tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11676053550588861502024-02-07T00:28:35.127-05:00Life... As We Know ItA Glimpse Into The Life Of The Bullock FamilyNicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.comBlogger58125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-21605982602619990642010-02-03T11:58:00.003-05:002010-02-03T12:08:35.181-05:00God is working....<div style="text-align: center;">For those of you who have not heard the latest....<br />We are moving.<br />God has opened a great opportunity for us at the Mackey Church of the Nazarene, in Mackey, Indiana.<br /><br />I'm excited to let God work<br /><br />I'm sad to leave some great friends<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Jeremiah 29:11</span><br /><br />My future is in His hands.. and I have the wonderful comfort of knowing that He has GREAT plans for me.... for our family.... for the church that is our future..... and also for the church we're leaving behind.<br /><br />What a wonderful God we serve!<br /><br /><br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-41292151954803563612010-01-14T13:26:00.003-05:002010-01-14T13:53:04.316-05:00Hindsight<div style="text-align: center;">Whenever I get discouraged about this extra bit of baby belly that refuses to come off,<br />I just look at this:<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjvOz8bs3X3rrvj6a1-t0u6j8tv7ekOYzGnke6mPy0JHK38OlMEa5ErcuUULsHlmt3dedJnbaC-el2pOsG69Fw2XByZChQZlHD0oURYFKaUv8vrT_zIAv_gpNnNrGqH7X8051IruFWozw/s1600-h/38wk+001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 405px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjvOz8bs3X3rrvj6a1-t0u6j8tv7ekOYzGnke6mPy0JHK38OlMEa5ErcuUULsHlmt3dedJnbaC-el2pOsG69Fw2XByZChQZlHD0oURYFKaUv8vrT_zIAv_gpNnNrGqH7X8051IruFWozw/s400/38wk+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426664747241111618" border="0" /></a><br />No Wonder!!<br /><br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-25223238130987697942009-12-27T21:35:00.002-05:002009-12-27T21:55:57.663-05:00The Bullock Band<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwTxU9mUQE85Bk7rVdfFu_pCjaocmIdnlGTwq0TwzfVEsD5Dyrh042r7HwXRlhj3sEoYDl1VjTNusRgr18gqw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-17593359367483132652009-12-03T23:42:00.005-05:002010-02-03T09:41:22.965-05:00Christmas Stockings<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDZLbEmUriX9kOCKy2jcP4OkF7v64FWSTW9Js0NnDs4CNtM_kand5igr_zvV7LyvvkHCDqjTzE2NSYywogbSmZnI1aY5K7v2rvyebzeznxdN3NpmYhPZGdEZrlBmvuS6DZaFMORengrdQ/s1600-h/dec+041.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDZLbEmUriX9kOCKy2jcP4OkF7v64FWSTW9Js0NnDs4CNtM_kand5igr_zvV7LyvvkHCDqjTzE2NSYywogbSmZnI1aY5K7v2rvyebzeznxdN3NpmYhPZGdEZrlBmvuS6DZaFMORengrdQ/s400/dec+041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411237063286228866" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I'm the last one up tonight.. enjoying the quiet, but as I was making my rounds in the house picking up scattered toys, our stockings caught my eye. My breath caught in my throat... and I took a moment just to sit down and stare at these four stockings. I feel so privilaged to be the momma of such a special little boy, and such a precious baby girl. I've been blessed with a wonderful man that exceeds all my silly childhood dreams. I may not have the latest gadgets, or the best vehicles, or closets full of the trendiest clothes... but I am rich.<br />My heart is full of praise to my maker and giver of all these things...<br />Thank you, Jesus!<br /><br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-59143674157614992212009-11-04T16:50:00.006-05:002009-11-04T17:12:01.508-05:00They make me laugh....<div style="text-align: center;"> I was making supper tonight, and I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Keegan kept sneeking noodles out of the kitchen. I peeked around the corner to see what was going on and this is what I saw:<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRaTllAPQ21k7qXboVfT_OPTTy1x7b0y97DcCFLmfVxfhPWFvPI2XqnUwbTiRiYYUGCS5JwRM21WKiib_ppZohLmnUieD5YykXIjEblne2-3jegBEOn6uavzM3f_6MzK-10MBVZG1wR14/s1600-h/nov2+014.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRaTllAPQ21k7qXboVfT_OPTTy1x7b0y97DcCFLmfVxfhPWFvPI2XqnUwbTiRiYYUGCS5JwRM21WKiib_ppZohLmnUieD5YykXIjEblne2-3jegBEOn6uavzM3f_6MzK-10MBVZG1wR14/s400/nov2+014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400369992071841858" border="0" /></a><br />If you look a little closer you'll see that he's lined all his precious little cars up and perfectly balanced noodles on every one of them... This kid has an amazing imagination :)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid5rHCG3aXR0PkJs5vExL36TzUeuuooOGOR-UuWGd_NFl07qcfVkCXjeI_RyeFA0Zye-N95Z4tTbL6UADTFUKYpYLg0RLqXwS7OrvSQDhEpWVhxEkWqgxNHR7z58E4sM6JZ9Hd-UHLJ7E/s1600-h/nov2+013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid5rHCG3aXR0PkJs5vExL36TzUeuuooOGOR-UuWGd_NFl07qcfVkCXjeI_RyeFA0Zye-N95Z4tTbL6UADTFUKYpYLg0RLqXwS7OrvSQDhEpWVhxEkWqgxNHR7z58E4sM6JZ9Hd-UHLJ7E/s400/nov2+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400370235112949570" border="0" /></a><br />Saige is lovin' her walker these days (and mommy is too). But the face she makes while trying to concentrate on pushing herself forward never ceases to make me laugh!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAojHWpUBvJUrUu89gRySIJ1D96N3nwEezUEz2tGZMVOaSoPFm_q0u3ZAweA3JHmzK8cT3q-v7FKoLexCw490oSk0EMcrtHM2t5rAKDQNO9vVQgIlSqA4vBmIsEZsqbZmPP3-4rHRn7As/s1600-h/nov2+002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAojHWpUBvJUrUu89gRySIJ1D96N3nwEezUEz2tGZMVOaSoPFm_q0u3ZAweA3JHmzK8cT3q-v7FKoLexCw490oSk0EMcrtHM2t5rAKDQNO9vVQgIlSqA4vBmIsEZsqbZmPP3-4rHRn7As/s400/nov2+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400369597188070754" border="0" /></a><br />Moments like these make this mommy's heart glad... And even though my world seems nothing but chaotic at times... it's worth it all!