadren and Kaden. That makes McKaila the only granddaughter for my mom and dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Last but not least I decided to add a few pictures of David and I ate a ball the other night. Oh and dont' mind the shiny faces. It was hot and our faces look very oily. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170542197439831874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8F0u96Rn0I/AAAAAAAAATE/nbPgVUKuiGI/s400/CIMG4779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170542717130874706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8F1NN6Rn1I/AAAAAAAAATM/s939BXreq9c/s400/CIMG4803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-5662831651135239663?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5662831651135239663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5662831651135239663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5662831651135239663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5662831651135239663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/02/february-in-nutshell.html' title='February in a nutshell'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8F0u96Rn0I/AAAAAAAAATE/nbPgVUKuiGI/s72-c/CIMG4779.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-7984480310332802342</id><published>2008-02-24T07:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:33:14.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Sophia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I have had the opportunity to meet this wonderful lady Lidia and her daughter Sophia. Lidia is here from Vietnam and she came to Bangkok to have her daughter because of the better hospital facilities. She also had gestational hypertension. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lidia is such a wonderful person. She had a friend Renee staying with her for a while and helping her with Sophia. We have had a wonderful time visiting as well. I am so sad that Renee leaves in two days :( I am also sad that Lidia and Sophia won't be here much longer either. Lidia and I decided that we need to be at the same post. We have so many things in common. I wish I would have met her when she first arrived here so we could have spent more time together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;McKaila I think is hinting to me that she wants a baby sister or something. She loves baby Sophia. She even named one of her baby dolls Sophia. Today at church a lady in the ward brought her 3 week old daughter, Anna, to church and McKaila walked up to the baby and just squatted down right in front of her and stared at her. She kept calling her Sophia. She must have gone up to her and stared at her 3 times before nursery. McKaila loved holding Sophia and she was upset when I said that mommy wanted to hold her. Kaila was counting her fingers, it was adorable. Too bad she is going to have to wait a while for a baby sister. We can't convince Daddy quite yet. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Beautiful Sophia Linh (pronounced Lynn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170530961805385474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8Fqg96RnwI/AAAAAAAAASk/rfG8ii6oilA/s400/CIMG4848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;McKaila counting Sophia's fingers&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8FuJd6RnzI/AAAAAAAAAS8/anpZ71yiKjw/s1600-h/CIMG4851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170534956124970802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8FuJd6RnzI/AAAAAAAAAS8/anpZ71yiKjw/s400/CIMG4851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8Ft5d6RnyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/SZCNSM078oY/s1600-h/CIMG4850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170534681247063842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8Ft5d6RnyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/SZCNSM078oY/s400/CIMG4850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8Fttd6RnxI/AAAAAAAAASs/dCd9qlSTUvg/s1600-h/CIMG4849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170534475088633618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8Fttd6RnxI/AAAAAAAAASs/dCd9qlSTUvg/s400/CIMG4849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1377028173383126995-7984480310332802342?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7984480310332802342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=7984480310332802342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7984480310332802342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7984480310332802342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/02/baby-sophia.html' title='Baby Sophia'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8Fqg96RnwI/AAAAAAAAASk/rfG8ii6oilA/s72-c/CIMG4848.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-1085642506840261544</id><published>2008-02-24T07:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T07:59:15.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;I am very fortunate to have to wonderful children who love to play with together. McKaila got a carseat and a stroller with some new babydolls for Christmas. I guess Kameron makes a better baby than the pretend dolls. LOL. Kameron loves every minute of it. They love one another and it is so sweet  to for McKaila and Kameron to be so excited to see each other every morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999900;"&gt;I am so glad that McKaila and Kameron are so close in age. They are best friends and I hope they remain that way through life. Since the day we brought Kameron home from the hospital there has not been one moment where McKaila felt jealous of him . She has only felt love. She has always been willing to get him a pacifier or a toy. She has been such a great big sister. Kameron loves his sister so much as well. He always kicks his legs and squeals with delight when he hears her voice (even when she wakes him up). I am so blessed to have such wonderful children. Here are a few pictures of Kameron being Kaila's baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kameron is getting a little too big for the doll's carseat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8FoSd6RnvI/AAAAAAAAASc/DEN_MF9W6Ak/s1600-h/CIMG4847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170528513674026738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8FoSd6RnvI/AAAAAAAAASc/DEN_MF9W6Ak/s400/CIMG4847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kaila pushing Kameron around in the stroller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170528036932656866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8Fn2t6RnuI/AAAAAAAAASU/YRjz45YDOOU/s400/CIMG4845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kameron loved being pushed around by his sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8Fnsd6RntI/AAAAAAAAASM/X_WgHWk_Imk/s1600-h/CIMG4842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170527860838997714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8Fnsd6RntI/AAAAAAAAASM/X_WgHWk_Imk/s400/CIMG4842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1377028173383126995-1085642506840261544?