<?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-6599443275544026244</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:19:58.280-07:00</updated><category term='Creation or Inspiration'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='baptism'/><category term='rocky point 2007'/><category term='orlando'/><category term='Digi Scrap'/><category term='pet peeves'/><category term='Feelings'/><category term='Musings'/><category term='Mayhem'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='photography'/><category term='Mae Boutique'/><category term='Deals'/><category term='beach'/><category term='Private'/><category term='Misadventures'/><category term='Recipe'/><category term='family pictures'/><category term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>the McClure mess</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>259</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1635388913386859947</id><published>2011-10-26T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T21:10:49.522-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Carlsbad, CA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ave-vfAtS1Y/TqjQri-bFrI/AAAAAAAABGw/SETxH2pF6sg/s1600/2011.10+212.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ave-vfAtS1Y/TqjQri-bFrI/AAAAAAAABGw/SETxH2pF6sg/s320/2011.10+212.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Honestly, I was DREADING this trip. &amp;nbsp;The thought of babies+diapers+sand almost put me over the edge. &amp;nbsp;Not mention the almost 7 hour car ride. &amp;nbsp;The pre-trip thoughts were not pretty. &amp;nbsp;I stayed up the night before and made activity coloring books for the boys. &amp;nbsp;I found pictures of things they liked such as Flynn Ryder (Eugene as the boys call him) from Rapunzel, mazes, etc. &amp;nbsp;We had snacks, the ipod loaded with great music and their blankets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off we went. &amp;nbsp;The car ride? UNBELIEVABLY SMOOTH. &amp;nbsp;Pyper and Knox slept when they were tired. &amp;nbsp;The kids asked for snacks and they would eat. &amp;nbsp;The boys sort of used their books that I stayed up till midnight the night of making... &amp;nbsp;Mostly Nash drew on the back of all the pages. He drew machines and pictures of guys with lots of chins and weird stuff like that. &amp;nbsp;He is very creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached Cali we were all wiped and I was ready for bed. &amp;nbsp;Daddy insisted we go down to the beach. &amp;nbsp;The boys got dressed and&lt;br /&gt;the girls did not. &amp;nbsp;Not a good idea! &amp;nbsp;Pyper got royally filthy. &amp;nbsp;SHE LOVES THE BEACH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PA4YGs5bz08/TqjQtUPrhEI/AAAAAAAABG4/9arwDWkXZtM/s1600/2011.10+242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PA4YGs5bz08/TqjQtUPrhEI/AAAAAAAABG4/9arwDWkXZtM/s320/2011.10+242.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We set up our 3 room HUGE tent, cots, pack and play and pads. &amp;nbsp;Bryan's Mom made a delicious dinner of&amp;nbsp;Kielbasa&amp;nbsp;and rice. &amp;nbsp;The kids ATE IT. &amp;nbsp;WOW. &amp;nbsp;Then it was time to settle in to our beds. &amp;nbsp;Pyper had her little suite with a flap to close and a pack and play and her blanket. &amp;nbsp;Sounds cozy right? &amp;nbsp;It GOT COLD. &amp;nbsp;So she cried. &amp;nbsp;And cried. &amp;nbsp;And pulled on the flap and felt my leg. &amp;nbsp;So guess who spent the rest of the night AWAKE in my cot. &amp;nbsp;Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knox and Nash got cold too, so Knox snuggled in with Daddy in the wee hours of the morning. &amp;nbsp;It was an adventure to say the least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast of cold cereal and fresh fruit. &amp;nbsp;All while trying to keep the boys from running down the stairs to the beach. &amp;nbsp;Sunblock and sand toys and they were off. &amp;nbsp;The beach time was incredible. &amp;nbsp;I could literally SIT and watch my kids and they played ALL DAY. &amp;nbsp;No fighting. &amp;nbsp;No whining. &amp;nbsp;No asking to play on my phone, or to watch a movie, or play on my computer. &amp;nbsp;It was magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLZfWrUzUus/TqjQv0pMc6I/AAAAAAAABHA/E9guS3F2C0A/s1600/2011.10+243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HLZfWrUzUus/TqjQv0pMc6I/AAAAAAAABHA/E9guS3F2C0A/s320/2011.10+243.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The first day Bryan took Pyper up for her afternoon nap and she slept for 3 hours and he slept for one. &amp;nbsp;We had a combined dinner with the other 43 people of Bryan's family there. &amp;nbsp;Burgers and hot dogs. &amp;nbsp;Tiny sodas for the kids. &amp;nbsp;They were in heaven. &amp;nbsp;Cousins, dirt, the ocean, toys and all day to play. &amp;nbsp;Oh and Nash's favorite part? &amp;nbsp;Sleeping in a tent. &amp;nbsp;That boy love love loves camping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had a heavenly time. &amp;nbsp;We also went to LegoLand which was a huge treat for all of us. &amp;nbsp;It is a perfect theme park for my age of kids. They loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gKrr8kDnNus/TqjQzPNt0oI/AAAAAAAABHI/zb7Oa0JYDc0/s1600/2011.10+108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gKrr8kDnNus/TqjQzPNt0oI/AAAAAAAABHI/zb7Oa0JYDc0/s320/2011.10+108.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I still haven't downloaded all of those pictures yet. &amp;nbsp;Every night was an adventure. &amp;nbsp;I came to realize that Pyper talks and cries in her sleep. &amp;nbsp;I am SO glad that girl has her own room and that I don't hear her! &amp;nbsp;I let her cry it out as much as possible, but there is only so much you can do when your baby can feel you through a tarp. &amp;nbsp;: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept breakfast and lunches simple. &amp;nbsp;Cereal and&amp;nbsp;sandwiches. &amp;nbsp;Dinners were combined and we all took turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showers were...interesting. &amp;nbsp;Nice hot water, the facilities were SUPER close. &amp;nbsp;The 5 of us trying to shower off....in 3 minutes...for .50 cents....chaos. &amp;nbsp;It took 6 minutes. &amp;nbsp;One dollar. &amp;nbsp;I never want to see sand on anything ever again! &amp;nbsp;It was definitely awesome to have showers and toilets close by. &amp;nbsp;Also we had a spicket close by for spraying off quickly. &amp;nbsp;That came in handy many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lSmIYU4FNtU/TqjQ2Bij4AI/AAAAAAAABHQ/9cFkvlu6OP8/s1600/2011.10+132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lSmIYU4FNtU/TqjQ2Bij4AI/AAAAAAAABHQ/9cFkvlu6OP8/s320/2011.10+132.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Things got a little hairy when Bryan was boogy boarding and stepped on a sting ray which stung him between his big and first toe. &amp;nbsp;OUCH. &amp;nbsp;The cut was only 1/2" but he said his whole leg was on fire from the venom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Dr. McClure is only a phone call away. &amp;nbsp;He brought Bryan a tetnus shot the next day and we soaked his foot in BOILING hot water with vinegar. &amp;nbsp;The venom is a protein broken down by heat. &amp;nbsp;Just FYI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knox stopped walking on Wednesday. &amp;nbsp;That was a hard day. &amp;nbsp;He got edema in his feet so bad that he couldn't walk. &amp;nbsp;We begged and pleaded for him to drink and by Thursday morning he was hobbling around. &amp;nbsp;Thank goodness since that was the day for LegoLand. &amp;nbsp;It was actually INSANELY nice to have him immobile. &amp;nbsp;I knew EXACTLY where he was at all times. &amp;nbsp;He was so sweet, just watched everyone else play on the beach and sat in a lawn chair by Aunt Melanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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She just kept crawling, weird??? &amp;nbsp;Knox and Nash had a blast and loved playing with Jonas. &amp;nbsp;Poor Christina's bag got attacked by ants and she had to empty the whole thing and throw some things away and wait for a while before she could use it again. &amp;nbsp;Bummer. &amp;nbsp;I loved snapping pics of my sweeties and watching them have a good time. &amp;nbsp;It was a little tricky with moving water and when I would get the pic in focus they weren't smiling anymore....OH WELL!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFFagX36N1s/TmZgqgWpqzI/AAAAAAAABE8/OsKOEqYtneQ/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFFagX36N1s/TmZgqgWpqzI/AAAAAAAABE8/OsKOEqYtneQ/s320/035.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;December 31, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;To do list: Have fun, stay warm, don't screw up the rolls.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/134565206605344)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 30, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;is getting a MUCH needed vacation tomorrow! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/180808965271206)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 30, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Just say not to crack. Crackbook that is. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/118688841533843)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 29, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;So cool that Dave Ramsey and Primerica think alike : "Debt is Dumb and Cash is King!" Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/176756835689482)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 27, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;How about I NOT clean the house and say I DID? Mmm kay? Bye.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/114171218654708)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 26, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Sickness at our house... :(&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/140811325974483)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;We are very blessed. Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/155533091161282)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 23, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Someone is doing the 12 days of Christmas for us and I feel so blessed. My kids think it is so cool and we feel so loved. I wish I could thank them!!!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/157260854320167)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 22, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;It's not a crowbar! -Nash's response to "What do you think Grandma will give you for Christmas"? I love that kid.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/186648998018167)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 22, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Today MIGHT be a bad day to sass me. Watch it.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/186991934651513)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 22, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I've got pain...going to see DR. WAYNE today! Www.queencreekbackcare.com&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/138657746193156)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 21, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Going to enjoy my well behaved kids. Love love love.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/132880023439985)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 21, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;MOM! Pyper TOTALLY spit! Thanks guys, I'll get right on that...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/119953218071593)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 20, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Barney Family Home Evening...INCREDIBLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/174248079275023)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 20, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Nash hands to yourself. Nash stop. Nash what did I say? Nash! Not the best way to spend my day...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/173705472662329)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 20, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed at 6:30 last night. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/184415778236576)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 19, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention Knox is potty trained? He is waking up dry from naps and in the morning. He even made it through church in undies. It's a miracle! Miracle disguised as hard work that is.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/137073849682071)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 19, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Wow!!! 2011 is going to be an amazing year! Getting amped up for it by dancin' my booty off with Miss Abby! Boom baby!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/179441472075764)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 18, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Today is the day! Bring it!!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/155915921121247)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 17, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;10 dozen peppermint oreos dipped in chocolate and topped with sprinkles...CHECK! (not for me, come on guys, have some faith)&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/161431083901717)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 16, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I am going to prepare for the best weekend to date of the year! I can't wait to talk 1 on 1 with someone in the same business that makes over 80K a month and has done so for years! Bring on the knowledge and know-how!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/172821226082823)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 16, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Heaven help me.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/114521021952021)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Watching Undercover Boss, good show!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/139670536087242)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I need a vacation away from kids. I love them so much, but need to miss them a bit!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/136479699743295)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I love my Pyperoni.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/178863758808020)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Feeling blessed.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/185030674844907)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is all you can do. But all you can do is enough - art williams doing all I can...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/176610825690295)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 13, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;At the park with the kiddies.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/180983865261946)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 13, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Gosh dang it. I put some stamp sets in the wrong envelopes at the post office and had to pay extra...GRRRRR...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/180371675323379)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 13, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Let it be known...I loaded the dishwasher and switched the laundry. That's enough for one day right? Oh wait and I cared for my 3 children for every second of today as well. I guess that might cound for SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/139450772777133)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 13, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Nash slept till 10 am. Yeah buddy! Even though Knox has been sick I am grateful for a day off today! (sort of...)&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/110879482317706)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 12, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for great sitters! Bryan's niece picked up and loaded the dishwasher...LOVE.HER.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/124453077618914)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 10, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;"Christmas lights! Awesome!" - Knox&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/184015258275350)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 10, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Not sure it is so healthy to sit on-line and dream about all the stuff I wanna buy...It sure is addicting though. I love the internet.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/184904388189649)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 10, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;LOVING a boy who goes on the potty! So much better than changing diapers!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/181522671865102)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 10, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Grateful Bryan is booked all day. Also sad Bryan is booked all day.