<br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-47433253435426637142009-11-02T12:19:00.002-05:002009-11-02T12:29:23.334-05:00My Lil' Lion And Lamb<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisALRkuVFtJStZNFC8THyHhyphenhyphenQD0luE6SgVWcxcntAjoCgFAvac5_zcxkxlVCkUp9ysjOKfjpZPUCjXAnHkBg2btnuntkluooLoMHoXYGo-QDM9F8oZTLUNaL9f6YsML6Uj-VfFJkAw6eU/s1600-h/trick-or-treat+010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisALRkuVFtJStZNFC8THyHhyphenhyphenQD0luE6SgVWcxcntAjoCgFAvac5_zcxkxlVCkUp9ysjOKfjpZPUCjXAnHkBg2btnuntkluooLoMHoXYGo-QDM9F8oZTLUNaL9f6YsML6Uj-VfFJkAw6eU/s400/trick-or-treat+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399557512829366082" border="0" /></a><br />It was a blast! But I'm glad I don't have to do it again until next year :)<br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-50012731527791289772009-10-28T11:24:00.003-04:002009-10-28T11:29:49.475-04:00My two greatest blessings!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBSsipdXMExZOFw5WrH_QTRpt7cHnNVzfPtQu6PY5qlGObh1iMiDtnXnUbB5qQP26IG0BZidklM3YmvjoWoO-B_UesRd0JkRcOzPA995ejQVxwONDUwlndy2_Y4zkmmVKJzxkaWTuVD8c/s1600-h/oct+010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBSsipdXMExZOFw5WrH_QTRpt7cHnNVzfPtQu6PY5qlGObh1iMiDtnXnUbB5qQP26IG0BZidklM3YmvjoWoO-B_UesRd0JkRcOzPA995ejQVxwONDUwlndy2_Y4zkmmVKJzxkaWTuVD8c/s400/oct+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397672713281166434" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1DVPpAZqXrunTVLHjzAD4lBOioN0-pvp6rZETCVcEEBmmo7W3m-sASrad8mM95xlV0YU_ZWJwrI_yesE84kuW1DbcHFOEwslvjFGQzEUioz2DijHfyIfZ37h4iq8wMwzDzKownwjDgEQ/s1600-h/oct+007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1DVPpAZqXrunTVLHjzAD4lBOioN0-pvp6rZETCVcEEBmmo7W3m-sASrad8mM95xlV0YU_ZWJwrI_yesE84kuW1DbcHFOEwslvjFGQzEUioz2DijHfyIfZ37h4iq8wMwzDzKownwjDgEQ/s400/oct+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397672460989370850" border="0" /></a><br />Thank You, Jesus!<br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-23879646686590708602009-09-01T13:29:00.002-04:002009-09-01T13:41:12.195-04:00"CHEESE"<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidsCn1Z9gr5JyxtMl5034IFRW-uG5XEQzQdwf5bR1Odt15zmIXtIh7AEAty_c-oOIRMPerFdn4-RQd7ted3-cnns7yK-DfWcnhzW0by089mPd-2vlmu4xAd1-iwpvb-TIT6uL7mhQllDo/s1600-h/5490_1153576733329_1644997271_375344_2776298_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidsCn1Z9gr5JyxtMl5034IFRW-uG5XEQzQdwf5bR1Odt15zmIXtIh7AEAty_c-oOIRMPerFdn4-RQd7ted3-cnns7yK-DfWcnhzW0by089mPd-2vlmu4xAd1-iwpvb-TIT6uL7mhQllDo/s400/5490_1153576733329_1644997271_375344_2776298_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376552720965499106" border="0" /></a><br />I decided it was high time for a family portrait... little did I know how stressful of a thing this would be! I went to literally EVERY shopping store in the city of Columbus & finally found a shirt in the right shade of blue for Keegan at the LAST place I went..... Then came home to find out that Chip had accidentally shaved off one of his sideburns (not sure how one can do this, but he did)... My normally very laid back baby girl decided to scream & scream & scream & scream while I was trying to get everyone ready.<br />We finally were out the door and on our way with my nerves barely in tact. We arrived and preceded to spend the next hour practically standing on our heads, frantically yelling out "SAY CHEESE" to Keegan. At one point he finally burst into tears while still saying "cheese"... All the while making sure that Chip was turned at the right angle so that you couldn't see his "missing" sideburn!<br />But when it was all said and done Jenny did a GREAT job, and the experience was totally worth it! <br /><br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-55125520850619628132009-08-23T23:52:00.002-04:002009-08-23T23:54:44.076-04:00Big Bows and Big Smiles<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6s-M_7vTfy6k7taJODjefrIBnK7I1PRKDCUSbq5rghXKpMNMT-70jzdti6MnnmGFmJWl2uATv6DLNMGj8KkU2_Di0yPuy8e2tQL3JRvNA01VfZwn87922fFpU1WgTkePPNENCRIb29Ug/s1600-h/aug+005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6s-M_7vTfy6k7taJODjefrIBnK7I1PRKDCUSbq5rghXKpMNMT-70jzdti6MnnmGFmJWl2uATv6DLNMGj8KkU2_Di0yPuy8e2tQL3JRvNA01VfZwn87922fFpU1WgTkePPNENCRIb29Ug/s400/aug+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373373669887314898" border="0" /></a><br />Such a Super.Happy.Little.Girl!!<br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-12513462142717031532009-08-03T09:17:00.016-04:002009-08-03T10:06:58.526-04:00July.....<div style="text-align: center;">So it seems I've let myself get a little behind on my blogging... having a new little one around will do that to ya :) Here is little bit of what our month of July was like.....<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLRgMmcu9s3oO1EY6YAPTYqlDIve0ZXfFGR061yOwYkWQ8EEeS_0jNWBG7jgBzJcYGTemBezXXRib_OPPt34ZUqdsbr2kixvDJ30dcyo5r_zwXQ1oany2jn6v1YJpoHaesgFVq3sqPfZE/s1600-h/july1+009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLRgMmcu9s3oO1EY6YAPTYqlDIve0ZXfFGR061yOwYkWQ8EEeS_0jNWBG7jgBzJcYGTemBezXXRib_OPPt34ZUqdsbr2kixvDJ30dcyo5r_zwXQ1oany2jn6v1YJpoHaesgFVq3sqPfZE/s400/july1+009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365730622782814210" border="0" /></a>Keegan and Saige are the best of buddies! He absolutely ADORES her!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE32UMtfKI7gyYwfTadozavrjqDVIYSgHm8dwbby4NRz9qTJxqKDRBhBlIBIk-PN8c6RDjIUuBnvCS7OcSAMpwL4oD2u1JT25cv3ce40QMuvLi324OtKJa-GhPVXWcjKEQT6KfXAT45so/s1600-h/july1+008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE32UMtfKI7gyYwfTadozavrjqDVIYSgHm8dwbby4NRz9qTJxqKDRBhBlIBIk-PN8c6RDjIUuBnvCS7OcSAMpwL4oD2u1JT25cv3ce40QMuvLi324OtKJa-GhPVXWcjKEQT6KfXAT45so/s400/july1+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365730475472853170" border="0" /></a>Please excuse the breakfast on Keegan's chin... going to get a rag would've totally ruined the moment. :)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0B04-d0wCUb6Xo7weM0ztLiAiEMXwpAzJ5IwxOO6Opziqk91Qjhc6nr0mw27XmwkuRrYuSWzn716cn89TsCTkrfsBB0ombb7zU8LNGV9CaniN91vkrq7b1o1I6juDSQixcW9JXSYyprk/s1600-h/july1+011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0B04-d0wCUb6Xo7weM0ztLiAiEMXwpAzJ5IwxOO6Opziqk91Qjhc6nr0mw27XmwkuRrYuSWzn716cn89TsCTkrfsBB0ombb7zU8LNGV9CaniN91vkrq7b1o1I6juDSQixcW9JXSYyprk/s400/july1+011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365729869797231186" border="0" /></a>I'm just lovin' this BUMBO seat! Not only does she look adorable in it.. it's SO convenient!