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/1085642506840261544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=1085642506840261544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1085642506840261544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/1085642506840261544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/02/playing-together.html' title='Playing Together'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R8FoSd6RnvI/AAAAAAAAASc/DEN_MF9W6Ak/s72-c/CIMG4847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5984335104079321346</id><published>2008-02-11T07:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T08:06:07.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my babies!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My kids are such goofballs sometimes. Here are some pictures from the last few days. They have been happy as usual (with the occasional temper tantrum). Sadie (our puppy) is adjusting well. Boy, can she eat. When we first got her she didn't eat to well and now she is making up for lost time I guess. We just had the vet come to our house and check out Sadie. For just $30 extra the vet will come to your house and he can basically do anything at your house that he could in his office. Most of my neighbors have dogs. It turned out that they all needed shots of some sort so we split it between 3 of us. The vet said Sadie is really small for a beagle. He said there are larger and smaller breeds of beagles but she is on the smaller side of the small breed :) She did well with her shot and is happily playing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here is Kameron being his usual happy self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R7BGNN6RnsI/AAAAAAAAASE/c5yUfdP4lXw/s1600-h/CIMG4746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165705965480287938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R7BGNN6RnsI/AAAAAAAAASE/c5yUfdP4lXw/s400/CIMG4746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got Kaila a new hat and she looked absolutely adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R7BGD96RnrI/AAAAAAAAAR8/YSGpIF2EFi8/s1600-h/CIMG4756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165705806566497970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R7BGD96RnrI/AAAAAAAAAR8/YSGpIF2EFi8/s400/CIMG4756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goofball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R7BFUt6RnqI/AAAAAAAAAR0/OfHPKhhidZ0/s1600-h/CIMG4725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165704994817679010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R7BFUt6RnqI/AAAAAAAAAR0/OfHPKhhidZ0/s400/CIMG4725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kameron has been obsessed with his tongue lately. He loves to stick it out and grab it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R7BE-t6RnpI/AAAAAAAAARs/fHr9rJSK9Qc/s1600-h/CIMG4721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165704616860556946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R7BE-t6RnpI/AAAAAAAAARs/fHr9rJSK9Qc/s400/CIMG4721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165703732097293954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R7BELN6RnoI/AAAAAAAAARk/X29moeNUUiw/s400/CIMG4755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R7BDLd6RnnI/AAAAAAAAARc/_yIRaAiSyWE/s1600-h/CIMG4754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165702636880633458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R7BDLd6RnnI/AAAAAAAAARc/_yIRaAiSyWE/s400/CIMG4754.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&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/1377028173383126995-5984335104079321346?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5984335104079321346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5984335104079321346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5984335104079321346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5984335104079321346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='I love my babies!!!'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R7BGNN6RnsI/AAAAAAAAASE/c5yUfdP4lXw/s72-c/CIMG4746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-3677189066812609598</id><published>2008-01-26T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T09:46:01.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Puppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;I don't know what I am getting myself into but we bought a new puppy today. We got a female beagle who is about 50 days old the guy said. We were out at the Chatachuk weekend market this morning and spotted all these puppies, kitties, rabbits, and squirrels (yes squirrels) for sale. At first we were going to buy a little bunny for McKaila. They were so tiny and even had on cute little outfits. We decided to keep walking and then we spotted the dogs. We talked about a dog a while ago but decided not too. I couldn't resist the little faces today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;David really likes bull dogs so that is what we were going to get. They had little baby bull dogs and they were adorable. I don't like them when they get older though. I think they get pretty ugly. The lady was asking for 15,000 baht ($454.00) and said the puppy had papers. We decided to keep walking and we'd talk about it when we got home. I somehow convinced David to get the bull dog. When we got up to the lady to ask to see the papers she said they didn't have any. A little bit of a language barrier. So we decided not to get the puppy. We went home and still talked about going back when the nanny got there. David and I agreed to go back and see if we could agree on a dog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;When we found the dogs I noticed these cute little tan beagle in the pin. I picked it up and noticed it was a boy. David and I talked about getting a girl. We wanted a smaller dog so it was hard to find ones that stay small. We put down the male beagle and started to leave. Just as we did someone came and put a black and brown beagle in the pin. I instantly fell in love. I flip the dog over and it was a girl. YEAH!!! We wanted to still shop around to see if there were any other dogs we'd want. We asked the guy if we gave him a downpayment if he would hold the dog while we shopped around a little more. He didn't understand so he walked us over to his friend that spoke english. By that time I had fallen in love. She is so adorable. We decided to name her Sadie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;David is so cute with her. He is actually lying on the couch with her and he just told me "you picked a good one momma". When we brought Sadie in the house McKaila was soooo excited. She squatted down in front of the kennel and was smiling and laughing and saying a bunch of jibberish. She just loves her. We tried taking her out for a walk to go potty and McKaila wanted to walk her. So we let her hold the leash and McKaila was trying to pull her along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;I don't know what I am getting myself into. I guess I'll be potty training two. McKaila is actually doing really well with potty training. I can't believe my first born is 2 years old already. Alright I'll stop being sad. Enjoy the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159793232210569602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R5tEm2BgKYI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Qt2tXvmPkK8/s400/CIMG4687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159793507088476562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R5tE22BgKZI/AAAAAAAAARE/S-RseJFqrBk/s400/CIMG4689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159794172808407458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R5tFdmBgKaI/AAAAAAAAARM/3kOz3n0CUtY/s400/CIMG4692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159796225802774962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R5tHVGBgKbI/AAAAAAAAARU/CEVPGknPUcE/s400/CIMG4695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-3677189066812609598?