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/159875517390025)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;What time is your kids bedtime? My kids don't have school and I still want them in bed early. Before 9 at the latest. You?&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/172015526166762)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Ready for a crazy day. How about you?&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/171610119535975)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Bring on the tears: watching Charlie St. Cloud.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/134456343277075)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 08, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Silent service is a stress killer at my house. I love my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/166299763407335)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 08, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Why can't the kids take turns being naughty? Why do they do it all in one day? NOT FAIR.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/147128438672445)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 08, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Happy thoughts happy thoughts.....&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/176010162428588)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 07, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I can do this.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/129166367144283)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 07, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Okay potty training pros, question: Knox wants to empty the potty seat multiple times during one potty time. Annoying right? And gross, I use a lot of disinfecting spray. Should I stress about trying to teach him to wait till he's really done? How do I get that through to him that he needs to "wait" till he's done. (My 2 yr old doesn't wait well)&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/164063973635271)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 07, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Grateful for protein and carbs.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/137100623012594)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 06, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Thankful God heard and answered my prayers. Miracles still happen folks, big and small.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/172305039456418)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 06, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;My boys are playing outside in the nice weather. I am SO okay with that!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/134177506639612)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 06, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Mint chocolate chip icecream and eggnog icecream...SO GOOD. On a sugar kick...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/137919189594631)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 04, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...peanut M&amp;amp;Ms....&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/149877198392832)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 04, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Decorating the tree, putting up the lights and loving my family. Wonderful day!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/175703325781502)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 03, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Ready for this? COMPLAINT FREE WEEKEND.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/134068509985292)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 03, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Landlord just "popped by"...thanks for the anxiety attack at the state of the house! Ughhhhh kids....&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/175228159167868)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 03, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Rented "How To Train Your Dragon" with the kiddos tonight. Knox laid by me talking almost the entire time. And kisses the whole time. My fav.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/166052730097098)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 02, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Told you, kids are being SUPER NAUGHTY. I think Knox is setting a new record of # of things to destroy in under an hour.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/175500572468673)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 01, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;HALELUJAH.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/181807228500890)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 30, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;1 Pyper coughing, 2 kids screaming, 2 boys "spoon" fighting naked, 1 messy house and most importantly 1 Momma calling for help. Grandma to the rescue.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/127596060635074)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 30, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned I don't sleep much when Bryan's not here...oh and Pyper breaking out into crazy coughing fits doesn't help either...only 1 1/2 more days...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/132827263439996)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 29, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Still no elk and he won't be home till Wednesday afternoon sometime.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/127243677335578)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 28, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know my husband already knows how much I depend on and love him. So why is he torturing me so! Don't worry, in a few days my posts will be about...my naughty kids...nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/133287946728161)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 27, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Made Abuelita and hoping for an early bed time for kiddos...Bryan has cell service so he has called me twice and says no Elk yet. Boo. If he doesn't get it by tonight, he doesn't hunt on Sunday and that means at least 2-3 more days with out him. Wednesday at the latest. BOO.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/143614599024448)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 27, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Kids slept good after 1 am! Yeah!!! I have already cleaned the kids rooms, bathroom and the fam room! I'm on a roll! Take that depression, boo yah!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/106093722796287)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 27, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;After an interesting day I am hoping for an UN-eventful night. I only have one cool mist humidifier that is now in the boys room...and now Pyper is hacking up a lung...CROUP. Dang it, it's gotta be.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/173282209366497)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 26, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Chick fil a is THE BEST. If only nash would keep his pants on in the play place.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/105806296159669)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 26, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that my children have turned in to terrors just in time for Bryan's Elk hunt? I am praying he gets his Elk today or tomorrow and can be home for church. I'm going to his parents or my parents ward if he's not back. I'm not doing church by myself!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/172758536081687)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Ebay is killing me! Listing all my Stampin' Up! Stamp sets, ink pads and more!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/173756092653677)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 23, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Mmhhmm yeah. Right. Guatever.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/143637552355866)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 22, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice brings blessings.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/163376863699379)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 21, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Miracles do happen.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/170072499680169)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 20, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Teaching RS tomorrow.....sligtly freaking out&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/119447954784978)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 20, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Clogged duct, horrible cold.....why is my body failing me?!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/124118287649447)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 19, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Glad to have parents willing to let my boys spend the night. I already miss my boys...Distance does make the heart grow fonder!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/133389910048825)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 19, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Can it be bed time yet? Please? It's dark out!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/124458284280391)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 19, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I am not opposed to Potty Training advice. Actually, I want it! How do you potty train your kids?????????&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/157841594259857)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 19, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Knox is loving his new potty chair! Good potty day - so far!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/170320009663777)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 18, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Grocery shopping with three kids? Ages 4, 2 and 5 months? NIGHTMARE!!! At least Bryan brought me home Serrano's and a certificate for a 1 hour massage! Gotta love QC Chamber of Commerce raffles!!!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/168379989849441)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 17, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I almost faint when I don't eat but am not losing weight? Grrr...nursing...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/150427625003229)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 16, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;On less than pleasant days I think to myself why don't I just go get a job! This is insanity! Then I think, instead of WIPING cute little butts I would be KISSING big ugly ones. NO THANKS. I'll keep my kids. : ) And I am grateful my hubby is his own boss so the only butt he kisses is mine. Ew. Not literally. Gross.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/165068993526469)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 16, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Ordered: Love and Logic.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/177010072313571)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 16, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;What successful/happy person do you know that cares what people think about them? 0.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/167095883313786)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Trying to "Live Life on Purpose".&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/118288878234725)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Looong weekend. So long.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/170235806327803)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 13, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Nash Potato. He is 4 today! We are celebrating at the bowling alley! Woo woo!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/174580275886634)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 11, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Bears. Beets. Battlestargalactica.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/117953298267741)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 10, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;GRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/144436242270085)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 10, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I people watch ... even on FB. I just can't help myself, it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/175631619118158)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful day! I'm not going to let it get away!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/165797246774613)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 08, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, it's really quiet in there. I wonder if they turned on their closet light again and are playing...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/162490410457854)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 08, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Do I really need to say, "don't throw dirt in your brother's face"? Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/164915610207007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 08, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Family Pictures are OVER! PHEW. Can't wait to see how they turned out, Pyper's RED MINI-SKIRT was a "knock-out"! He he he.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/159948347374708)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 07, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Spent 41 dollars on 4 pairs of pants 7 shirts and 1 sweater for Pyper at JcPenny. Saved 71 dollars! Thanks for the coupon Deanna!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/110353459031483)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 03, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Had a blast at the office tonight! Can't wait for the PAR-TAY on Friday! AY-O!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/103996849670732)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 01, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;To bed early? Yes. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/158419127526526)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 01, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;7 kids at the house. Time for a picnic lunch and outside play!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/145788875467938)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 28, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;The dunkin' donuts from my hubby were much appreciated. I LOVE being surprised.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/102446833157088)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 28, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Had fun with "scub scouts" earning our soccer belt loop last night! So fun!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/164740090210921)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 27, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Making homemade pizza for lunch and "trying" to find Joy in my Journey...Now to stop the boys from using the couches as jungle gyms...and stop Knox from biting...and stop Nash from fighting....&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/165344746816973)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 26, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;It's official: 3pm is the naughty hour for my kids.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/124231650967458)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Guess what kids? IT'S BED TIME. Glad you had such a fun day, but we're all tired. So let's just call it a night, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/124353774289943)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I am so lost with this family history thing...good thing Aunt Pam and Tara are gurus! I am excited to get started!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/157648610940561)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 24, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Crackbook is gonna be the death of me! AH!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/106002932798100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 24, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time @Gina's Birthday Bash! Happy Birthday sweet girl!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/118791034847592)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 23, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Anyone own a pair of 2T overalls I could borrow for a costume tonight and halloween? Knox is gonna be Mario!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/163909356966035)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 22, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;At an amazing event! Www.cureval.com&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/156521434386806)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 22, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE PARK!