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiApFMHVLnDc9geoyMTikt6UooBOrKTfkLezEho0WVJr_-8j5kw4ZaGq58N8QsDw5yaGxfy6ZRKWjJk232f9KZt1UfNdC-OP7Hyzv3uxzDkYN8D4liWu_Z8HAPWcAtfxySgSXVGjDbVLuo/s1600-h/july1+003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiApFMHVLnDc9geoyMTikt6UooBOrKTfkLezEho0WVJr_-8j5kw4ZaGq58N8QsDw5yaGxfy6ZRKWjJk232f9KZt1UfNdC-OP7Hyzv3uxzDkYN8D4liWu_Z8HAPWcAtfxySgSXVGjDbVLuo/s400/july1+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365729623740381298" border="0" /></a>She smiles! Didn't this picture just make your day! Chip and I will make the goofiest noises and faces for a whole 10 minutes just to see one of these priceless smiles!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhth3mq8zr0oJ8nlSm2-X3Sh__77otLO73Q_Mo1vFruFUDY0K0ZL9Zl3Z3kY3nsYeB3348pBaqvsQkBdbGgjFbDuwVLxso5RrKvYw23juFWPw2qQtY_ArpsfMoRr_QRdQBVyJYFyfQ4pM8/s1600-h/july1+006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhth3mq8zr0oJ8nlSm2-X3Sh__77otLO73Q_Mo1vFruFUDY0K0ZL9Zl3Z3kY3nsYeB3348pBaqvsQkBdbGgjFbDuwVLxso5RrKvYw23juFWPw2qQtY_ArpsfMoRr_QRdQBVyJYFyfQ4pM8/s400/july1+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365729437117172498" border="0" /></a>My beautiful girl has struggled with a very ugly rash! It's slowly getting better.. but Mommy does NOT like it!<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKgaAR5I8OiirpPQZxWk-1bKmvzFcSJ200Ibxn3XFHlMTx8cmDUbf-BGfOx2qxmgMrwtGmwDRzL0hSC7UXnnuXk-GY0KgfSPlum4_Q-PfQbp-Ia0XcZysEPnjaT0cnRk92FMLasHcZ9w/s1600-h/louisiana+trip+007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKgaAR5I8OiirpPQZxWk-1bKmvzFcSJ200Ibxn3XFHlMTx8cmDUbf-BGfOx2qxmgMrwtGmwDRzL0hSC7UXnnuXk-GY0KgfSPlum4_Q-PfQbp-Ia0XcZysEPnjaT0cnRk92FMLasHcZ9w/s400/louisiana+trip+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365728873912342866" border="0" /></a>We made a trip to Louisiana for Bennett and Jennifer's wedding, and afterwards stopped by New Orleans... definitely an interesting place to visit!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6uHFq_5LgEU600mZs6A2uuJtR81pSI0eBtFZ6mwDCQ2Qgs2C39t7Cn96w7tH_2X2xke-QTfagCPsLhO8Yz_Y-rl37jSNY50C1CMiu1Vvr9Xtl6rrLFukuE5pAA4GAXhh8VesATW6ijoo/s1600-h/louisiana+trip+024.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6uHFq_5LgEU600mZs6A2uuJtR81pSI0eBtFZ6mwDCQ2Qgs2C39t7Cn96w7tH_2X2xke-QTfagCPsLhO8Yz_Y-rl37jSNY50C1CMiu1Vvr9Xtl6rrLFukuE5pAA4GAXhh8VesATW6ijoo/s400/louisiana+trip+024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365728611719914914" border="0" /></a>Keegan was so excited to go on the swamp tour and see the "Madigators"<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNjUlPJzTT1N5zRG_V7ZDCYLEkWguL-juvTtiv8iu5-bAJt7r2DFgYW421ASEM-2uQ9SNloaxuDGR0Wu8B2Qrrpxfo3AMV7KUXk1ETzlxSylwG6IbzKGVJWD_0EnPvzKuuanjPh3zqoUY/s1600-h/louisiana+trip+030.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNjUlPJzTT1N5zRG_V7ZDCYLEkWguL-juvTtiv8iu5-bAJt7r2DFgYW421ASEM-2uQ9SNloaxuDGR0Wu8B2Qrrpxfo3AMV7KUXk1ETzlxSylwG6IbzKGVJWD_0EnPvzKuuanjPh3zqoUY/s400/louisiana+trip+030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365728358857662098" border="0" /></a>And there it is! The scary "Madigator"<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo-OuVjUNU4lngzKCLHTXgUSuSrkcqiG0TpOtX34ya2W33jSTuR-MdPylQAQEdOV950JKp-BzYpNohsrBzWBO60ClgPy_iWheWPspMyKMkciVu2SfO75FgQeWxrc1kSYNJOYYmJBfp1zM/s1600-h/louisiana+trip+001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo-OuVjUNU4lngzKCLHTXgUSuSrkcqiG0TpOtX34ya2W33jSTuR-MdPylQAQEdOV950JKp-BzYpNohsrBzWBO60ClgPy_iWheWPspMyKMkciVu2SfO75FgQeWxrc1kSYNJOYYmJBfp1zM/s400/louisiana+trip+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365727918468638050" border="0" /></a>This is what Saige did pretty much the entire trip... She did great!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx95KIN2F1UgnX6iq6aPE9UPwSiBhR8i9PLF054MfPahTSWXE_7Kp1yB4FhKuh1XM9W0hvFBqINv7cYevSwIf9FBRQvzLwEl3DJqx3XakXNX7X-N0R7JgOOsHzIxwBkby_voxmo8-_ejU/s1600-h/june09+017.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx95KIN2F1UgnX6iq6aPE9UPwSiBhR8i9PLF054MfPahTSWXE_7Kp1yB4FhKuh1XM9W0hvFBqINv7cYevSwIf9FBRQvzLwEl3DJqx3XakXNX7X-N0R7JgOOsHzIxwBkby_voxmo8-_ejU/s400/june09+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365727578010773154" border="0" /></a>We took a trip to the Indy Zoo.. fun stuff!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Ypm96Imk2MTjFz9N8t-h8MeMGaYBqFT-z3HSjC_Too_UabHV3BBmjkZB0osOEI2DRuoULt1okS1j2zHqEhthR3uG3J2xkLJ-hqxpRkBteRgdkaEws2exEV7uOi0pgHOTj6MJNCVaPNA/s1600-h/june09+012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Ypm96Imk2MTjFz9N8t-h8MeMGaYBqFT-z3HSjC_Too_UabHV3BBmjkZB0osOEI2DRuoULt1okS1j2zHqEhthR3uG3J2xkLJ-hqxpRkBteRgdkaEws2exEV7uOi0pgHOTj6MJNCVaPNA/s400/june09+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365734965995084418" border="0" /></a>Keegan, for some odd reason has developed a fear of bears. For weeks now he has become convinced that a shadow on the wall in his room is a bear. So we usually spend the latter part of each evening trying to convince Keegan that there are "no bears in our house" So, needless to say, we had no idea how he was going to react to seeing a real bear. As you can see in this picture he was a little aprehensive at first, but eventally he LOVED them... he kept wanting to go back and see them again. So now at bedtime we just tell him that all the bears are at the zoo, so he has no worries :)<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkjjOjjeridz3zWE31B9TNWHP8gXHGwWsPFS2sfG1b78QPsp6eYr3YzKjh7mgbYQIDRuBDYQfl_g9Tn-A1n7HGj2mg5-ISLUK_GQdN1IaQDaiI5LfBRg9pbTEG8ZesZUYhq3phrh4cXhU/s1600-h/june09+006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkjjOjjeridz3zWE31B9TNWHP8gXHGwWsPFS2sfG1b78QPsp6eYr3YzKjh7mgbYQIDRuBDYQfl_g9Tn-A1n7HGj2mg5-ISLUK_GQdN1IaQDaiI5LfBRg9pbTEG8ZesZUYhq3phrh4cXhU/s400/june09+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365727027906510338" border="0" /></a>The seals just tickled him sily!