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3677189066812609598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=3677189066812609598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3677189066812609598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3677189066812609598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-puppy.html' title='New Puppy'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R5tEm2BgKYI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Qt2tXvmPkK8/s72-c/CIMG4687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-716879291957810285</id><published>2008-01-15T08:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T09:20:54.179-05:00</updated><title type='text'>McKaila's 2nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;McKaila turned 2 years old yesterday. Where has the past 2 years gone? We decided to go to Safari World to celebrate. For the past two weeks she has been asking to see elephants. We decided we would do it for her birthday so we told her that when she asked. Everyday for the past two weeks she has been saying "elephants monday" and "elephants birthday". We went into her room on her birthday to sing to her and when we were done she said "elephants monday." We told her that today is monday and we are going and she got so happy. It was the cutest thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;We were at Safari World for 7 hours. The kids did so well. McKaila had a little breakdown but it was because she kept playing with the umbrella on the stroller and she was told not to. Other than that no problems. Kameron had a few breakdowns but that was to be expected. He woke up at 8 and he didn't take a nap until 4:30 as we were leaving the park. He usually is going down for his second nap of the day at 4:30. He slept for maybe 10 minutes. They were so worn out. We saw so much at the park. I only posted a few pictures but that is because we had so many pictures I only picked a few of my favorites. When we first got to the park our driver drove us around in "Safari Park". There were a bunch of animals just roaming around. We saw ostrich's (which were pecking at our window), zebras, giraffes, rhino's, bears and much more. We also saw tigers and lions being fed. Inside "Marine Park" we saw a sea lion show, elephant show, dolphin and belluga whale show and a stuntman cowboy show. We had such a blast on our little trip. I hope McKaila can remember this for years to come. Enjoy the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kameron is such a goof ball. This is him playing around while we were waiting for the dolphin/belluga whale show to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4y7V-d-vtI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YA8C1H5lAwk/s1600-h/CIMG4502.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155701659652767442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4y7V-d-vtI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YA8C1H5lAwk/s400/CIMG4502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here is David petting a giraffe. He found out that their favorite spot is by their ears. It was so cute. He would pet by their ears and they would turn their head a little bit more towards David. I knew that giraffes had long tongues but my goodness. They were really long. McKaila got to feed the giraffes bananas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4y44ed-vrI/AAAAAAAAAQc/NKSLksLenRM/s1600-h/CIMG2105.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155698953823370930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4y44ed-vrI/AAAAAAAAAQc/NKSLksLenRM/s400/CIMG2105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155700560141139650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4y6V-d-vsI/AAAAAAAAAQk/AMGBoW91rgU/s400/CIMG4523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This was McKaila's favorite part of the day. She looks a little frightened here because the elephants trunk came up but she quickly got over it. The man gave her a carrot to feed to the elephant and McKaila threw it in front of the elephant :) Since yesterday McKaila says "ride elephant" all day long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4y3M-d-vqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Jj6G2qEiyqY/s1600-h/CIMG2115.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155697106987433634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4y3M-d-vqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Jj6G2qEiyqY/s400/CIMG2115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here is Kameron with a trainer sitting on top of an elephant. Kameron loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4y2Oed-vpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YLRU3JT4b_E/s1600-h/CIMG2111.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155696033245609618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4y2Oed-vpI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YLRU3JT4b_E/s400/CIMG2111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here we are holding two baby tigers. It was so much fun to hold them and feed them. The bottle for the tiger David was holding was out of milk so the tiger kept trying to get milk from the bottle for my tiger. The kids loved them. I don't know what is up with my face in this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4yxsud-vnI/AAAAAAAAAP8/XTIeNHJoZB0/s1600-h/CIMG2096.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155691055378513522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4yxsud-vnI/AAAAAAAAAP8/XTIeNHJoZB0/s400/CIMG2096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-716879291957810285?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/716879291957810285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=716879291957810285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/716879291957810285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/716879291957810285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/01/mckailas-2nd-birthday.html' title='McKaila&apos;s 2nd Birthday'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4y7V-d-vtI/AAAAAAAAAQs/YA8C1H5lAwk/s72-c/CIMG4502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-4895207293231704298</id><published>2008-01-13T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T09:49:55.