<?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-2041992596439759792</id><updated>2012-01-29T21:05:55.947-06:00</updated><category term='brody and brooklyn'/><title type='text'>Liven Large and In Charge</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-5886641312747523864</id><published>2012-01-18T15:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T15:39:50.638-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XD3RLv-zd9c/Txc6fXaqgkI/AAAAAAAABHA/gwUroZmM0W4/s1600/IMG-20120110-00036.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XD3RLv-zd9c/Txc6fXaqgkI/AAAAAAAABHA/gwUroZmM0W4/s400/IMG-20120110-00036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699088163996860994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Say Cheese!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjuEeBzl7_Q/Txc6fGw1e0I/AAAAAAAABG0/CYqpTcVIE6c/s1600/IMG-20120110-00030.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjuEeBzl7_Q/Txc6fGw1e0I/AAAAAAAABG0/CYqpTcVIE6c/s400/IMG-20120110-00030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699088159526452034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Riding around in my automobile, With my baby at the wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uYHN3A46HwA/Txc6eNGVZpI/AAAAAAAABGo/lAchz83FX5s/s1600/IMG-20120107-00024.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uYHN3A46HwA/Txc6eNGVZpI/AAAAAAAABGo/lAchz83FX5s/s400/IMG-20120107-00024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699088144047367826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DJ Brody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QcZey_3Jbn0/Txc6d-4xuQI/AAAAAAAABGc/nqOBhuGjI5A/s1600/IMG-20120103-00023.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QcZey_3Jbn0/Txc6d-4xuQI/AAAAAAAABGc/nqOBhuGjI5A/s400/IMG-20120103-00023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699088140232407298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves it up there with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dadddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xWS_arBfll0/Txc5qKV8b7I/AAAAAAAABFg/ez7Us7TElRY/s1600/IMG-20111227-00018.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xWS_arBfll0/Txc5qKV8b7I/AAAAAAAABFg/ez7Us7TElRY/s400/IMG-20111227-00018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699087249954336690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She looks pure evil in this picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ5xRCSI81s/Txc5p65M9aI/AAAAAAAABFU/0PRMn0zVSSo/s1600/IMG-20111227-00017.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ5xRCSI81s/Txc5p65M9aI/AAAAAAAABFU/0PRMn0zVSSo/s400/IMG-20111227-00017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699087245807252898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bubba&lt;/span&gt; Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYNEpV4PHmQ/Txc5o0YZhvI/AAAAAAAABFI/h4_eSPewEhU/s1600/IMG-20111226-00016.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oYNEpV4PHmQ/Txc5o0YZhvI/AAAAAAAABFI/h4_eSPewEhU/s400/IMG-20111226-00016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699087226879182578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She thinks she's a big girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hangin&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bubba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U6U-ptzdU4Y/Txc5oZtUMII/AAAAAAAABE8/I5eWKhoO3zc/s1600/IMG-20111224-00014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U6U-ptzdU4Y/Txc5oZtUMII/AAAAAAAABE8/I5eWKhoO3zc/s400/IMG-20111224-00014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699087219719155842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun new trick, we have since baby proofed the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGld5lClai0/Txc5oAc8AtI/AAAAAAAABEw/eYFWpEMhedo/s1600/IMG-20111219-00011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EGld5lClai0/Txc5oAc8AtI/AAAAAAAABEw/eYFWpEMhedo/s400/IMG-20111219-00011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699087212939576018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He fell asleep with a french fry in his mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bs2kFatviHM/Txc5Qz5w2MI/AAAAAAAABEk/WWC2ulRFuBU/s1600/IMG-20111214-00003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bs2kFatviHM/Txc5Qz5w2MI/AAAAAAAABEk/WWC2ulRFuBU/s400/IMG-20111214-00003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699086814433827010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He can't seem to find his cracker, and he my be a little drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iPpQTulSZ0/Txc5P9WgYLI/AAAAAAAABEY/CBO0yuJ4zPo/s1600/IMG-20111203-00232.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_iPpQTulSZ0/Txc5P9WgYLI/AAAAAAAABEY/CBO0yuJ4zPo/s400/IMG-20111203-00232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699086799790432434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you look close he is still hanging onto his balloon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9jVuXpsgkHA/Txc5PTLsY2I/AAAAAAAABEM/83OQ8no7HWI/s1600/IMG-20111123-00225.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9jVuXpsgkHA/Txc5PTLsY2I/AAAAAAAABEM/83OQ8no7HWI/s400/IMG-20111123-00225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699086788470793058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbZkJAoCUmQ/Txc5On36GXI/AAAAAAAABEA/QVCaCovNVNY/s1600/IMG-20111122-00222.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CbZkJAoCUmQ/Txc5On36GXI/AAAAAAAABEA/QVCaCovNVNY/s400/IMG-20111122-00222.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699086776845080946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Double whammy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f2f4KaF0sTk/Txc5OUgQLDI/AAAAAAAABD0/4UHYv5s7PbM/s1600/IMG-20111121-00219.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f2f4KaF0sTk/Txc5OUgQLDI/AAAAAAAABD0/4UHYv5s7PbM/s400/IMG-20111121-00219.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699086771645590578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Late night trip to the ER with a VERY sick boy right!!! So I thought, it was croup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-5886641312747523864?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5886641312747523864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5886641312747523864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5886641312747523864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5886641312747523864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2012/01/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-XD3RLv-zd9c/Txc6fXaqgkI/AAAAAAAABHA/gwUroZmM0W4/s72-c/IMG-20120110-00036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-1175910935614682673</id><published>2012-01-18T15:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T15:25:54.807-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying New Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-out866a7Vbg/Txc4Y782I_I/AAAAAAAABDo/M2P5JwCVftI/s1600/IMG-20111227-00019.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-out866a7Vbg/Txc4Y782I_I/AAAAAAAABDo/M2P5JwCVftI/s400/IMG-20111227-00019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699085854521566194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9EANOsQMTA/Txc4YgpQd1I/AAAAAAAABDc/InxPmDK5aOI/s1600/IMG-20111227-00022.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L9EANOsQMTA/Txc4YgpQd1I/AAAAAAAABDc/InxPmDK5aOI/s400/IMG-20111227-00022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699085847191648082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that we can check &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spaghetti&lt;/span&gt; off as a hit!! They loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1175910935614682673?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1175910935614682673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1175910935614682673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1175910935614682673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1175910935614682673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2012/01/trying-new-things.html' title='Trying New Things'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-out866a7Vbg/Txc4Y782I_I/AAAAAAAABDo/M2P5JwCVftI/s72-c/IMG-20111227-00019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-7427487854178635383</id><published>2012-01-18T15:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T15:22:10.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Beethoven..</title><content type='html'>If you know Brody you know that he loves music. This little guy dances as soon&lt;div&gt; as he hears any type of beat. It doesn't matter what the tune is or what style of music, except country he doesn't care for that too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a7bc8d32bbd45d55" 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.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da7bc8d32bbd45d55%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379622%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5647649B77CEAF5ADAAF468508DF0DD70380421D.754B87C164A4B27B304E0E7330887730539B2907%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da7bc8d32bbd45d55%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCK0wZbZ2G2ugPd2sCv25L1LzkLA&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.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da7bc8d32bbd45d55%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379622%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5647649B77CEAF5ADAAF468508DF0DD70380421D.754B87C164A4B27B304E0E7330887730539B2907%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da7bc8d32bbd45d55%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCK0wZbZ2G2ugPd2sCv25L1LzkLA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-7427487854178635383?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/7427487854178635383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=7427487854178635383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7427487854178635383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7427487854178635383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-beethoven.html' title='Little Beethoven..'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-7235846256393874670</id><published>2012-01-18T15:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T15:14:12.592-06:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5wNkzUSWeI/Txc1gGzOieI/AAAAAAAABDQ/NMkAZXqZ0fc/s1600/IMG-20111217-00008.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q5wNkzUSWeI/Txc1gGzOieI/AAAAAAAABDQ/NMkAZXqZ0fc/s400/IMG-20111217-00008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699082679158213090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KLNqlA8Upws/Txc1fwCjhcI/AAAAAAAABDE/xPx5Wp22pRg/s1600/IMG-20111217-00006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KLNqlA8Upws/Txc1fwCjhcI/AAAAAAAABDE/xPx5Wp22pRg/s400/IMG-20111217-00006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699082673048487362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These two were not afraid to dive in and get started on something sweet. I know that the cakes are bright and colorful but don't be alarmed they didn't consume much!!! It was so fun to celebrate with all most of our family and some friends. Being One is great for me, I feel like we have so much freedom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-7235846256393874670?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/7235846256393874670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=7235846256393874670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7235846256393874670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7235846256393874670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-babies.html' title='birthday babies'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-Q5wNkzUSWeI/Txc1gGzOieI/AAAAAAAABDQ/NMkAZXqZ0fc/s72-c/IMG-20111217-00008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-90302684344336731</id><published>2012-01-08T22:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T22:07:23.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>Well I never got around to a christmas card or a new years card, so Merry Christmas and happy New year. Poor braxten right when we got there to take pictures he got sick and so he thought he felt better so we started to take pictures, only for him to throw up two more times, so he doesn't look well, we probably should have rescheduled the shoot, but I was trying to get christmas cards sent out so I was being selfish. I was hoping for a better pic, but none the less this is what we got, I think I look good!!!!! anyways hope everyone had an amazing christmas and fun with their families like we did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-90302684344336731?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/90302684344336731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=90302684344336731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/90302684344336731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/90302684344336731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-8159679566452988136</id><published>2011-12-15T12:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T12:38:32.855-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been a Year</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that the time has flown by, or maybe the last few months have, but my babies are 1 today!!! I can't believe it. They have gotten so big and love life. They are pretty happy babies all the time, unless Brody is hungry he gets mean, just like his dad. I'm so grateful for the joy and happiness they have brought into our lives. I'll post more late I just wanted to give them a shout out!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eP97L3rQUzY/Tuo-JTo3EhI/AAAAAAAABB8/oW5EWanubFo/s1600/Northeast%2BTarrant-20101219-00017.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eP97L3rQUzY/Tuo-JTo3EhI/AAAAAAAABB8/oW5EWanubFo/s400/Northeast%2BTarrant-20101219-00017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686425809120072210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcX_XRS9EWY/Tuo-Jg1N1MI/AAAAAAAABCI/-kWw-dxThrI/s1600/SSPX0110_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcX_XRS9EWY/Tuo-Jg1N1MI/AAAAAAAABCI/-kWw-dxThrI/s400/SSPX0110_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686425812661556418" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooklyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5cOICKoQdIE/Tuo-KHfQ8jI/AAAAAAAABCU/ZKnC5d_YnYQ/s1600/IMG_1175.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5cOICKoQdIE/Tuo-KHfQ8jI/AAAAAAAABCU/ZKnC5d_YnYQ/s400/IMG_1175.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686425823038468658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't even tell they were 32 wks and 6 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-8159679566452988136?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/8159679566452988136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=8159679566452988136' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/8159679566452988136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/8159679566452988136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-been-year.html' title='It&apos;s Been a Year'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-eP97L3rQUzY/Tuo-JTo3EhI/AAAAAAAABB8/oW5EWanubFo/s72-c/Northeast%2BTarrant-20101219-00017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-7434942100677557401</id><published>2011-11-16T10:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:26:38.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Choo Choo Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So this is how the train got started. Hanging out side by side taking turns being pushed around the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7OKOM8Q758/TsRvqxWLi6I/AAAAAAAABBs/UiXZ0mlsAQo/s1600/Northeast%2BTarrant-20111112-00213.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N7OKOM8Q758/TsRvqxWLi6I/AAAAAAAABBs/UiXZ0mlsAQo/s400/Northeast%2BTarrant-20111112-00213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675784210985225122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then is turned to this, me pushing them like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VLxPgoM5IvY/TsRvqjshJuI/AAAAAAAABBg/WRw8nXbfE-4/s1600/Northeast%2BTarrant-20111112-00212.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VLxPgoM5IvY/TsRvqjshJuI/AAAAAAAABBg/WRw8nXbfE-4/s400/Northeast%2BTarrant-20111112-00212.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675784207320819426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Dad came home and out did me big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upr9D0QDlSU/TsRvph67-MI/AAAAAAAABBU/RprjqpJ2Iow/s1600/DSCN1810.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-upr9D0QDlSU/TsRvph67-MI/AAAAAAAABBU/RprjqpJ2Iow/s400/DSCN1810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675784189664557250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K-JIsLt2FWM/TsRvpN063aI/AAAAAAAABBI/bb6UWzGWhYw/s1600/DSCN1811.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K-JIsLt2FWM/TsRvpN063aI/AAAAAAAABBI/bb6UWzGWhYw/s400/DSCN1811.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675784184270609826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PufcRkzD0tM/TsRvM-jS2YI/AAAAAAAABA8/PqyCXWm2hzM/s1600/DSCN1812.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PufcRkzD0tM/TsRvM-jS2YI/AAAAAAAABA8/PqyCXWm2hzM/s400/DSCN1812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675783699133815170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait this looks fun I want in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qYnhJv9tTfk/TsRvMB2yyeI/AAAAAAAABAw/lZWvM7m-Aos/s1600/DSCN1813.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qYnhJv9tTfk/TsRvMB2yyeI/AAAAAAAABAw/lZWvM7m-Aos/s400/DSCN1813.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675783682841037282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about the next best thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JUfwk3FJw1s/TsRvL5h53TI/AAAAAAAABAk/8lqTOvzvVE0/s1600/DSCN1814.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JUfwk3FJw1s/TsRvL5h53TI/AAAAAAAABAk/8lqTOvzvVE0/s400/DSCN1814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675783680605936946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QvqnZw-lF8U/TsRvK8PYv8I/AAAAAAAABAY/T7pnSCwX6ZE/s1600/DSCN1818.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QvqnZw-lF8U/TsRvK8PYv8I/AAAAAAAABAY/T7pnSCwX6ZE/s400/DSCN1818.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675783664153706434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U-lJ9p4jSXw/TsRvK703l2I/AAAAAAAABAM/JSw8ROZGGcQ/s1600/DSCN1819.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U-lJ9p4jSXw/TsRvK703l2I/AAAAAAAABAM/JSw8ROZGGcQ/s400/DSCN1819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675783664042481506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pure joy they had so much fun, and I'm glad that I have such a creative husband, and he loves to play with his kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-7434942100677557401?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/7434942100677557401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=7434942100677557401' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7434942100677557401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7434942100677557401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/11/choo-choo-soul.html' title='Choo Choo Soul'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-N7OKOM8Q758/TsRvqxWLi6I/AAAAAAAABBs/UiXZ0mlsAQo/s72-c/Northeast%2BTarrant-20111112-00213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-7987407654061147262</id><published>2011-11-16T10:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T10:26:44.795-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Flinestones!!!</title><content type='html'>We always go all out for Halloween it really is one of our favorite holidays. This year we went as the Flinestones, with the neighbor kid Bam-Bam!! Of course they didn't get the idea of the costumes or trick or treating, but it was fun for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xwE9iu86zEs/TsPi98dVBqI/AAAAAAAAA-g/6R9TxqAd7B0/s400/DSCN1779.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675629509245994658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JOhGio_CVLw/TsPi-aA0uRI/AAAAAAAAA-s/g0eUD3oP_zg/s1600/DSCN1786.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JOhGio_CVLw/TsPi-aA0uRI/AAAAAAAAA-s/g0eUD3oP_zg/s400/DSCN1786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675629517179500818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JOhGio_CVLw/TsPi-aA0uRI/AAAAAAAAA-s/g0eUD3oP_zg/s1600/DSCN1786.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JOhGio_CVLw/TsPi-aA0uRI/AAAAAAAAA-s/g0eUD3oP_zg/s400/DSCN1786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675629517179500818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GKjxUzmXy1s/TsPi_bwm5uI/AAAAAAAAA_E/_ScWR8mdq5w/s1600/DSCN1787.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GKjxUzmXy1s/TsPi_bwm5uI/AAAAAAAAA_E/_ScWR8mdq5w/s400/DSCN1787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675629534828226274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two of the cutest bats I know stopped by to say hi, and hang out for a bit before meeting up with some of their friends. They didn't stick around for the haunted house though, that post is coming soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-7987407654061147262?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/7987407654061147262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=7987407654061147262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7987407654061147262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7987407654061147262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/11/meet-flinestones.html' title='Meet the Flinestones!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-xwE9iu86zEs/TsPi98dVBqI/AAAAAAAAA-g/6R9TxqAd7B0/s72-c/DSCN1779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-2834999460222189829</id><published>2011-10-26T20:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T20:34:54.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From Pumpkin Buns to Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So as a mom I felt required to take the kids to the Pumpkin patch this year. Justin went out of town and i knew that this wouldn't be one of his favorite things to go do. He HATES picture taken and thinks that I'm torturing the kids by taking pics of them. So I called up all the cousins and had them all come out to come play at the patch. the kids were great and Brody loved talking pictures he does so much better with an actual camera than the my usual camera phone. I'm so used to not using a camera I forgot to charge the battery, so i crossed my fingers that it would do a good power charge on the way there, and it was a success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So all the pictures are my favorite so I couldn't choose so you get to see them all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Et69xcTHREs/Tqi0bbZFoGI/AAAAAAAAA-I/jgxh64IRgfw/s1600/DSCN1759.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Et69xcTHREs/Tqi0bbZFoGI/AAAAAAAAA-I/jgxh64IRgfw/s400/DSCN1759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667978514348220514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eKrwK78QrjI/Tqi0bIvYiQI/AAAAAAAAA98/4u_KTvIIm00/s1600/DSCN1760.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YK48OUfw4_Q/Tqiy9atZQaI/AAAAAAAAA7g/CA_pNswRFf8/s400/DSCN1747.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667976899257254306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-2834999460222189829?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/2834999460222189829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=2834999460222189829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/2834999460222189829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/2834999460222189829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/10/from-pumpkin-buns-to-pumpkin-patch.html' title='From Pumpkin Buns to Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-Et69xcTHREs/Tqi0bbZFoGI/AAAAAAAAA-I/jgxh64IRgfw/s72-c/DSCN1759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-6178202199429867193</id><published>2011-10-13T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T10:39:17.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Buns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GsvlutC6w3E/TpcGAa2JhHI/AAAAAAAAA7U/vt-ZvWLxWsU/s1600/IMG_1649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663001660717892722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GsvlutC6w3E/TpcGAa2JhHI/AAAAAAAAA7U/vt-ZvWLxWsU/s400/IMG_1649.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Fall Ya'll!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-6178202199429867193?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6178202199429867193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6178202199429867193' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6178202199429867193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6178202199429867193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-buns.html' title='Pumpkin Buns'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-GsvlutC6w3E/TpcGAa2JhHI/AAAAAAAAA7U/vt-ZvWLxWsU/s72-c/IMG_1649.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-6464312900521086554</id><published>2011-09-12T15:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T15:22:51.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helmet Hair!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So since brody was a premie he had a very soft head, so when he favored one side of his head, he got a flat spot. So he now rocks a helmet. It's very cute and he looks adorable in it, don't get me wrong, sometimes I wanna cry because i just want to cuddle my baby, but with that thing on it's a little hard, but Brody pulls it off and that's why I love my little man. He is such a fun happy little boy. If you are ever having a bad day just come visit he will give you a big ole smile that will light up your day. He really has done great with the helmet, he doesn't mind wearing it at all, he cut two teeth when we first got it, but even then he really didn't fuss to bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QDErPbIpdzw/Tm5pWm96diI/AAAAAAAAA7A/vlfyP_O5JHs/s1600/IMG-20110721-00051.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QDErPbIpdzw/Tm5pWm96diI/AAAAAAAAA7A/vlfyP_O5JHs/s400/IMG-20110721-00051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651570419534820898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right before he's world got rocked!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AKwm23KsODI/Tm5pT8wHdOI/AAAAAAAAA64/NKsnGbkPcEI/s1600/IMG-20110621-00033.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AKwm23KsODI/Tm5pT8wHdOI/AAAAAAAAA64/NKsnGbkPcEI/s400/IMG-20110621-00033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651570373842924770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the sit and spin to measure his head to get his helmet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wbP_kV5iJik/Tm5pTsYMhuI/AAAAAAAAA6w/PNSvSsy8qwo/s1600/IMG-20110621-00029.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wbP_kV5iJik/Tm5pTsYMhuI/AAAAAAAAA6w/PNSvSsy8qwo/s400/IMG-20110621-00029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651570369447626466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting ready for the sit and spin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0O0gvWOlgzg/Tm5pTUVRFhI/AAAAAAAAA6o/igtLiTzJy6I/s1600/Monte%2BVista-20110728-00067.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0O0gvWOlgzg/Tm5pTUVRFhI/AAAAAAAAA6o/igtLiTzJy6I/s400/Monte%2BVista-20110728-00067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651570362992891410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His white helmet, old and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Hml8_RpmDs/Tm5pTDKl_tI/AAAAAAAAA6g/EhsJ05YtaR4/s1600/IMG-20110812-00089.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Hml8_RpmDs/Tm5pTDKl_tI/AAAAAAAAA6g/EhsJ05YtaR4/s400/IMG-20110812-00089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651570358384721618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The new and improved Brody!!!! Love this kid, Go Romo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-6464312900521086554?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6464312900521086554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6464312900521086554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6464312900521086554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6464312900521086554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/09/helmet-hair.html' title='Helmet Hair!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-QDErPbIpdzw/Tm5pWm96diI/AAAAAAAAA7A/vlfyP_O5JHs/s72-c/IMG-20110721-00051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-1501271042804558536</id><published>2011-09-12T14:42:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T15:08:31.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture overload!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afSP0-MLXHA/Tm5j52BixQI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/4gJsqs7BgHE/s1600/IMG-20110723-00054.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-afSP0-MLXHA/Tm5j52BixQI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/4gJsqs7BgHE/s400/IMG-20110723-00054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651564427802232066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out with mom on the couch!! I love morning cuddle time, when they let me. Now days they try to attack each other so it doesn't happen very often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iODIkE9bVO8/Tm5j52ruqPI/AAAAAAAAA6I/BEppgpxxSuQ/s1600/IMG-20110724-00059.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iODIkE9bVO8/Tm5j52ruqPI/AAAAAAAAA6I/BEppgpxxSuQ/s1600/IMG-20110724-00059.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iODIkE9bVO8/Tm5j52ruqPI/AAAAAAAAA6I/BEppgpxxSuQ/s400/IMG-20110724-00059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651564427979172082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Braxten trying out his brother's bib to see if it picks up all the crumbs he drops, it did, I should have had him wear it more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8go55lRZvQQ/Tm5j5giHTFI/AAAAAAAAA6A/UWF6ohJ4uaM/s1600/IMG-20110727-00063.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8go55lRZvQQ/Tm5j5giHTFI/AAAAAAAAA6A/UWF6ohJ4uaM/s1600/IMG-20110727-00063.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8go55lRZvQQ/Tm5j5giHTFI/AAAAAAAAA6A/UWF6ohJ4uaM/s400/IMG-20110727-00063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651564422033263698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brody's first twizzler! Come to find out he was teething and that's why he was so cranky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlYv_PwYSXQ/Tm5j5a3_NUI/AAAAAAAAA54/TLnr8j1MpZg/s1600/IMG-20110727-00064.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlYv_PwYSXQ/Tm5j5a3_NUI/AAAAAAAAA54/TLnr8j1MpZg/s1600/IMG-20110727-00064.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlYv_PwYSXQ/Tm5j5a3_NUI/AAAAAAAAA54/TLnr8j1MpZg/s400/IMG-20110727-00064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651564420514395458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklyn passing the time while we were driving to colorado to visit my brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mXh6knCSlOM/Tm5jEwo3nPI/AAAAAAAAA5w/kMBBFnb6Di8/s1600/Monte%2BVista-20110729-00071.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mXh6knCSlOM/Tm5jEwo3nPI/AAAAAAAAA5w/kMBBFnb6Di8/s1600/Monte%2BVista-20110729-00071.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mXh6knCSlOM/Tm5jEwo3nPI/AAAAAAAAA5w/kMBBFnb6Di8/s400/Monte%2BVista-20110729-00071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651563515823496434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;chillin with braxten's hat on over his helmet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aeiZ02RH30s/Tm5jE_pfeEI/AAAAAAAAA5o/YSG_Y39_7_U/s1600/Monte%2BVista-20110729-00073.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aeiZ02RH30s/Tm5jE_pfeEI/AAAAAAAAA5o/YSG_Y39_7_U/s1600/Monte%2BVista-20110729-00073.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aeiZ02RH30s/Tm5jE_pfeEI/AAAAAAAAA5o/YSG_Y39_7_U/s400/Monte%2BVista-20110729-00073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651563519852640322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her cousin let her borrow her sea horse light bug and recliner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mQXXyJBjX_M/Tm5jEqUC4_I/AAAAAAAAA5g/eF7IUMa4YVI/s1600/IMG-20110803-00076.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mQXXyJBjX_M/Tm5jEqUC4_I/AAAAAAAAA5g/eF7IUMa4YVI/s1600/IMG-20110803-00076.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mQXXyJBjX_M/Tm5jEqUC4_I/AAAAAAAAA5g/eF7IUMa4YVI/s400/IMG-20110803-00076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651563514125542386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;first ride in the front seat!!!! It's too hot in the back so I let him ride up front. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VnuhQfeGtO4/Tm5jEgZ_47I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/wHN7EfAjE3Y/s1600/IMG-20110803-00086.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VnuhQfeGtO4/Tm5jEgZ_47I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/wHN7EfAjE3Y/s1600/IMG-20110803-00086.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VnuhQfeGtO4/Tm5jEgZ_47I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/wHN7EfAjE3Y/s400/IMG-20110803-00086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651563511466156978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brody got his two front teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAMjIwsKv-M/Tm5jEeuh3-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/_JvEc5_0uGU/s1600/IMG-20110812-00088.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAMjIwsKv-M/Tm5jEeuh3-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/_JvEc5_0uGU/s1600/IMG-20110812-00088.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAMjIwsKv-M/Tm5jEeuh3-I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/_JvEc5_0uGU/s400/IMG-20110812-00088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651563511015399394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cheese!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K580Bfp9AFA/Tm5idrVNeAI/AAAAAAAAA5I/8rpcpcVRsj8/s1600/IMG-20110812-00089.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K580Bfp9AFA/Tm5idrVNeAI/AAAAAAAAA5I/8rpcpcVRsj8/s1600/IMG-20110812-00089.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K580Bfp9AFA/Tm5idrVNeAI/AAAAAAAAA5I/8rpcpcVRsj8/s400/IMG-20110812-00089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651562844383967234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brody rockin his new helmet graphics! Love it&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7mrdBFCwKw/Tm5ic2JMKUI/AAAAAAAAA5A/ZJmcUwvRRWA/s1600/IMG-20110813-00090.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7mrdBFCwKw/Tm5ic2JMKUI/AAAAAAAAA5A/ZJmcUwvRRWA/s1600/IMG-20110813-00090.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7mrdBFCwKw/Tm5ic2JMKUI/AAAAAAAAA5A/ZJmcUwvRRWA/s400/IMG-20110813-00090.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651562830106470722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stylin going to a reciption. the shoes lasted 2 seconds, my kids hate shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qv4XQZr9o6A/Tm5icvOPj1I/AAAAAAAAA44/iEG8tB6MkLI/s1600/IMG-20110813-00091.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qv4XQZr9o6A/Tm5icvOPj1I/AAAAAAAAA44/iEG8tB6MkLI/s1600/IMG-20110813-00091.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qv4XQZr9o6A/Tm5icvOPj1I/AAAAAAAAA44/iEG8tB6MkLI/s400/IMG-20110813-00091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651562828248616786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Justin in munchkin land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f75XV9o4lu0/Tm5ica9j5RI/AAAAAAAAA4w/awXEmdjrkmE/s1600/IMG-20110820-00093.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f75XV9o4lu0/Tm5ica9j5RI/AAAAAAAAA4w/awXEmdjrkmE/s1600/IMG-20110820-00093.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f75XV9o4lu0/Tm5ica9j5RI/AAAAAAAAA4w/awXEmdjrkmE/s400/IMG-20110820-00093.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651562822809937170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I turned 30 and justin gave me an amazing birthday party it was so much fun. Thanks babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0BVaFoPwEr0/Tm5ib5aDsPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/QOHMWBuILiU/s1600/IMG-20110822-00095.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0BVaFoPwEr0/Tm5ib5aDsPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/QOHMWBuILiU/s1600/IMG-20110822-00095.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0BVaFoPwEr0/Tm5ib5aDsPI/AAAAAAAAA4o/QOHMWBuILiU/s400/IMG-20110822-00095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651562813802655986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wearing his sister's jammies because he didn't have any clean ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LjI8I1uaOYU/Tm5hVul-E9I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/HjTvC3M3kKo/s1600/IMG-20110824-00097.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LjI8I1uaOYU/Tm5hVul-E9I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/HjTvC3M3kKo/s1600/IMG-20110824-00097.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LjI8I1uaOYU/Tm5hVul-E9I/AAAAAAAAA4Y/HjTvC3M3kKo/s400/IMG-20110824-00097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651561608308986834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;waiting for clothes. He looks so BIG here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mS6XGUgC7Lw/Tm5hVgHx0SI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/XAh8WotnlnQ/s1600/IMG-20110825-00098.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mS6XGUgC7Lw/Tm5hVgHx0SI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/XAh8WotnlnQ/s1600/IMG-20110825-00098.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mS6XGUgC7Lw/Tm5hVgHx0SI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/XAh8WotnlnQ/s400/IMG-20110825-00098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651561604424257826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to get comfy at the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AcRzBGPt5MY/Tm5hVJOFMfI/AAAAAAAAA4I/LTWu5WozeT8/s1600/IMG-20110825-00100.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AcRzBGPt5MY/Tm5hVJOFMfI/AAAAAAAAA4I/LTWu5WozeT8/s1600/IMG-20110825-00100.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AcRzBGPt5MY/Tm5hVJOFMfI/AAAAAAAAA4I/LTWu5WozeT8/s400/IMG-20110825-00100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651561598276678130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad thought that Brody needed a new toy, so he brought home the mother of all inflatables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5Jzs5wcI8c/Tm5hU8bagSI/AAAAAAAAA4A/nrHlt_8kvQg/s1600/IMG-20110825-00101.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5Jzs5wcI8c/Tm5hU8bagSI/AAAAAAAAA4A/nrHlt_8kvQg/s1600/IMG-20110825-00101.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h5Jzs5wcI8c/Tm5hU8bagSI/AAAAAAAAA4A/nrHlt_8kvQg/s400/IMG-20110825-00101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651561594842939682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brooklyn loves her feet, so she will do anything to get to them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HL6H-Stn72Y/Tm5hUr-pnKI/AAAAAAAAA34/QY4mh0l3Fxs/s1600/IMG-20110826-00103.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HL6H-Stn72Y/Tm5hUr-pnKI/AAAAAAAAA34/QY4mh0l3Fxs/s1600/IMG-20110826-00103.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HL6H-Stn72Y/Tm5hUr-pnKI/AAAAAAAAA34/QY4mh0l3Fxs/s400/IMG-20110826-00103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651561590427327650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brookly rockin her first ponytail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1501271042804558536?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1501271042804558536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1501271042804558536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1501271042804558536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1501271042804558536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/09/picture-overload.html' title='Picture overload!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-afSP0-MLXHA/Tm5j52BixQI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/4gJsqs7BgHE/s72-c/IMG-20110723-00054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-5768026220486819083</id><published>2011-07-09T20:37:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T15:34:21.755-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The babes!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe my babies are 6 months already, actually by the time that I'm posting this they are almost 7, next week. I can't believe they are getting so big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yUP2DjFEVA/ThoKMd0vq8I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/sIhMSKEFipY/s1600/IMG_0875.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yUP2DjFEVA/ThoKMd0vq8I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/sIhMSKEFipY/s400/IMG_0875.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627821893633420226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yUP2DjFEVA/ThoKMd0vq8I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/sIhMSKEFipY/s1600/IMG_0875.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three of the cutest kids ever. They love their big brother Braxten, and he loves them just as much. He is such a big help, and loves giving them some loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yUP2DjFEVA/ThoKMd0vq8I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/sIhMSKEFipY/s1600/IMG_0875.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYhVHCisYig/ThoKdG9oTvI/AAAAAAAAA3g/w9W8qZYfj5c/s1600/IMG_9816.