<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhe1Cjbe6Mtp7D2QuDFK9pNbFORHwemD53raMgNP4ZfGC0QVKWuWY-Hwub4CgNo6kqYYjnTtVbhbzwVGrCRDeqp9tuu8KE5XTE0axByhq9ccoMraHLdbvH51KpPggHHpYY-d93TFSjtBM/s1600-h/june09+008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhe1Cjbe6Mtp7D2QuDFK9pNbFORHwemD53raMgNP4ZfGC0QVKWuWY-Hwub4CgNo6kqYYjnTtVbhbzwVGrCRDeqp9tuu8KE5XTE0axByhq9ccoMraHLdbvH51KpPggHHpYY-d93TFSjtBM/s400/june09+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365726775543364530" border="0" /></a>The "Podar Bear" was by far Keegan's favorite!<br />So this is July in a nutshell... it's been busy, but<br />OH.SO.MUCH.FUN !!<br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-77459292873227729232009-07-02T09:28:00.017-04:002009-07-02T10:58:27.375-04:00And then there were four.....<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisaJNxl9t7agG6pr8JAGoCHAsqExYzyCtCB_REni9vHghdFRizSPPrnhV9u4_lk9IWSEvoOb3WIlzSccl_g4uG4z7nToYpAtK2ExfKf3pP_iqGPeAzUpltIenPxNisGe0_f84BWY5za8Q/s1600-h/Saige+Bristol+017.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisaJNxl9t7agG6pr8JAGoCHAsqExYzyCtCB_REni9vHghdFRizSPPrnhV9u4_lk9IWSEvoOb3WIlzSccl_g4uG4z7nToYpAtK2ExfKf3pP_iqGPeAzUpltIenPxNisGe0_f84BWY5za8Q/s400/Saige+Bristol+017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353866477370996370" border="0" /></a>Two weeks ago, on June 17 at 5:10 a.m., my long awaited beautiful baby girl, Saige Bristol, decided to introduce herself. 7lbs & 5oz. of pure sweetness!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFJewm1qTuj0zjJ_VFG33vq8o-Wb5FlwkwJ8kz90szerAXWyWzgt6fERwmThBTXRMpEV_ApYN_bJJg5nWqH_uns4zKNb2BkkIuUYWCfc4DJjEOPhcB94dCqr2LbwGmNqvpjBZlBo6MUZk/s1600-h/saigebristol2+007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFJewm1qTuj0zjJ_VFG33vq8o-Wb5FlwkwJ8kz90szerAXWyWzgt6fERwmThBTXRMpEV_ApYN_bJJg5nWqH_uns4zKNb2BkkIuUYWCfc4DJjEOPhcB94dCqr2LbwGmNqvpjBZlBo6MUZk/s400/saigebristol2+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353866208175368658" border="0" /></a>All it took was just one glance and all my worries about not being able to love another as much as Keegan just melted away!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiacuiR_29duOx0Px5hoDJmSh9C5x5qX8anbkrXC6yVP-u9M8_evWexkR7yF8M8FFBKz8aTZvXJQFKS2cLklSMc8qva89zhBDZsn6C2z5HyZcLKRt38UYoRTkKwT8iY4gYGkhxK1gdW1sw/s1600-h/Saige+Bristol+018.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiacuiR_29duOx0Px5hoDJmSh9C5x5qX8anbkrXC6yVP-u9M8_evWexkR7yF8M8FFBKz8aTZvXJQFKS2cLklSMc8qva89zhBDZsn6C2z5HyZcLKRt38UYoRTkKwT8iY4gYGkhxK1gdW1sw/s400/Saige+Bristol+018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353865902781126690" border="0" /></a>So now I'm a mommy of two! I may not have a list of great accomplishments that follow my name.. but being "mommy" to Keegan and Saige is enough for me! I feel so extremely blessed that God has trusted these two little lives in my care.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAabczT0EfwGFjo62yMaZmdSkkgoHsFPfsxHLXu6yPye0v2B9aC59bCQoBdJltX3S2botEfLTJx3NPAC3H2tvqlJnkrWesA5didO0_vz1ztDgXY3G9foc5JaN8DTP2PHmLMgRRg994DOM/s1600-h/saige+015.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAabczT0EfwGFjo62yMaZmdSkkgoHsFPfsxHLXu6yPye0v2B9aC59bCQoBdJltX3S2botEfLTJx3NPAC3H2tvqlJnkrWesA5didO0_vz1ztDgXY3G9foc5JaN8DTP2PHmLMgRRg994DOM/s400/saige+015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353865100679995682" border="0" /></a>Mommy and Saige are quickly becoming best friends.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj93EP4qh7Wo_3WjMFyGest8bNM0vncMCwYnawsZuTXMAwGVpt6WemD9Hkj4ihwpnUZuWzn6lqJrpmYdOAzQtxx62h2qAV7ZdwSPa9Zbh80I0WdPiAOsCJoxNDwhIt8VxmXoNmoYE9HDzU/s1600-h/saige+001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj93EP4qh7Wo_3WjMFyGest8bNM0vncMCwYnawsZuTXMAwGVpt6WemD9Hkj4ihwpnUZuWzn6lqJrpmYdOAzQtxx62h2qAV7ZdwSPa9Zbh80I0WdPiAOsCJoxNDwhIt8VxmXoNmoYE9HDzU/s400/saige+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353864784496795298" border="0" /></a>Daddy and his kiddo's on Father's Day! He's such a GREAT Daddy!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGMZcf1HZojqLxzLuTxNYBcVpXbFtlhcmmMSrH5CYFqunKDv7VZjuF8EouxmjgImQ17eXlptK4h3JpRm7JY8CusppKgu3C-ombTII26J_3COMkkABVDR79fYWgdoLVjlirx2Q27-jTeUY/s1600-h/saige+007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGMZcf1HZojqLxzLuTxNYBcVpXbFtlhcmmMSrH5CYFqunKDv7VZjuF8EouxmjgImQ17eXlptK4h3JpRm7JY8CusppKgu3C-ombTII26J_3COMkkABVDR79fYWgdoLVjlirx2Q27-jTeUY/s400/saige+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353864490709672690" border="0" /></a>Keegan just LOVES her! He is taking his job as "Big Brother" very seriously.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2-nXiGdLLXuJUJukGDoEj8SPClW2aEIU__86QNtMJuGBD5vbxdfKsXWsx4vVNoZFd5CwGjq_NftiF0_R-8cBpEdQcQPTDBFJ8mA8lyA4y94PgvSwOMiKDWXhQVxY789GIT7fwh8wISWg/s1600-h/saige+005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2-nXiGdLLXuJUJukGDoEj8SPClW2aEIU__86QNtMJuGBD5vbxdfKsXWsx4vVNoZFd5CwGjq_NftiF0_R-8cBpEdQcQPTDBFJ8mA8lyA4y94PgvSwOMiKDWXhQVxY789GIT7fwh8wISWg/s400/saige+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353864229340240946" border="0" /></a>All dressed up for church... her first Sunday was Father's day.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtb3iNl94XO_pL8HC-vmrp7fX-pFsOtHkNffwdAfo_6iRAIxSBx6uLNaaoTP7e-H_A313VWeNL2EXjhI73tPzY-jWiOvd8NlnKVYl2I413vgJ6G2UMO8MccOuDaAZMIGgv7_QalWswVRA/s1600-h/saige+010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtb3iNl94XO_pL8HC-vmrp7fX-pFsOtHkNffwdAfo_6iRAIxSBx6uLNaaoTP7e-H_A313VWeNL2EXjhI73tPzY-jWiOvd8NlnKVYl2I413vgJ6G2UMO8MccOuDaAZMIGgv7_QalWswVRA/s400/saige+010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353863820966961410" border="0" /></a>My Pretty Girl<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimcHBYML-GBr4oq9ISwnWIs0LK9pPSRLqnv57uQsg3s3Pl5ag-JTNFZT8022txsdLcb1NdoBiZQBhpXDOMiwF_IZ7EpVp75I3-m9MbLPzajhB5RrvU873QrrunQ5jWOi7kBQyOXKuu61I/s1600-h/saigebristol2+016.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimcHBYML-GBr4oq9ISwnWIs0LK9pPSRLqnv57uQsg3s3Pl5ag-JTNFZT8022txsdLcb1NdoBiZQBhpXDOMiwF_IZ7EpVp75I3-m9MbLPzajhB5RrvU873QrrunQ5jWOi7kBQyOXKuu61I/s400/saigebristol2+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353863211421015122" border="0" /></a>So now there are four of us!