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4ojbed-vmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2ucxL_S6P3g/s1600-h/CIMG4332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154971678421204578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4ojbed-vmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2ucxL_S6P3g/s400/CIMG4332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oi1ud-vlI/AAAAAAAAAPs/SxkMNIv1YY8/s1600-h/CIMG4341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154971029881142866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oi1ud-vlI/AAAAAAAAAPs/SxkMNIv1YY8/s400/CIMG4341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oiXud-vkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/LYDDXYQyaBg/s1600-h/CIMG4327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154970514485067330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oiXud-vkI/AAAAAAAAAPk/LYDDXYQyaBg/s400/CIMG4327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are just some pictures that David and I took yesterday. Enjoy&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4ohGed-vjI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NoZVZp5K0cc/s1600-h/CIMG4326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154969118620696114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4ohGed-vjI/AAAAAAAAAPc/NoZVZp5K0cc/s400/CIMG4326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4of3ed-viI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YVlg8UBP_14/s1600-h/CIMG4316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154967761411030562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4of3ed-viI/AAAAAAAAAPU/YVlg8UBP_14/s400/CIMG4316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4ofFOd-vhI/AAAAAAAAAPM/fncH3-z5DuQ/s1600-h/CIMG4315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154966898122604050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4ofFOd-vhI/AAAAAAAAAPM/fncH3-z5DuQ/s400/CIMG4315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/1377028173383126995-4895207293231704298?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/4895207293231704298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=4895207293231704298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4895207293231704298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/4895207293231704298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/01/some-pictures.html' title='Some pictures'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4ojbed-vmI/AAAAAAAAAP0/2ucxL_S6P3g/s72-c/CIMG4332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-3337596790697152097</id><published>2008-01-13T07:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T09:18:03.701-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;New year and a new house. We are have finally unpacked all of our boxes and the house is getting set up. Our walls are a little bare because we have concrete walls and it is very difficult to hang pictures or anything else. Nothing gets you moved in more than having company over. We have had a lot of people over for dinner. Last night we had two families come over. It was great fun but ended up with us having a broken table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;David has been home and not traveling that much since his 3 week cargo ship. I have been very lucky to have him home so much. The kids have enjoyed him being home as well. We both had to give talks today in church. It went pretty well. I didn't take very long so David had more time to talk but he did really well stretching it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;Tomorrow McKaila turns 2. Where has the time gone? We are going to Safari World for the day. David and I are really excited. For the last two weeks McKaila keeps saying "Monday elephants" "Monday birthday". She loves elephants and keeps asking to go. We hired a driver and are leaving at about 8:30 in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"&gt;So here are the pictures of our house. It is kinda messy but that is because we are going out of town tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Here is the outside of the house&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154963217335631362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4obu-d-vgI/AAAAAAAAAPE/sJkhn59a2gc/s400/CIMG4304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is what you see when you enter our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154942318024768658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oIued-vJI/AAAAAAAAAMM/SYEX1muarkE/s400/CIMG4367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The liv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ing room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154942880665484450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oJPOd-vKI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OcFzB-6fS5o/s400/CIMG4369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Play room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154960000405126626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oYzud-veI/AAAAAAAAAO0/6PGYdVIg9iM/s400/CIMG4371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dining Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154958716209905106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oXo-d-vdI/AAAAAAAAAOs/NuuhiPXlDw4/s400/CIMG4372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154946947999513810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oM7-d-vNI/AAAAAAAAAMs/q2u2P-h7UYA/s400/CIMG4375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;McKaila's Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154947437625785570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oNYed-vOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/XF9L5zm6G34/s400/CIMG4361.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154947849942646002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oNwed-vPI/AAAAAAAAAM8/TLJA2VmzpIc/s400/CIMG4362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154948172065193218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oODOd-vQI/AAAAAAAAANE/-VLX8_FH5Vk/s400/CIMG4363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kamerons Room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154948975224077586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oOx-d-vRI/AAAAAAAAANM/2dVsBReAIW4/s400/CIMG4357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Master Bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154950156340084018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oP2ud-vTI/AAAAAAAAANc/omiVM039U3E/s400/CIMG4350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154950688916028738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oQVud-vUI/AAAAAAAAANk/rADO3w_iods/s400/CIMG4351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154950950909033810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oQk-d-vVI/AAAAAAAAANs/gHp79ictG9c/s400/CIMG4352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154952123435105650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oRpOd-vXI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Shd9X7c3Fg8/s400/CIMG4353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our new screen for our projector tv (in our bedroom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154953274486340994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oSsOd-vYI/AAAAAAAAAOE/UuNIHskIeCY/s400/CIMG4349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154955898711358898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oVE-d-vbI/AAAAAAAAAOc/xcEus0AEhX0/s400/CIMG4356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154954112004963730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oTc-d-vZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JnU-ueJXXBI/s400/CIMG4355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Guest bathroom. david loves that it has a urinal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154956603085995458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4oVt-d-vcI/AAAAAAAAAOk/9PZIdE0HUFk/s400/CIMG4373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-3337596790697152097?