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/118261348233306)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 21, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;SO.STRESSED.OUT.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/167791789899482)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 19, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;The boys were saying they saw Jesus in the sky! Too bad it was just the sun. Not the Son of God.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/162850427078115)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 19, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Nash asked me, "Mom, remember that if I play during scripture time you will send me to 'spankin' island'? That's so funny, Mom!". I love that kid.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/163853183632595)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 18, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you @Carlee Todd for the best hair doooo!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/111586588904812)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 16, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I have had THE best day. Only up from here. BOO WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/161947613830586)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;What is with Pyper today??? She has been taking THE SHORTEST naps and is cranky! So not like my little angel! Sad. So very sad.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/103912316343257)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Tylenol PM. I heart you. Good night.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/159755327378023)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who calls their hubby frantic because of the naughty things their kids do? GEEZ!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/167021673315070)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Decided I need to sing more church songs. Time to re-do my i-pod. I need it.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/121896407868136)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't believe me if I told you. How 'bout I tell you 1 (only 1) example of how my day went? POOP. UP THE BACK, OUT A HOLE IN PYPER's CARSEAT ONTO MY MIL's CARPET. (who is on vacay and had the carpets shampooed before she left) THAT's.NOT.ALL. That happened today.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/148920521817212)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 12, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;My kids? ADORABLE. They are not perfect and drive me crazy some times, but after all I'm not perfect (shocker!) and I am sure I drive them crazy too.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/158095680887666)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 11, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Bry let me sleep in. Love him. Lots.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/154353784605254)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 10, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Debating: Sleep early, or watch a movie with my hubby???&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/165994910079354)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Ready for some positivity!!!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/156207891076553)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 08, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;That was just the icing on the "sheet" cake that I call the last week of my life. A big 'ol "sheet" cake. (I totally biffed it just now and hurt myself. I feel like such a skadoosh.)&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/152328058138435)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 07, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Crap on a stick.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/131907406862258)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 07, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;needing some relaxing music...what is some good music for that besides michael buble? (or whatever his name is) jazzy, soothing? ya know what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/164719996872880)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 06, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I am eating my stress away. (guess what? It's not working)&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/165895916761062)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 06, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I listened to conference on my phone as I did stuff for the boutique. It was awesome! Especially since I heard almost NOTHING from this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/159931587358749)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 06, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell it like it is...but really...who wants to know!? So, "Life is so good. No stress!".&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/157326364287772)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 04, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Question: do you filter your comments and status updates on FB? Or do you just tel it like it is?&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/155676544466934)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 01, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;anyone know where to print two sided cards? like the wedding announcements that are so popular? i found a place that does the metallic paper, but one sided only... : {&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/165007010175989)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 27, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Must Mommy time be so hard to find???&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/157716887581109)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 27, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Working on STUUUUFF for the boutique I am doing with my sisters! October 8th and 9th...see flyer on my wall for details!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/154704037884711)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;My sister is awesome. FYI.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/120318041356150)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 24, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at @RhinoCaffe today! Yummy sandwiches, happy kids and time with the hubby? Big thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/153004888064664)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 24, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I love random. Random is my fav.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/153210818043187)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 23, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Mmm I think everyone around here needs a nap, but i'm the one who knows it...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/148819395153676)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 22, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I put my whiney voice in my pocket. It is dying to get out.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/111026858956586)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 21, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Spending the day at Gma McClure's till the AC guy gets here between 3 and 5. Rough night, let's hope for a fun day!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/127514537300086)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 20, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;It's 88 in here. 88. Bry will be home soon to check it out. Gag.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/153862624636865)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 20, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;We will be retiring to bed early tonight. No more late night Netflix for us!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/140138396030544)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 19, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Date night is the best time of the week, date time is the best time any time! Let's have date night tonight!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/155548477807125)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 18, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Nash giggling at The Princess and The Frog? Priceless!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/109722729088233)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 18, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Love love love saturday!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/161143287229433)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 18, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Mmm I decided I am going to be sad that I am still awake tomorrow...sigh...and that's what she....okay. It must really be bed time.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/151070041593078)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 18, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I loooooooove the Office. MMMMmy fav. I am on season 2 and I don't wanna go to bed, I just wanna watch it all night.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/148164815222942)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 16, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Playing "guess the smell" Nash said,"That smells like my Mommy"! The thing he smelled? CHOCOLATE.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/114836928574834)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;He's found, and in big trouble, FYI. Cell phone still missing.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/108919535834366)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Can't find my cell phone or my husband. Anyone seen them? I would MUCH appreciate their speedy return, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/102009703194618)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Prepping for the office tonight! Perfecting my "skills". Fun, fun!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/153731277979082)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Chaos insueing...2 extra kids and 2 more on the way! Gotta love rowdy boys!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/152136534809748)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 13, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;We get to have FHE with some awesome friends tonight and Nash gets to have 3 friends over tomorrow after Joy School! Lucky little boy!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/130681516979076)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 12, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is a good day. Because I said so!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/148218901885394)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 10, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Hearing "The Office" theme makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/107866415940309)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;HELP! Taking a family's pics next saturday. I need ideas! Places to take them! And who do you know that has cute old couches for the shoot???&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/107409042652567)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Working on getting happy. Starting with scripture study.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/150401904980868)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 08, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when the Lord will think i 've learned what I need from these trials. I feel educated, isn't that enough? Can I just say Uncle and it will all stop?!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/149540091743723)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 07, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I really wish the boys could play outside even longer...I can't wait for fall!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/124307257620458)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 07, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;The buck STOPS HERE. - Andy Andrews&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/106587759401071)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 06, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Mmm not the way I planned for today to go. I quit.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/150265048328383)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 06, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for my knight in shining armor to come save the day... I love him.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/148880738476471)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 04, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Mmm homemade manicotti...yummmmmm&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/157167404294444)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 04, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Paperwork at the office and Pandora. Feels nice to be needed for something besides a diaper change or meal. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/150140628341389)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 04, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;YAWN.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/148101925223954)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 03, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Party at the office tonight! Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/155938951085988)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 03, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Listening to General Conference talks for scripture study tonight, I feel so blessed by technology.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/144034605634287)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 02, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Hope Round Table stays noisy. Pyper is "filling her diaper".&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/147592345272803)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 02, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY WANNA ditch Round Table...don't worry. I won't.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/127837427263626)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 01, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast at the park and even got cute pics, the scouts had fun playing soccer.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/128130260568066)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 01, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;"scub scout" day&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/127448440635881)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 01, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;If Pyper went to bed at 10 why am I still up? Darn you facebook. I mean rantbook.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/143718575664419)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 31, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna see me be in front of 50 people and almost pass out? I'm presenting tonight, come on over! Ellsworth and Germann behind Baci's. 7 pm. Just saying...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/110971348958973)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 27, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;By the time I have 5 seconds to FB all I do is rant. For me it is RantBook. So.... GRRRR! And...WHATEVER!!!! And stuff.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/156037977740372)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 26, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from a friend: Procrastination is like a credit card. It's a lot of fun till you get the bill.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/147966228558859)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 26, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;My Mommy brought me Mocking Jay! Thanks Momma!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/149253641768880)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Guess who slept 12 hours last night! Heaven bless you Jacey!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/145253622174097)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 24, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I.HATE.POTTY.TRAINING. (especially since he knows what to do, but all of a sudden decided he doesn't want to)&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/102171826509398)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 23, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Wish I was on an exotic trip...say Puerto Rico?&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/148796191805962)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 23, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY SISTER.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/146978495322492)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 22, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Let the evening begin!