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRf-K4YpZaZmS4PQv50LJGNnieW8kecGFgl5QN3XDofj1Ty9l1tzP6WQJzyNeASS5su3oQ_SlK4pZH8cEQ5WNz23Jf3lvWruHnX223yvsODdZ5aC0NILsrDCYa_PTviViuV_rzxjPR5rw/s1600-h/saigebristol2+007.JPG"><br /></a>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-44930239042384059032009-06-07T06:12:00.006-04:002009-06-08T16:11:37.957-04:00Discoveries I've made about myself during this 9 months of Pregnancy...<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1. I'm Apparently Not Very "Hormonal"<br /></span>You always hear about the constant crying of a pregnant woman. I keep waiting for this "river of tears" to make an appearance... but it's just not there... and doesn't seem to be coming.<br />Instead... I find myself laughing about EVERYTHING!<br />And that Bouncy Belly Laugh that I now possess makes me laugh even harder!<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />2. My Belly Has AMAZING stretching capabilities<br /></span>As you can see from pictures in previous posts, my belly has grown to unbelievable heights unknown to most bellies! Yet.. somehow has managed to do this without a single stretch mark.<br />This Blows My Mind!<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span>I just hope it also has an amazing capability of shrinking!</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />3. I still "LOVE" being pregant... well.. sort of, anyway<br /></span>After having Keegan, I was one of those strange women who walked around saying they just "LOVED" being pregant.<br />Well.... this pregancy has changed my mind... just a little.<br />I still do... minus month 8 & 9<span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />4. I can be sad & unbelievably excited and happy at the same time<br /></span><span>I'm not sure if this makes sense...<br />I find myself almost sad that phase in our life is almost over.<br />Never again will it just be "Mommy, Daddy & Keegan"<br />But then at the same time I am so excited about this little 4th addition to our family. Although it seems impossible right now to love anyone else as much as I love my Keegeroos.... I just know that at first glance my heart will have just as much of a "stretching capability" as this belly of mine :)</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />5. I'm not quite as patient as I always thought I was!<br /></span><span>I don't really have much to say about this, except.... this baby seems to be taking<br />FOREVER!!!!!</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span></span></span></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-29703762521971279212009-06-06T23:15:00.003-04:002009-06-06T23:19:46.829-04:0038 Weeks<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG44g_Z1dC0MbUBFzhge8s9gIu6mPvy_5zd2MQPNOOtuQeBC-ljKcpYA3Yqz7uZ3hLZMOTZ1qoySuaDGHseMZBzKOjZTQExLX7NJNvOKXfO3sZw_Usy59F7wvLKwBa9H9c20dgeAjS07Y/s1600-h/38wk+001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG44g_Z1dC0MbUBFzhge8s9gIu6mPvy_5zd2MQPNOOtuQeBC-ljKcpYA3Yqz7uZ3hLZMOTZ1qoySuaDGHseMZBzKOjZTQExLX7NJNvOKXfO3sZw_Usy59F7wvLKwBa9H9c20dgeAjS07Y/s400/38wk+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344419115309372866" border="0" /></a>Everywhere I go I get comments...<br />"Wow"<br />"Your gonna pop"<br />"When are you due?"<br />"You poor thing.. you look miserable"<br />"Awww, look... she waddles"<br /><br />I know people.... I'm HUGE!<br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-29444912440378895912009-05-27T18:09:00.005-04:002009-05-27T18:18:18.885-04:00I'm whining... I know!<div style="text-align: center;">I have about 3 1/2 loooong weeks left.<br /><br />I have the worst chest cold<br /><br />I can't breathe<br /><br />I can't move (when I do.. it's at a turtle's pace)<br /><br />I no longer sleep<br /><br />So this is my life at the moment</div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-9970139408362388112009-05-19T20:12:00.002-04:002009-05-19T20:15:36.748-04:0035 Weeks<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZjk8Y8y3DTB-CkOorn9nyboXOgUfpJpojF5lxmHznu-8XmcAXvXGA8ZwboVBTocOEohRM4j-gG6erDdWwV2sERjogWskjDRgOVzuNLTvzUV8PxeEJ9NUOwKODosW_mqcLnd14wFoSyv0/s1600-h/35wks+002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZjk8Y8y3DTB-CkOorn9nyboXOgUfpJpojF5lxmHznu-8XmcAXvXGA8ZwboVBTocOEohRM4j-gG6erDdWwV2sERjogWskjDRgOVzuNLTvzUV8PxeEJ9NUOwKODosW_mqcLnd14wFoSyv0/s400/35wks+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337692570320555682" border="0" /></a>It's been fun... but I'm over it, and ready for a baby!<br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-79425005367489609642009-05-05T18:29:00.002-04:002009-05-05T18:31:48.219-04:00My Daddy....<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjpXKl32XbjbPSsnkYLfVwpi3V33NXK9s1-5CKooW2khkiI7FrzJNFINzGAKJggDd1ESKDhjAm3e1UTnJscWYNFm_PCo0YoTxOVMsJN0v-M-gF_cF6r73P5yAH1ybCwPxhiU_UTxGnnxk/s1600-h/daddy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjpXKl32XbjbPSsnkYLfVwpi3V33NXK9s1-5CKooW2khkiI7FrzJNFINzGAKJggDd1ESKDhjAm3e1UTnJscWYNFm_PCo0YoTxOVMsJN0v-M-gF_cF6r73P5yAH1ybCwPxhiU_UTxGnnxk/s400/daddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332470712352787970" border="0" /></a>Happy Birthday Daddy!<br />No matter how old I get...<br />I still look up to you!<br />I love you<br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-63316473506912971732009-05-02T07:19:00.019-04:002009-05-02T09:52:26.667-04:00Keegan Bryce<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTcbeqKaNbvcosLYxPgwqrY7RVpZu9d3u6ochQHue9Zct7RDLXhFa1kjYb1-zs12VTFeMKz3Ccv4AOl5Bfbhw83_meB9ZeP7URfAx0c9W0KfuMRp5NL5QM97l_gyfZGU895dtuybE-ZRA/s1600-h/scan0008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTcbeqKaNbvcosLYxPgwqrY7RVpZu9d3u6ochQHue9Zct7RDLXhFa1kjYb1-zs12VTFeMKz3Ccv4AOl5Bfbhw83_meB9ZeP7URfAx0c9W0KfuMRp5NL5QM97l_gyfZGU895dtuybE-ZRA/s400/scan0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331205283753169986" border="0" /></a>I woke up this morning at 5:30 (I had to pee.. of course!) But when I tried to go back to sleep I couldn't. I had a thousand thoughts running through my head..... so I finally just got up and started looking through some pictures. The picture above is when Chip and I first started dating. We were so happy, you rarely found us apart. Then just over a year after this picture we were married...