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/3337596790697152097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=3337596790697152097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3337596790697152097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/3337596790697152097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-new-house.html' title='Our New House'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R4obu-d-vgI/AAAAAAAAAPE/sJkhn59a2gc/s72-c/CIMG4304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5373562641683520685</id><published>2007-12-24T05:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T05:52:10.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocean World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;It has been so nice having David home during the holidays. We have been able to spend a lot of quality time together. We have taken the kids to the largest aquarium in Bangkok, known as Ocean World. We got yearly passes because we plan on going a lot. They have sharks, stingrays, penguins, giant lobsters, turtles and lots of different kinds of fish. The nice thing about it is that it has new stuff all the time. There is also a little padded playground in there so the kids can run around while the parents talk. On Thursday, the kids and I met some friends from church at Ocean World. David was hoping to go but had to go into work for a couple of hours. We had a lot of fun. McKaila enjoyed spending time with her friends. Here are a few pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;This is McKaila, Jack and Jane sitting in the middle of the floor watching the t.v.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147483179602328610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R2-Ired-vCI/AAAAAAAAALM/i_7mCfjGUHs/s400/CIMG4049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jack, McKaila and Jane. What a bunch of cute kids.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147487066547731554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R2-MNud-vGI/AAAAAAAAALs/4EAS7UzWTn8/s400/CIMG4050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kameron was a little confused with the Santa penguin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147484511042190402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R2-J4-d-vEI/AAAAAAAAALc/mi8ck3mw4Hc/s400/CIMG4055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Santa in the fish tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147485597668916306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R2-K4Od-vFI/AAAAAAAAALk/o5o5cg75PMo/s400/CIMG4062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;McKaila petting a real snake. I was surprised that she actually touched it. She was also trying to squeeze it. We are working on that one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147488629915827314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R2-Noud-vHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/JOso3NvKd7k/s400/CIMG4068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;I hope you liked the pictures. We have had a blast hanging out with new friends and playing with daddy. He sure is a great dad. We hope everyone has a merry Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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-family:Arial;"&gt;&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/1377028173383126995-5373562641683520685?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5373562641683520685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5373562641683520685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5373562641683520685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5373562641683520685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2007/12/ocean-world.html' title='Ocean World'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R2-Ired-vCI/AAAAAAAAALM/i_7mCfjGUHs/s72-c/CIMG4049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-5618543067356207185</id><published>2007-12-12T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T08:42:17.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Almost Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;Just a few more days till David is home. These last couple of weeks haven't been as bad as I thought they would be. The kids were pretty good and since we hired Janet (maid/nanny) I have been able to get out and run errands by myself. It takes a lot less time getting groceries without a child on my back and a child in a stroller. I got to talk to David on the phone today. I hope it isn't going to cost us an arm and a leg again. I have missed him so much. I'll be glad when he is home safe and sound. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;We have been trying to stay busy this last week as we anticipate our move and David's arrival. Monday night we went over to the Hillman's house for family night. They are such a neat family. They have two kids. Jack is 4 and Jane is 2. Jack was so cute with Kameron. He was saying peek-a-boo in Thai and Kameron loved it. Probably because it sounded pretty funny :) Tuesday we went over to the Beck's house to play. She has a daughter named Madeline and she is 18 months old. She also has identical twin boys, Isaac and Lucas, and they are 4. The kids played for a while and then we went down to the pool because the boys had swimming lessons. McKaila was wearing a life jacket and we put her in the baby pool. The water goes up to her chest probably. She was trying to get a rubber duck or something in the pool and she fell forward in the water. With the life jacket on she couldn't get herself to stand back up so her face was in the water. Her eyes were above water but her nose and mouth were under. I was fully dressed and holding Kameron. I jump in the water and pull her up. Katherine, madeline's mom, had shorts on so she could get in with them but she was chasing Madeline somewhere. She felt bad that she wasn't there to get McKaila. I don't care about being wet because I saved my daughters life. I think this is the 3rd time we have had a scare like this in the water with her. I think we are going to get her into swimming lessons. Needless to say she was done swimming for the day. Poor thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;This might be my last blog for a little while. We move in to our new house in two days and I'll be busy organizing and shopping for things to help organize I'm sure. Hopefully I will be able to blog soon after but I don't know. I hope everyone has a wonderful rest of the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-5618543067356207185?