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYhVHCisYig/ThoKdG9oTvI/AAAAAAAAA3g/w9W8qZYfj5c/s400/IMG_9816.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627822179554447090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RYhVHCisYig/ThoKdG9oTvI/AAAAAAAAA3g/w9W8qZYfj5c/s1600/IMG_9816.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This guy loved getting his picture taken, we smiled it up and loved all the attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yUP2DjFEVA/ThoKMd0vq8I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/sIhMSKEFipY/s1600/IMG_0875.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BY5Xjv-FXWQ/ThoLixXoyHI/AAAAAAAAA3o/TBn5mOv5mlI/s1600/IMG_9825.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BY5Xjv-FXWQ/ThoLixXoyHI/AAAAAAAAA3o/TBn5mOv5mlI/s400/IMG_9825.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627823376348792946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BY5Xjv-FXWQ/ThoLixXoyHI/AAAAAAAAA3o/TBn5mOv5mlI/s1600/IMG_9825.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one hated getting her picture taken, she screamed between each shot and couldn't wait for her photo shoot to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-5768026220486819083?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5768026220486819083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5768026220486819083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5768026220486819083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5768026220486819083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/07/babes.html' title='The babes!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/--yUP2DjFEVA/ThoKMd0vq8I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/sIhMSKEFipY/s72-c/IMG_0875.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-3552757823349269810</id><published>2011-07-09T20:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T20:35:49.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't I look smart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-boAMh5tLV7M/ThkBmOtS6_I/AAAAAAAAA3A/pImZh4RlfTE/s1600/IMG-20110612-00024.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-boAMh5tLV7M/ThkBmOtS6_I/AAAAAAAAA3A/pImZh4RlfTE/s400/IMG-20110612-00024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627530965670882290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this pic!!!! Brody is such a Ham. He is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;comedian&lt;/span&gt; all ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-3552757823349269810?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/3552757823349269810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=3552757823349269810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3552757823349269810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3552757823349269810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-i-look-smart.html' title='Don&apos;t I look smart'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-boAMh5tLV7M/ThkBmOtS6_I/AAAAAAAAA3A/pImZh4RlfTE/s72-c/IMG-20110612-00024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-453895700620155315</id><published>2011-06-07T09:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T09:59:11.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Happiness</title><content type='html'>My kids rarely preform for the camera, in fact they never really do it takes a lot of trial and error before I can finally get some good footage, but yesterday was so funny, because he was laughing like this forever. He only will laugh for the nanny, but what's a mom to do I was there to witness it at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-376b7e55a9732386" 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://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=453895700620155315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/453895700620155315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/453895700620155315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/06/pure-happiness.html' title='Pure Happiness'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-1992415478073818145</id><published>2011-06-05T15:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T15:34:50.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving water</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-159434adc5f23260" 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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D159434adc5f23260%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DAC46E43DD565064F40B4747B2C5D2436649A8C.16C6F705352721576EFC86DBFEB572FF543F375C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D159434adc5f23260%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQ5au7rojTN8nNYUY_JX2btgjUAQ&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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D159434adc5f23260%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2DAC46E43DD565064F40B4747B2C5D2436649A8C.16C6F705352721576EFC86DBFEB572FF543F375C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D159434adc5f23260%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQ5au7rojTN8nNYUY_JX2btgjUAQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;He just can't get enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1992415478073818145?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1992415478073818145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1992415478073818145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1992415478073818145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1992415478073818145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/06/loving-water.html' title='Loving water'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-4458934466432282151</id><published>2011-06-05T15:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T15:32:39.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures from the last few weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So every week I send Justin's mom and sister a picture of the week, I have so many from the past few days that I just decided to post them all. So here are some pretty random pics of some really cute kids!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_mAuzDENBk/TevkHQR4lqI/AAAAAAAAA24/WQTJYD-z_I8/s1600/IMG-20110526-00112.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_mAuzDENBk/TevkHQR4lqI/AAAAAAAAA24/WQTJYD-z_I8/s400/IMG-20110526-00112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614832173727651490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_mAuzDENBk/TevkHQR4lqI/AAAAAAAAA24/WQTJYD-z_I8/s1600/IMG-20110526-00112.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brody's first cowboy hat, yee haw!! He's saying getty up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZZ7UJ1PO7I/TevkHPdWkQI/AAAAAAAAA2w/a37TUqHKCus/s1600/IMG-20110527-00113.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZZ7UJ1PO7I/TevkHPdWkQI/AAAAAAAAA2w/a37TUqHKCus/s400/IMG-20110527-00113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614832173507318018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZZ7UJ1PO7I/TevkHPdWkQI/AAAAAAAAA2w/a37TUqHKCus/s1600/IMG-20110527-00113.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brooklyn's first time by the pool, she didn't get in because it was to cold, but looked adorable in her bathing suit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5G_EtCJTDk/TevkGkPKwtI/AAAAAAAAA2o/x9dFG-10WE0/s1600/IMG-20110530-00115.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5G_EtCJTDk/TevkGkPKwtI/AAAAAAAAA2o/x9dFG-10WE0/s400/IMG-20110530-00115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614832161905099474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m5G_EtCJTDk/TevkGkPKwtI/AAAAAAAAA2o/x9dFG-10WE0/s1600/IMG-20110530-00115.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First time in the pool, and he loves just chillin in the floaty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fio7DwDIQs0/TevkGEvO9kI/AAAAAAAAA2g/cFvKHgkWfYU/s1600/IMG-20110530-00118.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fio7DwDIQs0/TevkGEvO9kI/AAAAAAAAA2g/cFvKHgkWfYU/s400/IMG-20110530-00118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614832153449657922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fio7DwDIQs0/TevkGEvO9kI/AAAAAAAAA2g/cFvKHgkWfYU/s1600/IMG-20110530-00118.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brooklyn LOVES baby food, she eats it everything. Peas, sweet potatoes, Sweet carrots, apples, bananas.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m02sr15YiZk/TevkFjqL_8I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/sK9VZ_sWoDs/s1600/IMG-20110603-00006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m02sr15YiZk/TevkFjqL_8I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/sK9VZ_sWoDs/s400/IMG-20110603-00006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614832144570122178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m02sr15YiZk/TevkFjqL_8I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/sK9VZ_sWoDs/s1600/IMG-20110603-00006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chillin to long in the pool he fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBb69I5jMVQ/TevjeQfXzuI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/nUOdLnHP-D4/s1600/IMG-20110603-00007.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MBb69I5jMVQ/TevjeQfXzuI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/nUOdLnHP-D4/s400/IMG-20110603-00007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614831469409586914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siesta!! keeping the bugs off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1i8s70uqoGs/TevjeFqtN7I/AAAAAAAAA2I/uzzI4SeYWSA/s1600/IMG-20110603-00009.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1i8s70uqoGs/TevjeFqtN7I/AAAAAAAAA2I/uzzI4SeYWSA/s400/IMG-20110603-00009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614831466504337330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1i8s70uqoGs/TevjeFqtN7I/AAAAAAAAA2I/uzzI4SeYWSA/s1600/IMG-20110603-00009.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with his cousin Wyatt in matching suits, these two are three months apart, so Brody looks big, but Wyatt is almost 3 months and Brody almost 6!!! Can you believe 6 months!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gda0NVkTJkA/TevjdhCNbkI/AAAAAAAAA2A/LWtxesSNvAU/s1600/IMG-20110603-00010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gda0NVkTJkA/TevjdhCNbkI/AAAAAAAAA2A/LWtxesSNvAU/s400/IMG-20110603-00010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614831456670805570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gda0NVkTJkA/TevjdhCNbkI/AAAAAAAAA2A/LWtxesSNvAU/s1600/IMG-20110603-00010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His dad was giving him water and he LOVED this, he hates baby food, and apple juice(long story he hadn't pooped in a while so we tried that), but he will drink water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4M3mc50oS9Q/TevjdeTfsPI/AAAAAAAAA14/Yglwzu_OhJU/s1600/IMG-20110604-00016.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4M3mc50oS9Q/TevjdeTfsPI/AAAAAAAAA14/Yglwzu_OhJU/s400/IMG-20110604-00016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614831455937999090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4M3mc50oS9Q/TevjdeTfsPI/AAAAAAAAA14/Yglwzu_OhJU/s1600/IMG-20110604-00016.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just being precious, she fell asleep at the mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PAJz0X3DdSk/Tevjc51JOBI/AAAAAAAAA1w/4hAieBQB4tQ/s1600/IMG-20110604-00017.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PAJz0X3DdSk/Tevjc51JOBI/AAAAAAAAA1w/4hAieBQB4tQ/s400/IMG-20110604-00017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614831446147020818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PAJz0X3DdSk/Tevjc51JOBI/AAAAAAAAA1w/4hAieBQB4tQ/s1600/IMG-20110604-00017.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves her some Grandma!!!&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/2041992596439759792-4458934466432282151?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/4458934466432282151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=4458934466432282151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/4458934466432282151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/4458934466432282151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/06/random-pictures-from-last-few-weeks.html' title='Random Pictures from the last few weeks'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-L_mAuzDENBk/TevkHQR4lqI/AAAAAAAAA24/WQTJYD-z_I8/s72-c/IMG-20110526-00112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-7646166885154413779</id><published>2011-05-27T15:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T15:07:50.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brody and Brooklyn getting Down!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f3c29307c6a40ec5" 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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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5cfb90e4ea124681%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DD6E9FD55EC1F28C76B59DDF70F81E295D761CF.772143293F96FD202B21FF9D0647AACEB5F06803%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5cfb90e4ea124681%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5Un2-Vv3Fwlva6oopyUJLUE-ObI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooklyn showing Brody how to get down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-7646166885154413779?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/7646166885154413779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=7646166885154413779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7646166885154413779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7646166885154413779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/05/brody-and-brooklyn-getting-down.html' title='Brody and Brooklyn getting Down!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-6184358100625489205</id><published>2011-05-26T08:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T08:36:07.054-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brody and his new trick!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm awful about finding the camera to take pictures of my kids, but when I got my new phone I made sure that it had a good camera on it because that's what I would be using most of the time to document my kids life, I just figured out how to download the pics to the computer so I have some random pics coming of my kids. I take lots of pics to send to their grandma and aunt in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;utah&lt;/span&gt;, but this was from this morning, I can't believe that Brody is getting so big!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f65c167d2a887de" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0f65c167d2a887de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85C4CB28BB651774868F5005239258EE6E0CAF00.2A7282ED167E54B65AEA217A108875EE037EC576%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df65c167d2a887de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do_8MzH984-VMQHgprzakxle49MU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0f65c167d2a887de%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85C4CB28BB651774868F5005239258EE6E0CAF00.2A7282ED167E54B65AEA217A108875EE037EC576%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df65c167d2a887de%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do_8MzH984-VMQHgprzakxle49MU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First attempt of getting it on camera, didn't go so hot!!! But I thought this was funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-45d1433559da8462" 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.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D45d1433559da8462%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4FC338953D7C1F3D694EA3F8FA1132655C02D9E5.2ED86897B82C0BBDB097AC055A1C60E11607EBC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D45d1433559da8462%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGuECItI2KRwUPsUlaCpAszZO2fU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D45d1433559da8462%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4FC338953D7C1F3D694EA3F8FA1132655C02D9E5.2ED86897B82C0BBDB097AC055A1C60E11607EBC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D45d1433559da8462%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGuECItI2KRwUPsUlaCpAszZO2fU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brody had been going to physical therapy because he had some tight muscles in his neck so he didn't want to turn his head, which resulted in him having one side of his head flat. We have been working so hard for him to strengthen his neck that I think Brooklyn's head strengthen has been but on the back burner, because she is close, but not there just yet. We'll keep practicing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-6184358100625489205?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6184358100625489205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6184358100625489205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6184358100625489205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6184358100625489205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/05/brody-and-his-new-trick.html' title='Brody and his new trick!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-586464102062747947</id><published>2011-05-19T15:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T15:26:24.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Personalities</title><content type='html'>These two are totally different people......&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9FSx_t3Ix8/TdV7KfqaE-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/CHFB_1TqmG4/s1600/DSCN1669.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9FSx_t3Ix8/TdV7KfqaE-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/CHFB_1TqmG4/s400/DSCN1669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608524331188098018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brody is always laid back and relaxed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mT7PzyALdo0/TdV7J5R9yQI/AAAAAAAAA1M/13pdciU9UiM/s400/DSCN1668.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608524320885033218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooklyn is a little more high Strung!!! It's so funny, this girl never wants to sit still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zW9k5P5wiIA/TdV7KOttEhI/AAAAAAAAA1U/pxz7WuvhCcI/s1600/DSCN1671.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zW9k5P5wiIA/TdV7KOttEhI/AAAAAAAAA1U/pxz7WuvhCcI/s400/DSCN1671.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608524326638522898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unless the TV is on and they both share the love of the big screen!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D9FSx_t3Ix8/TdV7KfqaE-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/CHFB_1TqmG4/s1600/DSCN1669.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6DiOg-n7sk/TdV7K_CcbcI/AAAAAAAAA1k/B5YjwpKL0mg/s400/DSCN1679.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608524339610414530" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-586464102062747947?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/586464102062747947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=586464102062747947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/586464102062747947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/586464102062747947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/05/personalities.html' title='Personalities'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-D9FSx_t3Ix8/TdV7KfqaE-I/AAAAAAAAA1c/CHFB_1TqmG4/s72-c/DSCN1669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-4962797940292501827</id><published>2011-05-06T20:48:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:03:48.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces......</title><content type='html'>... here are some of the funny faces that my kids make when the camera is out. They hate the flash or should I say the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; flash.&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XE8ib5O-lN4/TcSmU2H3lcI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Vcve7tTCd8M/s400/DSCN1675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603786713411851714" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-No7PynE4G-Y/TcSmVLpo8KI/AAAAAAAAA0c/DaPvOnD5LWU/s1600/DSCN1676.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-No7PynE4G-Y/TcSmVLpo8KI/AAAAAAAAA0c/DaPvOnD5LWU/s400/DSCN1676.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603786719190642850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ko8AJi-P8Yo/TcSns75SoHI/AAAAAAAAA1E/p38nnjLbWAA/s1600/DSCN1656.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ko8AJi-P8Yo/TcSns75SoHI/AAAAAAAAA1E/p38nnjLbWAA/s400/DSCN1656.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603788226789810290" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This one cracks me up, " Mom get that thing out of my face."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h84dPoQ-A94/TcSmVdydOgI/AAAAAAAAA0s/DnMGJ9Cju20/s1600/DSCN1674.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h84dPoQ-A94/TcSmVdydOgI/AAAAAAAAA0s/DnMGJ9Cju20/s400/DSCN1674.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603786724059462146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is such a little fat man, he looks so big next to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VMLQvGw_Pg4/TcSmVp0ZDQI/AAAAAAAAA00/3NT9HYWiQlk/s1600/DSCN1646.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VMLQvGw_Pg4/TcSmVp0ZDQI/AAAAAAAAA00/3NT9HYWiQlk/s400/DSCN1646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603786727288802562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Occasionally we get some cute ones!! I love these sweet little smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oS2TdbFq980/TcSmrqMQd1I/AAAAAAAAA08/Ey2MSlzvi5Y/s1600/DSCN1644.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oS2TdbFq980/TcSmrqMQd1I/AAAAAAAAA08/Ey2MSlzvi5Y/s400/DSCN1644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603787105346025298" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-4962797940292501827?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/4962797940292501827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=4962797940292501827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/4962797940292501827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/4962797940292501827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/05/faces.html' title='Faces......'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-XE8ib5O-lN4/TcSmU2H3lcI/AAAAAAAAA0U/Vcve7tTCd8M/s72-c/DSCN1675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-797652033790007179</id><published>2011-05-06T04:44:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T17:21:00.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh how Blessed!!!!</title><content type='html'>last month, oh wait I guess it was technically march we blessed the babies. We are so lucky to have so many great friends and family that were able to attend. My brother and his family came from Colorado to meet them, and Justin's mom, stepdad and our nephew Sam came as well. but the most special VIP person that came was there BIG brother Braxten. It was so cool to be able to have out whole little family together. Braxten finally got to meet his little brother and sister and we got some much needed Braxten time. I hadn't seen him since September!!!! Justin was able to get away and see him, but that wasn't happening for all of us. It was such a special day and Justin worked through his nerves and gave two wonderful blessings, to two of the cutest &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:15.8333px;"&gt;kids ever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:15.8333px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GnecJgs31TI/TcRu9pVAXJI/AAAAAAAAAzk/YweANDeYORI/s400/9Lee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603725841700773010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GoUwPZ38YsY/TcRvcZjR5UI/AAAAAAAAAzs/03yR3H38G8Y/s400/8Lee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603726370041619778" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HXGIGX5_uK8/TcRvwFSGHVI/AAAAAAAAAz0/aZTcu8iReaM/s400/6Lee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603726708198219090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px; " /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sColTRD6Li4/TcRw0iYAW7I/AAAAAAAAAz8/CTNlkU_3Kig/s1600/11Lee.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sColTRD6Li4/TcRw0iYAW7I/AAAAAAAAAz8/CTNlkU_3Kig/s400/11Lee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603727884238740402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 280px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lfMgLMNz7M0/TcRz1hSraBI/AAAAAAAAA0M/IdbhRjqS8q0/s1600/10Lee.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lfMgLMNz7M0/TcRz1hSraBI/AAAAAAAAA0M/IdbhRjqS8q0/s400/10Lee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603731199662712850" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2041992596439759792-797652033790007179?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/797652033790007179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=797652033790007179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/797652033790007179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/797652033790007179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-how-blessed.html' title='Oh how Blessed!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-GnecJgs31TI/TcRu9pVAXJI/AAAAAAAAAzk/YweANDeYORI/s72-c/9Lee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-4371957645610283659</id><published>2011-04-27T18:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T18:37:36.359-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little Talker</title><content type='html'>I love when we can get Brody to talk to us it's so fun&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b71408c3e9daa3c8" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=4371957645610283659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/4371957645610283659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/4371957645610283659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-little-talker.html' title='Our little Talker'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-758835181283452460</id><published>2011-03-30T11:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T11:19:27.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two month Stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so now that my kids are almost 4 months I figured I should post their 2 month stats. We went to the doctors office knowing that our kids were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; growing because we got on the scale with them but we were still shocked when we got there.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brody Jacob:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10lbs 10oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22 inches long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14.5 inches Head Size&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5uAaGXh_ONg/TZNW0CvXXBI/AAAAAAAAAzM/EuqugTrSepA/s1600/IMG_8001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FQrpU-kMIw8/TZNWzpsBFmI/AAAAAAAAAzE/mn7F7lSuAJU/s1600/IMG_8011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FQrpU-kMIw8/TZNWzpsBFmI/AAAAAAAAAzE/mn7F7lSuAJU/s400/IMG_8011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589907007860708962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although she has never looked it, Brooklyn is only about a pound behind her brother, that's right folks, she was born a pound heavier, but he has quickly passed her up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooklyn Alexis:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9lbs 7oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21inches long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14.75 inches head size&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FQrpU-kMIw8/TZNWzpsBFmI/AAAAAAAAAzE/mn7F7lSuAJU/s1600/IMG_8011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5uAaGXh_ONg/TZNW0CvXXBI/AAAAAAAAAzM/EuqugTrSepA/s1600/IMG_8001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5uAaGXh_ONg/TZNW0CvXXBI/AAAAAAAAAzM/EuqugTrSepA/s400/IMG_8001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589907014585637906" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5uAaGXh_ONg/TZNW0CvXXBI/AAAAAAAAAzM/EuqugTrSepA/s1600/IMG_8001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do take normal photo shots of my kids, but my friend needed some models for some photo props she has started to sell.&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/2041992596439759792-758835181283452460?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/758835181283452460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=758835181283452460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/758835181283452460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/758835181283452460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/03/two-month-stats.html' title='Two month Stats'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/-FQrpU-kMIw8/TZNWzpsBFmI/AAAAAAAAAzE/mn7F7lSuAJU/s72-c/IMG_8011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-7941679545082621021</id><published>2011-02-07T15:57:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T16:17:03.597-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are some random pics from the last few weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBuPY6blrI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ifPTUW4L370/s1600/DSCN1594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBuPY6blrI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ifPTUW4L370/s400/DSCN1594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571073949721925298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBuPY6blrI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ifPTUW4L370/s1600/DSCN1594.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Out first walk and use of the stroller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBuO1zZbWI/AAAAAAAAAy0/ndV6NKAYViY/s1600/DSCN1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBuO1zZbWI/AAAAAAAAAy0/ndV6NKAYViY/s400/DSCN1609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571073940297182562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBuO1zZbWI/AAAAAAAAAy0/ndV6NKAYViY/s1600/DSCN1609.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bottle station, this is what I do everyday twice a day. Can't wait until I can feed them myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBuOZYYTpI/AAAAAAAAAys/fD2_ktTYxDU/s1600/DSCN1579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBuOZYYTpI/AAAAAAAAAys/fD2_ktTYxDU/s400/DSCN1579.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571073932667670162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBuOZYYTpI/AAAAAAAAAys/fD2_ktTYxDU/s1600/DSCN1579.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin found some funky cheese, he calls it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fromunda&lt;/span&gt; cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBuNkhOnKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/MlIhMMxb3RA/s1600/DSCN1618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBuNkhOnKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/MlIhMMxb3RA/s400/DSCN1618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571073918477704354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBuNkhOnKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/MlIhMMxb3RA/s1600/DSCN1618.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin's lighting company did the lights on the this statue for the Superbowl, did anyone see this on ESPN it was right by there setup in Fort Worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsLjsUdMI/AAAAAAAAAyc/eIC_4Ay7GNc/s1600/DSCN1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsLjsUdMI/AAAAAAAAAyc/eIC_4Ay7GNc/s400/DSCN1608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571071684872795330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsLjsUdMI/AAAAAAAAAyc/eIC_4Ay7GNc/s1600/DSCN1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raise your arms in the air if you like nap time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsK1zTi2I/AAAAAAAAAyU/SHuneJrsV8g/s1600/DSCN1607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsK1zTi2I/AAAAAAAAAyU/SHuneJrsV8g/s400/DSCN1607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571071672554064738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsK1zTi2I/AAAAAAAAAyU/SHuneJrsV8g/s1600/DSCN1607.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Everyone wants to roll over and see this cute little face next to you. He is chubby it's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsKVJw6-I/AAAAAAAAAyM/ko1oNnqg0-w/s1600/DSCN1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsKVJw6-I/AAAAAAAAAyM/ko1oNnqg0-w/s400/DSCN1604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571071663789894626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsKVJw6-I/AAAAAAAAAyM/ko1oNnqg0-w/s1600/DSCN1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This nap got a little wild and Brooklyn has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;binky&lt;/span&gt; ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsJ7iLN6I/AAAAAAAAAyE/qKGdUJ6KYDo/s1600/DSCN1603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsJ7iLN6I/AAAAAAAAAyE/qKGdUJ6KYDo/s400/DSCN1603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571071656912959394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsJ7iLN6I/AAAAAAAAAyE/qKGdUJ6KYDo/s1600/DSCN1603.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this bib, ruff ruff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsIzIObBI/AAAAAAAAAx8/y5q1fNfAu5c/s1600/DSCN1602.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsIzIObBI/AAAAAAAAAx8/y5q1fNfAu5c/s1600/DSCN1602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsIzIObBI/AAAAAAAAAx8/y5q1fNfAu5c/s400/DSCN1602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571071637476764690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBsIzIObBI/AAAAAAAAAx8/y5q1fNfAu5c/s1600/DSCN1602.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The full outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-7941679545082621021?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/7941679545082621021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=7941679545082621021' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7941679545082621021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7941679545082621021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/02/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/TVBuPY6blrI/AAAAAAAAAy8/ifPTUW4L370/s72-c/DSCN1594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-7897663586630289372</id><published>2011-02-03T19:59:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T20:22:12.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Couple More pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are the rest of the pictures from the photo shoot. Some of you have seen these on facebook already, but they are so cute that I wanted to post them again. I hope that you enjoy them as much as we do. These two really are so fun to have around, really so good, unless they are hungry they don't make much of a peep. I love the pictures with his arm around her, like he is going to protect her, I hope that this last and he will stay her protector. Today is their due date and I can't imagine how big these babies would have been if I had carried them longer, but I didn't and they are 7 weeks old, and I'm glad that they are here and didn't come out 8 pounders!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUthLJqyxdI/AAAAAAAAAxc/WBrYPZceTXc/s1600/IMG_7136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUthLJqyxdI/AAAAAAAAAxc/WBrYPZceTXc/s400/IMG_7136.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569652208375612882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtg6oE7nFI/AAAAAAAAAxU/89DPQa7KTfk/s1600/IMG_7137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtg6oE7nFI/AAAAAAAAAxU/89DPQa7KTfk/s400/IMG_7137.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569651924480531538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtgvKfXqAI/AAAAAAAAAxM/aEoedbcfR04/s1600/IMG_7149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtgvKfXqAI/AAAAAAAAAxM/aEoedbcfR04/s400/IMG_7149.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569651727559796738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtghHb5-OI/AAAAAAAAAxE/7gMuWH_49RI/s1600/IMG_7153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtghHb5-OI/AAAAAAAAAxE/7gMuWH_49RI/s400/IMG_7153.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569651486221793506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtgLocd20I/AAAAAAAAAw8/OME10EpdnkU/s1600/IMG_7155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtgLocd20I/AAAAAAAAAw8/OME10EpdnkU/s400/IMG_7155.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569651117125393218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtf5OwRlwI/AAAAAAAAAw0/0WbXO5FHvwg/s1600/IMG_7166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtf5OwRlwI/AAAAAAAAAw0/0WbXO5FHvwg/s400/IMG_7166.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569650800991508226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtfmgrH7sI/AAAAAAAAAws/mtET09WKIug/s1600/IMG_7174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtfmgrH7sI/AAAAAAAAAws/mtET09WKIug/s400/IMG_7174.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569650479384227522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtfWS2q1cI/AAAAAAAAAwk/M6GrWVD6f6w/s1600/IMG_7183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtfWS2q1cI/AAAAAAAAAwk/M6GrWVD6f6w/s400/IMG_7183.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569650200796648898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtfFV5coqI/AAAAAAAAAwc/-lxJuF8oGfw/s1600/IMG_7193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtfFV5coqI/AAAAAAAAAwc/-lxJuF8oGfw/s400/IMG_7193.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569649909555831458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtezhJBk6I/AAAAAAAAAwU/hizWDKU3Hzg/s1600/IMG_7200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUtezhJBk6I/AAAAAAAAAwU/hizWDKU3Hzg/s400/IMG_7200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569649603336311714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-7897663586630289372?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/7897663586630289372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=7897663586630289372' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7897663586630289372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7897663586630289372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/02/couple-more-pics.html' title='Couple More pics'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/TUthLJqyxdI/AAAAAAAAAxc/WBrYPZceTXc/s72-c/IMG_7136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-6312565023147668797</id><published>2011-01-28T21:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T12:12:15.745-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin' the Sibling Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUrvVXrkJ1I/AAAAAAAAAwM/33w0MDM8Vx8/s1600/IMG_7129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TUrvVXrkJ1I/AAAAAAAAAwM/33w0MDM8Vx8/s400/IMG_7129.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569527039610070866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is one of the pics of their photo session we had last week or maybe s few weeks ago. My good friend Becky gave me pics for my baby shower. She did an amazing job. I love all of them. But as I started to load pics the baby's wanted to eat so, I had to stop for the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-6312565023147668797?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6312565023147668797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6312565023147668797' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6312565023147668797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6312565023147668797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/01/feelin-sibling-love.html' title='Feelin&apos; the Sibling Love'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/TUrvVXrkJ1I/AAAAAAAAAwM/33w0MDM8Vx8/s72-c/IMG_7129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-1928540225449684769</id><published>2011-01-25T19:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T19:57:24.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last week Justin mom came in town to help us out with the babies. It was SUCH a huge blessing and it made our lives a little bit easier, but we still lack sleep. We still lack a lot of sleep. Anyway, we were sitting around Sunday afternoon living the life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT9-2v-34II/AAAAAAAAAv8/kGpxpO_-O68/s1600/DSCN1595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT9-2v-34II/AAAAAAAAAv8/kGpxpO_-O68/s400/DSCN1595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566307143511433346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT9-2X7dmAI/AAAAAAAAAv0/rbMNa3e6hQw/s1600/DSCN1596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT9-2X7dmAI/AAAAAAAAAv0/rbMNa3e6hQw/s400/DSCN1596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566307137054676994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that's right we are living the life 2 in the afternoon, no shower, teeth not brushed and we have visitors knocking at the door. Yep life is great!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1928540225449684769?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1928540225449684769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1928540225449684769' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1928540225449684769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1928540225449684769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/01/living-life.html' title='Living the Life'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/TT9-2v-34II/AAAAAAAAAv8/kGpxpO_-O68/s72-c/DSCN1595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-1862499165062006373</id><published>2011-01-25T19:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T19:51:41.