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRJ5YesfJtCE1BLs-hCxsYgOBQvNzF4lTBUCw9Xh1Lx0iDohl7ISEDZvajrRVy75S0PledmM4-0JYkHatnj6eOyC_d_X45bdLsHEmlC-mko3rhtFZX-Cmn4BlH_g-ZOVXGcmSwA1Skuwk/s1600-h/scan0007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRJ5YesfJtCE1BLs-hCxsYgOBQvNzF4lTBUCw9Xh1Lx0iDohl7ISEDZvajrRVy75S0PledmM4-0JYkHatnj6eOyC_d_X45bdLsHEmlC-mko3rhtFZX-Cmn4BlH_g-ZOVXGcmSwA1Skuwk/s400/scan0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331204577153839282" border="0" /></a> On our honeymoon I remember thinking that it just doesn't get any better than this... that I had reached the happiest point of my life..<br />that my heart could not possibly hold anymore love than what it did at this moment. God had given me a BEST friend to spend the rest of my life with...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzV9hTyOAZ0YFWpt0oC8-b5CKxD40jLlEn7rW19fpFQ7WDXCzJBL87NwEI2Zww1IOn-EenRBYUbKuFh9IXMNc4MVIf4haCyEMHOev3pYq-qsKVuQPLpjU6rSRPpHLubliVrADKs8Ua7gU/s1600-h/scan0006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzV9hTyOAZ0YFWpt0oC8-b5CKxD40jLlEn7rW19fpFQ7WDXCzJBL87NwEI2Zww1IOn-EenRBYUbKuFh9IXMNc4MVIf4haCyEMHOev3pYq-qsKVuQPLpjU6rSRPpHLubliVrADKs8Ua7gU/s400/scan0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331204692193906610" border="0" /></a>But then two and half years later God gave me the other love of my life...<br />I remember the nurses handing me this perfect little bundle.. and not actually being able to believe he was actually mine! He was perfect in every way.<br />And even though I had once thought that I could not possibly love anymore... I fell hopelessly in love with my Keegeroos.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2jEhJEw3Z8jn0JfZXPW9Xj4qV66L_pMHYj9D6l1Pzj-a9UGh2tZ3o6m6GcjPo6ABdVIP7raQwGPpc9MqcQGY1px0S-LBTZvSiklhMwYQKBAePYb7AA6LFTKAaHFNxW1idrzfqYkSLfDQ/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2jEhJEw3Z8jn0JfZXPW9Xj4qV66L_pMHYj9D6l1Pzj-a9UGh2tZ3o6m6GcjPo6ABdVIP7raQwGPpc9MqcQGY1px0S-LBTZvSiklhMwYQKBAePYb7AA6LFTKAaHFNxW1idrzfqYkSLfDQ/s400/scan0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331204869856554146" border="0" /></a>Nothing can light my day like his smile,<br />or make me laugh even when I don't feel like laughing<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOMBIJJYu-hH0AZPAruWGGEsByvWXtBpMOmkfwswRjczIVTLmad-zQdKMc-0xTf96MYqAyydxVBFWyi73oUyL8E5-MAPrgjxLSjduNdKiH7UTtV0fZA-3JllvlY-Ys3_4FpqtxT2Sp8QY/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOMBIJJYu-hH0AZPAruWGGEsByvWXtBpMOmkfwswRjczIVTLmad-zQdKMc-0xTf96MYqAyydxVBFWyi73oUyL8E5-MAPrgjxLSjduNdKiH7UTtV0fZA-3JllvlY-Ys3_4FpqtxT2Sp8QY/s400/scan0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331204999507917170" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">He is my favorite shopping buddy...my favorite person to do absolutely nothing with.<br />I look forward to his snuggles.. to his "wuv you's"<br /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizqhy9VW-LFMCJ0ESsSsNsCWHWoK65upyrdv8UTGl4QB_wJHP9tbhnHdbx-V51oRDkMc9zaML2Beg18HK4Wkd-FJC8jwORTyFBHO1RaGwixwMQBwg3Ne0B_sZSNVoHoP4kZHxadDJbiwk/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizqhy9VW-LFMCJ0ESsSsNsCWHWoK65upyrdv8UTGl4QB_wJHP9tbhnHdbx-V51oRDkMc9zaML2Beg18HK4Wkd-FJC8jwORTyFBHO1RaGwixwMQBwg3Ne0B_sZSNVoHoP4kZHxadDJbiwk/s400/scan0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331205089663841890" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My baby is three years old today.<br />I have to be honest... a part of me wants to freeze him right here.....<br />right in this moment. I want to keep him just like this forever<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIdISrnzZ3ApBMvNKzdB6Rk1hoyWHJi4LvBJba4JlCxW06LDYNdchP6-RJttX9wsGEWHFtMegBSNWSkoCNhIqn_VYwmr3ZHW3Aa3ZAeOU2CYZQ4lJp57Zg4aFZzef3emfhiIwDTpppXqE/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIdISrnzZ3ApBMvNKzdB6Rk1hoyWHJi4LvBJba4JlCxW06LDYNdchP6-RJttX9wsGEWHFtMegBSNWSkoCNhIqn_VYwmr3ZHW3Aa3ZAeOU2CYZQ4lJp57Zg4aFZzef3emfhiIwDTpppXqE/s400/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331205185320714370" border="0" /></a>But then another part of me can't wait to see him grow.. because I just know the world will be a better place with him in it. I can't wait to see what he can accomplish. I can tell he is capable of great things!<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3xcCf_LCGUHLwWtGNMkM9HSFPtd8q2oOnM_4V5iDwSyBftmsOKvn8BqY2P1WdUZ20ScNf7fXYVeJXY42apAhiIZNcJOFIJ1YHgCdC6Z1VRog_j588UYayWrPFzBqfzUg-8BbTsLbXqGM/s1600-h/this+and+that+045.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3xcCf_LCGUHLwWtGNMkM9HSFPtd8q2oOnM_4V5iDwSyBftmsOKvn8BqY2P1WdUZ20ScNf7fXYVeJXY42apAhiIZNcJOFIJ1YHgCdC6Z1VRog_j588UYayWrPFzBqfzUg-8BbTsLbXqGM/s400/this+and+that+045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331220631602117330" border="0" /></a>I feel so thankful today that God has given me this special little boy.<br />He has shown me such unconditional love! I have been blessed more than I ever thought possible.. not only with the perfect man for me... but also this perfect little boy!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEialThRqmqLIlSi8W_J257zfI_dDxZpooepclJL6NsGpMYfikAdpmXli2jsQ61SmdjOHavQ-kccqrOIKrbjlIG4F4_O0H3dUlzBylS9Lyh2p1kqJdcGD6fmZth7mxxkWvBIoEHa8U3EEJ4/s1600-h/chuckecheese+001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 360px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEialThRqmqLIlSi8W_J257zfI_dDxZpooepclJL6NsGpMYfikAdpmXli2jsQ61SmdjOHavQ-kccqrOIKrbjlIG4F4_O0H3dUlzBylS9Lyh2p1kqJdcGD6fmZth7mxxkWvBIoEHa8U3EEJ4/s400/chuckecheese+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331185657922257906" border="0" /></a>He's given us the best three years of our lives..<br />and I know it's only going to get better!<br /><br />So Happy Birthday, Keegan!<br />I love you so much!<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-21280560128284674762009-04-27T22:22:00.015-04:002009-04-27T23:05:59.082-04:00A little of what's been going on...