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/141905282514537)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 21, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;40th anni party w/ adults, the newly wed game? Interesting....&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/121825584533098)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 21, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;We "get" to speak in church Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/144349355598546)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 19, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Listening to conference talks made my burdens seem lighter tonight. Comfort I needed.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/153022578047027)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 19, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Feeling sick and crazy hormonal. I think all I wanna get at the store is junk food. Sounds good to me.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/147813628576282)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 18, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Pack meeting is done...ahhh...and I didn't even do anything and it is still a relief! Now to get the boys to bed so I can get my scrap on...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/140441642658207)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 18, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Pyperlicious is a thumb sucker....DANG IIIIIIIIIT.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/140609555975310)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 17, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to put my addiction to DigiScrapping and Designing to good use. Hmmm what should the name of my Etsy shop be????&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/143596929005348)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 17, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Nash has 104 fever, Knox is complaining of an ear ache and the whining/crying has begun. Can't we all just go back to bed and have a do over? Please?&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/131703566875114)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 17, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Cutest font called "Freeze!" dafont.com, love ya!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/143339952366728)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 16, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;To say it's been a rough night/morning is an understatement. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/106879876036427)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 16, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;MUST STOP LOOKING AT CRAFT BLOGS AND GO TO BED! MUST.STOP.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/136989469676037)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Roseola...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/127205860658939)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Www.u-createcrafts.com I am going to be making a lot of ruffle t_shirts and onesies!!!! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/144483552240621)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm how many nights will go by that I will be up with Pyper? I feel like I should start a tally chart on her nursery wall. Feels like it's gonna be FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/145928685435709)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I guess if we have to be home with a sick kid, it is best to go swimming, eat good food and have a fun weekend as a family!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/151533281530607)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I am way too tired to be up...GO TO BED MICHELLE!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/117885924930955)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 13, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;What a rough week! I am looking forward to the Party in Taylor to celebrate my Grandma Perkins' birthday! Escape from the heat? YESSS!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/144802808874710)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 13, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;You were moving in with some ITT bro.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/133465610029595)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 12, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;The boys ripped the curtains off the wall. It's not a good day.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/133386683371646)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 12, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Aaahh! Success! All kids in bed! WAHOO! I wish I had #3 of The Hunger Games, I AM DYING TO READ IT!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/144414035578790)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 11, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Nash loves "scub scouts".&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/139537919419743)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 11, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Emma had a very bad bladder infection and UTI. Thank goodness she is on anti-biotics and is home safely. Thanks for the prayers, they were heard! She was coming back to her sweet self last night when she got home.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/105186782870830)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 10, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;My neice Emma (4) was just taken to the hospital, we are afraid her appendix ruptured. Please keep her in your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/122134631167220)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 10, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Crap. I can't find my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/138877046150763)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 10, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;"Facebook killed the blogging allstar" (think video killed the radio star....) Bryan sings...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/129748563736805)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;love my kids. they melt my heart.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/135695813139566)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;DOUBLE DUN.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/141828379181707)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 08, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Nash's new fav song of the week: ALL THE SINGLE LEGS. (AKA all the single ladies) You should hear HIM sing it. BOOYAH Beyonce!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/137842939585142)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 08, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;YAWN...for real.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/142769875743246)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 06, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Vaccinations take it outta my babies. Pyper is konked, maybe I'll get some extra sleep! Poor baby, it's all for the best.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/138489032858001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 06, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Some people's poop just don't stink.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/148322795180310)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 05, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Going to round table this morning! Yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/116023488447851)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 03, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I miss my funny little missionary brother today.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/123777494335168)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 03, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Done being tired.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/136813006354733)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 02, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;You step on my dress WHY???!!!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/136555866379703)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 01, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/148458968502775)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 01, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Since Pyper's asleep that's my cue! Sigh....hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/143528752332233)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 31, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;So gald it's date night! I need some hubby time! It's been a long week...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/107303019325097)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 31, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I'm still up if that tells you anything...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/142737979079029)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 31, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for an uneventful night! ; )&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/101790883212362)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 30, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Ewwww it's so nasty out there!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/135738233129868)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 28, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;FIRST Den Meeting at my house: OVER. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/146768105337692)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 28, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Tina Fey on Sesame Street? LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/114096611974122)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 28, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Have you read the lyrics to the Star Spangled Banner? I am teaching the Wolf Scouts about living in this free country tomorrow. It has rocked my world.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/122847197761706)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 27, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I really like 8 o'clock bedtime. Sigh...if only the house were clean before then! Oh well, such is life with kids!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/141672759184835)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 27, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. If they keep this up, somebody's gonna break a bone. Or head. Or nose. Rough boys!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/141342259224002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 27, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I know it's only 9 and I should clean up... BUT I DON'T WANNA!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/145813318764910)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 26, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Made DE-lish fried chicken...now if the boys would eat it.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/129486200427812)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 26, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I have a hero. His name is Bryan.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/122311147815524)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 26, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;my anxiety is off the charts today....WHY?????&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/140391049315847)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 26, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Fuhgetaboooutit.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/132314170143153)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Ready to call it a night. Hmmm can someone tell Pyper that? Oh well, eleven pm till 7 am is pretty darn good for a 7 week old right? : )&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/128933480482876)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy....&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/140256602670544)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;What a fun night! Who's coming to our next party???&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/134800566557007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 24, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying a Saladmaster show! We love this stuff!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/113200512064798)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 24, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Pyper is a boob snob. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/145464432136262)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 23, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Mean?!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/139282269427086)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 23, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Boys will be boys. What is that supposed to em&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/131257506916364)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 22, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Making a roast...it already smells so good!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/136736316360193)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 21, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...really boys? REALLY?&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/139906609372090)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 21, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Pyper is "helping" cook dinner.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/136672903033268)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 21, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Ughhhhh&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/131009783607095)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 20, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Bryan hit and killed a "medium" sized dog while driving his SCOOTER! He's okay, thank goodness. I have a feeling he'll be sore tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/141802082512404)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 20, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I HATE being late. So why am I always late? Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/127830930593260)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 18, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Pyper slept NINE HOURS last night!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/133274346708522)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 17, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Quite the "stay"cation!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/143591695653495)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 17, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;THIS PLACE IS ROCKIN'! Thx Brandon for the hook up! I feel like I'm at an exclusive club!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/133392716700049)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 16, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHH Bryan took the kids to Chik-fil-A for some fun, and so I could get a little break and pack for this weekend. He is a SAINT sometimes! I can't wait for our "STAY-cation"!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/141056255920887)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 16, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;STRESS is my NEMISIS.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/143314039013243)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Is in serious need of a break. Good thing it's our summer retreat this weekend at the Arizona Grand Resort! (not sure I will get much of break since we are helping run everything... but oh well!)&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/129154847126450)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm chicken enchiladas are fab leftovers for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/139419766076478)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Working on a power point for this weekend...the kids have gotta go to Grandma's...otherwise I won't get it done in time!!!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/112889578760994)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;HONESTLY if I get ONE MORE zit I am going to DIE.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/128958733812343)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 13, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;This too shall pass. And all too quickly, so I am trying to enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/128849613823471)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 13, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Pyper's schedule seems to be working! 5 to 6 hours at night straight is like heaven! Makes me feel like I can function again!