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month Check Up</title><content type='html'>Last week we went to our one month check up. I was not prepared for the news stats that came with this visit.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT93wrjiMVI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ALIRZnaiwc4/s1600/DSCN1550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT93wrjiMVI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ALIRZnaiwc4/s400/DSCN1550.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566299342662414674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our little man has gained a little weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6lbs 10oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;19.5 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right folks he has gained 3 lbs and about 3 inches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT93wrjiMVI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ALIRZnaiwc4/s1600/DSCN1550.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT93w7ik91I/AAAAAAAAAvM/qcl2n9GHI0A/s400/DSCN1568.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566299346953369426" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT93xL8yOLI/AAAAAAAAAvU/AB1AxPRp3fY/s400/DSCN1569.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566299351358257330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT93wrjiMVI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ALIRZnaiwc4/s1600/DSCN1550.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT93wrjiMVI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ALIRZnaiwc4/s1600/DSCN1550.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is such a funny little boy. He is so uptight, and then can be so chill the next minute. We love having him around and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occasional&lt;/span&gt; smile.  He has proven to be a little protected of his sister, those pictures are to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooklyn is growing just as well, but Brody has been so tiny that we are amazed with his chubby checks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She weighed in at:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6lbs 11oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;18.5 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT97KUF4veI/AAAAAAAAAvc/13bj8hlY4cs/s1600/DSCN1583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT97KUF4veI/AAAAAAAAAvc/13bj8hlY4cs/s400/DSCN1583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566303081575529954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the little princess in training and having a photo shoot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT97KpORbnI/AAAAAAAAAvk/X2Vx7uQd0eo/s1600/DSCN1584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT97KpORbnI/AAAAAAAAAvk/X2Vx7uQd0eo/s400/DSCN1584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566303087247847026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT97K5Xxv0I/AAAAAAAAAvs/RrF8LOaFgjI/s1600/DSCN1598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TT97K5Xxv0I/AAAAAAAAAvs/RrF8LOaFgjI/s400/DSCN1598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566303091582680898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready for the flu season and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rsv&lt;/span&gt; season to be over because I love getting her all dressed up and putting bows on her head, but her dad hates hates fixing them all day so he has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exed&lt;/span&gt; them. Her dad said that once we start leaving the house she can start wearing bows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1862499165062006373?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1862499165062006373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1862499165062006373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1862499165062006373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1862499165062006373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-month-check-up.html' title='One Month Check Up'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/TT93wrjiMVI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ALIRZnaiwc4/s72-c/DSCN1550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-6312406080694022763</id><published>2011-01-11T21:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T21:45:23.978-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brody and brooklyn'/><title type='text'>Together at Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So today was a big day! Today was the day that our little family became complete. Today was the last day of traveling back and forth to see our kids. Brooklyn got to come home last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; and Brody came home today. Justin has completed his 67 days of going to the hospital EVERYDAY, he did have his own little stint there for 3 days. With everything going on with me giving birth, and our kids in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt;, we were getting ready to go to the hospital Justin's back had been giving him some problems so he was doing some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exercises&lt;/span&gt; to strengthen his back and it went out. It was so bad he couldn't get off the floor and it took 4 men to carry him out into the living room ( Side note he texted his brother " help I've fallen and I can't get up" so he still had his sence of humor) so that he could get a ride to the hospital in the ambulance. It was a mess. It turned out that his 1 herniated disk turned into 4 over time. Anyway back to the babies. Here are some pictures of their first day home together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TS0f35ID2yI/AAAAAAAAAuk/lk531Q_ptcc/s320/DSCN1539.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561136159960324898" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little sibling love!! She beat him up in the womb, so she didn't want him to forget who's boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TS0f4EKWXbI/AAAAAAAAAus/siFJGB7a0wo/s1600/DSCN1543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TS0f4EKWXbI/AAAAAAAAAus/siFJGB7a0wo/s320/DSCN1543.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561136162922716594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad giving Brooklyn a pep talk that it's not nice to hit her brother. We want him to feel our love not our fists.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TS0f4EKWXbI/AAAAAAAAAus/siFJGB7a0wo/s1600/DSCN1543.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TS0f4X1FxOI/AAAAAAAAAu0/SItvKudmNO4/s320/DSCN1545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561136168202257634" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TS0f4EKWXbI/AAAAAAAAAus/siFJGB7a0wo/s1600/DSCN1543.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brooklyn in all her glory. She just makes us laugh all the time. She is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; laid back and chill, not much bothers her. When she first came home we started to get worried because she wasn't pooping, and she seemed pretty backed up. Today is has been a poop factory around here. Every time I turn around I hear her pooping her pants, if not her her brother is picking up her slack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TS0f35ID2yI/AAAAAAAAAuk/lk531Q_ptcc/s1600/DSCN1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TS0f4jDk7nI/AAAAAAAAAu8/up5joLnCm4w/s320/DSCN1547.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561136171215810162" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brody enjoying his bath. I know that it doesn't really look like it, but he loved how warm it was and that his dad kept pouring more warm water on him to make it like a shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so great to have these two home. Now we are just waiting for their big brother to come visit to have everyone under one roof. I guess I need to work on that.&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/2041992596439759792-6312406080694022763?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6312406080694022763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6312406080694022763' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6312406080694022763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6312406080694022763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/01/together-at-last.html' title='Together at Last'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/TS0f35ID2yI/AAAAAAAAAuk/lk531Q_ptcc/s72-c/DSCN1539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-7637050658111662061</id><published>2011-01-10T21:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T21:42:45.178-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms. Squeakers!!!</title><content type='html'>Brooklyn is so funny to feed. She makes noise and talks to us the whole time. Brody is a more serious eater, he is down to business and finishes fast.&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-49e25689c8ecd415" 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://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D49e25689c8ecd415%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13B92EFABACA5D486AB787E43FE215CBA7DFB85.4F9F1E548361BCE4A354ED8055112E36FB4E584B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D49e25689c8ecd415%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC7MqodiSK8BHGwLu_6FpqtT-8wg&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://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D49e25689c8ecd415%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D13B92EFABACA5D486AB787E43FE215CBA7DFB85.4F9F1E548361BCE4A354ED8055112E36FB4E584B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D49e25689c8ecd415%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC7MqodiSK8BHGwLu_6FpqtT-8wg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-7637050658111662061?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/7637050658111662061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=7637050658111662061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7637050658111662061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7637050658111662061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2011/01/ms-squeakers.html' title='Ms. Squeakers!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-6335933531104668068</id><published>2010-12-27T17:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T17:54:49.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The cutest babies in the NICU.........or that's what we think</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess I now know how some of you feel when you upload pictures and they don't go in the order you want them, because mac won't let you move them around so here are some random events/pictures of our cute little babies. They are both wrapped around daddy's finger and melt my heart every time I see them. Brooklyn is so easy going and happy, she smiles at us all the time and Brody is a grumpy old man!!!! they are both growing so good and have done great with little milestones. Brooklyn is completly breathing on her on and Brody is right behind her, any day now and he will be off his nose tube. Every once in a while they eat from a bottle, but they get tried real fast. As much as I wanted to be home for the holidays I wish I was home with babies in my belly, but things didn't work that way and so we are back and forth to the hospital and I'm pumping every chance I get, and the reward is great I love these two so much and I'm so happy that our family has grown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh-qyS4yI/AAAAAAAAAuc/B2VQBzPnFng/s1600/DSCN1479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh-qyS4yI/AAAAAAAAAuc/B2VQBzPnFng/s320/DSCN1479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555508975859065634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh-qyS4yI/AAAAAAAAAuc/B2VQBzPnFng/s1600/DSCN1479.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First time we got to hold Brody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh-SZO-vI/AAAAAAAAAuU/9yE9MU5mkPs/s1600/DSCN1477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh-SZO-vI/AAAAAAAAAuU/9yE9MU5mkPs/s320/DSCN1477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555508969311501042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh-SZO-vI/AAAAAAAAAuU/9yE9MU5mkPs/s1600/DSCN1477.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy enjoying both his little babies, his sweet baby girl and his little buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh9xQeC4I/AAAAAAAAAuM/28WXtTrjyTw/s1600/DSCN1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh9xQeC4I/AAAAAAAAAuM/28WXtTrjyTw/s320/DSCN1471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555508960416369538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh9xQeC4I/AAAAAAAAAuM/28WXtTrjyTw/s1600/DSCN1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how tiny is that little foot????? So cute, she has her mother's feet, sorry Brooklyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh9kU1EZI/AAAAAAAAAuE/tDakWyeAlsE/s1600/DSCN1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh9kU1EZI/AAAAAAAAAuE/tDakWyeAlsE/s320/DSCN1456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555508956944994706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh9kU1EZI/AAAAAAAAAuE/tDakWyeAlsE/s1600/DSCN1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeding Brooklyn her first bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh9ZgbaEI/AAAAAAAAAt8/uJO4mjIixUQ/s1600/DSCN1446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh9ZgbaEI/AAAAAAAAAt8/uJO4mjIixUQ/s320/DSCN1446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555508954040854594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh9ZgbaEI/AAAAAAAAAt8/uJO4mjIixUQ/s1600/DSCN1446.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brooklyn's first bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhLRYYArI/AAAAAAAAAt0/iYzgybcVeN8/s1600/DSCN1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhLRYYArI/AAAAAAAAAt0/iYzgybcVeN8/s1600/DSCN1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhLRYYArI/AAAAAAAAAt0/iYzgybcVeN8/s320/DSCN1443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555508092866134706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhLRYYArI/AAAAAAAAAt0/iYzgybcVeN8/s1600/DSCN1443.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin had these set up for when I got home, it was pretty cool. They were 7' tall and had their names on them with all their birth information, and we get to keep that plaque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhLLwQXvI/AAAAAAAAAts/DPVIRWx3CDk/s1600/DSCN1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhLLwQXvI/AAAAAAAAAts/DPVIRWx3CDk/s320/DSCN1435.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555508091355684594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhLLwQXvI/AAAAAAAAAts/DPVIRWx3CDk/s1600/DSCN1435.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holding Brooklyn for the first time. This is the breathing machine that she was on at first. It was so hard to see her and Brody having to wear this, it broke my heart every time, but they were only on it for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhK0FDCVI/AAAAAAAAAtk/tN6nKeHVf6o/s1600/DSCN1504.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhK0FDCVI/AAAAAAAAAtk/tN6nKeHVf6o/s1600/DSCN1504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhK0FDCVI/AAAAAAAAAtk/tN6nKeHVf6o/s320/DSCN1504.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555508085000440146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brody hated his first photo shoot. He thought," if I just lay here maybe they will leave me alone". We didn't we just laughed. He will enjoy this later in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhKrM2AQI/AAAAAAAAAtc/TjFCRH6L4uM/s1600/DSCN1503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhKrM2AQI/AAAAAAAAAtc/TjFCRH6L4uM/s320/DSCN1503.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555508082617221378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhKrM2AQI/AAAAAAAAAtc/TjFCRH6L4uM/s1600/DSCN1503.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Giving his dad the evil eye. He thought that his dad was supposed to look out for his best intrest and not let mom play dress up with him, but dad loved this just as much as mom did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhKQigKKI/AAAAAAAAAtU/qTmLKWVlzRE/s1600/DSCN1499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkhKQigKKI/AAAAAAAAAtU/qTmLKWVlzRE/s320/DSCN1499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555508075460307106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brooklyn loved her photo shoot, she is so CUTE and chill and I can't get enough of her. We can't wait to have them home and being able to just sit and cuddle them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-6335933531104668068?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6335933531104668068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6335933531104668068' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6335933531104668068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6335933531104668068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/12/cutest-babies-in-nicuor-thats-what-we.html' title='The cutest babies in the NICU.........or that&apos;s what we think'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/TRkh-qyS4yI/AAAAAAAAAuc/B2VQBzPnFng/s72-c/DSCN1479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-2626980164414283227</id><published>2010-12-17T16:06:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T18:58:27.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brody Jacob and Brooklyn Alexis Have Arrived......</title><content type='html'>I have waited a long time to right this post. Not in actual days, but years as I have waited for a long time to be an official MOM. This past week my life got turned upside down, and my dreams became reality. I have have patiently waited these last few weeks to get to go home. All I wanted is to keep those babies in my belly until January 1st at least. This past week my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sonos&lt;/span&gt; had proved that nothing had changed and that my cervix was still measuring the same and the babies were still growing, my contractions had stopped (the first night that I entered the hospital). My doctor had said when I first arrived that around 34 weeks if I was still here he would probably send me home to bed rest, because 34-36 weeks is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;simi&lt;/span&gt; normal for having twins, but ideal was getting past 36 weeks. So week 33 came and my doctor came in and said that if I promised to behave I could go home on bed rest coming in to see him at least once a week. Check Check and Check I was so happy to go home and be at my house. So this was around 9am Wednesday morning. About 9:30 my nurse came in and to check all my vitals and send me on my way. She took my blood pressure and it was high, it's NEVER been high since I've arrived. So we checked it again and again for about an hour. Since it didn't go down he had my blood drawn and urine checked to see if everything was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, well it wasn't. Apparently I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;preeclampsia&lt;/span&gt; and my kidneys weren't doing good and my liver was following right behind it. So at about 5 to 11 on Wednesday just a couple of hours after I thought that I was going home, my doc came in and said that we were having the babies today. Not only were we having the babies today, and since I had gotten sick to fast with no symptoms he didn't want to chance me getting sicker with an eduction so it was strait to a c section it was. I called Justin bawling that we were having the babies today and that we weren't going home, not only were we having them, but in an hour and he needed to get there. The next opening was at 12 and that was my stop, although it took a little longer than expected because the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; wasn't ready for us. So at about 1:45 I went back to get started and get all ready for my babies to arrive, I thought that they forgot about Justin, but they don' get the dads until they make the first incision, but then I had started to panic just a little. But that all stopped when I heard the first cry....... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TQv77k5uh8I/AAAAAAAAAsg/oVKKlghn87E/s1600/IMG_2658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551807966600923074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TQv77k5uh8I/AAAAAAAAAsg/oVKKlghn87E/s320/IMG_2658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brooklyn Alexis Lee&lt;br /&gt;Born 12-15-10 @ 2:11 pm&lt;br /&gt;4lbs 11 oz&lt;br /&gt;17 3/4 long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TQv779qz2cI/AAAAAAAAAso/SXYV-NgrA7Y/s1600/IMG_2659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551807973249243586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TQv779qz2cI/AAAAAAAAAso/SXYV-NgrA7Y/s320/IMG_2659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;rody&lt;/span&gt; Jacob Lee&lt;br /&gt;Born 12-15-10 @ 2:14 pm&lt;br /&gt;3 lbs 12 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;16 1/2 Long&lt;br /&gt;To us they look like mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;me's&lt;/span&gt; of the two of us. It is so funny that they look so much like each of us, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;brody&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;justin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;brooklyn&lt;/span&gt; to me. Since I got sick the first 24hrs I was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; that would not let me out of my bed, so I didn't even get to go see them until last night, but all is good now, and I love going to visit them. I get to walk around and move, but I have no energy to do so, so it's a little overwhelming. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TQwCOgiOy6I/AAAAAAAAAsw/hQQeBqxE3Sk/s1600/IMG_2660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551814888915913634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TQwCOgiOy6I/AAAAAAAAAsw/hQQeBqxE3Sk/s320/IMG_2660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Brooklyn in her little bed, she really is doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I know that it looks a little scary, but she is just small and needs help with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TQwCO7xAeTI/AAAAAAAAAs4/4sSgEEVY-9E/s1600/IMG_2662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551814896225646898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TQwCO7xAeTI/AAAAAAAAAs4/4sSgEEVY-9E/s320/IMG_2662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Same with Brody, can you believe all that hair that both of them have?????? And Brody is blond how crazy is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TQwCPKxSSaI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ZgjYra34bVc/s1600/IMG_2672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551814900253346210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TQwCPKxSSaI/AAAAAAAAAtA/ZgjYra34bVc/s320/IMG_2672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TQwCPMm6PXI/AAAAAAAAAtI/4P9pBSl3D4Y/s1600/IMG_2677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551814900746698098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TQwCPMm6PXI/AAAAAAAAAtI/4P9pBSl3D4Y/s320/IMG_2677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today they were a little  jaundice and so they have to be under a lamp all day, and I love their sunglasses!!!!! It really was so cute to go in and see them with these on it helps to make things a little lighter. I will try my hardest to keep everyone updated, but there is  a lot going on and so it's really hard to be in touch with everyone. Thanks for all your well wishes and love and support for our new little family.  Love you lots, Emma and Justin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-2626980164414283227?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/2626980164414283227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=2626980164414283227' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/2626980164414283227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/2626980164414283227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/12/brody-jacob-and-brooklyn-alexis-have.html' title='Brody Jacob and Brooklyn Alexis Have Arrived......'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/TQv77k5uh8I/AAAAAAAAAsg/oVKKlghn87E/s72-c/IMG_2658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-2087553028446968429</id><published>2010-12-09T11:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T11:47:22.367-06:00</updated><title type='text'>32 Weeks</title><content type='html'>So we made it to out next milestone, 32 weeks!!!!! We are just trucking along and hanging in there. I've been here for 4 weeks now, and it's getting easier for me to deal with what's going on. They feed you three meals a day, let me out for 2 30 minute wheelchair rides, and I get to shower and watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; whenever. It's not like jail AT ALL. Visitors have been great and I have such a good time to see new faces. Justin is so good at coming up here to visit everyday, but he is so burnt out that most of the time he is napping or he is bored out of his mind just sitting here because he can think of all the things that need to be done at home. He had someone come in and paint and repaint our house. I can't wait to see how everything looks, Justin said that it looks like a different house. He also has my cousin there working on organizing all our little messes around the house that I just ignore, because I can't get my husband to tell me what he wants done with everything, but I guess when you are paying someone to do it your attitude is a little different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as far as everything goes for these babies they are still playing in the womb and hopefully they are there for about 4 more weeks. The doctor has been talking about sending me home to bed rest, but yesterday when we did a couple of different tests I didn't pass them. My cervix has shorten a little bit more, but when Brooklyn's head is right there it makes a world of difference. I had to have this swab test done to see if I was leaking any juices to show signs of delivering when in the next 10-14 days and that was awful!!!!! I have had it done before and it wasn't bad at all, but this time I think just the fact that she came in at 6am to do it was the first bad thing. Then it felt like she had sand paper wrapped around the cotton ball and she was just shoving that thing up there, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;grrrr&lt;/span&gt;. I then went to go to the bathroom and shower and I notice a little bit of blood. That's when I started to freak out inside. I called the nurse station to see if that was normal and she basically said no, but it could be something else, because I had also went to the bathroom and it burned!!!!!!!!!!!! So on top of not being able to go home, they think I have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;UTI&lt;/span&gt;. Great! I have never had something like that which I feel blessed that this is my first one, because they suck. She told me to up my liquids, to drink 4 28oz size mugs of water. I was like are you kidding me, I started to do what she asked of me, but I was up seriously every 5 minutes, I don't think it's possible for a pregnant women to do that, let alone one who is on bed rest and is supposed to be lying down. A little later I called to see what they had found out because I wanted some medicine to get this thing cured, but the nurse said she talked to the doctor and he thought it might be a kidney stone. WHAT!!!!!!!!!! So now we have to what to see what the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;culture&lt;/span&gt; says and all I can do is breathing exercises while I pee so I can handle the burn until they figure out what's going on. Needless to say yesterday was not a good day up here at the hospital. It's a little better today, but not near cleared up so I hope we find out soon. Also, after the nice cotton swab test, the doctor came in to exam me to help him get a better idea as to what was going on with my cervix and he said that it was soft and I was about 50% effaced. That made me freak out a little more because he kind of gave me a run around as to what that meant, but the nurse told me that people can walk around for weeks at that, so that helped relieve my worry some. So the doctor came in today and said that he will most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;likely&lt;/span&gt; have me home for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and then from that I only have about 2 weeks left before I want to have the kids so I'll have to be really good at home. I can't wait for these guys to get here, as much as I hate all this sitting around I know that life is going to get really crazy soon, but after all this I can't wait to see and hold these little guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-2087553028446968429?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/2087553028446968429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=2087553028446968429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/2087553028446968429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/2087553028446968429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/12/32-weeks.html' title='32 Weeks'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-8480073263037930684</id><published>2010-12-01T22:39:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T22:55:34.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New View</title><content type='html'>So I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;movin&lt;/span&gt; on up. To the East side, to a deluxe apartment in the sky!!!!!!!! That's right folks someone went home today and since I have been here the longest I got to move into a MUCH bigger room with some what of a view. I can actually fit in my bathroom now without bumping my belly on the door when I was trying to enter it or leave. Justin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gets&lt;/span&gt; so antsy that he starts to pace, and in our old room it would drive me nuts. Now he can do it because he is far enough away from me that that's not all I can see. So we went from a shoe box to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;refrigerator&lt;/span&gt; box. I have the biggest smile on my face. So now when you come to visit me I'm in a different room down the hall, and for all those who haven't come to visit shame on you!!!!! Just kidding, I understand everyone is busy or has kids, but please feel free to bring them on up because there is enough room for a small party now. The doctor can't make up his mind on to if he is going to keep me here or let me go home so he keeps giving me false hope, now that I have this good room watch him let me go home and I won't get to enjoy this. Who am I kidding one night in this room is worth the move, but to be honest with you I hope he keeps me here a little longer so Justin can get through Christmas lights and not have to worry about me getting up to get myself breakfast and lunch or trying to do something I'm not supposed to do because I'm home and I see that something needs to get done. I had Justin do a little rearranging when we got in here and he didn't quite finish and it's killing me!!!!! My clothes are still sitting in my suitcase, and all my bathroom stuff was still in it's bag, but I needed to get ready for bed so I had to but all my bathroom stuff away, but I was good and left the clothes alone because these babies do not like me up on my feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-8480073263037930684?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/8480073263037930684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=8480073263037930684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/8480073263037930684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/8480073263037930684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-view.html' title='New View'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-3906500971372971575</id><published>2010-11-29T18:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T18:44:22.901-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TPRIdx6g4hI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Px7bwtO3Yck/s1600/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545136717652091410" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TPRIdx6g4hI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Px7bwtO3Yck/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Nice facial expression)&lt;/p&gt;So we made it to 30 weeks!!!!!! I've been here at the hospital for two and a half weeks and it really hasn't been that bad. I've had lots of visitors(thank you all) and wonderful husband who is here as much as he possibly can be. I have great nurses that are really nice, some are a little odd or really by the book which is a little annoying, but for the most part they are great. the babies are doing great. They move like crazy now and it's so funny, because Brody tries so hard to kick off the heart rate monitor and the contraction monitor whenever they are on. Brooklyn doesn't have very much room to move, but she tries. Yesterday at when the doc did the sono she weighed in at 4lbs and Brody at 3.2lbs. I was a little worried that he was so small, but the doc said that he is normal and she is a little fatty. So cute!!!!! Last time they told me their weight she was 3lbs and he was almost 3lbs and that was 2 weeks ago, so I'm hoping that they only grow about 3 more lbs or I'm going to have one HUGE belly. As boring as it is up here I'm so happy that my cervix still measures the same, it hasn't gotten any shorter, and my contractions are minimal. I'm also happy that even though I'm eating three well rounded meals a day I haven't gained any weight while on bed rest, but it's probably because I'm losing muscle, but it is what it is. Last week a couple of my friends came up for a girls night and we played games and made a count down chain, so I get to tear one off a day until hopefully 36 weeks and then the babies will be here. If you don't mind keep us in your prayers so these babies come out healthy and happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-3906500971372971575?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/3906500971372971575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=3906500971372971575' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3906500971372971575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3906500971372971575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/11/30-weeks.html' title='30 Weeks'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/TPRIdx6g4hI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Px7bwtO3Yck/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-1338267157121941495</id><published>2010-11-26T11:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T12:02:53.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been busy</title><content type='html'>So while I have been here in the joint I've had lots of projects to keep me sane. If any of you know me really I'm not really a crafty person, I just don't use my time with crafts I'd rather be unproductive and watch TV or read a book. So to add a little somethin somethin to this place I have been making a few thing to hang up and decorate.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_wqCEsxMI/AAAAAAAAArw/Kjd6gYBIme8/s1600/Northeast_Tarrant-20101121-00008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543914271218123970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_wqCEsxMI/AAAAAAAAArw/Kjd6gYBIme8/s320/Northeast_Tarrant-20101121-00008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started decorating for Christmas a little with my North Pole venue. Santa Claus is coming to town!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_wzxumXRI/AAAAAAAAAsI/xWeaQ-KeIQ8/s1600/Northeast_Tarrant-20101121-00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543914438629154066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_wzxumXRI/AAAAAAAAAsI/xWeaQ-KeIQ8/s320/Northeast_Tarrant-20101121-00011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_wqQUXitI/AAAAAAAAAr4/9opJSABZ4_c/s1600/Northeast_Tarrant-20101121-00009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543914275041938130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_wqQUXitI/AAAAAAAAAr4/9opJSABZ4_c/s320/Northeast_Tarrant-20101121-00009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_wqq1iVdI/AAAAAAAAAsA/n0LUUm36ipQ/s1600/Northeast_Tarrant-20101121-00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543914282160379346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_wqq1iVdI/AAAAAAAAAsA/n0LUUm36ipQ/s320/Northeast_Tarrant-20101121-00010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I dabbled in a little light coloring projects to keep me busy. Until I got some real projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_wpzLhUqI/AAAAAAAAAro/JHi6KvPKwhY/s1600/Northeast_Tarrant-20101121-00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543914267220202146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_wpzLhUqI/AAAAAAAAAro/JHi6KvPKwhY/s320/Northeast_Tarrant-20101121-00007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister came over with a bag full of goodies and all the materials to actually do a real craft project. We stared with making these flowers, I'm allergic to the real thing so I settled for these bad boys that won't lose their color or start to wilt. I love them and they were so easy to make, I should make another bouquet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_wpUiKzEI/AAAAAAAAArg/ViwI9Va9uI8/s1600/Northeast_Tarrant-20101121-00006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543914258993695810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_wpUiKzEI/AAAAAAAAArg/ViwI9Va9uI8/s320/Northeast_Tarrant-20101121-00006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my next project. My sister went and got me some scrapbook paper and I went to town with cutting the pages into strips and then gluing them on the wreath. I was pretty time consuming, but I have a lot &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; time around here. I plan on making three more of these. Another Christmas one and then I want to make a boy one and a girl one for Brody and Brooklyn's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_w0PRm34I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/jK8YHnnCbFw/s1600/Northeast_Tarrant-20101125-00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543914446560616322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_w0PRm34I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/jK8YHnnCbFw/s320/Northeast_Tarrant-20101125-00013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my last endeavor. I ripped pages from a book and then rolled and fanned and twisted the pages to glue them to this wreath. I need to fix the middle of it, and make it have more of a hole, but then it should be good. I have few more things in the works, like making hair bows for Brooklyn and I'm working on a cross stitch, but I'm not really that good at it, to many holes. Hopefully I can fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mary do these wreaths look familiar???? Did y'all do them for enrichment???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1338267157121941495?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1338267157121941495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1338267157121941495' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1338267157121941495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1338267157121941495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/11/ive-been-busy.html' title='I&apos;ve been busy'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/TO_wqCEsxMI/AAAAAAAAArw/Kjd6gYBIme8/s72-c/Northeast_Tarrant-20101121-00008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-5217927069059934936</id><published>2010-11-25T21:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T11:37:23.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful.........</title><content type='html'>sunshine on my face&lt;br /&gt;bundling up for cold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot cocoa on that cold day&lt;br /&gt;doctors and nurses who take care of me&lt;br /&gt;my babies kicking and growing in my belly&lt;br /&gt;my husband who is taking care of me&lt;br /&gt;projects that keep me busy&lt;br /&gt;friends that stop by to say hello&lt;br /&gt;the joy of being pregnant and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anticipating&lt;/span&gt; their birth&lt;br /&gt;medicine that can stop contractions&lt;br /&gt;air control in my room so that it's a nice 65 degrees&lt;br /&gt;my daily shower to get out of bed&lt;br /&gt;wheelchair rides to get out of my room&lt;br /&gt;family&lt;br /&gt;my home&lt;br /&gt;my love and knowledge of the gospel&lt;br /&gt;yummy desert&lt;br /&gt;a good vacation&lt;br /&gt;giggles from a child&lt;br /&gt;smiles from a stranger&lt;br /&gt;happy people&lt;br /&gt;things that make me laugh (which is a lot)&lt;br /&gt;life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-5217927069059934936?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5217927069059934936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5217927069059934936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5217927069059934936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5217927069059934936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful.........'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-7816733079634938482</id><published>2010-11-21T22:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:40:11.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Want.......</title><content type='html'>I want.