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimm8OUr4IEUk6NwfmyLB3aNZSqr1XMe_-CdIy5ZEML2J5mqxjikIMqaExDEhh3qDjhZerSMLVtRT0bMhL-8p-8H_6MYzhktIe-vHwXj6qvVC3bxHUdgaQ3Ma5QUTvvBAvFCSqTSXIsjNM/s1600-h/moms+005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimm8OUr4IEUk6NwfmyLB3aNZSqr1XMe_-CdIy5ZEML2J5mqxjikIMqaExDEhh3qDjhZerSMLVtRT0bMhL-8p-8H_6MYzhktIe-vHwXj6qvVC3bxHUdgaQ3Ma5QUTvvBAvFCSqTSXIsjNM/s400/moms+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329571652015481522" border="0" /></a>Us.... decked out in all of our Easter finery<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzhAMJQQWMjdhAy8ZAL17cMwE3_VQluQ-CKPqOScxil-Swf2MWmxbxuXOILdlFOUJIMBObde4LDaiuGRp7LBZ46heR95Iiy8Y-kKk0QkhZqVmI0ZNGOOxvBWfz6EF45H0aG401nsgu2I8/s1600-h/mom+003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzhAMJQQWMjdhAy8ZAL17cMwE3_VQluQ-CKPqOScxil-Swf2MWmxbxuXOILdlFOUJIMBObde4LDaiuGRp7LBZ46heR95Iiy8Y-kKk0QkhZqVmI0ZNGOOxvBWfz6EF45H0aG401nsgu2I8/s400/mom+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329570009162559554" border="0" /></a>We had an early birthday party for Keegan this week at mom and dad's. Since his latest obsession is "CARS", we had an "all things cars" party<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-1FQg-HyiKgbpeVtLFgAtN-tT5YqNWgiIN79CEiQku3wzqzbCtHF-2-pF3cEW5PKqchygxRpurp_0978UQzsM8WkLL8aRH2jUuk3Ua_63ATuL-iYj82kHIdXOzMU5VUrVvcGkXmiWYE4/s1600-h/mom+012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-1FQg-HyiKgbpeVtLFgAtN-tT5YqNWgiIN79CEiQku3wzqzbCtHF-2-pF3cEW5PKqchygxRpurp_0978UQzsM8WkLL8aRH2jUuk3Ua_63ATuL-iYj82kHIdXOzMU5VUrVvcGkXmiWYE4/s400/mom+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329568997741287538" border="0" /></a>Keegan had so much fun blowing his candles out.. so we just kept lighting them over and over :)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-Nag5HbVsNMlq8NAJWcxhagjmKgFlnVvNMSesfYk9XoHyin23TvQB5pIW2D6PNHcYZyg2aPM7lIvSQdwIhvT0kn5oKQbGfA4lHB5QdiYZNGw5rhSNwa_dY5i4hdooDLggQ5EPl_HJSI/s1600-h/mom+014.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga-Nag5HbVsNMlq8NAJWcxhagjmKgFlnVvNMSesfYk9XoHyin23TvQB5pIW2D6PNHcYZyg2aPM7lIvSQdwIhvT0kn5oKQbGfA4lHB5QdiYZNGw5rhSNwa_dY5i4hdooDLggQ5EPl_HJSI/s400/mom+014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329568667990435906" border="0" /></a>...... and again<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDdwhruuZiFmhA2Es5piUlvA6NnZlcjLXc2X9075RKn3RCkDHs4YMzaaFE1WvjFf7gZR7WBGaznsfDgciVvncsoREpuV0M7giZd1TGEI65tN3wY7AeWADcbgjkxlnnJ8zNAP7ngLWaLpc/s1600-h/mom+015.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDdwhruuZiFmhA2Es5piUlvA6NnZlcjLXc2X9075RKn3RCkDHs4YMzaaFE1WvjFf7gZR7WBGaznsfDgciVvncsoREpuV0M7giZd1TGEI65tN3wY7AeWADcbgjkxlnnJ8zNAP7ngLWaLpc/s400/mom+015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329567359997788770" border="0" /></a>And one last time!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ6KkDwxQ51N_SnS9T6ovGwmkSpDisLqCqv6qYyYdV__KI_116jApG5XjWhF7DfcmycX4P4QP2DIU_ZUnJEaCtQzypymB5u5Av-sDVC5FpQMfsTAfWkrxOvGsEoSNJ9u_lbI9EW3s1ReE/s1600-h/mom+013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ6KkDwxQ51N_SnS9T6ovGwmkSpDisLqCqv6qYyYdV__KI_116jApG5XjWhF7DfcmycX4P4QP2DIU_ZUnJEaCtQzypymB5u5Av-sDVC5FpQMfsTAfWkrxOvGsEoSNJ9u_lbI9EW3s1ReE/s400/mom+013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329566744705517298" border="0" /></a>love, Love, LOVE him!!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhM-x4qaOCdIqC-5pO34_2DTM_KrA5FpKBainXxcoJXMcx1m6NpJ9VQja80tthnj1UJyNFzW0nJz_mc_laAaeOVnCicfC9dcFn7IjBHmc5KF13YGQpkWZxzzVvCOKFfLE0Qbqir9U0zVo/s1600-h/mom+008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhM-x4qaOCdIqC-5pO34_2DTM_KrA5FpKBainXxcoJXMcx1m6NpJ9VQja80tthnj1UJyNFzW0nJz_mc_laAaeOVnCicfC9dcFn7IjBHmc5KF13YGQpkWZxzzVvCOKFfLE0Qbqir9U0zVo/s400/mom+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565940032096242" border="0" /></a>Us in our cool Mater Birthday hats. Keegan was only interested in the cookie at the moment :)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEger-Xmyhhp9MzJfqkL0NqDC4o-SDLRT1PfcYb54MNioDakRrDf_dVbz6CORiU2WHI5xINk7nSeauAF7UdTgHxMrTUCqVve3nRqrX7kJ1i7a-dyMbVkvQork-kETQBpKB9v8_RURcNZFAc/s1600-h/mom+041.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEger-Xmyhhp9MzJfqkL0NqDC4o-SDLRT1PfcYb54MNioDakRrDf_dVbz6CORiU2WHI5xINk7nSeauAF7UdTgHxMrTUCqVve3nRqrX7kJ1i7a-dyMbVkvQork-kETQBpKB9v8_RURcNZFAc/s400/mom+041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329565027066404818" border="0" /></a>My sister, Sonya, surprised me by throwing a shower for me & baby Saige. I got a lot of really cute "girlie" things. Thanks, sis!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEz_PA8A599e2BW9_-8Bqu4BMXayJvOgt7NWy24uCKSMeEZKwHLNibzqsiiuS0AdFOUd0DEmJ8AK16a4rZX3rpEFP9Ong2ESh96mnPc0sD-_8p60WMv_yUQ8f9A33-zrPeVxuxJ5n1-h0/s1600-h/mom+043.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 366px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEz_PA8A599e2BW9_-8Bqu4BMXayJvOgt7NWy24uCKSMeEZKwHLNibzqsiiuS0AdFOUd0DEmJ8AK16a4rZX3rpEFP9Ong2ESh96mnPc0sD-_8p60WMv_yUQ8f9A33-zrPeVxuxJ5n1-h0/s400/mom+043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329564601663373266" border="0" /></a>Me and two favorite gal pals... the two greatest sisters ever!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiozAWIFGRXRYfoat56j0rXzKKKBkTLe0LHkOycStPQhVj9uV7iuPWkaBBYQYPOgR1pp1ZvnBLRIm8vVexWvfdtYndHqBws82jUyZ8UvtPx7Tw-nd2iN9L58hjlKSGRXlrEAm3_RXKoZeI/s1600-h/mom+039.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 387px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiozAWIFGRXRYfoat56j0rXzKKKBkTLe0LHkOycStPQhVj9uV7iuPWkaBBYQYPOgR1pp1ZvnBLRIm8vVexWvfdtYndHqBws82jUyZ8UvtPx7Tw-nd2iN9L58hjlKSGRXlrEAm3_RXKoZeI/s400/mom+039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329572247429095090" border="0" /></a>I got to see this cute little guy this week... my cousin's little boy, Caden.<br /><br /><br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-10749613829450056132009-04-20T14:08:00.002-04:002009-04-20T14:11:42.590-04:0031 Weeks... only 9 more to go!!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk3pndyAyk_F6vdDa8B4kcZ40ANNR3K1d4EEa8jbgUVEpOqVpiB-4x_tvtNJ-gD_iRt2ElaREf7pDBDSKfi3PBg4-f-JwWvazMxbv-JnNRm7a1khylinQt_YKSXKPsUlKSbA4kA1hH3bc/s1600-h/32+wks+001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk3pndyAyk_F6vdDa8B4kcZ40ANNR3K1d4EEa8jbgUVEpOqVpiB-4x_tvtNJ-gD_iRt2ElaREf7pDBDSKfi3PBg4-f-JwWvazMxbv-JnNRm7a1khylinQt_YKSXKPsUlKSbA4kA1hH3bc/s400/32+wks+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326837511795495074" border="0" /></a>I've reached the chubby face stage!