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/138707646148201)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 12, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Newborn baby breath is the sweetest scent...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/142902792388262)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 12, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Just found a black widow and her egg sack!!!! Totally freaked out!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/136043443085726)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 12, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/115607111820708)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 10, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;CAREFULLY allowing Knox to hold Pyper. After all, he is a biter and a pincher and...okay Knox turns over.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/138337769517436)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 10, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Eclipse was good, waiting for Breaking Dawn...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/131632856875049)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I left Pyper for the first time with Aunt Nani! Have fun ladies!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/127837010590704)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Having a rough day with my newborn...can't wait for date night!!!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/118484114865001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 08, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;2 till 7:30! Woohoo! Www.happybabyplace.com&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/121954577849380)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 08, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Pyper didn't make a peep when she laid down just now...good sign? Let's hope so! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/111280445588426)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 07, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Kids. Whiny, teething and sleepy. Can you guess which is which?&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/140367302647335)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 06, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear Dizzy died? So sad...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/142044095809339)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 06, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Pyper did so much better last night! My hard work just might be paying off! She ate at 1130 then 430 then 730! Heaven to me! (even though I am in the habit of being up so I didn't sleep as much as her!)&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/133384836691842)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 05, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;SO DONE. DONE.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/100183613368693)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 04, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;So grateful to live in the USA. Hopefully we can keep it free. Hapy 4th Y'all.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/110649395651072)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 03, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me that is only a clogged duct I am feeling and NOT mastitis. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/113327095382213)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 03, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Nash got 3 stitches just now. Knox hit him w/ a toy. Of ourse while Daddy is in nm&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/132573370107426)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 02, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Not the worst night ever...now to make it through today. Let's cross our fingers for a nap!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/138009169558476)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 02, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/120528901325468)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 01, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Charming Charlie's= NEW FAV STORE Discuss!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/139905032687438)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 01, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;So tired. Forget 6 weeks old, Pyper is getting a schedule TOMORROW. I'm not staying up all night and sleeping all day anymore. She's cute, but this is RIDICULOUS!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/139648106052216)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 30, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Darn you sweet tooth. My behind says "No Thank You".&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/135012263183294)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 30, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Kind of done cleaning up messes today. Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/125941717447780)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 30, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Do not grocery shop at 9:30 and hungry, without toddlers there to hurry you up. Unless you would like to keep Little Debbie in business. She should send me a birthday card at least.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/139377489411142)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 29, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Well we WERE the only ones at Chik-fil-a. Now to the Library? Am I that brave????&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/105991672786747)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 29, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Whateva.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/112310355483943)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 28, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I have had a GREAT day! Feels so good to say that!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/131328296899022)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 28, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Coolin down with ice cream cones!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/132588410097028)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 28, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;10, 2:30, 6:30, 9:30 ? Much better actually. Now if I could just convince the boys to nap the day away with me!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/133706253326125)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 28, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in Pyper's room with her till she gets this sleep thing down. Maybe then at least Daddy will get some rest...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/135410839817880)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Three snaps in a Z formation! Who needs clothes when you got a big belly and bling???&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/119289848115759)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Grandma McClure saved the day! We got some rest! Now...do I HAVE to go get the boys?&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/127831600587591)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Not sure who got the least sleep. Pyper, bryan or I. Regardless, last night sucked.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/132067856814675)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Someone please tell Pyper it's bedtime!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/138069716206163)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 25, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Great time had at the office! Can't wait for the carwash competition showdown!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/107984469251337)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 24, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Got a nap! Linz is gonna watch the kiddos as I venture to the office tonight! Can't wait to see everyone!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/104473952937127)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 24, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Rough night here, hoping for a nice restful day! Thanks Bry for your help!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/129870343714639)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 23, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go hang at Grandma's...maybe then they won't be so crazy! Doubt it...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/131782846842218)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 23, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't sleeping much at night, how do you NOT sleep during the day? YAWN.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/132763003415064)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 23, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Grateful my hubby controls his own schedule. He is my everything.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/107760352606169)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 22, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I love my kids, being a mother is the best.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/131589363530689)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 22, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Who knew such little house work could tucker me out?&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/131994780156212)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 20, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;An Affair to Remember...such a good movie!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/126500544051777)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 20, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/129916503705314)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 18, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Grateful Bry got a sitter for the kids. Slept about 3 hrs last night...good thing she's cute!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/136673359680283)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 18, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a good night.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/122711857770949)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 17, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Missing all my peeps at the office...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/130599616969225)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 17, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Is it awful that I'd rather recover from delivery than unpack and clean? After all she's only 18 days old...&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/127710870595586)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 17, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;How does she do that? Wake me up, eat and then konk out. Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/125399424162032)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 16, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed with gratitude. I have the best sister.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/102240576493058)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Snuggling my newborn.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/125859187454990)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Thrush hurts. Bad. FYI.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/134439886572995)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Loves it when people do what they said they were gonna do. Hates it when they don't.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/119255441451739)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 15, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Knox has to nap in a pack and play because we took away his crib. At night he cries himself to sleep on the floor by the door and sleeps there all night. Sigh. At least he's getting a decent nap right now. (In a pack and play)&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/132471840111758)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;So the new armoire is great, just can't find the remote...dang it.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/132036146822900)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Having a nutrigrain bar so I can get a few more zzzs before the boys are up. I can't sleep with a rumbly tumbly.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/108386725876359)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 14, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so blessed. Knox is sleeping in his toddler bed(only a few minutes of hysterics) and I found a super nice armoire for 100 bucks on Craigslist and Bry went to go get it. He has helped out and been such a good sport during the move. Thanks Bry, I love you!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/127403460626706)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 13, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Sugar is my vice. Especially chocolate chip cokies. I'm never gonna get outta maternity jeans!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/105049076210375)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 13, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Pyper has been fussy all afternoon. Oh and she fussed most of last night. That and moving have worn me out. Thank goodness for a day of rest, eh? I'm takin' it!!!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/135217673159172)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 11, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the big move! We will be spending our first night in the new casa tomorrow! I am so excited, oh and tired. : )&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/129936437024563)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 11, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Feeling grateful for a successful fedding. Back to bed. Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/124275354275800)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Beyond tired. I feel like I am over doing it. Sigh....oh well. The show must go on. After all, I prayed for all this stress...I mean blessings.&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/126342917399517)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;I think a 3 yr gap between kids looks mighty fine!!!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/134552539889265)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 09, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;All that's left to take over is our fridge, washer &amp;amp; dryer and our bedrooms! Time to start packin' up our rooms! Anybody have extra boxes? :-)&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/133423376669869)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 06, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Decent night! And GUESS WHAT! We found a house and are moving in the 15th of JUNE! PHEW! It's gonna be a crazy week or so!&lt;br /&gt;(http://facebook.com/1277209329/posts/132517130093234)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 05, 2010:&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else out there praying for atleast 2 solid hours of sleep and patience if they don't get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-3339696301709621875?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3339696301709621875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=3339696301709621875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3339696301709621875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3339696301709621875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-past-status-updates.html' title='MY past status updates'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-7709999645216864747</id><published>2011-08-23T18:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T12:06:51.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs long hair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nBKuEsJR-2Q/Tl00vwnbwHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IS6_72RHXVc/s1600/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nBKuEsJR-2Q/Tl00vwnbwHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IS6_72RHXVc/s400/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646727502901264498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently was thinking I could grow my hair out....who was I kidding?!  I am a short hair girl, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shout out to my awesome hair dresser Carlee.  She always squeezes me in, has awesome prices, lives around the corner and she always does an amazing job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful my hubby doesn't mind it short either.  That sure helps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-7709999645216864747?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/7709999645216864747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=7709999645216864747&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7709999645216864747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7709999645216864747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2011/08/who-needs-long-hair.html' title='Who needs long hair?'