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have a normal pregnancy&lt;br /&gt;to have my babies grow as long as possible in my belly&lt;br /&gt;to wear all my cute maternity clothes at home hanging in my closet&lt;br /&gt;to not have a sore bum from lying down sitting in a bed all day&lt;br /&gt;to start enjoying this time off from cooking, cleaning, grocery shopping&lt;br /&gt;to walk down the hall&lt;br /&gt;to be able to go to church&lt;br /&gt;to be able to go any where&lt;br /&gt;to drive my car&lt;br /&gt;to not worry if I took to long of a shower&lt;br /&gt;to be able to go Christmas shopping instead of doing it online&lt;br /&gt;to be able to see my baby furniture that just came in&lt;br /&gt;to be able to help my husband with work so that he is not so run down and over worked&lt;br /&gt;to have a better attitude about being on bed rest&lt;br /&gt;to find more projects to do while I'm sitting here&lt;br /&gt;to appreciate that the doctors found this problem before it went to far&lt;br /&gt;to not hate my doctors for not letting me go home&lt;br /&gt;to know that I can handle this and not go crazy or go into a depression&lt;br /&gt;to have better hospital food&lt;br /&gt;to be able to go home for thanksgiving dinner&lt;br /&gt;to stop feeling sorry for myself and be thankful that my babies are safe inside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a hard day!!! Even though I've been blessed with great friends and family that have been so kind to come and visit me whenever they get a chance, I still felt like I was all alone. I have been doing lots of projects to keep me busy, but that's all it is is busy work. I'm sorry that this post is so negative but that's my mood today. I did get wheelchair privileges yesterday so i got to go outside and enjoy the fresh air, and tonight my sister  ad her family and my parents all came up here and Justin wheeled me down to the cafeteria for dinner. It was nice to eat a meal at a table and chair instead of my bed. So this week should be good, and I can look forward to getting out of me room for 30 minutes twice a day, so that will be nice. I'm keeping my glass half full and looking at the days that have past instead of how many more there will be. once i get my pictures off my phone I will post the fun projects that I've been doing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-7816733079634938482?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/7816733079634938482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=7816733079634938482' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7816733079634938482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7816733079634938482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-want.html' title='I Want.......'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-5000804502951273122</id><published>2010-11-17T10:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T11:42:25.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My first week!!!</title><content type='html'>Not everybody that I blog with is a friend on facebook as well, manly because I don't really facebook a ton and for that matter I don't really blog a whole lot either. Anyways, last Wednesday I went to the Doctor for a check up and a sono. We did the sono first, and everything was looking good, the babies are growing good, nothing looked abnormal and they were weighing in pretty close to 3 pounds each. This was my 28 weeks appointment, so in my eyes things were great. The tech needed to get one more measurement, and that was of my cervix, which she was having a hard time doing, so she did the internal sono. I thought nothing of it, since this is my first pregnancy and all I thought that this was normal. She didn't really say a whole lot just that we'd have to see what the doctor had to say. Justin was teasing me and telling me that I would love bed rest because all I do is lay around and do nothing. Whatever!!! So the doctor came in and Justin was correct he was putting me on bed rest. My cervix had shortened and I was apparently having contractions. So since we didn't want the babies to come early he told me that I was going on bed rest. I looked at Justin and gave him an evil eye, but then that's when the doctor dropped the bomb on me, he said ok so I'm going to call upstairs and have them get a room ready for you. WHAT!!!!! Yep that's right folks, he but me on bed rest at the hospital for the remainder of my pregnancy, at least 6 weeks. I almost started crying right then and there not because there was a possibility that I might go into labor, but I was going to be stuck at the hospital and I didn't get to do my favorite thanksgiving tradition, black Friday shopping. I didn't worry about the babies, because for some reason I don't have a fear of them coming to early, it's weird, so hopefully I'm right about this, but I know that the doctor caught this in time that me and babies will be safe. The first night I was having some contractions so they put me on some medicine to stop them, and the next morning me cervix hadn't changed so that was a good sign. To me though all I could think about is that they got my contractions to stop, they put me on a pump of medicine so I can take it home, so why can't I be on bed rest at home?????? I'm still having a really hard time with that, but I know that here if anything happens I'm here and hopefully they can get it under control. The babies are moving a ton more and it's so funny to watch my belly contort and pop when they kick. We've come to realization that their names are going to be Brody and Brooklyn, and know I tend to call them that and it's fun. Brody is not a fan of the heart rate monitor that they put on my belly twice a day and tries to kick it off the whole time he is on it. He has even been know to roll over so that we have to hold the sensor a certain way and angle so that we can get this heart beat. Thank you to all the people who have had time to come up and say hello, and bring us food. Justin teased me about being on bed rest, but he's on it too because all he can do is come up here and sit with me at night, which is hard for him because he doesn't like to sit still. He has had to do my laundry and bring me supplies from home whenever he gets a chance, while he is running around trying to get Christmas lights up and bids and get over a cold, poor guy. I think that there is a reason women are meant to housewife's!!!!! He is doing a great job and I couldn't thank him enough. I'll post more pictures on the next update with some of the projects I'm doing and a picture of my big fat belly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-5000804502951273122?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5000804502951273122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5000804502951273122' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5000804502951273122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5000804502951273122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-first-week.html' title='My first week!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-2047945747223223920</id><published>2010-10-05T12:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T12:19:10.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Posts</title><content type='html'>So I'm going there my camera that I never use to see all the pictures that I have never documented. So here are a few new posts and there are more to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-2047945747223223920?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/2047945747223223920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=2047945747223223920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/2047945747223223920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/2047945747223223920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-posts.html' title='New Posts'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-3814770777630574011</id><published>2010-10-05T12:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T12:16:28.182-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Riden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So next on my list of things that never made it to the blog was how much my boys love riding!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; came down for Spring Break and they went riding everyday. Also, Justin finally got a new bike and he loves it. The deal with a new bike was that he could have a new bike when I got a baby in my belly. Well a great deal came up on a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;KTM&lt;/span&gt; and so I couldn't deprive him of something that he was so in love with because we were waiting for some thing that I wasn't sure was ever going to happen. I guess since he got what he wanted we got a little extra in return, TWINS!!! Anyway, here are some fun shots of the boys loving there new toys.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtchCcpZTI/AAAAAAAAArI/V7_OSfr6Mxs/s1600/DSCN1384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524611090562508082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtchCcpZTI/AAAAAAAAArI/V7_OSfr6Mxs/s320/DSCN1384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtchpiFZeI/AAAAAAAAArQ/CFiYMnpS04s/s1600/DSCN1385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524611101054297570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtchpiFZeI/AAAAAAAAArQ/CFiYMnpS04s/s320/DSCN1385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtciCN0NyI/AAAAAAAAArY/-GNU7ksl_EY/s1600/DSCN1389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524611107680171810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtciCN0NyI/AAAAAAAAArY/-GNU7ksl_EY/s320/DSCN1389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since he bought a new bike he had to sell his old one, we had the perfect person to buy it, Ryan his brother, so they same with us to the motocross park, I didn't get any pictures of Ryan, but with all of us there there had to be a few rides given, isn't she the cutest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;motocrosser&lt;/span&gt; you've ever seen.&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/2041992596439759792-3814770777630574011?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/3814770777630574011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=3814770777630574011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3814770777630574011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3814770777630574011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/10/riden.html' title='Riden'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtchCcpZTI/AAAAAAAAArI/V7_OSfr6Mxs/s72-c/DSCN1384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-5918364973305143178</id><published>2010-10-05T11:29:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T12:03:32.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dominican Republic Here we come!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes you read this right we went to the DR this past &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;. One of Justin's lighting suppliers had an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;incentives&lt;/span&gt; that if you sell enough product they give you a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wherever&lt;/span&gt; they are going that year. This past year, Justin, me and his brother Ryan all went. We stayed at am all inclusive resort, we ate lost of food, lied on the beach, and went out on the buggy buggy cars.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtURJE3EKI/AAAAAAAAApw/J26w0D4W4J4/s1600/DSCN1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524602021370859682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtURJE3EKI/AAAAAAAAApw/J26w0D4W4J4/s320/DSCN1343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was so much dust on our tour that they told us to wear this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bandannas&lt;/span&gt; so that we could still breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtURXFcb5I/AAAAAAAAAp4/dxBB84MEqOw/s1600/DSCN1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524602025131405202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtURXFcb5I/AAAAAAAAAp4/dxBB84MEqOw/s320/DSCN1344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtVDGrTwcI/AAAAAAAAAqY/YZnD-RD7QBc/s1600/DSCN1347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524602879720276418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtVDGrTwcI/AAAAAAAAAqY/YZnD-RD7QBc/s320/DSCN1347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first of the tour was on the road. That's right the ROAD/Highway. It was so funny that things like this can fly. Along with us being aloud on the road so is livestock, if you look closely you can see brown spots is tried horse patties. So the whole time that we were on our tour we had to dodge poo. If you ran it over it would fling poo back at us, it was so gross!!!!! One lady hosed her husband, all up his arm and all oer his shirt, I told Justin if he did that to me I would throw up on his lap. The cars themselves were far more exciting than the actual tour, or coffee and sugar and a really lame flea market, but we had a great time and made some new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtXJ3MOSzI/AAAAAAAAAqw/gSDBKfZsGY0/s1600/DSCN1357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524605194845702962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtXJ3MOSzI/AAAAAAAAAqw/gSDBKfZsGY0/s320/DSCN1357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good thing we got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bandannas&lt;/span&gt; huh!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the buggy buggy cars we headed to the beach, and saw this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtXwZq4f1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/z2_kupS26ps/s1600/DSCN1358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524605856936132434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtXwZq4f1I/AAAAAAAAAq4/z2_kupS26ps/s320/DSCN1358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh baby this was a sight!!!!!! He was out there every day in his tiny little swim suit and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; made me laugh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtXwyYtmTI/AAAAAAAAArA/ifoXICv9Luw/s1600/DSCN1372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524605863570807090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtXwyYtmTI/AAAAAAAAArA/ifoXICv9Luw/s320/DSCN1372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The guys didn't enjoy the view as much so they headed out for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kayak&lt;/span&gt; surfing and had a good time. Thanks DR for such a great time, I loved the break, but it was so humid as gross down there that my feet were swollen the whole time and I could only wear one of the pair of flip flops that I brought, but it was fantastic.&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/2041992596439759792-5918364973305143178?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5918364973305143178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5918364973305143178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5918364973305143178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5918364973305143178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/10/dominican-republic-here-we-come.html' title='Dominican Republic Here we come!!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtURJE3EKI/AAAAAAAAApw/J26w0D4W4J4/s72-c/DSCN1343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-3379030247507762685</id><published>2010-10-05T11:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T11:29:10.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowboys Playoffs!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtR891EwQI/AAAAAAAAApo/RaFhOSMcKwg/s1600/DSCN1341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524599475731218690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtR891EwQI/AAAAAAAAApo/RaFhOSMcKwg/s320/DSCN1341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how far behind I am on posting events in our lives!!!! At the beginning of the year Justin and I went to our first playoff game. It was so much fun. There was so much energy in the stadium that it made the whole thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; different. They won, but as we know they didn't make it all the way, but here's to this year. Go Cowboys!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-3379030247507762685?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/3379030247507762685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=3379030247507762685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3379030247507762685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3379030247507762685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/10/cowboys-playoffs.html' title='Cowboys Playoffs!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/TKtR891EwQI/AAAAAAAAApo/RaFhOSMcKwg/s72-c/DSCN1341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-1428890918269243876</id><published>2010-07-22T14:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T14:18:40.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cravings!!</title><content type='html'>Last night my husband really wanted to get out of the house and take a drive on his new toy, a golf cart, I'll post about that later, so he tried to bribe me with ice cream to get me off the couch. I said no thanks I'm good I don't really feel good. His comment to me was you MUST be really sick to deny ice cream twice in one night. I hope that he gets it a little more that I'm not just trying to get out of house work, I really don't feel good some days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1428890918269243876?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1428890918269243876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1428890918269243876' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1428890918269243876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1428890918269243876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/07/cravings.html' title='Cravings!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-1272237016252227394</id><published>2010-07-20T11:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T12:22:17.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!!!!</title><content type='html'>Blogging is hard to keep up with. I don't feel like I'm ever doing anything blog worthy, and we NEVER take the camera anywhere. Braxten has come and gone this summer. I had so much fun with him this year. He is growing up so fast and it makes me a little sad. He doesn't just miss his mom anymore when he comes out he is starting to miss his friends, which just makes me think he is getting to old. Braxten has such an imagination, and loves to build. He builds legos and makes new worlds and skate parks and his mind just keeps going, he is so smart. We got to spend a lot of time together this summer. The first two weeks he was here, his cousin came out with him from Utah, and his grandparents and aunt. It was so much fun having everyone here, and playing and I think Braxten really liked having his cousin on his turf for a change. They were XBOX junkies anytime they weren't in the pool or on the lake, so I thought that it was going to be a long summer, because I'm to old to watch them play because it makes me sick. But after he went home Braxten did a lot more lego building and so forth. Justin had to work A LOT this summer because about two weeks into Braxten being here his lead guy quit so he had to go install lights everyday, instead of just line the guys out. So there was a lot of time with just B and I, but I loved it, except shower time and teeth brushing time!! Braxten's new love this summer was Six Flags, he loves roller coasters. Last time we went he wouldn't ride anything and this summer he went twice and all he rode was the adult rides, no kiddie rides this year. I think his dad going with him helped him be a little tougher this year, but he still loved it. Justin on the other hand gets motion sickness on them and it hurts his back. I told B next time I would go and we would leave the old man at home. Which brings me to our next exciting news of the summer. After six and half long years of trying to get pregnant our prayers have been answered and we are having TWINS!!!!!!!!!!!! We are so happy and a little overwhelmed, but can't wait to welcome our new members to the family. I can't wait to find out what we are having. My due date is Feb.3rd but we will most likely have them the first of the year. So if you've just done the math in your head I'm 3 months along and counting down until they come. Everything is going good, but there was a little bit of a scare at first so the is why I have waited to long to post. I'm so thankful to be able to have had the journey that we've been on to have children. I don't wish it upon anyone, but it brings you closer as a family and that I wouldn't trade for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d315980bfd4dfbd2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd315980bfd4dfbd2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D7D1179051BAA2DD5A10FD76AAAB39909B34750.12865434C734A9517B031ECB2EE70F94F65A3884%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd315980bfd4dfbd2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSY1d6MmNUe_qyO0wPnVn4io8QJY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd315980bfd4dfbd2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D7D1179051BAA2DD5A10FD76AAAB39909B34750.12865434C734A9517B031ECB2EE70F94F65A3884%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd315980bfd4dfbd2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSY1d6MmNUe_qyO0wPnVn4io8QJY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;    &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2ae86b6af1bbb51f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ae86b6af1bbb51f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFBD858E597ED4500DF2ED8D28A07125DE1B7282.273374C1F1223275137234C9E5C9C211FF593552%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ae86b6af1bbb51f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTwCBOWTu6_Xevzb0rk4ophr3oIs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2ae86b6af1bbb51f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFBD858E597ED4500DF2ED8D28A07125DE1B7282.273374C1F1223275137234C9E5C9C211FF593552%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2ae86b6af1bbb51f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTwCBOWTu6_Xevzb0rk4ophr3oIs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby A was in a much better spot than B but in both videos you can see the heart beats!!! It's so cool, I can't get over the fact that TWO are coming. We of course want healthy babies and that's all we ask for, but I'm also hoping that it's one of each!!!!! We'll see!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1272237016252227394?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1272237016252227394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1272237016252227394' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1272237016252227394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1272237016252227394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/07/update.html' title='Update!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-5103286350585984173</id><published>2010-03-23T15:27:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:51:23.012-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I Know I said I was WAY behind!!!! So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; was able to join us this year the day after Christmas. we tried so hard to make it really special for him as always. This year we went all out and got him a new Honda 70 and all the gear to go with it. He is a natural. He didn't hesitate one bit, it was so cool to see him in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6klJ-FlpJI/AAAAAAAAAow/Ehih9WGNHJk/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451929677124183186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6klJ-FlpJI/AAAAAAAAAow/Ehih9WGNHJk/s320/nov+dec+09+188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6klKDdc2uI/AAAAAAAAAo4/VbGMIKbTUfQ/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451929678566447842" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6klKDdc2uI/AAAAAAAAAo4/VbGMIKbTUfQ/s320/nov+dec+09+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6klKrToQEI/AAAAAAAAApA/_9cpGU4ewOo/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451929689262669890" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6klKrToQEI/AAAAAAAAApA/_9cpGU4ewOo/s320/nov+dec+09+190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had him open each piece of his gear up first, without seeing the bike, but he was way to smart for us and figured it out after the first present. Last year he rode this little 4x4 while he was here and we kept telling that is what all the gear is for, but he didn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; us. So I told Justin to take the trash out, then asked B to help him, and low and behold that was his bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6kmzrL7KdI/AAAAAAAAApI/pu10ceh9A2A/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451931493116619218" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6kmzrL7KdI/AAAAAAAAApI/pu10ceh9A2A/s320/nov+dec+09+203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's a Cool Rider, He's A Cool Cool Rider!! Name that Movie?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6knhrVPRtI/AAAAAAAAApQ/oZXeriksahQ/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451932283429668562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6knhrVPRtI/AAAAAAAAApQ/oZXeriksahQ/s320/nov+dec+09+247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rider Number 9!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b0f46d8020896046" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db0f46d8020896046%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69F36183B48F6FF6383B57B510E5C7E0B90E6A87.415255C6893ECC64A4E98327F048AA4A65560AEE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db0f46d8020896046%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO04JLpCEsMgh6wD0rMx5CkbjU6g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db0f46d8020896046%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69F36183B48F6FF6383B57B510E5C7E0B90E6A87.415255C6893ECC64A4E98327F048AA4A65560AEE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db0f46d8020896046%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO04JLpCEsMgh6wD0rMx5CkbjU6g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-5103286350585984173?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5103286350585984173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5103286350585984173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5103286350585984173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5103286350585984173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/03/christmas.html' title='Christmas!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/S6klJ-FlpJI/AAAAAAAAAow/Ehih9WGNHJk/s72-c/nov+dec+09+188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-1671204764266181868</id><published>2010-03-23T15:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T15:25:17.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Behind!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm so behind on posting I gave up for a while. So I decided that I needed to get myself caught up so here are a few to start off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6kg7mRmkAI/AAAAAAAAAog/AzBKQazyNuU/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451925032167444482" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6kg7mRmkAI/AAAAAAAAAog/AzBKQazyNuU/s400/nov+dec+09+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to a Christmas party this year that was 80's theme. We had so much FUN!!! I love the 80's the music the dress it was great. Justin decided to dress 70's, because lets just face it 70's dress is so much cooler for guys than the ladies. He had on like 4" platform shoes on, it was so funny and by the end of the night he now knows how I feel when I wear heels all night. This is the best picture that I have, so please excuse my top messed up and not the full view, but you get the idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6kjNSVYnYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/jx1a1AKujAk/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451927535075499394" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S6kjNSVYnYI/AAAAAAAAAoo/jx1a1AKujAk/s400/nov+dec+09+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was by far the best outfit ever!!! He had on 4" platform silver glitter boots, it was great, I love a good costume party. Always invite me I'll play along!!!&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/2041992596439759792-1671204764266181868?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1671204764266181868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1671204764266181868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1671204764266181868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1671204764266181868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-behind.html' title='So Behind!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/S6kg7mRmkAI/AAAAAAAAAog/AzBKQazyNuU/s72-c/nov+dec+09+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-938716680856737519</id><published>2010-02-15T16:03:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T09:42:13.047-06:00</updated><title type='text'>STUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>So I'm so behind on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blogging&lt;/span&gt; I don't even know when this happened, but it was a fun filled evening. Justin's cousin called and asked us to come help him to get out of the mud. Justin hesitated because he didn't want to drive across town and by the time we got there, they would be unstuck. Well let me tell you that was NOT the problem. We arrived on scene to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFYSM5I4I/AAAAAAAAAnY/l1PU4XX2k5Q/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595046020031362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFYSM5I4I/AAAAAAAAAnY/l1PU4XX2k5Q/s320/nov+dec+09+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFY4j839I/AAAAAAAAAng/Liw71HjMxbM/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595056317292498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFY4j839I/AAAAAAAAAng/Liw71HjMxbM/s320/nov+dec+09+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One very stuck truck and one very confused dog!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we did a little of this and that and got no were fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFZZc_w9I/AAAAAAAAAno/TmcaTjZVjKQ/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595065146491858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFZZc_w9I/AAAAAAAAAno/TmcaTjZVjKQ/s320/nov+dec+09+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided to try at a different angle, and that is what lead us to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFZqMARzI/AAAAAAAAAnw/aOosxSKTsNA/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595069638625074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFZqMARzI/AAAAAAAAAnw/aOosxSKTsNA/s320/nov+dec+09+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two very stuck trucks and one very confused dog still. After getting to trucks stuck beyond movement we decided to bring in the big guns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFaR9x5wI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FULgYslIdfs/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595080316380930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFaR9x5wI/AAAAAAAAAn4/FULgYslIdfs/s320/nov+dec+09+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This made the big boys happy and one little boy VERY happy, Cash, who is two, wouldn't leave the cab of the CAT even when they were trying to figure out what the next move was. If you look closely you can see him standing in the window. After a lot of hard work and probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt; hours of trying, we got them out.  Only to do this.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFyK0inMI/AAAAAAAAAoA/p_5Qg-6WwiE/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595490715442370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFyK0inMI/AAAAAAAAAoA/p_5Qg-6WwiE/s320/nov+dec+09+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Oops&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So getting this stuck lead to calling the tow truck, but not just any tow truck the biggest of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFyf_IvmI/AAAAAAAAAoI/E1l-bvnjlYc/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595496397028962" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFyf_IvmI/AAAAAAAAAoI/E1l-bvnjlYc/s320/nov+dec+09+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This had to put down leg support things and use all it's might to pull this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;skeedster&lt;/span&gt; out, but we did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;succeed&lt;/span&gt; and it only took about 4 1/2 hours to get everything unstuck. While this was all going on me and the kids were watching Elf in the truck waiting patiently to go to dinner, we were some very hungry folks when this all ended, and dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nGBFOAGxI/AAAAAAAAAoY/EBwmhqT7kwo/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438595746909657874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nGBFOAGxI/AAAAAAAAAoY/EBwmhqT7kwo/s320/nov+dec+09+168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This doesn't do it a lot of justice, but this hole was deep. Well thanks for the fun filled evening Andy, when can we do it again???&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-938716680856737519?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/938716680856737519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=938716680856737519' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/938716680856737519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/938716680856737519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/02/stuck.html' title='STUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/S3nFYSM5I4I/AAAAAAAAAnY/l1PU4XX2k5Q/s72-c/nov+dec+09+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-3664671291014062685</id><published>2010-01-26T10:50:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T11:08:35.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grinch Stole Christmas, on Ice!!!!</title><content type='html'>Or should I say MADE of Ice. We have a hotel around here that every year for Christmas season they put together an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exhibit&lt;/span&gt; of everything made of ice sculptures. It is so cool. Justin's grandma was here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Texas&lt;/span&gt; for about a month and a half so I wanted to take her to do a few things. For this outing we invited everyone to come. We had such a good time, although we had a rather late start, it was still a great time and the kids really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18eeSWPIHI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/4cz4mmk80n4/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431093181302120562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18eeSWPIHI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/4cz4mmk80n4/s320/nov+dec+09+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bundling up for the extreme cold, it's -9 degrees inside the tent, they give every one these blue parkas to stay warm. They are so big on the kids that they look like a bunch of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;penguins&lt;/span&gt; waddling around, it's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18efJjISXI/AAAAAAAAAmY/g9Fepi5iTqE/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431093196120148338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18efJjISXI/AAAAAAAAAmY/g9Fepi5iTqE/s320/nov+dec+09+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Mary, Haley, and the Grinch. This is ALL ice behind them, it's so cool to me, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18efT_DHiI/AAAAAAAAAmg/cd5Ickgaqow/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431093198921604642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18efT_DHiI/AAAAAAAAAmg/cd5Ickgaqow/s320/nov+dec+09+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do they have sculptures, but they make a slide of ice. This is Olivia sliding down, her and Haley were the only kids that would go, but they have a bigger slide for the adults that we all went down, it was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18ef-Yr7iI/AAAAAAAAAmo/7HB-bFmb2lM/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431093210303426082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18ef-Yr7iI/AAAAAAAAAmo/7HB-bFmb2lM/s320/nov+dec+09+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lee's with grandma Mary, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grinch&lt;/span&gt; is back there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18egX2OlzI/AAAAAAAAAmw/uNBYF2gW83o/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431093217138218802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18egX2OlzI/AAAAAAAAAmw/uNBYF2gW83o/s320/nov+dec+09+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my kind of cake, no calories!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18gImKP81I/AAAAAAAAAm4/J0JwmmDPXMY/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431095007686685522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18gImKP81I/AAAAAAAAAm4/J0JwmmDPXMY/s320/nov+dec+09+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18gJKT2JHI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BhHjxFinFvQ/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431095017390613618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18gJKT2JHI/AAAAAAAAAnA/BhHjxFinFvQ/s320/nov+dec+09+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkey!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18gJUSWS1I/AAAAAAAAAnI/xg6z1QyN75U/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431095020068686674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18gJUSWS1I/AAAAAAAAAnI/xg6z1QyN75U/s320/nov+dec+09+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two were so cold! They tried to warm up with the fire candles, but it didn't work out as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18gJwQDDXI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/IIjjVbgTMpI/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431095027575229810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18gJwQDDXI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/IIjjVbgTMpI/s320/nov+dec+09+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-3664671291014062685?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/3664671291014062685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=3664671291014062685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3664671291014062685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3664671291014062685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/01/grinch-stole-christmas-on-ice.html' title='Grinch Stole Christmas, on Ice!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/S18eeSWPIHI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/4cz4mmk80n4/s72-c/nov+dec+09+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-921140318889868461</id><published>2010-01-05T16:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T10:50:13.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Cowboys!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is what we have been up to. Justin of course has not lost his love for the Dallas Cowboys. This year has been a fun season. We had all his family come over for the New Orleans vs Cowboys, which we won of course. The prerequest was that you had to have cowboy gear on to come in. We went to the cowboy store to stock up on our cowboy wear and found a great find I can't wait to have kids to put her, well if I have a girl, so I borrowed my niece Olivia.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18c1GOlLzI/AAAAAAAAAmA/IvX23XSTyHM/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431091374162521906" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18c1GOlLzI/AAAAAAAAAmA/IvX23XSTyHM/s320/nov+dec+09+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18c1Ry_T2I/AAAAAAAAAmI/Qx1TCrkZQeA/s1600-h/nov+dec+09+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431091377268019042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/S18c1Ry_T2I/AAAAAAAAAmI/Qx1TCrkZQeA/s320/nov+dec+09+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even thought the Cowboys ended up joking in the end, the did win a playoff game this year, and hopefully nexy year can make it all the way to the Super Bowl. This year I'm going for the under dogs, Go Saints!!!!!!&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/2041992596439759792-921140318889868461?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/921140318889868461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=921140318889868461' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/921140318889868461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/921140318889868461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2010/01/go-cowboys.html' title='Go Cowboys!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/S18c1GOlLzI/AAAAAAAAAmA/IvX23XSTyHM/s72-c/nov+dec+09+091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-6989002660389407779</id><published>2009-11-25T09:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T09:15:35.937-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed is the Nation Whose God is the Lord Pslam 33:12</title><content type='html'>May dad sent me this e-mail and I don't normally wathc this kind of stuff, but take a few minutes and watch this. I really is Powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6VUo8OuFaiI"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6VUo8OuFaiI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-6989002660389407779?