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/5618543067356207185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=5618543067356207185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5618543067356207185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/5618543067356207185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2007/12/hes-almost-home.html' title='He&apos;s Almost Home'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-9221012168432145544</id><published>2007-12-06T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:46:42.911-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kameron's First Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I finally cut Kameron's hair. It was pretty long. The hairs above his ears always stuck straight out. I was hoping to wait till David got home but it needed to be done. I was pretty nervous considering I don't cut hair but it turned out cute. Atleast I think so. He kept moving his head so it took me about 45 minutes to cut his little hair. Then today I had to fix some pieces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;8 more days till David is home. I cannot wait. I am more excited for him to come home than I am excited for Christmas, and I love Christmas. It seems like he has been gone for so long. I have to try and keep myself busy so I don't think about 8 more days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;McKaila has definetly hit the terrible two's. She has changed since we've been in Bangkok. She used to not be shy around strangers and now she is. I think it is because so many Thai's want to touch her and see her that she has become annoyed and now she spits at people. Nice huh. She doesn't spit spit though, it is more of a blowing raspberries type of blowing but it is horrible. Everytime Janet, the nanny, comes in the house McKaila does that to her. I thought it was just the nanny but we were in the elevator and some Thai lady was saying hi to her and how cute she was and McKaila did her little spitting thing. I am so embaressed by it. Oh and she bit the nanny yesterday while I was out shopping. She even left a bruise on her arm. I asked the nanny if McKaila was being mean or just playing and she said just playing. Still I felt so bad. McKaila shouldn't even play bite. AAHHHH!!!!!! What am I going to do with this child? Well, enjoy the pictures of Kamerons new hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140868174387868066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R1gIXft_8aI/AAAAAAAAAKg/A-v_adoUS1I/s400/CIMG3952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140869518712631730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R1gJlvt_8bI/AAAAAAAAAKo/aPMlMjN3zME/s400/CIMG3953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After (his hair is just spiky in the second one to show how much was cut off. It looks uneven but thats because half of his hair was wet and the other half was dry so it didn't spike very well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140870094238249410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R1gKHPt_8cI/AAAAAAAAAKw/x1XBLfiFi50/s400/CIMG3974.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140870545209815506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R1gKhft_8dI/AAAAAAAAAK4/LBMLHRKAYRg/s400/CIMG3962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-9221012168432145544?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/9221012168432145544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=9221012168432145544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/9221012168432145544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/9221012168432145544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2007/12/kamerons-first-haircut.html' title='Kameron&apos;s First Haircut'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R1gIXft_8aI/AAAAAAAAAKg/A-v_adoUS1I/s72-c/CIMG3952.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-8910324385199677366</id><published>2007-12-04T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:31:09.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>McKaila's First Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;Now that my sister-in-laws episode of Extreme Makeover: Home Edition has been shown, I can now post pictures of McKaila's first hair cut. Karia cut her hair for me. I think it turned out adorable.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Karia was smart and gave her a sucker to distract her.&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140104649461723490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R1VR8ft_8WI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qN373wQj-5M/s400/CIMG3805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140105456915575154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R1VSrft_8XI/AAAAAAAAAKI/GctDDyIVeF0/s400/CIMG3810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140107754723078530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R1VUxPt_8YI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8JPS9f4Jcvw/s400/CIMG3812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140108566471897490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R1VVgft_8ZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/n_4Ux8QbqfA/s400/CIMG3819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-8910324385199677366?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/8910324385199677366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=8910324385199677366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/8910324385199677366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/8910324385199677366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2007/12/mckailas-first-haircut.html' title='McKaila&apos;s First Haircut'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R1VR8ft_8WI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qN373wQj-5M/s72-c/CIMG3805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-6757675396596523859</id><published>2007-12-02T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T08:36:51.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Goes By So Slowly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Time seems to stand still when you don't feel good. The kids and I are all sick. Kameron has had explosive diarhhea leading to loads of laundry, McKaila has been throwing up everywhere, and I have just been feeling really sick and very tired. (No I'm not pregnant). I have not been sleeping well so the days just drag on and on. We were hoping to move into our house earlier but that isn't going to happen. So we are still set for the 14th to move in and have every delivered at once. Janet (the maid/nanny) and I walked over to the new house last night. It was pretty dark because they didn't have the electricity on but it looks nice and clean. They have repainted all the walls and even the outside. I am just anxious to get in and get settled down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was able to talk to David on the phone today. It was so good to hear his voice. I know I am pathetic but I haven't gone this long without talking to him before. He is doing well. He is in Alaska right now and is bored out of his mind. There really isn't anything to do on the ship but watch movies and exercise. He still has about 12 days left on their. Poor guy. The stuff he does for his family :) I can't wait till that paycheck comes in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I hope everyone is doing well. For once this week I'm hopefully going to go to bed before midnight. Even sleeping pills aren't helping me. I don't know what is going on. Until next time...