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nBKuEsJR-2Q/Tl00vwnbwHI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IS6_72RHXVc/s72-c/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-511851400635438620</id><published>2011-08-19T19:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T10:57:21.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Crafty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4FGAohKe2Xo/TmZaUiTRBtI/AAAAAAAABEU/3_2_nYHhr9M/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4FGAohKe2Xo/TmZaUiTRBtI/AAAAAAAABEU/3_2_nYHhr9M/s320/003.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love to make things and create - no secret there! &amp;nbsp;Today I made a simple shirt and destroyed another. &amp;nbsp;It was pretty intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back my Mom gave me some of her old patterns and some fabric. &amp;nbsp;Be jealous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost done making my first quilt but I need to buy some batting before I can finish it. &amp;nbsp;Instead of finishing a project - SHOCKER - I did some other projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first shirt was pretty darn simple. &amp;nbsp;The good news is everything I needed I had on hand and it is an awesome pattern to go from. &amp;nbsp;I plan on making more and also doing fun things to them. &amp;nbsp;Dying them different colors, adding ruffles and or flowers etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Je17K69Rtw/TmZaXxkO5gI/AAAAAAAABEY/b95whB3Tk_I/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Je17K69Rtw/TmZaXxkO5gI/AAAAAAAABEY/b95whB3Tk_I/s320/009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I also had literally strips of this sassy fabric and decided to make a skinny belt/sash thingy. &amp;nbsp;Super easy, and I have worn it 3x since making it. &amp;nbsp;BOOyah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0pDkMSOl8pA/TmZabzsIWLI/AAAAAAAABEc/E6g0snRgjMw/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0pDkMSOl8pA/TmZabzsIWLI/AAAAAAAABEc/E6g0snRgjMw/s200/011.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFQtBv2SbZU/TmZafXZmV9I/AAAAAAAABEg/KgL33r2DMb8/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qFQtBv2SbZU/TmZafXZmV9I/AAAAAAAABEg/KgL33r2DMb8/s320/013.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next shirt/dress was already made but needed to be made functional for my wardrobe. &amp;nbsp;Well, it flopped. &amp;nbsp;BIG time. &amp;nbsp;I was trying to hurry and wasn't paying attention to detail. &amp;nbsp;Which are the two biggest mistakes I make in crafting. &amp;nbsp;. . . And life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. &amp;nbsp;I had scrap silky black material (also from my Mama) and this dress and decided worst case I don't wear the dress. &amp;nbsp;Well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VAGBbalo5jk/TmZai7_ygVI/AAAAAAAABEk/ecPOvm2bfZY/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VAGBbalo5jk/TmZai7_ygVI/AAAAAAAABEk/ecPOvm2bfZY/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vz3pyr07E4/TmZanbjcZII/AAAAAAAABEo/EbZNG3eyPts/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vz3pyr07E4/TmZanbjcZII/AAAAAAAABEo/EbZNG3eyPts/s320/015.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjXRHR96_dw/TmZaq2auEKI/AAAAAAAABEs/uy3MGcb9yJo/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjXRHR96_dw/TmZaq2auEKI/AAAAAAAABEs/uy3MGcb9yJo/s320/016.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9ZbpRxjLdc/TmZaw60r7qI/AAAAAAAABEw/aFL_fa38pLU/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9ZbpRxjLdc/TmZaw60r7qI/AAAAAAAABEw/aFL_fa38pLU/s320/017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_BryEBIz5hQ/TmZa2s2HZtI/AAAAAAAABE0/yXrGjfc7wKQ/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_BryEBIz5hQ/TmZa2s2HZtI/AAAAAAAABE0/yXrGjfc7wKQ/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took plain buttons (from a shirt I cut up) and hot glued sequins to them and made cute centers for flowers and darling accents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-purposed this shirt that was too wide necked. &amp;nbsp;I hate having to wear a shade shirt for an inch of coverage on my shoulders. &amp;nbsp;So I jimmied this shirt and love it! &amp;nbsp;(pics to come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have so many more projects to make and am UBER excited to keep on truckin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. &amp;nbsp;I am posting from my phone and will post pics when I can!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-511851400635438620?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/511851400635438620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=511851400635438620&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/511851400635438620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/511851400635438620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2011/08/getting-crafty.html' title='Getting Crafty'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4FGAohKe2Xo/TmZaUiTRBtI/AAAAAAAABEU/3_2_nYHhr9M/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-3604608094986653976</id><published>2011-08-08T14:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T14:06:28.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All techy and stuff</title><content type='html'>I am officially posting from my Palm Pre 2. &amp;nbsp;I feel so high tech. &amp;nbsp;:) So excited for the next few months lots of fun stuff going on. &amp;nbsp;Grandma Perkins turns 92 this Thursday and her party will be on Saturday. &amp;nbsp;I am so grateful she's my Grandma. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Nash is starting Pre-School next Monday. Halelujah! He will have 7.5 hours a week to learn and grow, fantastic! &amp;nbsp;Knox and Nash started swim classes last week, today is their second class which I am so thrilled about!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;I have delayed school till the spring semester but am still stoked to start. &amp;nbsp;I am going to be going the digital arts route and am really pumped.&lt;br&gt;Bryan has been working like the dickens in Primerica and it has been paying off! &amp;nbsp;Best income month ever in July! &amp;nbsp;The only way to make money in our business is to help a family, and that is exciting! &amp;nbsp;We helped a lot of families!&lt;br&gt;We got new boys in Wolves and helped one boy earn his rank...that feels great! &amp;nbsp;I will be going to Wood Badge this month to get trained in Scouts too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Marco Polo is coming home mid October! &amp;nbsp;Can't wait! We are taking a family trip to Carlsbad, Ca about the same time. &amp;nbsp;Nash will be 5 in November and Knox will be 3 in September so we are going to Lego Land to celebrate!&lt;br&gt;Life is good, we are blessed and happy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-3604608094986653976?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3604608094986653976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=3604608094986653976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3604608094986653976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3604608094986653976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2011/08/all-techy-and-stuff.html' title='All techy and stuff'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-2022339873134311788</id><published>2011-05-25T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T13:34:53.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmhOMC1-Zqw/Td1hb4rjTVI/AAAAAAAAAwM/MfVxvF_vGhw/s1600/your_mom_goes_to_college_tshirt-p235062074798454254uh8q_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmhOMC1-Zqw/Td1hb4rjTVI/AAAAAAAAAwM/MfVxvF_vGhw/s320/your_mom_goes_to_college_tshirt-p235062074798454254uh8q_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Who's got two thumbs and might be crazy? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-82af4MkNxm8/Td1iVs7tcNI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/cMENQw2N-u0/s1600/211866_1277209329_1005670_q.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-82af4MkNxm8/Td1iVs7tcNI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/cMENQw2N-u0/s1600/211866_1277209329_1005670_q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;THIS lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess if I say it out loud on a blog there is no going back right? &amp;nbsp;I am going to college. &amp;nbsp;Not BACK TO college because I have never been. &amp;nbsp;Just TO college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It is an interesting story how I came to this conclusion, shall I share? &amp;nbsp;I shall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For years I considered going to college but I always felt like I wasn't smart enough to go to college. &amp;nbsp;I was under the impression that it was really expensive and I couldn't work full time and go to school. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't sure it was the place for me. &amp;nbsp;Did I mention I have 3 kids under the age of 4, a husband, home, and business I am lovingly taking care of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In the more recent years I have had a nagging feeling like I should go to college. &amp;nbsp;I have heard counsel from our apostles telling us to get an education. &amp;nbsp;I always felt like I needed to go. &amp;nbsp;Then it happened. &amp;nbsp;I was at sacrament meeting on Sunday and all four talks were on the subject of education. &amp;nbsp;The Spirit was so strong during the meeting and I kept getting the distinct impression that I needed to go to college and kept thinking to myself, "I really want to go to college".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That night the thoughts actually interrupted my sleep. &amp;nbsp;I stayed awake thinking I really think I need to do this! &amp;nbsp;Which almost simultaneously my subconscious shot back with, "Are you NUTS?". &amp;nbsp;The next day, I continued thinking about it until I couldn't think about it by myself anymore. &amp;nbsp;I sent an e-mail to my husband saying: &amp;nbsp;Don't shoot me down just yet, but I think we need to seriously talk about me going to college. &amp;nbsp;He called me and told me that he had the impression during church that I needed to go to college too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;I am not specifically sure. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Scared?&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;Beyond belief. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy to follow the Lord's will?&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;You bet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If I am going to do this, I am going to need a lot of LOVE and support. &amp;nbsp;I am overwhelmed by how supportive Bryan is being. &amp;nbsp;He is so happy for me and can't wait to help me any way he can. &amp;nbsp;I am truly blessed. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SCARED, but blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-2022339873134311788?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/2022339873134311788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=2022339873134311788&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2022339873134311788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2022339873134311788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2011/05/whoa.html' title='WHOA'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hmhOMC1-Zqw/Td1hb4rjTVI/AAAAAAAAAwM/MfVxvF_vGhw/s72-c/your_mom_goes_to_college_tshirt-p235062074798454254uh8q_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-4171841552116150662</id><published>2011-03-17T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T13:32:23.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All my crafty ladies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Photo from the boutique's blog!&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-p5RdDi-KNpg/TYJvvsbvoXI/AAAAAAAAAwI/VeYJkBOzTxs/s1600/IMG_1009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-p5RdDi-KNpg/TYJvvsbvoXI/AAAAAAAAAwI/VeYJkBOzTxs/s320/IMG_1009.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://pecancreekboutique.blogspot.com/"&gt;Just came across a local boutique with supa dupa cute stuff for sale! &amp;nbsp;Go check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-4171841552116150662?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://pecancreekboutique.blogspot.com' title='All my crafty ladies!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/4171841552116150662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=4171841552116150662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/4171841552116150662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/4171841552116150662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2011/03/all-my-crafty-ladies.html' title='All my crafty ladies!'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-p5RdDi-KNpg/TYJvvsbvoXI/AAAAAAAAAwI/VeYJkBOzTxs/s72-c/IMG_1009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6075331663908332700</id><published>2011-03-10T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T11:09:31.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny things that kids do or say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aviRIbuwQME/TXkP8OHaoAI/AAAAAAAAAv4/vBGOyX1kRP8/s320/110.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Underwear superheros!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vE0n_xk_nLk/TXkP4c895nI/AAAAAAAAAv0/boLc1Jdmnvc/s1600/100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_z_LWNfQ36A/TXkQI9iR4jI/AAAAAAAAAwE/QosH6FIrZXM/s1600/161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_z_LWNfQ36A/TXkQI9iR4jI/AAAAAAAAAwE/QosH6FIrZXM/s320/161.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a happy girl!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tOCDh4pTPcA/TXkQD0e67ZI/AAAAAAAAAwA/wzUY92zETXs/s1600/144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tOCDh4pTPcA/TXkQD0e67ZI/AAAAAAAAAwA/wzUY92zETXs/s320/144.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pyper is so cute!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-lVSgTc-3L1s/TXkPr3Qh6XI/AAAAAAAAAvo/zKNMa0bkVVE/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-lVSgTc-3L1s/TXkPr3Qh6XI/AAAAAAAAAvo/zKNMa0bkVVE/s320/038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They made themselves a little bed.&amp;nbsp; Can you see Woody and Buzz tucked in too?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vy1DdQW6-jc/TXkPmiiAZ9I/AAAAAAAAAvk/CC-C0fGYAaY/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-vy1DdQW6-jc/TXkPmiiAZ9I/AAAAAAAAAvk/CC-C0fGYAaY/s320/033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pyper where are you????&amp;nbsp; Under the recliner, chewing on tylenol.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4Q3UDzRbKUc/TXkPkC2E7EI/AAAAAAAAAvg/LsMK3wUmPIQ/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4Q3UDzRbKUc/TXkPkC2E7EI/AAAAAAAAAvg/LsMK3wUmPIQ/s320/020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She's on the move!&amp;nbsp; And she loves to get up and show off!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EVUmzbg8Z98/TXkPvzSrPlI/AAAAAAAAAvs/nTo0svYFscg/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-EVUmzbg8Z98/TXkPvzSrPlI/AAAAAAAAAvs/nTo0svYFscg/s320/050.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVES to ride his bike.&amp;nbsp; His motorcycle as he calls it.&amp;nbsp; He also likes to wear all of Nash's gear...for about 10 seconds that is.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Mws0BcHaBOY/TXkPzXmSt1I/AAAAAAAAAvw/IFNkRhpVbDQ/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Mws0BcHaBOY/TXkPzXmSt1I/AAAAAAAAAvw/IFNkRhpVbDQ/s320/043.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They cried for a late night scooter ride with Daddy.&amp;nbsp; So he took them to get the mail.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-6075331663908332700?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6075331663908332700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=6075331663908332700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6075331663908332700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6075331663908332700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2011/03/funny-things-that-kids-do-or-say.html' title='Funny things that kids do or say'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-aviRIbuwQME/TXkP8OHaoAI/AAAAAAAAAv4/vBGOyX1kRP8/s72-c/110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-5584198356952924892</id><published>2011-03-08T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T13:11:27.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaning'/><title type='text'>Why do I do that?</title><content type='html'>Tylenol PM kicks my trash every time I take it.&amp;nbsp; I had a looooong day yesterday.&amp;nbsp; After that nasty day I decided to take Tylenol PM and call it a night.&amp;nbsp; I slept like a log!&amp;nbsp; Only challenge?&amp;nbsp; I slept like a log.&amp;nbsp; Like till 9:30 this morning.&amp;nbsp; My hubby got up with my kids and the two day care kids, fed them, changed diapers, etc. while I slept off my PM hangover.