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6989002660389407779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6989002660389407779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6989002660389407779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6989002660389407779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/11/blessed-is-nation-whose-god-is-lord.html' title='Blessed is the Nation Whose God is the Lord Pslam 33:12'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-6153359931486610925</id><published>2009-11-22T18:45:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:16:24.103-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Photographers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a while ago we went to Utah and got awful pics. I called her and she really didn't care that we didn't like the pictures and said that any photo lab would/could fix the pictures we didn't like. Whatever, her mom is on hospice and she was out of town with her, so I cut my losses and decided that she needed the money more than I did. On a good note, when my family was here for Halloween, we got some family photos done and I love them. One of the women that I was in in Young Womens with took them, and she has some amazing talent. I love her eye for a good picture is keen, anyone who lives in this area should really use her for your family photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Montage of all the good pics&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Swnec1He2LI/AAAAAAAAAlY/GgdliRWFm64/s1600/11x14+composite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407097414511155378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Swnec1He2LI/AAAAAAAAAlY/GgdliRWFm64/s320/11x14+composite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Swnf3Vyp73I/AAAAAAAAAlg/Z5OjZEAM9ME/s1600/IMG_9674+5x7+antique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407098969470398322" style="WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Swnf3Vyp73I/AAAAAAAAAlg/Z5OjZEAM9ME/s320/IMG_9674+5x7+antique.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Individuals of my niece and nephew. I love them Jenna is a little model in the making.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SwngWk5AS2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/yNPCFlMtqdY/s1600/IMG_9704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407099506099506018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SwngWk5AS2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/yNPCFlMtqdY/s320/IMG_9704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason I couldn't get the one of my niece Paige uploaded but she is in a tree with all the fall colors, it is so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness for good Photographers!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-6153359931486610925?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6153359931486610925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6153359931486610925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6153359931486610925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6153359931486610925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-photographers.html' title='Good Photographers'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/Swnec1He2LI/AAAAAAAAAlY/GgdliRWFm64/s72-c/11x14+composite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-8395067308961407810</id><published>2009-11-06T16:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:36:08.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photographers?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so when we went up to Utah for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Braxten's&lt;/span&gt; Baptism we got some family photos taken. We had a little bit of a struggle finding a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;photographer&lt;/span&gt;, I'm not going to lie. My mother in law found a lady who is well known for wedding photography and so forth. At a wedding there are quite a bit of family photo shoots so I didn't think that she could be that BAD!!!!!! I can't get over how frustrated I am at how bad the pictures turned out. Some are blurry, some the kids aren't smiling or looking at the camera, some we aren't holding the baby right so you can't see her, others are too far away, they just didn't turn out well at all. So we paid a good amount of money for pictures and to get the CD of the photo shoot, not $100, not even $200 We paid $300 dollars for pictures that weren't photo shopped and look awful. This lady was the one looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;through &lt;/span&gt;the camera, so when she saw that both my boys weren't smiling for any of the photos, why didn't she say anything??????? When my sister in law was holding her baby and you couldn't see her face the way she was holding her, why didn't the photographer say anything?????? She took our pictures and our money and then didn't get our CD to us until about 3 1/2 to almost 4 weeks later, because she had to go out of town. I'm sorry being a business owner, you have to finish up your work before you leave or take it with you. What the heck do I do now???? Is it bad to complain??? Is it possible to get our money back?? Or at least some of it?? If she would have taken the photos of us and we paid the cheaper price and had to buy them from her, I don't know that I would've bought any!! That's how bad they are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-8395067308961407810?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/8395067308961407810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=8395067308961407810' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/8395067308961407810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/8395067308961407810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/11/photographers.html' title='Photographers?????'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-3644646575577948284</id><published>2009-10-20T12:57:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:05:11.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Belong to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints............</title><content type='html'>A couple of weeks ago we were able to go to Utah for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxten's&lt;/span&gt; Baptism. I can't express how proud I am of him and how blessed we are to have him in our family. He truly loves the gospel and the missionaries who have been there to teach him the gospel. I glad that he has a mother who wants nothing but the best for her kids and knows that him getting baptized is the right choice and helped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; make one of the most important &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;decisions&lt;/span&gt; of his life. I'm so glad that he has loving grandparents who have always been there to teach him the gospel and take him to church as he has grown and we haven't been able to be there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; made the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt; to get baptized, but a few years ago Justin made a great choice to straighten out his life. That's how we meet, got married in the temple, so he could give his son a dad who could teach him how to live righteously. Nine years ago most people never would have thought that Justin would be baptizing his son, but with the help of the missionaries, a little boys love for his Savior, and a mom who kept inviting over the missionaries for dinner, fulfilled a lot of dreams and hopes for a lot of people. I'm so proud of both my boys!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/St4Aimoo5eI/AAAAAAAAAkw/DI5pGPU8E8s/s1600-h/B%27s+baptism+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394749998122984930" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/St4Aimoo5eI/AAAAAAAAAkw/DI5pGPU8E8s/s320/B%27s+baptism+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that the missionaries were able to teach him so much, after he got confirmed at church a person who can not be named, did something not really reverent in the chapel and we were all giving him a hard time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; proceeded to tell him about the three kingdoms of heaven and how he needed to choose which one he wanted to go, he neede to have better behavior or else!!! We were cracking up how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; was giving him a mini lesson on being reverent, we all look at him like "Wow" we were really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;impressed&lt;/span&gt; that he know so much, and he looked at us, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;shrugs&lt;/span&gt; his shoulders, and says, "What? I have missionaries" It was so funny. Now lets just hope he can remember his teaching when he is sitting in class and wants to be bad for his teacher!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/St4AzWrIu_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/s6YpBORfjHc/s1600-h/B%27s+baptism+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394750285896268786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/St4AzWrIu_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/s6YpBORfjHc/s320/B%27s+baptism+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; and Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/St4BNbm9vHI/AAAAAAAAAlA/fAUca5aSSnU/s1600-h/B%27s+baptism+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394750733897546866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/St4BNbm9vHI/AAAAAAAAAlA/fAUca5aSSnU/s320/B%27s+baptism+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Braxten's&lt;/span&gt; Missionaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/St4Bi-3f-oI/AAAAAAAAAlI/vp3DCxMqRxo/s1600-h/B%27s+baptism+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394751104139393666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/St4Bi-3f-oI/AAAAAAAAAlI/vp3DCxMqRxo/s320/B%27s+baptism+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Whole Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/St4Byqj2kNI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/QikqIgx0N14/s1600-h/B%27s+baptism+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394751373566185682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/St4Byqj2kNI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/QikqIgx0N14/s320/B%27s+baptism+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; asked Ryan to give a talk on the Holy Ghost. To sum it up his visual ad was two soda cans. One full and one empty. We are the empty can before we are baptized and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; the Holy Ghost, which as you can see is easily crushed. Though the can that is full and has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; the Holy Ghost is much harder to crush, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; almost impossible. Therefore it leaves us "Uncrushable" I loved his talk and it is so true, if we listen to the still small voice and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; the Holy Ghost we are UNCRUSHABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We had a great weekend and I'm so glad that we were able to be there and I'm so proud of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; for making such a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt; in his life. Love ya B!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-3644646575577948284?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/3644646575577948284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=3644646575577948284' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3644646575577948284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3644646575577948284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-belong-to-church-of-jesus-christ-of.html' title='I Belong to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints............'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/St4Aimoo5eI/AAAAAAAAAkw/DI5pGPU8E8s/s72-c/B%27s+baptism+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-1213610788053771271</id><published>2009-09-22T13:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:33:02.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bucky!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; guys I have no idea who this is, but who can resist the excitement in this little guys face!!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SrkeVgTRYiI/AAAAAAAAAkc/qjlosgg9KIE/s1600-h/Picture+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384368184294990370" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SrkeVgTRYiI/AAAAAAAAAkc/qjlosgg9KIE/s320/Picture+163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how old he looks in this picture!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; loves skateboarding and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bmx&lt;/span&gt;. He knows everything that there is to know about the two sports. I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; nothing, I guess I need to start doing some research to learn more about his love and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;interest&lt;/span&gt;. Whenever he plays Tony Hawk on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;XBOX&lt;/span&gt;, he is always so excited when he learns a new trick and wants to show off by beating his uncle Ryan and his dad at the game. I would wake up most mornings to the sound of the skateboard hitting the ground in the video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SrkeWGDxTAI/AAAAAAAAAkk/qTOY9r-k_fA/s1600-h/Picture+181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384368194430520322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SrkeWGDxTAI/AAAAAAAAAkk/qTOY9r-k_fA/s320/Picture+181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He won this skateboard. All he talked about this summer was getting a new skateboard. I remember I walking into the skate shop and he starts rattling all these words off to his father that was like a whole different language. Man I miss this guy, we had a really hard summer, the two of us, I wasn't me and I was hard on him, I miss him a lot. He is my sugar buddy in this house, Justin doesn't like most sweet thing, and that's all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; eats so he is also nice to have around. Love ya B' can't wait to some see ya and I'm so glad that you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; baptized.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1213610788053771271?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1213610788053771271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1213610788053771271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1213610788053771271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1213610788053771271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/09/bucky.html' title='Bucky!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SrkeVgTRYiI/AAAAAAAAAkc/qjlosgg9KIE/s72-c/Picture+163.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-554369541566555396</id><published>2009-08-17T19:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:10:34.037-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Air????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SonxI2-4C1I/AAAAAAAAAkU/B1aJu4LwR-0/s1600-h/David+Wakeboarding+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371089165116509010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SonxI2-4C1I/AAAAAAAAAkU/B1aJu4LwR-0/s320/David+Wakeboarding+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my brother and niece Paige loving their turn on the tube!!! I wish I had the picture of Justin and I, we went so high we were level with the wakeboard tower on the boat. We don't mess around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-554369541566555396?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/554369541566555396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=554369541566555396' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/554369541566555396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/554369541566555396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/08/got-air.html' title='Got Air????'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SonxI2-4C1I/AAAAAAAAAkU/B1aJu4LwR-0/s72-c/David+Wakeboarding+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-3881777106822204800</id><published>2009-07-30T10:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:09:13.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My nephew Dylan has gotten quite the personality lately. He cracks me up.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SnHCPPkiKTI/AAAAAAAAAjs/bPiRD43GBfs/s1600-h/David+Wakeboarding+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364282198308563250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SnHCPPkiKTI/AAAAAAAAAjs/bPiRD43GBfs/s320/David+Wakeboarding+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is him at Chuck E Cheese drinking his drink, after showing him the picture of what he look like drinking he thought it was pretty funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-61a84d26f466592c" 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.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D61a84d26f466592c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D685AA632998D16E5776C7520DC10125E1C2891B3.655FA827A6A769BE78E80A7CED6BD3B3F4E6B486%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D61a84d26f466592c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFjGKB6ZPrkEx65XkIISn0Ap7cNg&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.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D61a84d26f466592c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D685AA632998D16E5776C7520DC10125E1C2891B3.655FA827A6A769BE78E80A7CED6BD3B3F4E6B486%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D61a84d26f466592c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFjGKB6ZPrkEx65XkIISn0Ap7cNg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was laughing so hard at him doing this to his mom. I love it when she tried to let him kiss her check, for fear of him biting her lips, and he was like no way where's your lips.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SnHDZqTsxeI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jFGAVK3xjSg/s1600-h/jonas+brothers+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364283476796032482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SnHDZqTsxeI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jFGAVK3xjSg/s320/jonas+brothers+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He has his eye on something..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SnHDZS_GyoI/AAAAAAAAAj0/6aLqfuQi7QI/s1600-h/jonas+brothers+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364283470535641730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SnHDZS_GyoI/AAAAAAAAAj0/6aLqfuQi7QI/s320/jonas+brothers+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep that's right his eyes glaze over when the tools come out. He loves to play with tools and he knows what to do with them too. He will take the screw driver and look for a screw or something under a chair and start turning it like he is fixing it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SnHEVNUYTlI/AAAAAAAAAkM/DcXdTTfH6K0/s1600-h/another+boat+day+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364284499806408274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SnHEVNUYTlI/AAAAAAAAAkM/DcXdTTfH6K0/s320/another+boat+day+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SnHEUzZFw_I/AAAAAAAAAkE/r_v5YjrUNRc/s1600-h/another+boat+day+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He is quite that little boater. If you look closely you can see that his cute hat is a dog and his little ears stick up. Isn't that so cute!!! He loves to walk around and touch all the buttons, when we put him out on the tub, it puts him to sleep...................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SnHEUzZFw_I/AAAAAAAAAkE/r_v5YjrUNRc/s1600-h/another+boat+day+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364284492846842866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SnHEUzZFw_I/AAAAAAAAAkE/r_v5YjrUNRc/s320/another+boat+day+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just like his father.&lt;/p&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/2041992596439759792-3881777106822204800?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=61a84d26f466592c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/3881777106822204800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=3881777106822204800' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3881777106822204800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3881777106822204800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/07/mr-personality.html' title='Mr. Personality'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SnHCPPkiKTI/AAAAAAAAAjs/bPiRD43GBfs/s72-c/David+Wakeboarding+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-7446481782656167870</id><published>2009-07-30T10:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:24:56.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have so much blogging to do that some of these next post are just going to be pretty random, but I want to have things documented some what, so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Introducing................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SnG5qMX6SgI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ONk-StZ_vdI/s1600-h/David+Wakeboarding+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364272765702130178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SnG5qMX6SgI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ONk-StZ_vdI/s320/David+Wakeboarding+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;London &lt;/span&gt;Marie Jacobs!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and my sis in law Kathy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother and his wife make some of the cutest babies ever. When their son Jack was born and they had their third gorgeous baby Justin and I made a deal that the next baby that they had we would buy it from them. Kathy agreed, because she was pretty sure that they would not be having anymore babies. When we found out that they were surprised with one more, we called dibs, but Kathy said no way!!!! It's such a bummer because she is the sweetest baby, even if she cries every time that I hold her I still think that she is the cutest baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-7446481782656167870?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/7446481782656167870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=7446481782656167870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7446481782656167870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7446481782656167870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-addition.html' title='New Addition!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SnG5qMX6SgI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ONk-StZ_vdI/s72-c/David+Wakeboarding+043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-8430367452845580759</id><published>2009-07-26T21:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:19:32.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>K.N.O.T.B</title><content type='html'>That's right floks, New Kids On the Block!!!!!! I went to the concert this past weekend with my good friends Heather and Amie!! It was so much fun!!!!! It was loud and crazy, and I couldn't hear the next day from all the screaming, but it was a great time! Thanks ladies for the invite and I'm glad that I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPUsKPTRnI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BNCozEktt4Y/s1600-h/nkotb+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360361836628887154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPUsKPTRnI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BNCozEktt4Y/s320/nkotb+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bummed because I don't have a full view of my whole outfit, but I went all out. Leggings, long shirt with the belt and of course the hair, it's all about the hair. Amie has an orignal shirt from 1990, from the first concert she went to, back in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since not all of you got to go, here is a little bit of what you missed out on. Turn up the volume it's a little hard to hear. Jordan is still hot, and I will always be his girl!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g6w_opKRJXs"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g6w_opKRJXs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a heck of a time trying to post this so I hope it works for you. This concert was so much fun because it reminded me of easier days, childhood, clipping pictures of hot guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-8430367452845580759?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/8430367452845580759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=8430367452845580759' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/8430367452845580759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/8430367452845580759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/07/knotb.html' title='K.N.O.T.B'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPUsKPTRnI/AAAAAAAAAjc/BNCozEktt4Y/s72-c/nkotb+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-137156043739763885</id><published>2009-07-22T11:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T12:04:24.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone Poops!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I do, you do, your mother does and even grandma. It's gonna happen, if you like food, than your gonna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;POOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I think it's funny, I hate farting, but poop is funny. Most likly it's something you laugh and talk about, but not something you have to witness, except changing those &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nastey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; diapers, but I rarly do that. That's why I  hate farting because nobody wins with a fart, everyone is grossed out and ends up gaging. Anyways, my mother in law sent me this little guide for pooping in public. This my be TMI, but I have no fear of pooping in public, Justin on the hand will look at me and say we need to leave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOW!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I laughed so hard at some of these, so beware of the rules and remember to respect the rules!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How to Poop at Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We've all been there but don't like to admit it... We've all kicked back in our cubicles and suddenly felt something brewing down below. As much as we try to convince ourselves otherwise, the *WORK POOP* is inevitable. For those who hate pooping at work, following is the Survival Guide for taking a dump at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CROP DUSTING* When farting, you walk really fast around the office so the smell is not in your area and everyone else gets a whiff, but doesn't know where it came from. Be careful when you do this. Do not stop until the full fart has been expelled. Walk an extra 30 feet to make sure the smell has left your pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*FLY BY* The act of scouting out a bathroom before pooping. Walk in and check for other poopers. If there are others in the bathroom, leave and come back again. Be careful not to become a *FREQUENT FLYER*. People may become suspicious if they catch you constantly going into the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ESCAPEE* A fart that slips out while taking a pee or forcing a poop in a stall. This is usually accompanied by a sudden wave of embarrassment.&gt; If you release an escapee, do not acknowledge it. Pretend it did not happen. If you are a man and are standing next to the farter in the urinal, pretend you did not hear it. No one likes an escapee. It is uncomfortable for all involved. Making a joke or laughing makes both parties feel uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*JAILBREAK* When forcing a poop, several farts slip out at a machine gun pace. This is usually a side effect of diarrhea or a hangover. If this should happen, do not panic. Remain in the stall until everyone has left the bathroom to spare everyone the awkwardness of what just occurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*COURTESY FLUSH* The act of flushing the toilet the instant the poop hits the water. This reduces the amount of air time the poop has to stink up the bathroom. This can help you avoid being caught doing the *WALK OF SHAME*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WALK OF SHAME* Walking from the stall, to the sink, to the door after you have just stunk up the bath room. This can be a very uncomfortable moment if someone walks in and busts you. As with farts, it is best to pretend that the smell does not exist. Can be avoided with the use of the *COURTESY FLUSH*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*OUT OF THE CLOSET POOPER* A colleague who poops at work and is Doggone proud of it. You will often see an Out Of The Closet Pooper enter the bathroom with a newspaper or magazine under their arm. Always look around the office for the Out Of The Closet Pooper before entering the bathroom (ahem, Charles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SAFE HAVENS* A seldom used bathroom somewhere in the building where you can least expect visitors. Try floors that are predominantly of the opposite sex. This will reduce the odds of a pooper of your sex entering the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*TURD BURGLAR* Someone who does not realize that you are in the stall and tries to force the door open. This is one of the most shocking and vulnerable moments that can occur when taking a poop at work. If this occurs, remain in the stall until the *Turd Burglar* leaves. This way you will avoid all uncomfortable eye contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Spying TURD BURGLAR* Even worse than the typical turd burglar is the spying turd burglar. You know, the one who peers at you through space in the stall. Yes, the door is locked and yes, there really is someone in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CAMO-COUGH* A phony cough that alerts all new entrants into the bathroom that you are in a stall. This can be used to cover-up a *WATERMELON*, or to alert potential *TURD BURGLAR*. Very effective when used in conjunction with a *SHIRLEY TEMPLE*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SHIRLEY TEMPLE* A subtle toe-tapping that is used to alert potential *TURD BURGLARS*that you are occupying a stall. This will remove all doubt that the stall is occupied. If you hear a *SHIRLEY TEMPLE*, leave the bathroom immediately so the pooper can poop in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WATERMELON* A poop that creates a loud splash when hitting the toilet water. This is also an embarrassing incident. If you feel a Watermelon coming on, create a diversion. See *CAMO-COUGH*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME VARIETIES OF POOP YOU SHOULD BE AWARE OF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The King Poop* This kind is the kind of poop that killed Elvis. It doesn't come until you're all sweaty, trembling and purple from straining so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Bali Belly Poop* You poop so much you lose 5 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cement Block* You wish you'd gotten a spinal block before you poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cork Poop* Even after the third flush, it's still floating in there. How do I get rid of it? This poop usually happens at someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;else's&lt;/span&gt; house. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(this is why Justin Hates pooping in public never falls the toilet gets cloged)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Bungee Poop* The kind of poop that just hangs off your rear before it falls into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Crippler* The kind of poop where you have to sit on the toilet so long your legs go numb from the waist down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chitty&lt;/span&gt; Bang* The kind of poop that hits you when you're trapped in your car in a traffic jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Party &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pooper&lt;/span&gt;* The giant poop you take at a party. And when you flush the toilet, you watch in horror as the water starts to rise...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-137156043739763885?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/137156043739763885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=137156043739763885' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/137156043739763885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/137156043739763885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/07/everyone-poops-i-do-you-do-your-mother.html' title=''/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-897571072932362749</id><published>2009-07-19T20:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:17:37.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Single Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anther great summer has come and gone with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt;. We had our good times, and the bad times, but mostly good times. I'm not going to lie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; and I went toe to toe a few times, I had a very hard summer this year. Another year older means another year wiser and he knows how to play the system and he knows what's going on around him. A lot has gone on in our little house that has made me not the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nicest&lt;/span&gt; person to be around and poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; had to be here for that. With all that said our house has been very quiet and boring this past week with him gone, we miss him already and can't wait for him to come back. His last night in Texas is a tradition to go to Red Robin, so we went and meet up with all Justin's side of the family for dinner.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPGur8b5oI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rhzO7W-joCs/s1600-h/another+boat+day+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360346486873515650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPGur8b5oI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rhzO7W-joCs/s320/another+boat+day+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is his best buddy Haley. they get along so great and always have the best time together.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPGvFt0BzI/AAAAAAAAAic/_YL4OQizvic/s1600-h/another+boat+day+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360346493791504178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPGvFt0BzI/AAAAAAAAAic/_YL4OQizvic/s320/another+boat+day+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Haley's brother Cash, and mom Christine we had a great time with their family this summer. We went to two Home Depot morning projects with them and had a fun time.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPGveqCv6I/AAAAAAAAAik/9hzRrlW9P_w/s1600-h/another+boat+day+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360346500486578082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPGveqCv6I/AAAAAAAAAik/9hzRrlW9P_w/s320/another+boat+day+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there is Olivia, she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; adores &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; anything he can do she does right beside him. We had a hard time with there age difference, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; I think loved the attention and her at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPGvwGtGKI/AAAAAAAAAis/6a5czHhlS-A/s1600-h/another+boat+day+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360346505170196642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPGvwGtGKI/AAAAAAAAAis/6a5czHhlS-A/s320/another+boat+day+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all the kids after their bellies were full, video games were played and everyone had a good time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPGwICizfI/AAAAAAAAAi0/BgZp9V9sErc/s1600-h/another+boat+day+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360346511595195890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPGwICizfI/AAAAAAAAAi0/BgZp9V9sErc/s320/another+boat+day+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; and Haley had a ton of quarters and instead of playing the video games they wanted all the trinkets out of the vending machine thing. I got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; ruby ring that was given to me, thanks B!!! Sweet tat!!! Look at the cool kid in the back ground, Tanner cracks us up. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPRdVG1uSI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Ul19Y-8CTgQ/s1600-h/another+boat+day+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360358283313264930" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPRdVG1uSI/AAAAAAAAAi8/Ul19Y-8CTgQ/s320/another+boat+day+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After dinner we went bowling. It was a lot of fun. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; is a pretty good bowler, I'm so proud of him. He did a great job helping out Olivia too!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPRdlnPC1I/AAAAAAAAAjE/1A9HiXTIkC4/s1600-h/another+boat+day+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360358287744109394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPRdlnPC1I/AAAAAAAAAjE/1A9HiXTIkC4/s320/another+boat+day+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPReOD2HCI/AAAAAAAAAjM/XeI4lT9z9fo/s1600-h/another+boat+day+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360358298601528354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPReOD2HCI/AAAAAAAAAjM/XeI4lT9z9fo/s320/another+boat+day+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olivia LOVED bowling she was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;freaking&lt;/span&gt; funny. After each turn she would come back to her mom and sign the word more because she wasn't done yet. She did really well waiting for her turn, it was cute to watch. It was fun to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; helping her. He would carry her ball up to the alley and then Ryan would help her push it down the lane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPResVpGSI/AAAAAAAAAjU/6bDIQ2_f-rI/s1600-h/another+boat+day+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360358306729236770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPResVpGSI/AAAAAAAAAjU/6bDIQ2_f-rI/s320/another+boat+day+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Despite&lt;/span&gt; all their efforts I BEAT them all!!!! I have never done so well before, way to go me!!!&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/2041992596439759792-897571072932362749?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/897571072932362749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=897571072932362749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/897571072932362749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/897571072932362749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/07/single-life.html' title='The Single Life'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SmPGur8b5oI/AAAAAAAAAiU/rhzO7W-joCs/s72-c/another+boat+day+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-7941933396514886118</id><published>2009-07-12T17:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:17:51.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Buddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; has lots of friends when he comes to town, and sometimes it's hard to get all of our friends in to play with. Since he isn't here that long, 6 weeks is not long enough just so you know, we like to have lots of family time, so friends tend to take the back burner. One of B's good friends here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;, we always find time to play with him and it's always a good time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt; came over to play for the day and we had a good time. We went over to my sisters house to swim, and the boys came up with some fun new things to do in the pool, it's always fun visiting someone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Else's&lt;/span&gt; pool, new toys and different places to jump in the pool.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Slpehyd9EUI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yCrPJtuouo8/s1600-h/DSCN0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357698641286730050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Slpehyd9EUI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yCrPJtuouo8/s320/DSCN0765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;snorkeling&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; loved this so much that we went and bought him his own set and he loved it so much. He wasn't caught in the pool without after that.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlpeiLLZDrI/AAAAAAAAAh0/3FUeDi8U3Hw/s1600-h/DSCN0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357698647919759026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlpeiLLZDrI/AAAAAAAAAh0/3FUeDi8U3Hw/s320/DSCN0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dylan had this in his mouth to show us how it is done, but wouldn't put it back in for the picture. He is so cute and getting so much personality I love being around him. Cute Cute Cute!!!