&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/1377028173383126995-6757675396596523859?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/6757675396596523859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=6757675396596523859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6757675396596523859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/6757675396596523859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2007/12/time-goes-by-so-slowly.html' title='Time Goes By So Slowly'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-7764940942585911768</id><published>2007-11-27T05:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T05:17:45.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Days To Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;David left today for a 18 days straight. He is going on a cargo ship trip. He flies to California for two days and the rest of the time he is on the sea. I'm sad that he is going to be gone for so long but he makes great money on this trip. They get a lot of overtime. Just in time for Christmas. I also just found out that he'll be home for Christmas and New Years. Unless of course something changes. He has to turn in his passport to obtain his Thai visa. Without the passport he can't travel. YEAH!!!! He also has the kids birthdays off as well as mine and his own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;We just hired a nanny/maid. Her name is Jean and she is Philipino. She starts working tomorrow. I hope everything works out with her. We finally are able to move into our townhome on Dec. 14. David will get home at 11 pm the next day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;McKaila is growing so fast. When we first got here we had to take her to the doc. because she had an ear infection. The doc. were a little concerned about her weight. She was around 22.4 lbs and had lost weight since her last appointment. We were at a grocery store last night and we weighed her on this scale that was really cheap and it said she weighed 11.4 kg which is roughly 25 lbs. She has become such a little porker. The other night we ordered pizza and she ate two slices. Kameron is doing well. Still lazy and doesn't want to have anything to do with crawling. Oh well. It'll happen before I know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nothing else to add up to this point. I hope everyone is doing well and had a wonderful Thanksgiving.&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/1377028173383126995-7764940942585911768?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/7764940942585911768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=7764940942585911768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7764940942585911768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/7764940942585911768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2007/11/18-days-to-go.html' title='18 Days To Go'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-207214853154436542</id><published>2007-11-22T09:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T09:56:41.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here are some pictures for you to enjoy. My last blog was long so I'm giving you something enjoyable to look at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;McKaila giving me a fake smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135674431470790754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R0WUr3nfaGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/CPwWSRDmxjs/s400/CIMG3936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My handsome little boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135675423608236146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R0WVlnnfaHI/AAAAAAAAAJg/CaqXOXxe75c/s400/CIMG3939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She has the cutest smile when she wants to smile.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135676342731237506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R0WWbHnfaII/AAAAAAAAAJo/F8u7LO-CnKw/s400/CIMG3930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ronald McDonald is giving the Wai. Sawadeeka Ronald!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135677163069991058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R0WXK3nfaJI/AAAAAAAAAJw/AzbwZzq_Nw0/s400/CIMG3927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mmmmm. These are some good toes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135678473035016354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R0WYXHnfaKI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/w8qEbz3ffds/s400/CIMG3928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-207214853154436542?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/207214853154436542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=207214853154436542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/207214853154436542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/207214853154436542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2007/11/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R0WUr3nfaGI/AAAAAAAAAJY/CPwWSRDmxjs/s72-c/CIMG3936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-32984677413041271</id><published>2007-11-22T09:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T09:35:23.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to everyone. We had a great Thanksgiving. David and I have been talking about getting another laptop. The reason being is that he is going on this cargo ship for 3 weeks and can't take our one and only laptop. He can't do that because otherwise I won't have any way of contacting my family or checking emails. We still don't have our home computer but hopefully the ship docked today. So we are still another two weeks out. Anyway... since David wouldn't be able to take the laptop he would have no way of contacting me and no way of watching movies, playing games, etc... So today we went out and bought ME a new laptop. YEAH!!!! I am really excited. Now we can communicate with each other while he is gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;I found out today that we won't be moving into our townhouse until Dec. 14th now. I was hoping to move into the house while David was gone. It would help keep me busy for 3 weeks. He comes home on the 15th of December. I am hoping my mother-in-law will be able to come and visit me while David is gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;So back to Thanksgiving day. We had our first ride on a tuk-tuk today. For those of you who don't know this is a tuk-tuk :) It kind of looks big in this picture but that is because I was standing close to it. They are pretty