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What would I do without him???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1VQe3iqkC1M/TXaM6SCqj2I/AAAAAAAAAvc/xHO_AXl2-AQ/s1600/clean-waste.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1VQe3iqkC1M/TXaM6SCqj2I/AAAAAAAAAvc/xHO_AXl2-AQ/s320/clean-waste.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo from &lt;a href="http://lesscakemorefrosting.blogspot.com/"&gt;LCMF&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So the challenge with feeling groggy is that my house is suffering, YET AGAIN and I have no desire to clean it.&amp;nbsp; I get so mad looking around thinking, how did it get like this?&amp;nbsp; Then I remember moment by moment the last week of spills, cries, fights, meals, accidents, play time, nap times, and the rest of my chaotic week and realize=&amp;nbsp; THIS IS MY LIFE!&amp;nbsp; To think that my house will be spotless is such a joke.&amp;nbsp; Now don't get me wrong I could stay up every night till the wee hours of the morning scrubbing, folding and mopping but COME ON!&amp;nbsp; REALLY?&amp;nbsp; Cuz that is the ONLY way I can see my house being as spotless as I envision it in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I load the dishwasher for the 3rd time in 24 hours, switch #3 of #11 loads of laundry and try and clean up as quickly as possible before I put a 4th child down for a nap before one of the other 3 wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am my hardest critic, and thank goodness because today I'm not impressed with myself.&amp;nbsp; Oh well, I really do believe the quote on the picture.&amp;nbsp; FOR REALS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-5584198356952924892?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/5584198356952924892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=5584198356952924892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5584198356952924892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5584198356952924892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-do-i-do-that.html' title='Why do I do that?'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-1VQe3iqkC1M/TXaM6SCqj2I/AAAAAAAAAvc/xHO_AXl2-AQ/s72-c/clean-waste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6389695126721508372</id><published>2011-03-07T20:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:23:25.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creation or Inspiration'/><title type='text'>New Blogs Make Me ( HAPPY )</title><content type='html'>I was on one of my&lt;a href="http://www.u-createcrafts.com/"&gt; favorite creating blogs&lt;/a&gt; today and ran across a new blog!&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.lesscakemorefrosting.blogspot.com/"&gt;Less Cake More Frosting&lt;/a&gt; has a section where she listed her favorite blogs .... &lt;swoon&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I am so excited!&amp;nbsp; On LCMF she&amp;nbsp;had so many projects that were SO FAB. &amp;nbsp;I have so many projects in mind!&amp;nbsp; Including but not limited to this AMAZING wet wipe custom cover.&amp;nbsp; Hello!&amp;nbsp; It's reusable!&amp;nbsp; Pretty sure Ellie G is a GENIUS.&amp;nbsp; (as if I have to prove I am not, I had to spell check genius and I had spelt it wrong, whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lesscakemorefrosting.blogspot.com/2010/06/tatertots-sequel.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="283" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oKqi9L7yTeI/TXWfzbDVfLI/AAAAAAAAAvY/LPAF3Yg_arU/s400/11-Wipes_Flowers.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture from her blog!&amp;nbsp; I know, right?&amp;nbsp; And she did a&lt;a href="http://lesscakemorefrosting.blogspot.com/2010/06/tatertots-sequel.html"&gt; tutorial&lt;/a&gt; on how to do it!&amp;nbsp; She ROCKS.&amp;nbsp; I HAVE to have a &lt;a href="http://lesscakemorefrosting.blogspot.com/2010/06/tatertots-sequel.html"&gt;wipe cover&lt;/a&gt; like this.&amp;nbsp; Like yesterday.&amp;nbsp; LOVE IT.&amp;nbsp; Gee, I wonder if you will be able to find her site, I don't think I put enough links on my post.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://lesscakemorefrosting.blogspot.com/2010/06/tatertots-sequel.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Just in case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-6389695126721508372?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lesscakemorefrosting.blogspot.com' title='New Blogs Make Me ( HAPPY )'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6389695126721508372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=6389695126721508372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6389695126721508372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6389695126721508372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-blogs-make-me.html' title='New Blogs Make Me ( HAPPY )'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-oKqi9L7yTeI/TXWfzbDVfLI/AAAAAAAAAvY/LPAF3Yg_arU/s72-c/11-Wipes_Flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1162476801057215217</id><published>2011-02-27T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T10:11:32.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTIVATION to diet and exercise</title><content type='html'>I found these pictures while DIGI scrapping the other night.&amp;nbsp; Geez, I forget how thin I can be.&amp;nbsp; OH and that is my DREAM HAIR.&amp;nbsp; I ache for my girlfriend Malorie who cut my hair.&amp;nbsp; She moved back to Canada and probably permanetly.&amp;nbsp; These were taken in Dec 2007, Nash was 13 months old and I got pregnant the next month.&amp;nbsp; Some people say don't look too good or else you'll end up pregnant...good thing I have an IUD!&amp;nbsp; Because I really wanna be back to this.&amp;nbsp; Only 20 pounds to lose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-M0vNxxxLkpA/TWqFSfeYT8I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/eVxYHxD8zgs/s1600/Picture+192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-M0vNxxxLkpA/TWqFSfeYT8I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/eVxYHxD8zgs/s640/Picture+192.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DQMSRbNcb3Y/TWqFg-PCAuI/AAAAAAAAAvU/LtiKd_xMIbU/s1600/IMG_8.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-DQMSRbNcb3Y/TWqFg-PCAuI/AAAAAAAAAvU/LtiKd_xMIbU/s640/IMG_8.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So I can wear those jeans now, but they barely button.&amp;nbsp; In these pictures they were falling off....&amp;nbsp; I CAN DO IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-1162476801057215217?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1162476801057215217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1162476801057215217&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1162476801057215217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1162476801057215217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2011/02/motivation-to-diet-and-exercise.html' title='MOTIVATION to diet and exercise'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-M0vNxxxLkpA/TWqFSfeYT8I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/eVxYHxD8zgs/s72-c/Picture+192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-809594021706251713</id><published>2011-02-05T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T22:51:06.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geocache  BOOOOY!</title><content type='html'>Went with my parents around the JR neighborhood and I am so shocked at home many Geocaches there are!&amp;nbsp; It was so fun and I am so glad my boys were there to have fun.&amp;nbsp; Afterwards when we got back to my parent's house Knox kept asking to go geocaching, it was SO.CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things on my "buy it" list and then I think about our debt and how much I want our savings to be and I have to reign myself in.&amp;nbsp; : (&amp;nbsp; HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was looking at geocache containers and I think it would be SO FUN to put out caches as a family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go again, Bryan said he is excited to go with me too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-809594021706251713?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://geocaching.com' title='Geocache  BOOOOY!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/809594021706251713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=809594021706251713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/809594021706251713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/809594021706251713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2011/02/geocache-booooy.html' title='Geocache  BOOOOY!'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-266280698528970404</id><published>2011-02-04T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T23:42:30.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1220220/"&gt;Motherhood&lt;/a&gt; the movie tonight.&amp;nbsp; I watched it on my ClearPlay DVD player and the filter didn't work... which kind of stinks because there was a lot of swearing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUzs0GfgkkI/AAAAAAAAAvA/2pNe7b-PeD4/s1600/dec-jan+082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUzs0GfgkkI/AAAAAAAAAvA/2pNe7b-PeD4/s320/dec-jan+082.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I really enjoyed the movie besides the searing... (blush) The movie is all about a mother preparing for her 6 year old's party whilst: cooking, cleaning, childcare, pooper scooping, grocery shopping, blogging, etc.&amp;nbsp; It was so funny to laugh at all of the irony in the movie.&amp;nbsp; I related so much to this movie, it was great to laugh too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan is at WoodBadge again this weekend and I was expecting this to be a non-productive and awful weekend.&amp;nbsp; That's the truth.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knox was down with the flu yesterday and I was SURE that would snow ball through today.&amp;nbsp; Yet, no one else has&amp;nbsp;gotten sick so far.&amp;nbsp; BONUS.&amp;nbsp; I got a 2 hour nap today.&amp;nbsp; BONUS.&amp;nbsp; The last load of laundry is in the washing machine.&amp;nbsp; BONUS.&amp;nbsp; All kids are in bed.&amp;nbsp; BONUS.&amp;nbsp; I am eating yummy leftover pizza.&amp;nbsp; BONUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUzsr5KIEoI/AAAAAAAAAu8/ZyOp_P2jPgY/s1600/dec-jan+083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUzsr5KIEoI/AAAAAAAAAu8/ZyOp_P2jPgY/s320/dec-jan+083.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Pyperoni is so darn cute. She is crawling around babbling, and basically stealing my heart. She is the funnest little sweat pea ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves playing in the jumper, and her brothers love to watch her jump.&amp;nbsp; If only they would just let her jump!&amp;nbsp; They love pushing her in it like a swing, or just generally hugging and kissing all over her.&amp;nbsp; THEY LOVE HER.&lt;br /&gt;Knox and Nash are SUCH BOYS.&amp;nbsp; They had a rough morning constantly "HI YAH"ing eachother, werstling, and making MAJOR MESSES.&amp;nbsp; After naps and a more productive afternoon...they had a blast playing tonight.&amp;nbsp; They were playing house, race cars, being detectivies and basically....stealing my heart too.&amp;nbsp; Those two can be so difficult at times and so .... lovely at others.&amp;nbsp; Cute boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUzvxGshwWI/AAAAAAAAAvM/dHUEcyRLH6s/s1600/dec-jan+087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUzvxGshwWI/AAAAAAAAAvM/dHUEcyRLH6s/s320/dec-jan+087.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Siiigh. If only my nap wasn't from 4-6pm...now I am gonna be up for a while. Oh well, it is what it is! And it is pretty grand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUzvl5bJx5I/AAAAAAAAAvI/hEvXB5bdYoc/s1600/dec-jan+094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUzvl5bJx5I/AAAAAAAAAvI/hEvXB5bdYoc/s320/dec-jan+094.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUzvgKpEaEI/AAAAAAAAAvE/1aOOJ76RLyk/s1600/dec-jan+093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUzvgKpEaEI/AAAAAAAAAvE/1aOOJ76RLyk/s320/dec-jan+093.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-266280698528970404?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/266280698528970404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=266280698528970404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/266280698528970404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/266280698528970404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-just-watched-motherhood-movie-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUzs0GfgkkI/AAAAAAAAAvA/2pNe7b-PeD4/s72-c/dec-jan+082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6300221816088718555</id><published>2011-01-26T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T12:26:10.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUB0uiiqgPI/AAAAAAAAAuk/M1_ysJ3bumo/s1600/large3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUB0uiiqgPI/AAAAAAAAAuk/M1_ysJ3bumo/s640/large3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best of them, I think...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUB078RycKI/AAAAAAAAAus/AqNzuQFSZIA/s1600/large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUB078RycKI/AAAAAAAAAus/AqNzuQFSZIA/s640/large.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I started to use this one as a christmas card, then thought other wise...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-6300221816088718555?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6300221816088718555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=6300221816088718555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6300221816088718555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6300221816088718555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-of-them-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TUB0uiiqgPI/AAAAAAAAAuk/M1_ysJ3bumo/s72-c/large3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-8506249585075468551</id><published>2010-11-19T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T23:38:20.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TOdsj7nHaBI/AAAAAAAAAuM/POjrJPTC_UY/s1600/IMG_0713+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TOdsj7nHaBI/AAAAAAAAAuM/POjrJPTC_UY/s320/IMG_0713+copy.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TOdsoNM23RI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Cwszr_9tiTA/s1600/IMG_0709+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TOdsoNM23RI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Cwszr_9tiTA/s320/IMG_0709+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TOdsuXN0WyI/AAAAAAAAAuU/q0rnVgAQ5Vk/s1600/IMG_0672+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TOdsuXN0WyI/AAAAAAAAAuU/q0rnVgAQ5Vk/s320/IMG_0672+copy.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well we haven't gotten the official ones back from the photographer Bryan's Mom hired for the whole clan.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few Bry and I took...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-8506249585075468551?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/8506249585075468551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=8506249585075468551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/8506249585075468551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/8506249585075468551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/11/family-pics.html' title='Family Pics'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TOdsj7nHaBI/AAAAAAAAAuM/POjrJPTC_UY/s72-c/IMG_0713+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1567253487331416987</id><published>2010-11-03T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:45:23.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TNI6L-MQeEI/AAAAAAAAAuA/mCfzb96QUDA/s1600/IMG_0553+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TNI6L-MQeEI/AAAAAAAAAuA/mCfzb96QUDA/s320/IMG_0553+copy.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TNI6Ph8HGYI/AAAAAAAAAuE/TfQCSQF0KEA/s1600/IMG_0548.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TNI6Ph8HGYI/AAAAAAAAAuE/TfQCSQF0KEA/s320/IMG_0548.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TNI6SnqgoWI/AAAAAAAAAuI/fIEACRhAED4/s1600/IMG_0564+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TNI6SnqgoWI/AAAAAAAAAuI/fIEACRhAED4/s320/IMG_0564+copy.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-1567253487331416987?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1567253487331416987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1567253487331416987&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1567253487331416987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1567253487331416987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/11/5-months.html' title='5 months'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TNI6L-MQeEI/AAAAAAAAAuA/mCfzb96QUDA/s72-c/IMG_0553+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-3419286587846487358</id><published>2010-10-18T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T22:09:26.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darndest things...</title><content type='html'>LIKE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom, remember if I play during scripture time you will send me to 'spankin' island?