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlpetybLJ0I/AAAAAAAAAiM/D0TaDbWjtBM/s1600-h/DSCN0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357698847433500482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlpetybLJ0I/AAAAAAAAAiM/D0TaDbWjtBM/s320/DSCN0772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next on the list, boat building. Rub a tub tub two boys in the tub!!!! They took the lid off the sand box and made a boat. Very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;creative&lt;/span&gt;, but..................&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlpeiztA6xI/AAAAAAAAAh8/G8WehXqitt4/s1600-h/DSCN0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357698658798201618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlpeiztA6xI/AAAAAAAAAh8/G8WehXqitt4/s320/DSCN0775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one false move and you sink!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Slpejowi6nI/AAAAAAAAAiE/tQcLw61CJJE/s1600-h/DSCN0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357698673040091762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Slpejowi6nI/AAAAAAAAAiE/tQcLw61CJJE/s320/DSCN0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't end the day without a little surfing and turtle races!!!!!!!!!! Kids can be so creative. I tried the boat and it didn't work so well for me though, I think that you get the idea.&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/2041992596439759792-7941933396514886118?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/7941933396514886118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=7941933396514886118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7941933396514886118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7941933396514886118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-buddy.html' title='My Buddy!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/Slpehyd9EUI/AAAAAAAAAhs/yCrPJtuouo8/s72-c/DSCN0765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-6669655912138277260</id><published>2009-07-11T09:52:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T10:40:13.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Vacation!!!!</title><content type='html'>&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;This year we didn't go far but we had a lot of fun!!!! No sharks bits or plane rides, but we did go play with the animals of the sea!!! We traveled town south to SEA WORLD. We found a really great hotel that sounded so much fun to go to it had a lazy river and we could roast smores at night, and it was cheap, but we waited to long to book it and got stuck at the La Quinta Inn. Not the Hilton, but it was good and a nice place to rest our heads at night after a long day outside. The first day we went to Sea World with Ryan, Lindsey, and Livy, it was hot hot hot, but the shows were fun and it was fun to see how much the kids likes it. I think that Justin was surprised at how cool it really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlipGxXHSSI/AAAAAAAAAgU/iabPMN3O3M4/s1600-h/sea+world+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357217690551798050" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlipGxXHSSI/AAAAAAAAAgU/iabPMN3O3M4/s320/sea+world+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlipHX7t12I/AAAAAAAAAgc/xAuBnarCvTE/s1600-h/sea+world+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357217700905867106" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlipHX7t12I/AAAAAAAAAgc/xAuBnarCvTE/s320/sea+world+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlipHt-zhQI/AAAAAAAAAgk/jUJ902F6zDU/s1600-h/sea+world+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357217706824402178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlipHt-zhQI/AAAAAAAAAgk/jUJ902F6zDU/s320/sea+world+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first day we did all the shows. We watched the sea lions, shamu, the water ski team of course, and the dolphins. We had to take a break in the middle of the day and float the lazy river in the water park for a while because it was ridiculously hot. If we were smart we would have sat in the splash zones, but we didn't because we didn't want to scare Liv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day Ryan, Linds and Liv didn't come, but we went back to Sea World. The first thing that we did was go to Shamu and sat front row of the splash zone. That water is 50 degrees and felt like heaven on that hot day. We felt cool most of the day, granted it was still hot, but it was much better than the first day. That was the only show that we saw that day, we rode some roller coasters, and we went to all the feedings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Braxten doesn't like trying new things, he wasn't excited to try this new ride, in fact he was crying all the way up, but we did it and he loved it. We rode it twice in fact!!!! Go braxten way to try new things!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlisK_Kk_ZI/AAAAAAAAAg8/i5x8XObpaiI/s1600-h/bx_steeleel.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357221061511675282" style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlisK_Kk_ZI/AAAAAAAAAg8/i5x8XObpaiI/s320/bx_steeleel.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching them feed the alligators was crazy!!!! They wouldn't feed the alligators unless they were in the water, if they came up on the shore there was a guy there to push them back in while the other two people would feed them whole chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlipH4GCHsI/AAAAAAAAAgs/XlsWlNy-Qe8/s1600-h/sea+world+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357217709539073730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlipH4GCHsI/AAAAAAAAAgs/XlsWlNy-Qe8/s320/sea+world+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SliubnZ5l9I/AAAAAAAAAhc/9-NkJP5eyDY/s1600-h/sea+world+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357223546214520786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SliubnZ5l9I/AAAAAAAAAhc/9-NkJP5eyDY/s320/sea+world+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SliubA8ZkGI/AAAAAAAAAhU/-SE_bIynVBE/s1600-h/sea+world+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357223535890239586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SliubA8ZkGI/AAAAAAAAAhU/-SE_bIynVBE/s320/sea+world+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the alligators we went to feed the dolphins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlipIV7uADI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Z_tXXp69cbg/s1600-h/sea+world+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357217717548875826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlipIV7uADI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Z_tXXp69cbg/s320/sea+world+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dolphins were crazy, two of them were fighting over a fish that Braxten was holding, was freaky, but nothing happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next it was off to the sharks. They weren't feeding them that day, but it was still cool to look at them. Braxten took the camera and got a sweet picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlisLLwrxfI/AAAAAAAAAhE/-LyazBqDUqo/s1600-h/sea+world+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357221064892728818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlisLLwrxfI/AAAAAAAAAhE/-LyazBqDUqo/s320/sea+world+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were however feeding the sting rays and fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlisLbU208I/AAAAAAAAAhM/hKyWsL4A_Q8/s1600-h/sea+world+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357221069070980034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SlisLbU208I/AAAAAAAAAhM/hKyWsL4A_Q8/s320/sea+world+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't end a trip to San Antonio without going to the Alamo, although Braxten hasn't had any Texas history so he didn't know what it was, but he still wanted a souvenir. Funny kid!!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sliw5U02YzI/AAAAAAAAAhk/lUM-QZF4_pw/s1600-h/sea+world+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357226255646614322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sliw5U02YzI/AAAAAAAAAhk/lUM-QZF4_pw/s320/sea+world+064.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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-6669655912138277260?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6669655912138277260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6669655912138277260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6669655912138277260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6669655912138277260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-vacation.html' title='Family Vacation!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SlipGxXHSSI/AAAAAAAAAgU/iabPMN3O3M4/s72-c/sea+world+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-4653325148647512097</id><published>2009-07-02T15:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T16:00:06.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonas Bros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the last day that my friends were in town, so were the Jonas Brothers. Justin asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; if he wanted to go and to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; he said yes. So we found some cheap tickets and decided to make the journey. They were performing at the new Dallas Cowboys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Stadium&lt;/span&gt; and Justin really wanted to check it out and see if there really was any bad sits or not. I got a few pictures before the camera died so we didn't get any of the Jonas Brothers, oh well.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sk0eBk_9OhI/AAAAAAAAAf0/T7HN7dERn5Y/s1600-h/jonas+brothers+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353968544474020370" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sk0eBk_9OhI/AAAAAAAAAf0/T7HN7dERn5Y/s320/jonas+brothers+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tour bus that they have everyone sign. For some reason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; didn't sign it, but at least we got his picture with it right???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sk0eB5aotnI/AAAAAAAAAf8/XvvLUJVCuw8/s1600-h/jonas+brothers+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353968549954631282" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sk0eB5aotnI/AAAAAAAAAf8/XvvLUJVCuw8/s320/jonas+brothers+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The floor with all the screaming girls on it. They were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; loud it was crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sk0eCMuDQtI/AAAAAAAAAgE/swdkL6GAJ9M/s1600-h/jonas+brothers+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353968555136336594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sk0eCMuDQtI/AAAAAAAAAgE/swdkL6GAJ9M/s320/jonas+brothers+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jourdan Sparks on the big screen it was like we were sitting in the front row.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sk0eCanSVtI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0h5QpkowN9s/s1600-h/jonas+brothers+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353968558866061010" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sk0eCanSVtI/AAAAAAAAAgM/0h5QpkowN9s/s320/jonas+brothers+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; enjoying the concert. It was his first concert ever and he thought that it was the coolest thing ever. He was a little nerves at first because it looked like only girls were there, but some other boys ended up sitting next to us so he was cool again.&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/2041992596439759792-4653325148647512097?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/4653325148647512097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=4653325148647512097' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/4653325148647512097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/4653325148647512097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/07/jonas-bros.html' title='Jonas Bros'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/Sk0eBk_9OhI/AAAAAAAAAf0/T7HN7dERn5Y/s72-c/jonas+brothers+057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-5302836334905085832</id><published>2009-06-29T11:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T11:42:01.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rick's Semi Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last week a couple of my girlfriends from college came in town to visit. Yes I did go to school for a year, I got my degree in socializing. It was so much fun to see my girls and just be able to hang out and talk. The first night that they all got there, we had a BBQ and swam. My friend Heather came up from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Houston&lt;/span&gt;, Melissa came from Utah and Jenni came from Utah/Houston she just moved back. These are the girls who stayed at my house, another couple of girls came for the BBQ but weren't able to join us for anything else. It was so much fun to be around everyone to see some of the girls being moms was so cool to see what we all have become and how much we have grown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Skjsa8LyLJI/AAAAAAAAAfE/RXJWKCWqfqE/s1600-h/girls+trip+09+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352788104706141330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Skjsa8LyLJI/AAAAAAAAAfE/RXJWKCWqfqE/s320/girls+trip+09+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crew all lubing up with sun screen. Although it didn't work for Melissa and Jenni they both got fried the first day so day two wasn't as great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SkjsbtfXLzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/UwfhAkb30SU/s1600-h/girls+trip+09+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352788117941595954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SkjsbtfXLzI/AAAAAAAAAfU/UwfhAkb30SU/s320/girls+trip+09+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chilling with the baby out on the tube showing Brooke a good time who we do things in Dallas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SkjsbeLss-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/1jW-0pM6zPw/s1600-h/girls+trip+09+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352788113832588258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SkjsbeLss-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/1jW-0pM6zPw/s320/girls+trip+09+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and Jenni!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Skjtg555foI/AAAAAAAAAfc/nn64N7U97iU/s1600-h/girls+trip+09+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352789306685095554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Skjtg555foI/AAAAAAAAAfc/nn64N7U97iU/s320/girls+trip+09+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looks simple and relaxing right????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SkjthQ3S5sI/AAAAAAAAAfk/MoIaFfeiwzU/s1600-h/girls+trip+09+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352789312848193218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SkjthQ3S5sI/AAAAAAAAAfk/MoIaFfeiwzU/s320/girls+trip+09+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wrong Justin showed us no mercy it was so much fun!!! Zoom in and look at our faces they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SkjthpoSZ0I/AAAAAAAAAfs/_8s5JPlu1SQ/s1600-h/girls+trip+09+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352789319496132418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SkjthpoSZ0I/AAAAAAAAAfs/_8s5JPlu1SQ/s320/girls+trip+09+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin had us in some really good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;whips&lt;/span&gt; and we flew off a couple of times, but for the most part it was so much fun!!! The worst injury was Jenni and Melissa's sunburns!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had such a good time with the girls and I can't wait to do it again. I hope that next time everyone can come and join in on the fun!!&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/2041992596439759792-5302836334905085832?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5302836334905085832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5302836334905085832' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5302836334905085832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5302836334905085832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/06/ricks-semi-reunion.html' title='Rick&apos;s Semi Reunion'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/Skjsa8LyLJI/AAAAAAAAAfE/RXJWKCWqfqE/s72-c/girls+trip+09+081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-3583902065548654108</id><published>2009-06-09T13:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:14:19.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and Ready</title><content type='html'>So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; got lots of cool things for his birthday, or course lots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;legos&lt;/span&gt;, a couple of motorized items and some other things to build. We got him some water skis for the boat and he is a natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f7d19716bba0a887" 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.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df7d19716bba0a887%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F611DD2104C2C897E076C6CCFF18B60A26C757D.5D3120630A386AE4DFE6F50667FC24FBEEBF82E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df7d19716bba0a887%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhas0ms_DyeX3FRLedZBMFmUdCHA&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.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df7d19716bba0a887%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F611DD2104C2C897E076C6CCFF18B60A26C757D.5D3120630A386AE4DFE6F50667FC24FBEEBF82E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df7d19716bba0a887%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhas0ms_DyeX3FRLedZBMFmUdCHA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Way to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!! He was so nervous to get up he was afraid that he wouldn't make it in the first try and that he would go under the water, but he didn't and his look of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; was priceless I wish that we had that on camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-3583902065548654108?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f7d19716bba0a887&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/3583902065548654108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=3583902065548654108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3583902065548654108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3583902065548654108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/06/up-and-ready.html' title='Up and Ready'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-5429815198513930110</id><published>2009-06-05T09:44:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:09:32.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRAXTEN!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; got here Sunday night to start the summer up right. Monday, June 1st &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; turned 9!!!! I can't believe he is this old he is such a big kid. We had a lot planned for the day to make it special. We first started the day out with, sleeping in, he is such a sleeper!! When he woke up I started making his big birthday breakfast and we waited for Justin to get home.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikv_4vuT4I/AAAAAAAAAdk/2OnqG9rVMIU/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343855207462621058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikv_4vuT4I/AAAAAAAAAdk/2OnqG9rVMIU/s320/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chocolate Chip pancakes and bacon!!! The boys said that the pancakes were gross, but the bacon was good!! Oh well! Then we meet up with his cousin Olivia who has been talking about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; coming for weeks! She was so excited to see him! We went to Let's Jump to get some of the wiggles out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SikxE5dW4TI/AAAAAAAAAds/Iz4mFTv561o/s1600-h/108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343856393064997170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SikxE5dW4TI/AAAAAAAAAds/Iz4mFTv561o/s320/108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SikxFO70ueI/AAAAAAAAAd0/f8dCwOPRwyM/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343856398829926882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SikxFO70ueI/AAAAAAAAAd0/f8dCwOPRwyM/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we did some FINE dining at McDonald's for lunch!!!!!! After that we came home and the boys did a little swimming while I got things ready for the evening.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikyke6LHyI/AAAAAAAAAeU/v2KFXfwW4zc/s1600-h/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343858035205545762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikyke6LHyI/AAAAAAAAAeU/v2KFXfwW4zc/s320/120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; made us a little something to eat!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SikykMSHjgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/AX8LcT_Zh7s/s1600-h/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343858030205701634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SikykMSHjgI/AAAAAAAAAeM/AX8LcT_Zh7s/s320/119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or he was just trying to hit the egg off my head for a free dinner, he didn't make it but it was worth the try.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikyj1bg_rI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Zchybh4JdXk/s1600-h/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343858024071102130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikyj1bg_rI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Zchybh4JdXk/s320/118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikyjqi8X8I/AAAAAAAAAd8/InDOpbgGTAw/s1600-h/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343858021149466562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikyjqi8X8I/AAAAAAAAAd8/InDOpbgGTAw/s320/117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikzf3Y9iHI/AAAAAAAAAes/Wc58_FUIgBg/s1600-h/136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343859055389411442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikzf3Y9iHI/AAAAAAAAAes/Wc58_FUIgBg/s320/136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikzfcox3yI/AAAAAAAAAec/emqrp8d9SdU/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343859048207998754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikzfcox3yI/AAAAAAAAAec/emqrp8d9SdU/s320/134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikzfq0jJ5I/AAAAAAAAAek/UI0LQq16xj0/s1600-h/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343859052015462290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikzfq0jJ5I/AAAAAAAAAek/UI0LQq16xj0/s320/135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikz9AljgKI/AAAAAAAAAe0/2IqIwN03ECY/s1600-h/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343859556074356898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikz9AljgKI/AAAAAAAAAe0/2IqIwN03ECY/s320/138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikz9QZ3EbI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Dn7M0ACIVCA/s1600-h/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343859560320274866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikz9QZ3EbI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Dn7M0ACIVCA/s320/140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so happy that all our family could get together for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Braxten's&lt;/span&gt; big day. I think that the cupcakes were a hit, thank goodness!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; we love you and we are glad that you are here!!!&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/2041992596439759792-5429815198513930110?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5429815198513930110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5429815198513930110' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5429815198513930110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5429815198513930110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-braxten.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRAXTEN!!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/Sikv_4vuT4I/AAAAAAAAAdk/2OnqG9rVMIU/s72-c/089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-1548760448979781191</id><published>2009-05-16T16:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:08:56.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucked In!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago my sister got me hooked on the twilight books. I had seen the movie when it first came out, but I hadn't gotten around to the books yet, I wasn't sure there was a need for them. Then, she read the first book and was hooked. She read the book and watched the movie a few times. So it got me interested. I read the first book, even though I had seen the movie I wanted to see how it compares, all in all, I think that I liked the movie better. So it's been a while since I read the first book and I was going to wait to read the second. My sister got the book and really wanted to talk to me about it so she made me read the second book. So I picked up the book and read it in one day. My husband hates it when I read because I do nothing else. I felt guilty for not doing anything so I waited a day to pick up the third, and read that over the past few days, I had to get some laundry and the house picked up this week and I thought that my husband would kill me if I didn't do anything but read. I haven't started the fourth book yet, but I'm excited. If you haven't read any of the books yet and you plain to STOP reading this now, if you haven't read any of the books and you have no idea what I'm talking about sorry. I'm getting a little annoyed with how clingy Bella is, it's kind of pathetic. what kind of luck does someone have that they need to chose between a vampire and a wolf??? Who is going to be after her in the fourth book??? I think that she tried really hard to stretch all these books out over 4 books and some of the things are a little too far fetched, even for a vampire book!!!! I do like the books, but I really think that I like the movie better. I guess we'll see how the next movie turns out if it can compare????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1548760448979781191?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1548760448979781191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1548760448979781191' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1548760448979781191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1548760448979781191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/05/sucked-in.html' title='Sucked In!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-3813085099367075701</id><published>2009-05-09T17:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T17:47:13.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In Action!!!</title><content type='html'>&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;I'm not going to lie, I haven't been up to anything, just to lazy to blog. I think that my life is boring, but here are a few things that we have been up to and changes in our life:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgX-XWyDeXI/AAAAAAAAAcM/HWad52rvJms/s1600-h/DSCN0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333949010896189810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgX-XWyDeXI/AAAAAAAAAcM/HWad52rvJms/s320/DSCN0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I chopped all my hair off!! I have been wanting to do it for so long, but never had the guts to do it. When I finally realized that my hair would never look the way I wanted it to look long, I cut it off. For how long it was, it was long enough to donate or anything, but since the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;initial&lt;/span&gt; cut I've had it cut twice because it wasn't short enough. I love it!!!! I'm glad that I did it.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgX_VC26PVI/AAAAAAAAAcc/MPC790Wy00Y/s1600-h/DSCN0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333950070699736402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgX_VC26PVI/AAAAAAAAAcc/MPC790Wy00Y/s320/DSCN0494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgX_VtGBR7I/AAAAAAAAAck/dpzkOFoxfVk/s1600-h/DSCN0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333950082037401522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgX_VtGBR7I/AAAAAAAAAck/dpzkOFoxfVk/s320/DSCN0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgX_VvxmV2I/AAAAAAAAAcs/TNTZhpLQsH4/s1600-h/DSCN0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333950082757056354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgX_VvxmV2I/AAAAAAAAAcs/TNTZhpLQsH4/s320/DSCN0498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a huge hail storm. I have never been in anything like this before. It hit our house so hard that I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; scared and went to hide under the covers. I don't know what I thought that was going to do, but I did. My heart was racing!! It ended up totaling our roof, put holes in our siding and destroyed Justin's truck. He couldn't even go and look at his truck because he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep if he did. It was about $10,000 in damage to his truck and it was in the shop for 3 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgYA4427rII/AAAAAAAAAc0/77-xjI46Tm4/s1600-h/DSCN0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333951786002394242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgYA4427rII/AAAAAAAAAc0/77-xjI46Tm4/s320/DSCN0503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgYA5FZOz8I/AAAAAAAAAc8/VNOsdiAlgPw/s1600-h/DSCN0509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333951789367480258" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgYA5FZOz8I/AAAAAAAAAc8/VNOsdiAlgPw/s320/DSCN0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Justin had another race and I finally got to go to this one. He did so great. He is getting so good on the bike it makes me a little more nerves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; that he goes, but I'm glad that he loves it so much. This race was his first race in the heat and he had a really hard time with it, because of the heat. He still did great. Each race he gets a better time, way to go Justin. O by the way Justin is the guy on the yellow bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1ad44bd6dd0f34e7" 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://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1ad44bd6dd0f34e7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D510E04405FAD02464D445F8098A7366CFC516868.4AD7CCC2158393739D53C3EFD273539C4711F66C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1ad44bd6dd0f34e7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIR3OEXpiuyDK5ZKVI6RhPse3Q04&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://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1ad44bd6dd0f34e7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D510E04405FAD02464D445F8098A7366CFC516868.4AD7CCC2158393739D53C3EFD273539C4711F66C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1ad44bd6dd0f34e7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIR3OEXpiuyDK5ZKVI6RhPse3Q04&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This weekend I had to miss his race because I threw my cousin a baby shower. I have to admit that it turned out pretty cute. I had a good time working with my mom and sister and everyone loved the food.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgYD9puOcfI/AAAAAAAAAdE/kG24vAVBJEw/s1600-h/DSCN0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333955166373573106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgYD9puOcfI/AAAAAAAAAdE/kG24vAVBJEw/s320/DSCN0513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgYD9wFJ72I/AAAAAAAAAdM/xPvBtJIXfec/s1600-h/DSCN0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333955168080359266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgYD9wFJ72I/AAAAAAAAAdM/xPvBtJIXfec/s320/DSCN0515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgYD-E1SwsI/AAAAAAAAAdU/RXLNw_DyI0c/s1600-h/DSCN0517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333955173650973378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgYD-E1SwsI/AAAAAAAAAdU/RXLNw_DyI0c/s320/DSCN0517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgYD-TWy3cI/AAAAAAAAAdc/kVSuZKrhSLA/s1600-h/DSCN0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333955177549585858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SgYD-TWy3cI/AAAAAAAAAdc/kVSuZKrhSLA/s320/DSCN0518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We didn't make the cakes, but they were so good. Look up nothing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bundt&lt;/span&gt; cakes and see if they have them around you because they are the best cakes ever. We took a stab at chocolate dipped strawberries, pink and brown that was our color scheme. And then the guest of honor. Shannon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; me the night before and said that she might be in labor, I started to freak out because I didn't know what I was going to do with all that food, but it ended up being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;false&lt;/span&gt; alarm. You would think that after four kids she would know what labor feels like!!! I guess it has been 10 years since her last pregnancy, yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; right to all of those who have had their husbands fixed, sometimes they still get through!!!! Shannon is very excited to welcome their new baby any day now, or she will be induced on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last weekend we loaded up and went to Colorado to meet my newest niece, Miss London Marie, she is so cute and a little ball of fire. I of coarse forgot to take pictures, but take my word for it she is going to break hearts one day. We had so much fun visiting my brother and his family, my other nieces and nephew are so funny and so much fun to be around. Although I got a little stir crazy I had to get out of the house on and so I went 4x4 with the boys and had a real good time!!!!The drive was ling but we made there in back alive and for the first time no speeding tickets.&lt;/p&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/2041992596439759792-3813085099367075701?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1ad44bd6dd0f34e7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/3813085099367075701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=3813085099367075701' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3813085099367075701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3813085099367075701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-in-action.html' title='Back In Action!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SgX-XWyDeXI/AAAAAAAAAcM/HWad52rvJms/s72-c/DSCN0558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-846185239960347684</id><published>2009-03-21T16:19:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:41:34.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They're Here!!!!</title><content type='html'>&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;That's right folks the pictures have finally arrived!!! I'm so excited and can't wait to start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hanging&lt;/span&gt; them up in the house. Here are some of my favorite ones: These are the ones that are going to replace the ones on the wall. Including the family picture at the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVariXY61I/AAAAAAAAAak/5kWEVKOnc_8/s1600-h/8x10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315754639186520914" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVariXY61I/AAAAAAAAAak/5kWEVKOnc_8/s320/8x10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVasJZHmsI/AAAAAAAAAas/SV7KU_PV5dM/s1600-h/8x10-B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315754649662757570" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVasJZHmsI/AAAAAAAAAas/SV7KU_PV5dM/s320/8x10-B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVasfc2r6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/h8UKWkILjfo/s1600-h/8x10-E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315754655584006050" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVasfc2r6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/h8UKWkILjfo/s320/8x10-E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVbG7PNHnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/6d42NXjLF9I/s1600-h/8x10e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315755109719547506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVbG7PNHnI/AAAAAAAAAbE/6d42NXjLF9I/s320/8x10e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These ones are some of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;candids&lt;/span&gt; that I'm not sure what I want to do with yet, but I will figure it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVb-JEXbZI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ALsr7qYMsO0/s1600-h/IMG_1493--deepB%26W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315756058324987282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVb-JEXbZI/AAAAAAAAAbc/ALsr7qYMsO0/s320/IMG_1493--deepB%26W.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVb9YeuQmI/AAAAAAAAAbM/gF48_scY5Uc/s1600-h/IMG_1492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315756045282198114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVb9YeuQmI/AAAAAAAAAbM/gF48_scY5Uc/s320/IMG_1492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVb95mYW_I/AAAAAAAAAbU/ntLY5AblKDY/s1600-h/IMG_1497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315756054172687346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVb95mYW_I/AAAAAAAAAbU/ntLY5AblKDY/s320/IMG_1497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wanted us to kiss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; on the check and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;serberted&lt;/span&gt; him and it was so funny, I wasn't allowed to kiss him on the check again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVcqM4xqNI/AAAAAAAAAbk/5hfad29Icxs/s1600-h/IMG_1402--off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315756815264360658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVcqM4xqNI/AAAAAAAAAbk/5hfad29Icxs/s320/IMG_1402--off.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVc7ALXvKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/_3Ml_cLw7Kg/s1600-h/IMG_1396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315757103910468770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVc7ALXvKI/AAAAAAAAAbs/_3Ml_cLw7Kg/s320/IMG_1396.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVdpFsuIfI/AAAAAAAAAb0/dhhw6CfhKIQ/s1600-h/IMG_1445-b%26w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315757895666508274" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVdpFsuIfI/AAAAAAAAAb0/dhhw6CfhKIQ/s320/IMG_1445-b%26w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVdptCUPUI/AAAAAAAAAb8/PtMajwpLzRw/s1600-h/IMG_1474--gradient.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315757906226068802" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVdptCUPUI/AAAAAAAAAb8/PtMajwpLzRw/s320/IMG_1474--gradient.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVdqcCsFUI/AAAAAAAAAcE/sJ5H5TdfcZA/s1600-h/IMG_1542-color.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315757918844097858" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVdqcCsFUI/AAAAAAAAAcE/sJ5H5TdfcZA/s320/IMG_1542-color.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jenny Thank You so much for all the great pictures! It's going to be hard to display them all, but I'm sure going to try.&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/2041992596439759792-846185239960347684?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/846185239960347684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=846185239960347684' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/846185239960347684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/846185239960347684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/03/theyre-here.html' title='They&apos;re Here!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/ScVariXY61I/AAAAAAAAAak/5kWEVKOnc_8/s72-c/8x10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-5243658131204962950</id><published>2009-03-18T15:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T15:46:19.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Home Makeover!!!</title><content type='html'>So this past December Extreme Home Makeover came to Keller to build a new house for the Augustin family. I know that this is a really late post, but I was just looking at another blog and wanted to post these pictures that my sister in law had on her blog. So when we heard that they were coming we tried really hard to get in and do the outdoor lighting for the families house. They told us that they already had that taken care of, but we could enter the auction if we wanted to. They had an auction for the march of dimes to raise money for all the families in need and that the Augustin family has and had worked with. She takes pictures of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;preemie&lt;/span&gt; babies that do and don't make it home to there families. Anyway, we signed up to donate and went over to the site to be there for the auction. We got our VIP passes and sat in a tent to watch what was going on, it was freezing cold and REALLY windy that day so it was no fun to be outside. We waited all day to see what happened at the auction, but the camera crew and production had a mind of their own so we didn't get to stay for the whole thing, but it was a very neat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; and I'm glad that we were able to be a part of it. Here is our logo on the sign: Majestic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScFaR70opfI/AAAAAAAAAac/oUROde0fJPw/s1600-h/IMG_2674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628299436631538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScFaR70opfI/AAAAAAAAAac/oUROde0fJPw/s320/IMG_2674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On our way out the door, and after the filming took place we got to have our picture taken with Pauly and Tracy. It was fun!! Long day, but fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScFaRlE-BPI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jt1-WP0f_xc/s1600-h/IMG_2668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628293331125490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/ScFaRlE-BPI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jt1-WP0f_xc/s320/IMG_2668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-5243658131204962950?