little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135668611790104658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R0WPZHnfaFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_J4gMacyeD8/s400/CIMG3933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;We had quite the experience. It was really cheap though. After we bought our laptop we decided to take a take a ride home so we could get dinner started. With tuk-tuks the price is negotiated before they take you to where you want. So they asked us where we were going and how much we would pay. We told them where we lived and said 40 baht. That is what we would pay a taxi so I don't know why we said we'd pay that much. Anyways he told us he would charge us 10 baht and he'd make one stop. If the drivers take people to this certain store, the store will give the drivers a coupon for free gas. So we said what the heck. We went to this jewelry store and looked around. Then we headed home. At first the tuk-tuk didn't seem so bad. The weather was nice so it wasn't extremely hot in it. I know why you don't take tuk-tuks too often though. Once you hit heavy traffic all you can smell is the exhaust. It was horrible. It was fun to finally take a tuk-tuk though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;We didn't really have big plans for Thanksgiving. We were going to have some potatoes and a little chicken. We can't fit a turkey in the oven here. It is really tiny. So we got a little chicken. Its about the size of the chicken you can buy in Albertsons or Walmart. You know the cooked ones ready to go. As we headed home a friend from church called and invited us over for dinner. We hadn't even started cooking so we decided to go over to their place. The food was great. There were lots of people there too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;In the spirit of Thanksgiving I want to list some things I am grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;*I'm grateful for my loving husband David. He is such a wonderful man.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm grateful for two beautiful children in which I can't imagine my life without them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;*I'm grateful for the health that I have as well as my families great health.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm thankful for temples. Without them my family wouldn't be able to be together for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm grateful for my parents and my siblings. They have put up with me all these years and still love me. They all made me the person I am today.&lt;br /&gt;*I'm thankful for all of my friends. For cheering me up when I needed it most or just being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of things I didn't list but I could go on forever. I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving. Our lives get extremely busy during this time of year but please stop and remember what you are most grateful for.&lt;/span&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="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1377028173383126995-32984677413041271?l=bizonchic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/feeds/32984677413041271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1377028173383126995&amp;postID=32984677413041271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/32984677413041271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1377028173383126995/posts/default/32984677413041271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bizonchic.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Rachael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07723835376944788998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/R0WPZHnfaFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/_J4gMacyeD8/s72-c/CIMG3933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1377028173383126995.post-6103918823037346333</id><published>2007-11-16T02:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T03:43:42.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;I am starting to catch up on my blogs now. The kids are being perfect angels for the time being. We'll see how long this lasts. McKaila took a 2 hour nap today. Lately it has only been an hour long nap and today it was 2. Yeah McKaila. Of course Kameron slept about 2 1/2 hours. He loves his sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;Well that didn't last long. McKaila dumped her chips all over the ground. It wouldn't be such a bad thing except we don't have a vaccuum. I just swept the carpets with a broom trying to get some stuff of the carpets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Well I can't post pictures yet of McKaila's first hair cut until after December 2nd. The reason for that being is that my sister-in-law Karia, cut her hair in her kitchen. For those who don't remember she and her family received the Extreme Makeover: Home Edition. I can't post any pictures of the inside of the house until it airs. Isn't it beautiful? For those who would like to watch their episode, it will be airing on December 2nd on ABC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133347478319360002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Rz1QVXnfaAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/A67n_UaoJXQ/s400/CIMG3822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We should hopefully have a Christmas this year (fingers crossed). The reason I say that is all of the presents and tree and decorations are all on the sea travling from Germany to here. I just called the government shipping office and I believe she said the boat with our stuff should dock on the 24th of November. Then it takes about two weeks more to clear customs and whatnot and then we have to schedule for it to be delivered. It is cutting it close. I think the first boxes we'll open will be the tree :) Christmas is my favorite holiday. I love decorating and singing Christmas songs and baking goodies. I'm sad that I can't decorate sooner but I can't do anything about it. We also have word that hopefully we'll be moving into the townhouse the first week of December. I know you are probably laughing with all the hopefully's and maybe's but nothing is certain with the government. David is also scheduled to work over Christmas. I don't know if I mentioned that in a previous post or not but he is supposed to be gone like December 20-Jan 4 or something like that. Hopefully the trip will get canceled so we can have Christmas on Christmas. I know the kids won't know and really won't care but I would like it to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Here a few more pictures of the kidlets playing around. Their happiness is wearing off quick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is always giving me big smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133352713884493842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Rz1VGHnfaBI/AAAAAAAAAIw/FFPvtbRIQ2A/s400/CIMG3901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;McKaila loves to sit by her brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133353319474882594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc7_D2zAn3A/Rz1VpXnfaCI/AAAAAAAAAI4/skDLkUWdMAA/s400/CIMG3861.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;She was bein