<br /><br /><br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-3156792186255195842009-03-09T20:53:00.008-04:002009-03-09T21:25:23.753-04:00A New Face<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6mDSnKfXIZaLzqDQZbVI78gzf56EPjYeA7j2f5BPM6hn9SdR6C9b3AOgSKftQ7l-EIOaFp3OvQKTOwVFG1bFrTnr0mXRJQkpapJJZELvPdcGos33QcmYAk5DG-N_qkNM8_ErDUPjNVl0/s1600-h/riley+003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6mDSnKfXIZaLzqDQZbVI78gzf56EPjYeA7j2f5BPM6hn9SdR6C9b3AOgSKftQ7l-EIOaFp3OvQKTOwVFG1bFrTnr0mXRJQkpapJJZELvPdcGos33QcmYAk5DG-N_qkNM8_ErDUPjNVl0/s400/riley+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311361265205666530" border="0" /></a>Meet Riley<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">The 2 yr. old little girl that I started babysitting today.<br />Two 2 yr. olds in the same house!<br />To say my day was busy is an understatement.....<br />But I can also say it was ALOT of fun :)!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinndwg3XwHjrANhBqlj7z3Db-hxXy8QCsUOhbKek5PjcRBXcwEnpgB5YcjHNdSLRCSbknXHfFwW7JflItUO6nDckk1ehEXtb_1G5CHXICEL9eOdXDt1ttRmfYhft1F_oNBTi_erR5ZvAE/s1600-h/riley+002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinndwg3XwHjrANhBqlj7z3Db-hxXy8QCsUOhbKek5PjcRBXcwEnpgB5YcjHNdSLRCSbknXHfFwW7JflItUO6nDckk1ehEXtb_1G5CHXICEL9eOdXDt1ttRmfYhft1F_oNBTi_erR5ZvAE/s400/riley+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311360067525577890" border="0" /></a>Thing started out a little slow...<br />Keegan had a little bit of a hard time with this new little person who came into his domain & tried to play with all of HIS toys...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2hpfXdJ5ARyu4L5pyPuY78twJJ3TA-ADC649TSIfvzAtpbqtJ9eN8v-ghZdRZbwIs07oyWZNo63pQir2o3edLESnDPtQcYTdX-jbCbdv_4qenM-AVE0b7M_NSsw0t3KemGnK9nBdw828/s1600-h/riley+005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2hpfXdJ5ARyu4L5pyPuY78twJJ3TA-ADC649TSIfvzAtpbqtJ9eN8v-ghZdRZbwIs07oyWZNo63pQir2o3edLESnDPtQcYTdX-jbCbdv_4qenM-AVE0b7M_NSsw0t3KemGnK9nBdw828/s400/riley+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311358795747956258" border="0" /></a>But by the end of day they became best buddies!<br />Keegan has been asking where "Wywie" is all evening.<br />I'm excited about this.... It's so fun to see Keegan with a friend his own age!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-22909832351064792792009-03-06T20:34:00.004-05:002009-03-06T20:48:17.327-05:00larger...Larger...AND LARGER!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ebBgjiFZU8orrFWIhresROMlZnc7I9rnym_27kD1ndQO4AERuYuKTb7n7CgXZK8d3pYI9e6vMggA5YkP0raEs7JSnpJ5rFOK1c7sRFpO2rkNILWC2lqOCt9VjKEgHqf-2By_d8qM5Go/s1600-h/march+002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ebBgjiFZU8orrFWIhresROMlZnc7I9rnym_27kD1ndQO4AERuYuKTb7n7CgXZK8d3pYI9e6vMggA5YkP0raEs7JSnpJ5rFOK1c7sRFpO2rkNILWC2lqOCt9VjKEgHqf-2By_d8qM5Go/s400/march+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310254139344018434" border="0" /></a>Me... feeling very blimp-like at almost 25 weeks.<br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-45042477401598126372009-03-06T12:14:00.001-05:002009-03-06T12:17:37.680-05:00A Chip off the old Bullock<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTV34yAkYZGu8CA4Gpua0D4Y8dinbAaGkkDlZa5IVy3ubZZ2x2qsxUWmZpgIypBY3Ltw-yd_4MN9W2MMe5lH1u7QwZ_9pkp47ZITHJ6SGH4mujgMfhlbFgvi0WPwMvzAU4BDlkl2TKpBo/s1600-h/my++boys.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTV34yAkYZGu8CA4Gpua0D4Y8dinbAaGkkDlZa5IVy3ubZZ2x2qsxUWmZpgIypBY3Ltw-yd_4MN9W2MMe5lH1u7QwZ_9pkp47ZITHJ6SGH4mujgMfhlbFgvi0WPwMvzAU4BDlkl2TKpBo/s400/my++boys.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310124574900792386" border="0" /></a>A friend of mine took this picture during our church's softball season last summer.. it made my heart melt! That's my boys!<br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-9856044902049803582009-02-24T11:06:00.004-05:002009-02-25T11:32:06.492-05:00The Mom Song<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ESe-AysF9mw">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ESe-AysF9mw</a>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-17747375294797143252009-02-22T13:58:00.003-05:002009-02-22T14:17:39.719-05:00Sleep Therapy....<div style="text-align: center;">Okay.. So I'm sure you few people that actually check my blog are wondering why I seem to have a different background every time you blink :). There is an explanation for this:<br /><br />It seems that a growing-larger-by-the-day-belly, and aching back, and cramping legs & toes (has anyone else experienced these weird toe cramps?) have a tendancy to rob you of your sleep. I drive myself nuts laying there in the dark (on my LEFT side for optimum blood circulation) forming hundreds of mental to-do lists! I have recently found out that getting up and getting my mind on something else is much more effective. Since there is nothing worth watching on T.V. after midnight, and reading seems to wake me up even more, I usually end up on the computer. Amazingly enough, nothing seems to make sleepier faster than tinkering around with my blog, hence the multiple blogger backgrounds :).<br /><br />So anyway... until this little girl makes her way into my arms you can expect something new seemingly every time you check this blog.<br /><br />What can I say.... It's my sleep therapy.<br /></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167605355058886150.post-90582884783524912632009-02-16T10:51:00.005-05:002009-03-05T13:14:13.217-05:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Bring out the frilly dresses, the hair bows<br />and lacy socks...</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">Saige Bristol</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">will be joining the family soon :)</span></span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div>Nicholehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12141989745657748135noreply@blogger.com13