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5243658131204962950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5243658131204962950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5243658131204962950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5243658131204962950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/03/extreme-home-makeover.html' title='Extreme Home Makeover!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/ScFaR70opfI/AAAAAAAAAac/oUROde0fJPw/s72-c/IMG_2674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-6039932801774626588</id><published>2009-03-10T09:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:03:37.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot N Cold!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is a little late, but I guess it's better than never, Right. A few weeks ago it was really warm outside, probably in the high 80's low 90's I heard, not really sure or not. Justin and his guys had just finished washing his truck in the driveway and he was really HOT!! This was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt; 27 I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt;, so he decided that it was warm enough to get his suit on and jump in the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ-tliS9zI/AAAAAAAAAZI/UVCZjC3rfXU/s1600-h/DSCN0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311572132165252914" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ-tliS9zI/AAAAAAAAAZI/UVCZjC3rfXU/s320/DSCN0472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thinking about jumping in!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ-uIEYqYI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Cp2CXxS_QQE/s1600-h/DSCN0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311572141435038082" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ-uIEYqYI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Cp2CXxS_QQE/s320/DSCN0473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whew that is Cold!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ-uiu70jI/AAAAAAAAAZY/KTd6Ua34T1o/s1600-h/DSCN0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311572148592824882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ-uiu70jI/AAAAAAAAAZY/KTd6Ua34T1o/s320/DSCN0474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm getting out of here it's to Cold!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a couple days later it had cooled down quit a bit, to the low 50's I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; so the pool hadn't had a chance to warm up at all, he decided to try it again. For his birthday he got a wet suit and he wanted to try it out. So on March 3 he tried jumping in the pool again to see how well his wet suit would work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ_7wHnADI/AAAAAAAAAZg/mEZmCm1pRO8/s1600-h/DSCN0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311573475035906098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ_7wHnADI/AAAAAAAAAZg/mEZmCm1pRO8/s320/DSCN0478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep it's still COLD!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ_8o5yihI/AAAAAAAAAZo/f1ZvzsXVkzQ/s1600-h/DSCN0483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311573490278763026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ_8o5yihI/AAAAAAAAAZo/f1ZvzsXVkzQ/s320/DSCN0483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Hot Tub is nice and Warm though.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ_9GtRE1I/AAAAAAAAAZw/E2gqHGol7cE/s1600-h/DSCN0481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311573498279301970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ_9GtRE1I/AAAAAAAAAZw/E2gqHGol7cE/s320/DSCN0481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin's Cousin Andy wanted to try his dry suit and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;worked&lt;/span&gt; a lot better than the wet suit, he wasn't nearly as cold as Justin was, his whole body stayed dry his feet were frozen though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ_9RzOdxI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/034jQTCO9y0/s1600-h/DSCN0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311573501257086738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ_9RzOdxI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/034jQTCO9y0/s320/DSCN0486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So they both ended up in the HOT tub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess the lesson is Boys will be boys and still do crazy things!!&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/2041992596439759792-6039932801774626588?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6039932801774626588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6039932801774626588' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6039932801774626588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6039932801774626588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hot-n-cold.html' title='Hot N Cold!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SbZ-tliS9zI/AAAAAAAAAZI/UVCZjC3rfXU/s72-c/DSCN0472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-5319799720594170159</id><published>2009-03-06T09:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:55:53.371-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blushing Buttercream Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/02/blushing-buttercream-pettiskirt.html"&gt;Blushing Buttercream Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-5319799720594170159?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grosgrainfabulous.blogspot.com/2009/02/blushing-buttercream-pettiskirt.html' title='Blushing Buttercream Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5319799720594170159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5319799720594170159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5319799720594170159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5319799720594170159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/03/blushing-buttercream-pettiskirt.html' title='Blushing Buttercream Pettiskirt GIVEAWAY!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-6585625627166008894</id><published>2009-03-04T09:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T09:08:29.462-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay it Forward!</title><content type='html'>Well, its worth a try! -- I'm volunteering to make you a homemade something-or-other and I am posting this to participate in &lt;a href="http://kitkatkrew.blogspot.com/2009/02/pay-it-forward.html"&gt;my friends' &lt;/a&gt;same Pay it Forward opportunity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you excited, yet? If so, be sure to be one of the first five people to respond to this post. I hereby commit to offer the first five individuals to comment on this post a homemade gift of MY choosing; however, in order to post a comment, you have to first post this on your own blog and agree to do the same for another five people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are of course some restrictions, because I am not Super Woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make.&lt;br /&gt;-2. This thing will be completed sometime this year.&lt;br /&gt;-3. I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER THE CATCH: YOU MUST RE-POST THIS ON YOUR BLOG! This will be fun and something new to try!&lt;br /&gt;So - don't be intimidated - if you don't want to make something you can just do something nice for 5 people that comment on your blog... Excited yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-6585625627166008894?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6585625627166008894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6585625627166008894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6585625627166008894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6585625627166008894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/03/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay it Forward!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-1495332641522778242</id><published>2009-03-01T09:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T10:07:23.764-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Justin!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&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;All week my husband has been dreading today. He hates celebrating his Birthday and always wants to skip it. I think most people enjoy having a day that's all about them, even if it's just for a day and it means that you are getting older. Not Justin, he thinks that everyday is all about him already so his Birthday just means that he is another year older! So here is to another year older, wiser, and closer to retirement!!! I'm very lucky to have a guy like Justin, I joke that it's all about him, but in reality he does everything for his family. He loves us very much and wants us to play just as hard as he gets to. He got a boat for family days out on the lake, even if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; and I get sick of going and we HAVE to go so he can get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wake board&lt;/span&gt; run in. He goes and rides motocross to give me a day to myself, even if I've had five of those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; in one week, he lets me have one more. He also wants to bond with his uncle and cousins, and one day soon I think he hopes to be able to share that love of riding his bike with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt;. He drives a nice truck and washes it every week so that when he takes me out I don't get my clothes dirty, not because he can't stand a dirty truck, it's all for me. He has taken on Hobbies of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;remote&lt;/span&gt; control airplane flying and race car driving, so we don't have to sit around the house on Sunday we can have a little family entertainment without breaking the Sabbath. See he thinks of all of us in his daily &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;activities&lt;/span&gt;!!! All joking aside I love my husband and he really does work hard for our family. He is keeping us a float in these hard economic times, and I want him to how much I appreciate it. I'm thankful everyday that I married him and that he keeps me smiling all the time. So &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; Just, I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A Walk Down Memory Lane:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SaqxCM2FYDI/AAAAAAAAAZA/nfc9lshKv3c/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308249762175475762" style="WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SaqxCM2FYDI/AAAAAAAAAZA/nfc9lshKv3c/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Saqw91WxJEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7RyBFN9JuL0/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308249687150634050" style="WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Saqw91WxJEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7RyBFN9JuL0/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Saqw91WxJEI/AAAAAAAAAYw/7RyBFN9JuL0/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SaqwvCvaI7I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/d41q7JIJkVg/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Saqwux2d3EI/AAAAAAAAAYI/_bNz14Q869I/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308249428511808578" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Saqwux2d3EI/AAAAAAAAAYI/_bNz14Q869I/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Saqwus_FaAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/cmONtnQuHSE/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308249427205777410" style="WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Saqwus_FaAI/AAAAAAAAAYA/cmONtnQuHSE/s400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SaqwuH5WotI/AAAAAAAAAX4/UTqgxiDjK00/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308249417249628882" style="WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SaqwuH5WotI/AAAAAAAAAX4/UTqgxiDjK00/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Saqwt8Pn0_I/AAAAAAAAAXw/OBGhAAi3mfc/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308249414121804786" style="WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/Saqwt8Pn0_I/AAAAAAAAAXw/OBGhAAi3mfc/s400/11.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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1495332641522778242?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1495332641522778242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1495332641522778242' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1495332641522778242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1495332641522778242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-justin.html' title='Happy Birthday Justin!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SaqxCM2FYDI/AAAAAAAAAZA/nfc9lshKv3c/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-655945093757111471</id><published>2009-02-22T22:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T22:25:42.154-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxten's&lt;/span&gt; mom is having a baby soon and he is so nerves. He is not all that thrilled that he will soon have a baby brother, but little does he know how great of a big brother he will be. Since this last trip to Utah my little niece Olivia has been saying his name whenever she sees us, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Braxty&lt;/span&gt;??? Go?? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Braxty&lt;/span&gt;?? It is so cute!!! She loves him and misses him when he is not here. He also has another little cousin, Haley that loves him too!! He plays with these two so well. When we all went to Utah for my mother in laws wedding, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; and Haley played and had a great time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; usually plays with his cousin Sam who is a year younger than him and he is a boy. These two are best buds and will most likely be best friends as they grow. When Haley was put in the mix it was so cute to watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; be like an older brother and watch out for and stick up for her when people weren't getting along. He does the same with Livy he was so excited when he saw that she was walking. He would have nothing to do with her when she was a tiny baby, but now that she is mobile, he has warmed up to her and she adores him. So I think that he is going to be a great big brother and that he is going to like the whole baby thing after all. He takes after his father in that since, Justin always says that we just don't want to have kids, our life is so much easier without them. Deep down I know that he wants them and is excited for when WE start our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SaIlBhJcwBI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XNcHgEmGjMM/s1600-h/Christ+054-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305844019003965458" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SaIlBhJcwBI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XNcHgEmGjMM/s400/Christ+054-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SaIlB2EsMiI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ka1-4It6u1I/s1600-h/Livy+and+Braxten+005-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305844024621150754" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SaIlB2EsMiI/AAAAAAAAAXo/ka1-4It6u1I/s400/Livy+and+Braxten+005-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; and his cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; cousins! I think he he'll be a great big brother and I can't wait for him to realize that it's not going to be that bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-655945093757111471?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/655945093757111471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=655945093757111471' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/655945093757111471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/655945093757111471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/02/big-brother.html' title='Big Brother'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SaIlBhJcwBI/AAAAAAAAAXg/XNcHgEmGjMM/s72-c/Christ+054-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-4981592344680146031</id><published>2009-02-21T23:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:11:34.825-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photo</title><content type='html'>Well I fought my husband to finally get our family pictures done. I'm so excited!!!!! While we were in Utah we got them done by one of my friends, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; I love them. I needed her to fix some of them so this picture above is just a preview! You'll have to tune in for the rest of them. Although this is one of my favorite pics, I don't like that I'm standing so far away from the boys, it's like I stink of something. Anyway I'm glad I won the battle and we got them done. It was really bright out that day so in a lot of the pics we are squinting, oh well though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-4981592344680146031?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/4981592344680146031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=4981592344680146031' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/4981592344680146031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/4981592344680146031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/02/family-photo.html' title='Family Photo'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-4054176666131095299</id><published>2009-02-15T17:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:54:22.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year my brother in law and sister in law moved to Texas. In this move they brought there sweet little girl Olivia. Livy is my little buddy!! She is such a fun, smart, and funny little girl who keeps us all on our toes. She knows that the world adores her because when she wants something and you tell her no she just goes to the next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;victim&lt;/span&gt; and gets them to give it to her. I love her sweet little hugs and when she say my name, " M-Ma" and all the babble that she says when she is trying to tell you something. Since Ryan and Lindsey have been here they have been in Primary and so Justin and I watched her while they did their calling. It was so nice to be able to play with her for three hours and have the breaks from the lessons!! She is now old enough for nursery and so she goes there for church and I miss her so much!!!! I now have to pay attention in class, which actually is nice, but I still miss my sweet little friend. The ward is really going to be confused now because everyone thought that she was mine. Everyone always thinks that there nieces and nephews are the cutest, but I have to tell you MINE really are. Each and every one of them, I'm just lucky that Livy lives so close so I can watch her grow. I love you Girl!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SZiqTib0mRI/AAAAAAAAAWM/XIoIFwuYa-k/s1600-h/Livy+and+Braxten+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303175813866494226" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SZiqTib0mRI/AAAAAAAAAWM/XIoIFwuYa-k/s200/Livy+and+Braxten+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SZiqT66p7OI/AAAAAAAAAWU/YAkWlsbRPrA/s1600-h/Livy+and+Braxten+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303175820438269154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SZiqT66p7OI/AAAAAAAAAWU/YAkWlsbRPrA/s200/Livy+and+Braxten+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is her new cheesy smile she has for the camera, she is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anticipating&lt;/span&gt; the flash!!&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/2041992596439759792-4054176666131095299?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/4054176666131095299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=4054176666131095299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/4054176666131095299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/4054176666131095299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-buddy.html' title='My Buddy'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SZiqTib0mRI/AAAAAAAAAWM/XIoIFwuYa-k/s72-c/Livy+and+Braxten+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-3755766950212599780</id><published>2009-02-12T17:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:23:20.808-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're going to the Olympics!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a6536991508fe210" 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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6536991508fe210%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83A9318C895A7DA591BDB79F4931E54D55CA0E1F.2EAD22BA35C5C80DC9635C0B717EFC467E7396E1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6536991508fe210%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoitspVxstwrZAEzV4AjcdrIpHFY&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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6536991508fe210%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83A9318C895A7DA591BDB79F4931E54D55CA0E1F.2EAD22BA35C5C80DC9635C0B717EFC467E7396E1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6536991508fe210%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoitspVxstwrZAEzV4AjcdrIpHFY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We just got back from Utah and we had a great time!!! Justin was able to go snow mobiling the first day that we got there. That night we went to pick up Braxten and they went skiing for the next couple of days. Braxten is getting so GOOD! He is a natural just like his dad. I'm glad that they can do this together and have such a great time and bonding experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-3755766950212599780?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a6536991508fe210&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/3755766950212599780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=3755766950212599780' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3755766950212599780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3755766950212599780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/02/were-going-to-olympics.html' title='We&apos;re going to the Olympics!!!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-960743650190970836</id><published>2009-01-29T17:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:37:34.245-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Attempting to Save my Marriage!!!</title><content type='html'>So for the past month or so my allergies have been REALLY bad. At one point for about a week I had to sleep somewhat sitting up otherwise I would choke on snot. It was gross I'm not going to lie, but I kept telling myself it's not allergies it's a cold from the weather being so up and down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt; it gave me a cold. After about the third time I got this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alleged&lt;/span&gt; cold Justin had had it. He was so frustrated with me because I wouldn't go and get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;steroid&lt;/span&gt; shot. For the past three years I have gotten one and my allergies are so much better, I mean night and day. So I had waited to make sure that I got a period and for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt; I wasn't pregnant, story of my life, so that I could go and get the shot. Well I woke up yesterday to a huge ice storm in Texas, which means that everything is shut down and delayed and if you can stay home, stay home. I called the family medical place down the street and asked her to see if it was possible to come in and get treated and get a shot. She said that it shouldn't be a problem, but they would need my records from my past doctor to see that I have gotten this shot for the past three years. No problem right!!! Well the office was closed do to the ice and wouldn't open until 12. So I waited for them to open, called at 12 and they still weren't in. I kind of started getting annoyed because they are only open on Monday's and Wednesday's at this office, and the nurse said that legally they have up to two weeks to get the papers faxed over. I needed to have a signed medical release form as well and this is something that they can only fax over, they can't e-mail it. So I drove to the family medical place filled everything out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; crossed my fingers. This medical office was trying to leave by three, because the roads were going to get bad again so I wasn't holding my breath on getting in. I could see the doctor, but it would cost me more money to come back and get the shot. So I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; to pick up some prescriptions and food shop a little. I got a call and it was the nurse saying they got my paper work and to come by in an hour. I was so excited!!! I went and got the shot and some antibiotics, because I have a sinus infection or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bronchitis&lt;/span&gt;, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;steroid&lt;/span&gt; shot. If anyone has had one of those they hurt, they make your muscles sore and go into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;spasms&lt;/span&gt;. It was so worth it, but buy the end of the night I could breathe and I wasn't coughing a whole bunch of crap up anymore. The bad thing is my back hurt so bad I couldn't fall asleep and then when I finally did I only slept for 3 hours and couldn't fall back asleep. I don't know what my deal is, but I can breathe and my husband isn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;disgusted&lt;/span&gt; by me anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-960743650190970836?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/960743650190970836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=960743650190970836' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/960743650190970836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/960743650190970836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/01/attempting-to-save-my-marriage.html' title='Attempting to Save my Marriage!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-8358303801825395701</id><published>2009-01-26T09:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T10:38:38.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lindsey!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday to one of the most coolest people I know. I'm so glad that Lindsey has moved to Texas and that we have been able to become such good friends. It's never a dull moment when we are together. We went out last Friday night to have a little Birthday dinner for her and afterwards we couldn't figure out what to do. We drove around for a while and then decided that we would go watch the planes land. I wasn't feeling great, my allergies have been awful, and so I was less than thrilled. I was for sure the party pooper!! Half way there I realized I needed to use the bathroom and I needed to use it now. There is no where to go on the road, so the guys said we could pull over and pee on the side of the road. I was not in the mood for games and found it less than funny and even annoyed that it was just a joke to them. Every bump was awful and I really thought that I was going to pee my pants. So they pull over and said, "OK just use the car to support you and go". It was just that easy, right. Not for me!!! I was annoyed and then I got stage fright and couldn't go. I got back in the car right about the time that Lindsey went running over behind another bush to do the same thing. That's what I love about her, she is always up for the party and she is going to have fun no matter what. She is a great example to me, not just peeing in the bush other reasons too!! I love that she is so close by, and she loves to go shopping with me!!! Having a great shopping buddy is always great!!!!!!!! So this shout out is for Lindsey, Happy Birthday, I love ya!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SX3mQ59Pn1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/krijz3SNArs/s1600-h/Livy+and+Braxten+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295641914967564114" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SX3mQ59Pn1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/krijz3SNArs/s200/Livy+and+Braxten+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SX3mRUdGYyI/AAAAAAAAAWE/_zFNVx_oE8U/s1600-h/Livy+and+Braxten+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295641922080498466" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SX3mRUdGYyI/AAAAAAAAAWE/_zFNVx_oE8U/s200/Livy+and+Braxten+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-8358303801825395701?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/8358303801825395701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=8358303801825395701' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/8358303801825395701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/8358303801825395701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-lindsey.html' title='Happy Birthday Lindsey!!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SX3mQ59Pn1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/krijz3SNArs/s72-c/Livy+and+Braxten+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-6468048220563739157</id><published>2009-01-03T09:39:00.015-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:42:20.559-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, My Dear Braxten, Farewell!!!</title><content type='html'>I know that I haven't really said anything about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; being here the past two weeks, but he has been and it has been so great. We were so busy that it fells like it's only been two days. He got here the Sunday before Christmas, December 21. The next night we celebrated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(My mom and brother in law getting down on the Karaoke machine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWD-4tDYBII/AAAAAAAAATU/vWN6h7CMOaY/s1600-h/Christmas+08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287506212652844162" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWD-4tDYBII/AAAAAAAAATU/vWN6h7CMOaY/s200/Christmas+08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWD_I622CSI/AAAAAAAAATc/1v46_lfxXjE/s1600-h/Christmas+08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287506491236288802" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWD_I622CSI/AAAAAAAAATc/1v46_lfxXjE/s200/Christmas+08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Karen and Dylan getting down)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWD_eP8RvNI/AAAAAAAAATk/9VhfHrc3MEM/s1600-h/Christmas+08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287506857673473234" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWD_eP8RvNI/AAAAAAAAATk/9VhfHrc3MEM/s200/Christmas+08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(One Man Band)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWD_5np_q7I/AAAAAAAAATs/ouhKbtz3rrI/s1600-h/Christmas+08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287507327895710642" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWD_5np_q7I/AAAAAAAAATs/ouhKbtz3rrI/s200/Christmas+08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWD_6MbygUI/AAAAAAAAAT0/9ZocBgW_ko0/s1600-h/Christmas+08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287507337768239426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWD_6MbygUI/AAAAAAAAAT0/9ZocBgW_ko0/s200/Christmas+08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great night and I finally got to break in my karaoke machine, with other people not by myself. We had a great next couple of days, my Dad got Justin a remote control race car, it is so cool, and it is fast. It can go up to 50MPH, and trust me he has tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( Justin's Car)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFbC1sX_0I/AAAAAAAAAT8/JXIj4XCXWlQ/s1600-h/Christ+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287607541840740162" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFbC1sX_0I/AAAAAAAAAT8/JXIj4XCXWlQ/s200/Christ+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then came Christmas morning!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; was so excited, and even more so that Santa forgot to give Justin and I presents and he was the only one who got one. I guess he was the only one who was good this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFcrUbqEbI/AAAAAAAAAUE/BHkIuWyuFkg/s1600-h/Christ+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287609336798515634" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFcrUbqEbI/AAAAAAAAAUE/BHkIuWyuFkg/s200/Christ+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFdLz3ChTI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gVpv08k-LTk/s1600-h/Christ+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287609894990677298" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFdLz3ChTI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gVpv08k-LTk/s200/Christ+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFdLu88bcI/AAAAAAAAAU8/aFO0hqLpoeo/s1600-h/Christ+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287609893673266626" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFdLu88bcI/AAAAAAAAAU8/aFO0hqLpoeo/s200/Christ+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFdLUjcKjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/6-18begrhTE/s1600-h/Christ+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287609886586972722" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFdLUjcKjI/AAAAAAAAAU0/6-18begrhTE/s200/Christ+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFdK8iPBuI/AAAAAAAAAUs/LA1Y9mbJa_o/s1600-h/Christ+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287609880139466466" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFdK8iPBuI/AAAAAAAAAUs/LA1Y9mbJa_o/s200/Christ+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFctKiefxI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-XJsO11u57c/s1600-h/Christ+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287609368502501138" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFctKiefxI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-XJsO11u57c/s200/Christ+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFctqCeI2I/AAAAAAAAAUk/OQnfl855FnY/s1600-h/Christ+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287609376958194530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFctqCeI2I/AAAAAAAAAUk/OQnfl855FnY/s200/Christ+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Like Justin's Pink Pajama's?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great Christmas, not with just the things that we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt;, but being together as a family. We were able to spend Christmas Eve with Ryan and Lindsey and it was great. To be together as family and we played a let ping pong I'm not going to lie!!! Thanks for Dinner Ryan and Lindsey. Christmas Day we went over to Connie and Steve's for dinner and games with all of Justin's cousins. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; had a chance to go ride dirt bikes with the boys!!! He said that it was the best day of his life!!!!! The guys all rode dirt bikes, and he rode a little 4 x 4 that Justin and his cousin's all grew up on. They were able to go three times!!!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; was in heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFganpjhPI/AAAAAAAAAVs/rKGW7POWbM0/s1600-h/4+x+4+09+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287613447945815282" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFganpjhPI/AAAAAAAAAVs/rKGW7POWbM0/s200/4+x+4+09+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFgZjM6AcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Y8MZDFrch1o/s1600-h/4+x+4+09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287613429572043202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFgZjM6AcI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Y8MZDFrch1o/s200/4+x+4+09+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFgZRDI-XI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Q5NY4WErUmE/s1600-h/4+x+4+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287613424699242866" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFgZRDI-XI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Q5NY4WErUmE/s200/4+x+4+09+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Each time he went up the Brim he got higher and higher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFgZyGEITI/AAAAAAAAAVc/8IjCMhINA2g/s1600-h/4+x+4+09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287613433569878322" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFgZyGEITI/AAAAAAAAAVc/8IjCMhINA2g/s200/4+x+4+09+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFgaSYqtkI/AAAAAAAAAVk/v1F4cabMpaA/s1600-h/4+x+4+09+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287613442237838914" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SWFgaSYqtkI/AAAAAAAAAVk/v1F4cabMpaA/s200/4+x+4+09+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(The Crew) (Justin Jumping)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; is the greatest. We love having him around and we are so glad and blessed to have him in our lives. Things are not the same when he's not here, although they are always crazy when he is here. I'm thankful that we are able to see him as much as we get to, but very sad that it always has to come to an end. We can't wait to have him come back for more fun and adventure. Christmas is so much fun with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt;, putting cookies out for Santa, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; on his face when he comes. We love you B and miss you already. Come back soon and we hope next time you can stay longer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-6468048220563739157?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6468048220563739157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6468048220563739157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6468048220563739157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6468048220563739157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/01/farewell-my-dear-braxten-farewell.html' title='Farewell, My Dear Braxten, Farewell!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SWD-4tDYBII/AAAAAAAAATU/vWN6h7CMOaY/s72-c/Christmas+08+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-9094571695500475593</id><published>2009-01-02T14:52:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:12:51.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight Lose Update!!!</title><content type='html'>Most of you know that I have been on a diet lately to basically not become a diabetic. The past few months have been really hard, but they have paid off. I started this diet, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;October&lt;/span&gt;, and here 3 months later I think I'm looking pretty good. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( Last January, Eating cake, yum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286803883451469058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SV6AHw5HzQI/AAAAAAAAASU/wW6HZKKzAiQ/s400/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( This past Christmas, can you see the difference?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286804648253485650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SV6A0SAIclI/AAAAAAAAASk/-YDPyIsSdkc/s400/Christ+006.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/2041992596439759792-9094571695500475593?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/9094571695500475593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=9094571695500475593' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/9094571695500475593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/9094571695500475593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/01/waight-lose-update.html' title='Weight Lose Update!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SV6AHw5HzQI/AAAAAAAAASU/wW6HZKKzAiQ/s72-c/Picture+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-576989746344702736</id><published>2009-01-02T14:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T22:13:19.512-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy New Year!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wanted to say Happy New Year from our family to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ya'll's&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286799018968804018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SV57snSE6rI/AAAAAAAAASM/Aetg8pwfKTo/s400/New+Years+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; is Happy to be in this picture, what's up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gangsta&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/2041992596439759792-576989746344702736?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/576989746344702736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=576989746344702736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/576989746344702736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/576989746344702736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SV57snSE6rI/AAAAAAAAASM/Aetg8pwfKTo/s72-c/New+Years+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-5947980800919243687</id><published>2008-12-28T20:55:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:16:06.904-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Delivered!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well for the last few months, ever since we got the boat, I've been asking for a new camera. Our camera was fine, but it was really slow. We got it about 5 years ago, and it just seems &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ancient&lt;/span&gt;. I started to notice this when we would be out on the boat and I would miss half the pictures because my camera was to slow, and not process the picture fast enough. So this year for Christmas SANTA delivered and I love my new camera!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4d9919595e677097" 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://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4d9919595e677097%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A5807308DC37CFC109AD87BF654505CC4ED0775.628D03711D2A65698267344701407A21311EA23C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4d9919595e677097%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcWYDP883KPDUuU_IE7c6NjDUOck&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://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4d9919595e677097%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330379623%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A5807308DC37CFC109AD87BF654505CC4ED0775.628D03711D2A65698267344701407A21311EA23C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4d9919595e677097%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DcWYDP883KPDUuU_IE7c6NjDUOck&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He told me that they were all sold out of the camera that I wanted so he didn't know what to get me. I was annoyed that he waited until two days before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;, but he did really good this year. He got me my new camera, two new pairs of jeans and two shirts to layer with a necklace to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;match&lt;/span&gt;. He is good, but not that good he had help from the lady at the store, but I do have to say that he did a good job. I had to go back and get a size smaller in the jeans, but that's always good right???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285043040281622162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SVg-pM6i9pI/AAAAAAAAARs/gavp-U0FamU/s400/Christ+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First picture with the new camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285043389747633010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SVg-9ixvG3I/AAAAAAAAAR0/-xJUsHiv3GE/s400/Christ+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We had Christmas with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; the Monday before because my parents were going out of town. I had used most of the wrapping paper in the house, so my husband used the used wrapping paper and boxes from the night before that were crumpled up in the box to wrap my presents. It makes me laugh every time I think about it. Please excuse my dazed look it was early!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285043396033053378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SVg-96MTAsI/AAAAAAAAAR8/wgHd5gkjLxE/s400/Christ+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My new shirt and necklace. Thanks babe! &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/2041992596439759792-5947980800919243687?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4d9919595e677097&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5947980800919243687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5947980800919243687' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5947980800919243687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5947980800919243687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/12/santa-delivered.html' title='Santa Delivered!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SVg-pM6i9pI/AAAAAAAAARs/gavp-U0FamU/s72-c/Christ+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-1933386897839619988</id><published>2008-12-09T16:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:12:11.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make you feel old........</title><content type='html'>... so for the past year I have really started to feel old.&lt;br /&gt;1. I got a Christmas card today of a little girl that I used to babysit for and she is now in HIGH SCHOOL!!!!!!!!!!!!! When I first started babysitting her she was like 18 months or close to 2. Then I went to visit one of my families that I first started nannying for and the oldest girl, who was nine when I first started watching them, is a senior in high school.&lt;br /&gt;2. When you are listening to the radio and some of the songs are now just noise to you and you have to change the station. To my defense it is mostly the heavy medal stuff Justin listens to sometimes, but still.&lt;br /&gt;3. That a lot of the fashions that were around when I was a young are back in style, and since I don't wear them I'm out of style.&lt;br /&gt;4. When you can't stay up past midnight anymore without being grumpy or having a nap earlier in the day because you know that I was going to stay up late.&lt;br /&gt;5. When you think back when I was in school gas was only $.89!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful that I have found a lovely wonderful husband who works hard for our money!! Hard for the money, sorry I broke out into a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt; there, but I hope that I have children before my eggs dry up!!! I know I'm not that old, but sure do feel like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1933386897839619988?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1933386897839619988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1933386897839619988' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1933386897839619988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1933386897839619988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/12/things-that-make-you-feel-old.html' title='Things that make you feel old........'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-1159402215109878198</id><published>2008-12-05T12:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:17:08.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Dork!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past summer while Braxten was here there was a tragedy in our family, the Karaoke machine broke. I was so sad, and mad at the same time, but it was no one's fault as much as I wanted it to be. When Braxten goes to sleep he likes the TV or movie to be on to help him get to sleep. The karaoke machine's TV was big enough for him to use it as the TV and dvd player. I think that he also likes it as a night light. One night when he was going to bed the machine wouldn't read the disk and hasn't worked ever since, trust me I've tried. I was going to take it to get fixed, because I was having withdraws. In talking about it with my friend Amie, she told me since I got it at Costco take it back. It's been three years since I have bought the dang thing, but I tried it anyway to see if they would take it back, and they DID!!! I was so happy, and this is the only time of the year when they have them in the store so I was so excited. The only one they had ended up being $50 less than the old one and so I was able to get a Nativity set for $20 bucks. OK so so far I'm not a dork, but I hurried home after I bought it, set it up and sang for like an hour all by myself. I'm so thankful for the karaoke invention, because I love to listen to myself talk, and now I can hear my awful voice on the microphone, it's so great. So anyone up for a little song rehearsal??? Come on over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276385953523314978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/STl9EbmeMSI/AAAAAAAAARk/Tl8cfyEkQAA/s400/0004723700999_150X150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Isn't she pretty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1159402215109878198?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1159402215109878198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1159402215109878198' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1159402215109878198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1159402215109878198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-dork.html' title='I&apos;m a Dork!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/STl9EbmeMSI/AAAAAAAAARk/Tl8cfyEkQAA/s72-c/0004723700999_150X150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-41064271420824773</id><published>2008-11-24T13:16:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:55:24.608-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Better Day!!! So I Thought.</title><content type='html'>So today has been a much better day in the life of MOM. Dylan has been such a trooper. He woke me up at 5:45, ouch, this morning and was ready for some more food. I feed him a bottle and then to my surprise he was ready to play. My sister told me that he would wake up early, take his bottle and then go back to sleep. I was in shock!!! After we played for about 45 minutes the eye rubbing began and he was back to bed. He slept long enough for me to shower and get ready to leave. We went and ran a few errands, and then we were off to the grocery store for some BABY FOOD, no more of this bottle crap!!! I stocked up and came home to try it out. At first Dylan wanted nothing to do with the food, I had woken him up from his car seat nap. Then after a little bit he went to town on the yo baby yogurt that I got him. I was very excited and impressed. Today I was very excited to watch my cute little guy, and not cursing my sister for leaving her 9 month old baby with me while she was basking in the sun in Mexico. Tonight my brother and his family and my mom and dad are coming over so that D Dog can be around the kids. He loves watching the kids!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the middle of writing this Dylan woke up from his nap, THROWING UP, AGAIN!!!!! I cleaned everything up and watched his clothes. I waited for reinforcements!!! My mom stopped by the store and bought some non milk based formula. And then it happened, I started to not feel well myself. I thought that maybe I had not eaten well and so I felt nauseous. I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cabela's&lt;/span&gt; with my brother and then when I got home, my mom had started dinner and the smell made it even worse. Dylan wasn't sick from the formula, even thought when we cut back on the formula and diluted it he seemed to keep it down, he had the FLU and gave it to me. I was in the bathroom most of the night and I couldn't sleep because my body hurt so bad. Finally about 3:00 am my belly felt better and I slept until Dylan woke up. I slept upstairs so that I wouldn't get Justin sick. When D Dog and I came down to get a bottle this morning, Justin told me that he had been trowing up since 3:00 am. I couldn't move my body hurt so bad, and when Dylan went down for a nap so did I and when I woke up my body didn't even want to move, so I called my mom and they came and got Dylan a day early. I don't think that I could have made it through the rest of the day with Dylan here. I give all those mom's out there who have to deal with there children when they are sick too, because it was hard, I didn't even have enough energy to bath Dylan this morning. And everyone knows what it is like when there husbands are sick it's never fun. Tomorrow is a new day and I hope that everyone here at the Lee household is better and that we will all be better to leave for Utah on Thursday morning. Here's for hoping, that we are well and that even though Justin was sick today he will be able to finish all his work before we leave. Cross your fingers that everything goes smoothly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-41064271420824773?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/41064271420824773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=41064271420824773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/41064271420824773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/41064271420824773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/11/much-better-day.html' title='Much Better Day!!! So I Thought.'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-6709778379433837599</id><published>2008-11-23T22:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:29:19.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Mom</title><content type='html'>So my sister and her husband went out of town for Thanksgiving with his family. They all went to Mexico!!! While they are away I'm in charge of the "little gherkin", Dylan, AKA "D" Dog. So last night he came home with me from my mom's house, and he fell asleep in the car. Once we got home, to my house, I got him out to put P.J.'s on and ready for bed, by now he had woken up. He freaked out, he didn't know were he was and he wanted his MOM. After about an hour and a half I got him to sleep through his chilling cries. I have never heard this boy cry as hard and as much as he did. This morning, i could hear him making sweet little noises and so I went to get him up out of bed. As I got closer to the bed I could smell it. He had thrown up in the bed and his diaper was FULL of water poo! Dylan thought was happy as could be with no cares in the world. So I but all his bedding and clothes in the wash and fed him breakfast. Then we went to take a bath. While I was filling the bath up, he projectile spit up all of the bath, so I drained the water and started over. Right before I was to get him out he did it again. All the while he is still acting just fine and laughing and having a good time. So then we came down and played and I gave him some juice, obviously it hasn't hit me that he might not be feeling well. He kept the juice down, and went down for a two hour nap. He wake up happy and great so we had some peaches and played and then some more formula. Right as he got to the end of the bottle he came up for air and started to spew AGAIN. I caught most of it in my hand and ran for the sink. I cleaned him up and we played some more, still acting just fine and happy. After a while he gets fussy so I give him some water and them get him ready for church. Dylan's all ready so I finish getting ready and then Try and pry Justin from the Cowboys game. The whole time before church I'm trying to get breakfast made, while Justin sleeps in, and get dinner ready enough so that when we get home from 5:00 church there isn't a whole lot left to do. So I'm doing all this with a kid on my hip because all he wants is me and clearly he isn't feeling so great at this point. All the spitting/throw up still hasn't triggered anything in my mind so we leave for church."D" Dog falls asleep on the way. Right before the sacrament gets past he wakes up ready to play. We get the bread every thing's good, then the water comes to me, right as he puts the tray in front of him, Dylan starts trowing up the water and peaches. I had grabbed a towel just in case, and he filled is. I ran out of sacrament meeting and Justin followed me with the car seat. D and left church while Justin stayed because he had to teach. I made a couple of phone calls and came to the conclusion that it's the formula making him sick. So I have given him less and gave him watered down formula and everything has been good since. What a nightmare!!!!!!!!!!! He has only been taking this formula for about a week, but half formula and half breast milk. His poor little belly couldn't handle this stuff, and man does it stink. I hope that tomorrow is a much better day, I'm going to buy some baby food so I don't have to feed him very many bottles. We'll see how it all goes. Wish me luck!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-6709778379433837599?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6709778379433837599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6709778379433837599' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6709778379433837599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6709778379433837599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/11/playing-mom.html' title='Playing Mom'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-5158362838614732498</id><published>2008-11-14T10:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:55:21.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>My mother in Law is getting married in a couple of weeks!! We are so very excited for her and her future husband Russ. I have been shopping for the past month now for something to wear for me and my boys, well mostly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; and Sam (my nephew). They are going to look so good and I'm so excited. I finally got everything together for there outfits, and I found the cutest dress to wear. I'm so excited!!!!! I got the best deal on it too, that makes it even more of a score. Anyway, now I need shoes. I can't seem to find any cute black shoes. Where are some of the best places you like to buy shoes????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-5158362838614732498?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5158362838614732498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5158362838614732498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5158362838614732498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5158362838614732498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/11/shoes.html' title='Shoes!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-3605466136925196237</id><published>2008-11-14T10:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:49:49.872-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ideas!</title><content type='html'>One of my friends on her blog is asking people for ideas. I thought that this was a great idea and it would give me something write for a while. I have a hard time coming with something to write about. I feel that I live a very boring life! So I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;enlisting&lt;/span&gt; your help, leave a comment with a question for me. Anything kind of question, I'll answer it. Thanks for the idea Jen and sorry for copying. I want to be like you!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-3605466136925196237?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/3605466136925196237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=3605466136925196237' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3605466136925196237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3605466136925196237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/11/ideas.html' title='Ideas!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-3825005627014535785</id><published>2008-11-12T11:26:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:59:39.542-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning I was watching Jon and Kate plus 8. I love those cute little kids, ,and how funny the parents are to each other. This week they went to Hawaii for a fun vacation and one of the things that they went to do as a family, was going Sailing. I was laughing because all I could do was think about how awful my experience sailing in Hawaii was, I was like SUCKERS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;About a year and a half ago, Justin and myself, my sister Karen and her husband and my mother in law all went to Hawaii. It was so much fun!!! At the time Justin's grandma and aunt lived there so it was fun to go visit family and see the newest cousin. One of our adventures that we went out on was a Sail Boat Ride. I was a little nervous at first, but we went and bought all the appropriate measures for motion sickness. I am the worst at getting car sick, so I was pretty sure that I would get sea sick. So here are some pictures of how the first part of the trip went....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267826995587879762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SRsUvgo6k1I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/0cYdyvsH2dY/s400/IMGP1670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267826987238296162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SRsUvBiOCmI/AAAAAAAAAQw/2XTAxGNZNg4/s400/IMGP1666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267826985694665682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SRsUu7yMG9I/AAAAAAAAAQo/K9qibaEGOWc/s400/IMGP1668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It all went down hill from there. As we went out sea, the waves were huge!!!! At some points the boat was flat on it's side and I thought that we were going to be launched out of the boat, it was so scary and I did not like it at ALL!!! All I wanted to do is get off the boat. And then there was the sea sickness.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267828044480495058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SRsVskEZvdI/AAAAAAAAARA/hUSXnlbcxyM/s400/IMGP1667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I wasn't really throwing up, but I wanted to! At one point it was so bad that I went to lean over the boat to spew. As soon as I did that the boat shifted and it was on it's one side and I almost flew out of the boat, I was to scared to spew. From then on all I wanted to do is get off the stupid boat, FAST!!&lt;br /&gt;To be honest I think the guy just wanted the money and he really shouldn't have taken us out that day, but I guess we'll never know. He asked us if we wanted go snorkeling, and I was like are you kidding me??? The highlight of the the trip was the front seat....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267831186041896434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SRsYjbTAffI/AAAAAAAAARQ/uV3RjVYG9KA/s400/IMGP1664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandma wouldn't leave the seat the whole time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267831018549310098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SRsYZrVqcpI/AAAAAAAAARI/akBIEUrbSHE/s400/IMGP1671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It could have been it's because she got stuck, sorry grandma!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-3825005627014535785?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/3825005627014535785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=3825005627014535785' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3825005627014535785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/3825005627014535785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/11/sailing.html' title='Sailing'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SRsUvgo6k1I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/0cYdyvsH2dY/s72-c/IMGP1670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-1938754594481354802</id><published>2008-11-07T16:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T17:01:42.447-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chirstmas is Coming.........</title><content type='html'>......and the goose is getting FAT!!!!! OK so it seems that Christmas is just around the corner and I have no ideas for presents. For Justin's family I usually to a family calender, I pull together all the pics throughout the year and put them all together for everyone to enjoy. I ask them to send me pictures so that I can do that, I only had two people respond!!!! I still need to go and get the picture disk, but hopefully there are a lot of pictures on them?? My mil (mother in law) brought her camera here this summer and needed to dump the memory card so I have a lot of pictures from her so hopefully we are good??? My family usually draws names and we buy the one person a gift which is nice so that you get one really nice present instead of a whole lot of random things. Of course we always get the kids presents though!! I love Christmas, I love getting presents and I love giving presents. You hope with each gift the person is as excited as you are when you bought it thinking that they will love it. I think as we get older it gets harder and harder to please everyone. I'm trying to come up with different traditions and things for us to try as a family, Braxten will be here this year for Christmas and I want it to be fun and play the whole Santa card, but at the same time I want him to know the reason for the season. Any ideas??? I know the most common are reading the bible story or acting it out, does any one do any other things????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-1938754594481354802?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/1938754594481354802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=1938754594481354802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1938754594481354802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/1938754594481354802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/11/chirstmas-is-coming.html' title='Chirstmas is Coming.........'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-7097136874151999499</id><published>2008-11-06T10:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:53:44.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Music</title><content type='html'>Evey time that I get on to the computer to look at blogs I always end up turning the sound &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; off, or pausing my music. So I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; that as much as I love the 80's jams, they will no longer be a part of my post. Farewell fine music you are to much of a pain when I'm trying to see what all of my friends and they cute little kids are up to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-7097136874151999499?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/7097136874151999499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=7097136874151999499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7097136874151999499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/7097136874151999499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/11/farewell-music.html' title='Farewell Music'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-5283664168855556778</id><published>2008-10-29T08:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:48:20.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dracula!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>This past weekend we went to a Murder Mystery Dinner. It was so much fun!! We all brought something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Halloweeny&lt;/span&gt; to eat, I brought some eyeballs and mummy dogs. The eyeballs looked really cute, but they were really sweet. I didn't think that they were that bad, but most people didn't like them, which is fine because it was all the spirit and atmosphere not really the taste. We all had different parts to dress up as, I was a dental &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surgeon&lt;/span&gt; and Justin was a actor who is most famous for Dracula, so that's who he was supposed to dress as. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262568693599355922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SQhmWDQUxBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xWvWrd2sf4Q/s400/various+pics+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun to see everyone else get into their parts and have a good time. Todd, Justin's cousin was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt;. I was laughing so hard at him playing his part at times it was hard to breathe. Justin's Uncle Steve really got into it as well and even handed out business cards to everyone that he was a vampire slayer, it was great. Todd and Abby put so much time and effort into this party. It was upstairs so we went up and there is a big landing so to speak. This is were we got the intro to the party and a little bit of the details. Then, they opened the doors to the "west wing" and they had hung trash bags from the ceiling to make a maze. As we walked through the maze, Todd would so various things to scare us. It was so perfect!! Then at the end of the maze they have another big room, that they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; decked out for us to sit and enjoy all the snacks and that's were we played the game. It was long, but fun! I was so tired because earlier that day I went with my really good friend to be her model for her last test for beauty school. She wanted to leave at 6:00 am so I needed to be up by 5:00 so I could get ready. The test started at 8:30, but she didn't get done until 12:30 and then we didn't get home until 1:15. Then I had to go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;grocery&lt;/span&gt; store and get all the supplies for the snacks for the party and then make them. They were very time consuming, so I never got a nap. I was tired, but had a great time. Oh, my friend past her test and so she is now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; legal to do hair, way to go Aimee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-5283664168855556778?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5283664168855556778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5283664168855556778' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5283664168855556778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5283664168855556778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/10/dracula.html' title='Dracula!!!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SQhmWDQUxBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/xWvWrd2sf4Q/s72-c/various+pics+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-5785513815914014048</id><published>2008-10-22T11:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:18:41.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life</title><content type='html'>As many of you know, Justin and I have been trying for some time to have children. It's been a long drawn out process that always seem to get our hope up and then our dreams never coming true. Within the last few months I have gone to see a new doctor. My mom works in a doctor's office that has varies types of doctors in it, chiropractor, nutritionist, face and hair laser removal and things like that. Well one of the guys is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;endochronogist&lt;/span&gt; basically a hormone doctor. I went in to see if he could help me get pregnant. He told me that I need to me taking the same medicine that my fertility gut gave, which made me so sick I stopped taking it. I was like great here we go again. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; that he described to me was the same stuff, but it was timed released and so it shouldn't make me as sick. He also told me that in order for this all to work and for me not to get sick I need to change my diet. I was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; I guess I could at least to that, sounds easy enough right????? Wrong, he told me that I needed to stop eating, bread, rice, pasta, potatoes, and sugar. Basically no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;carbs&lt;/span&gt; and no sugars. This is so much harder than I thought it was going to be. It's so hard to think and come up with food ideas. Lunch and dinner are pretty easy, but breakfast is my hardest meal to eat. I knew that I was doing this for a reason, but it still made it hard. The results paid off, the medicine didn't make me sick and if I ever felt sick, it's because I knew I eat something I wasn't supposed to, and I lost about 6 pounds. I can really feel that lose in my clothes, now I just need to go shopping again!! That's always nice. I have been doing this about a month now and I had a follow up visit last week with my doctor and he has high hopes for us if I continue on this diet, and take my thyroid medicine oops!! I don't know if this is the answer and we will be able to get pregnant naturally, but either way I know that my body is going to take better to the treatments and procedures when and or if we have to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;invitro&lt;/span&gt;. When I started this whole process I didn't really put two and two together, that me being insulin resistant, I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;prediabetic&lt;/span&gt;. So if I keep on this diet for the rest of my life pretty much I might never become diabetic, which would be great. So here's to a new life and dreams coming true. If anyone has some good recipes out there for healthily eating I would love some good tips and ideas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-5785513815914014048?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/5785513815914014048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=5785513815914014048' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5785513815914014048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/5785513815914014048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2041992596439759792.post-8104604820518741633</id><published>2008-10-13T19:58:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T20:23:28.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Win a New Purse!!!</title><content type='html'>Lot's of people are posting this on their blogs to win a chance to get a free purse and I am no different. Click here to see if you could win.&lt;a href="http://www.handbagplanet.com/"&gt;http://www.handbagplanet.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-8104604820518741633?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/8104604820518741633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=8104604820518741633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/8104604820518741633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/8104604820518741633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/10/win-new-purse.html' title='Win a New Purse!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-6082986703290795615</id><published>2008-10-13T14:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:40:07.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MISSING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;MISSING!!!!!!! A lost blogger who has been so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unbusy&lt;/span&gt;, that blogging my life wasn't even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; so I just didn't do it!!!! I know that I have been out of the blogging world for a while now but I wanted to come back and let everyone know what has been going on lately. A few weeks ago Justin left for his first ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MotoAdventrue&lt;/span&gt; with his two cousins and uncle. Just go a dirt bike this past year and has been practicing for this trip. The other boys have been doing the trip for a while now, and Justin finally got to go this year!! Yeah for Justin. Normally the girls all fly into Utah and do a little shopping and hanging out until the guys get there, but this year most of us stayed home because tickets are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; and we are all going to Utah in November for Justin's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mom's&lt;/span&gt; wedding. I had big plans to do some "spring Cleaning" while Justin was away, but it never happened, so I still have that to do. Justin had so much fun on his trip and he can't wait until next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Justin was away I had some really great and exciting things happen. One of my really good friends, Aimee, was expecting a baby and had been on bed rest for about 3 weeks. She needed a ride to her doctor's appointment so I went with her to get out of the house, but mostly to have some girl time. I took her on  Monday and everything was fine, then I took her again on Thursday and that day the doctor decided that they were going to have a baby!!!! I was like holy crap!!! So I went with her over to the hospital and hung out with her while they got everything started and for her mom and husband to show up. I didn't really have anything else to do that day, so I hung out and we talked about how she was feeling and everything about child birth. I ended up staying for the whole thing and it was the most exciting thing that I have ever watched. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Amiee&lt;/span&gt; did so good, she was trying so hard to have the baby natural because she had a bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;epidural&lt;/span&gt; last time, and she did amazing!!!!! About an hour before little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jager&lt;/span&gt; got here she got the shot and it barely kicked in before he came, and it wasn't until after he entered this world did it really kick in and then she couldn't feel her legs, but she did such great job and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; think that everyone should watch that before they have a baby, a lot of my fears and questions have been answered not to say that it is going to be a breeze, but I know what to somewhat expect!!! He is such a cute little guy and I'm so happy for Aimee and her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; the are finally complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday morning, the day Justin was getting home, I went to watch a family in our wards kids while they went out of town. I had such a good time. So I got there early Sunday morning and then we all went to go pick up Justin. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt; had work all week so he stayed at our house while I stayed over there. It was kind of a bummer, but I had such a fun week!!! The kids were so good and fun. I laughed to hard at Gavin, he was the four year old, he was so funny and just dang cute!!!!! All of them had different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;personalities&lt;/span&gt; and they were all great, but Gavin made me laugh the most. That kid loves macaroni and cheese, he ate pretty much the whole box, with his head in the bowl like it was going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;disappear&lt;/span&gt; if he didn't eat it fast enough!!! I had a great time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now back to reality, Justin's home so I have to go to the store to get food and make dinner. So I went to Costco today and loaded up!!! Good ole Costco!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2041992596439759792-6082986703290795615?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6082986703290795615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6082986703290795615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6082986703290795615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6082986703290795615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/10/missing.html' title='MISSING'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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-2041992596439759792.post-6221366233714346734</id><published>2008-09-11T15:13:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T15:30:23.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Neck Fishing!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This post is for my father in law Dave. He has been waiting all summer long to get a fishing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;license&lt;/span&gt;. He moved here this summer and the season for fishing is Aug to Aug so he wanted to wait until the new year came so he didn't have to get two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;licenses&lt;/span&gt;. Well this past April, while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; was here for Spring Break, we decided to go fishing in our community pond in our development. I just wanted to show everyone how Justin has taught his son to fish.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244861425683689218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SMl9rZ4GbwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/CLq-jWn4r2c/s400/Picture+169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please not the "Fishing Pole" in Justin's Hand. Now this is just an air soft gun, so don't freak out to much!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244861946739919346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SMl-Ju9lifI/AAAAAAAAAO4/9gRyHRjDLZo/s400/Picture+173.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Braxten&lt;/span&gt; are you taking notes???&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244862250980512370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SMl-bcWMknI/AAAAAAAAAPA/i0cBxfy7JuM/s400/Picture+174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He had no problem remembering what to do in this!! Can we say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ghetto&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244862589480653266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-JdHR245VAo/SMl-vJW60dI/AAAAAAAAAPI/FZAuhif5L_4/s400/Picture+178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Proof Justin's Dad really did teach him how to fish. Happy Fishing Dave!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2041992596439759792-6221366233714346734?l=emmanjustin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/feeds/6221366233714346734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2041992596439759792&amp;postID=6221366233714346734' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6221366233714346734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2041992596439759792/posts/default/6221366233714346734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmanjustin.blogspot.com/2008/09/red-neck-fishing.html' title='Red Neck Fishing!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Emmalee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16475813765140810177</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/_-JdHR245VAo/SMl9rZ4GbwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/CLq-jWn4r2c/s72-c/Picture+169.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