&amp;nbsp; That's so funny Mom!"&lt;br /&gt;Nash said that tonight as I was reading my verses with them.&amp;nbsp; I told him that a few nights ago, and had totally forgotten about that.&amp;nbsp; I am glad he can look back and laugh, because I obviously said that when I was unhappy....&amp;nbsp; : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TL0nPsd1iLI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Io2HsGeEXco/s1600/IMG_0375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TL0nPsd1iLI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Io2HsGeEXco/s320/IMG_0375.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TL0nmXq-8fI/AAAAAAAAAt4/J5doDf3N3VE/s1600/IMG_0392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TL0nmXq-8fI/AAAAAAAAAt4/J5doDf3N3VE/s320/IMG_0392.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TL0n5J16zLI/AAAAAAAAAt8/H_cA4vpV3X4/s1600/IMG_0309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TL0n5J16zLI/AAAAAAAAAt8/H_cA4vpV3X4/s320/IMG_0309.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love my kids, and I love to have fun and laugh with them.&amp;nbsp; Even though you might not have guessed that by my little outburst...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We braved the park today.&amp;nbsp; I took the 3 older with me and even let them run through the sprinklers.&amp;nbsp; There was one of my "graduated"&amp;nbsp; Wolf scouts there with a friend.&amp;nbsp; They were both so sweet with the boys.&amp;nbsp; They played ball with them, chased them around and helped them on the jungle gym.&amp;nbsp; It was the best hour of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do my best to get to the park everyday while the weather is better, it's not so fun when it's hot or cold...right now is PERFECT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-3419286587846487358?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3419286587846487358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=3419286587846487358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3419286587846487358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3419286587846487358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/10/kids-say-darndest-things.html' title='Kids say the darndest things...'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TL0nPsd1iLI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Io2HsGeEXco/s72-c/IMG_0375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-4920121086157570928</id><published>2010-09-18T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T14:23:16.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Who is cute?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TJUpd7iWroI/AAAAAAAAAro/GwWQudFhK8A/s1600/IMG_0079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TJUpd7iWroI/AAAAAAAAAro/GwWQudFhK8A/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TJUqO8A1KGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/N64FbT8QnBc/s1600/IMG_9978+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TJUqO8A1KGI/AAAAAAAAAsY/N64FbT8QnBc/s320/IMG_9978+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TJUpmIP9JhI/AAAAAAAAArw/ErKvCS9Oo-A/s1600/IMG_0071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TJUpmIP9JhI/AAAAAAAAArw/ErKvCS9Oo-A/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TJUqLtK-f2I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/pojI05d8hZA/s1600/IMG_9982+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TJUqLtK-f2I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/pojI05d8hZA/s320/IMG_9982+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TJUqJuiTIGI/AAAAAAAAAsI/PZWtrWxSxgg/s1600/IMG_9990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TJUqJuiTIGI/AAAAAAAAAsI/PZWtrWxSxgg/s320/IMG_9990.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So the boys have found out that they can not only fill up their pool with the hose but many other things as well!&amp;nbsp; They can fill up the camping chairs, buckets, their sit and scoot cars, whatever is out there.&amp;nbsp; Including an Igloo icechest.&amp;nbsp; Yup, this is what I saw when I peeked out side this week, two ridiculously cute boys splashing and giggling in an icechest.&amp;nbsp; So of course I grabbed my camera and took a zillion pictures of this cuteness.&amp;nbsp; They were so snug in there and having such a good time!&amp;nbsp; It was hard not to giggle the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I edited a few of them so far and I think it would be awesome to blow them up and make a little collage in their room on canvas.&amp;nbsp; What a fun decoration and memory to have, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and Pyper is just darling all the time.&amp;nbsp; She was not wanting to nurse, just coo at me...so I decided to snap some pics of her.&amp;nbsp; The funny thing is all I did was put the headband on her that she had worn the night before and lay down this receiving blanket.&amp;nbsp; I thought I could change her clothes and really do it up, but then I thought I gotta take pics when I can!&amp;nbsp; So I decided I would just have to edit them and put them in black and white since the colors were so not matchy matchy.&amp;nbsp; Then when I pulled them up on my computer I realized it didn't even matter!&amp;nbsp; She looked so beautiful, you don't even notice the funky colors don't match.&amp;nbsp; Well now you do, but maybe you didn't before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TJUtfWKYLrI/AAAAAAAAAsg/dk37T3rt-oY/s1600/IMG_0077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TJUtfWKYLrI/AAAAAAAAAsg/dk37T3rt-oY/s320/IMG_0077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh and one more for good measure.&amp;nbsp; This one auto rotated the wrong way...How do you fix that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-4920121086157570928?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/4920121086157570928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=4920121086157570928&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/4920121086157570928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/4920121086157570928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/09/who-is-cute.html' title='Who is cute?'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TJUpd7iWroI/AAAAAAAAAro/GwWQudFhK8A/s72-c/IMG_0079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-2620199054166118248</id><published>2010-09-07T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T14:50:22.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have an itch...</title><content type='html'>TO STITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://u-createcrafts.com/"&gt;U-CREATE&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is the most incredible site!!!&amp;nbsp; Go there!&amp;nbsp; Be inspired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found these wreaths on Etsy for 30 bucks!&amp;nbsp; No, I think I can make it for MUCH LESS than that!&amp;nbsp; BOO-YAH!&amp;nbsp; I especially LOVE the felt flowers.&amp;nbsp; Felt is SO CHEAP!&amp;nbsp; ARGH!&amp;nbsp; I gotta get to crafting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TIawkyDzPLI/AAAAAAAAArQ/oV_m-I4CLHc/s1600/yarn+wreath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TIawkyDzPLI/AAAAAAAAArQ/oV_m-I4CLHc/s200/yarn+wreath.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TIayP8czi6I/AAAAAAAAArg/qsnrqme0Mzw/s1600/yarnwreath2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TIayP8czi6I/AAAAAAAAArg/qsnrqme0Mzw/s320/yarnwreath2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TIayM_76_cI/AAAAAAAAArY/UF_x-z7xd54/s1600/il_430xN_156465261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TIayM_76_cI/AAAAAAAAArY/UF_x-z7xd54/s200/il_430xN_156465261.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All wreaths are from&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/ItzFitz?ga_search_query=yarn+wreath&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=&amp;amp;order=&amp;amp;includes%5B0%5D=tags&amp;amp;includes%5B1%5D=title"&gt; this etsy shop&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-2620199054166118248?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/2620199054166118248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=2620199054166118248&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2620199054166118248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2620199054166118248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-have-itch.html' title='I have an itch...'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TIawkyDzPLI/AAAAAAAAArQ/oV_m-I4CLHc/s72-c/yarn+wreath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-2464920931639480050</id><published>2010-08-31T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:35:55.853-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Joy School!</title><content type='html'>Nash will be starting Joy School next week and I am so excited!&amp;nbsp; (as if you can't tell)&amp;nbsp; He will get to go every Tuesday and Thursday for a few hours.&amp;nbsp; Some ladies in my neighborhood did it last year and headed up the project this year.&amp;nbsp; Halelujah!&amp;nbsp; He needs this and it came at a perfect time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TH3ztiKiJ3I/AAAAAAAAArA/J44dftMY8GE/s1600/IMG_9378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TH3ztiKiJ3I/AAAAAAAAArA/J44dftMY8GE/s320/IMG_9378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TH3z9DM7_wI/AAAAAAAAArI/6ODeZTkPe6E/s1600/IMG_9447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TH3z9DM7_wI/AAAAAAAAArI/6ODeZTkPe6E/s320/IMG_9447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is giddy with excitement.&amp;nbsp; (so am I)&amp;nbsp; His birthday is in November so when it comes time for school he will be almost SIX by the time he goes.&amp;nbsp; NO MORE BABIES from September to December...NOTED.&amp;nbsp; Knox is in September too.&amp;nbsp; It's hard to believe Nash will be 4 in November and Knox will be 2 in 9 days.&amp;nbsp; Time flies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/6599443275544026244-2464920931639480050?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/2464920931639480050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=2464920931639480050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2464920931639480050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2464920931639480050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/08/joy-school.html' title='Joy School!'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TH3ztiKiJ3I/AAAAAAAAArA/J44dftMY8GE/s72-c/IMG_9378.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-8787354585481142222</id><published>2010-08-19T00:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T00:31:24.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Digi Scrap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Frustrated?  Why, yes.  Yes, I am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Lately I have been having a major inner struggle.&amp;nbsp; I am constantly debating with myself about what the best use of my time is.&amp;nbsp; Psst, I am not sure blogging is the one that should have won out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have been doing a lot of this…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Which is one of the things that has me upset.&amp;nbsp; Pyperoni has been staying awake anywhere from midnight to 3 am and thus so have I.&amp;nbsp; Since this is the case, if I don’t catch up on sleep during the day I am &lt;strike&gt;sleepy, tired, wasted,&lt;/strike&gt; USELESS.&amp;nbsp; So in turn, I nap WHENEVER I can.&amp;nbsp; So that means me sleeping in as late as possible and A)making Bryan late to work B)not eating breakfast most days…among many other things.&amp;nbsp; That also means holding kids captive in my bedroom or on the couch where I can feel if they move so that I can get even a 5 minute nap.&amp;nbsp; I think the only way to relieve my grief is to suck it up and wake Pyper up at 7 am and really go at a schedule for her.&amp;nbsp; That’s what I know can work, if I can actually keep her awake during feedings.&amp;nbsp; Otherwise it just feels hopeless.&amp;nbsp; She is the hardest baby to keep awake, EVER.&amp;nbsp; When she was just born the only thing I could do to keep her awake to eat was to hold her up and down in the air and sing, “Princess Pyper, Princess Pyper, time to play, time to play!” (sing song courtesy of Auntie Christine).&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;It just seems so scary, such a leap of faith to try to do this, if I don’t know it will work.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;SIGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;The other thing that is pining for my time is this.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGzdv-pRLtI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Eyh-hShRBx4/s1600-h/Announce1%20copy%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Announce1 copy" border="0" alt="Announce1 copy" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGzdwX8iL9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/Cw0vOPBRHQE/Announce1%20copy_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGzdw9bKGAI/AAAAAAAAAqg/r9neUmJJcRo/s1600-h/babyblanket1%20copy%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="babyblanket1 copy" border="0" alt="babyblanket1 copy" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGzdxSbDx9I/AAAAAAAAAqk/CL3jb6ngZLQ/babyblanket1%20copy_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGzdxvUhRFI/AAAAAAAAAqo/trsd0IW0n0Y/s1600-h/Black%26white%26vignette%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Black&amp;amp;white&amp;amp;vignette" border="0" alt="Black&amp;amp;white&amp;amp;vignette" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGzdyFB2oKI/AAAAAAAAAqs/eO-r-4l81kE/Black%26white%26vignette_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGzdyvXAvqI/AAAAAAAAAqw/YlDM3Hxc6Ks/s1600-h/creamychoco1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="creamychoco1" border="0" alt="creamychoco1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGzdy36CFvI/AAAAAAAAAq0/Q1NxYUucJHw/creamychoco1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Digital Photo Editng, Scrapbooking, etc.&amp;nbsp; There are some crafts and things I want to buy, purely fun for me, and I want to pay for them myself.&amp;nbsp; So I have been debating on starting an Etsy shop for it, so that I could make some extra moola and that way Bryan wouldn’t have to foot the bill for my creativity.&amp;nbsp; (Like he has done for years. Yet he doesn’t go fly airplanes with extra money, he pays off debt.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;So I have been working a bit on getting a “portfolio” of sorts.&amp;nbsp; But that too, takes time.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The question is will it be worth my time?&amp;nbsp; Will some one pay ME to edit their photos, do their digi scrapbooking, or make an announcement, scrapbook page template or&amp;nbsp; some kind of invitation????&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;If I knew without a doubt that it would work out then I wouldn’t struggle with it, but since I don’t know for sure, I am totally torn.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Oh yeah not to mention my house looks like a crazy mess.&amp;nbsp; My kids DESTROY the place when I am nursing.&amp;nbsp; It’s like they KNOW.&amp;nbsp; THEY.KNOW.&amp;nbsp; They can do whatever they want.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;So that and many other things are keeping me wondering, questioning everything.&amp;nbsp; Geez, I’m tired.&amp;nbsp; Too bad it’s only 12:30 and Pyper shows no sign of sleep…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-8787354585481142222?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/8787354585481142222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=8787354585481142222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/8787354585481142222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/8787354585481142222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/08/frustrated-why-yes-yes-i-am.html' title='Frustrated?  Why, yes.  Yes, I am.'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGzdwX8iL9I/AAAAAAAAAqc/Cw0vOPBRHQE/s72-c/Announce1%20copy_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-7775194026283193655</id><published>2010-08-17T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T17:01:46.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick or not, he is DANG cute.</title><content type='html'>Nash and Knox are going through the Roseola Virus, and lemme tell ya it's no fun.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Knox's fever was only 100 but Nash's has been&amp;nbsp;hanging around 104.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nash hasn't wanted to eat much but he just had a slice of whole wheat bread with Nutella on it.&amp;nbsp; He &lt;strike&gt;ate, finished, &lt;/strike&gt;DEVOURED the piece in no time flat!&amp;nbsp; He said it's his new favorite.&amp;nbsp; He is now full of energy and doing all kinds of silly things.&amp;nbsp; I guess a little bit of Nutella goes a long way.&amp;nbsp; IT IS YUMMY no doubt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so cute!" (HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER) repeated x100 different ways. Then he says, "I said that lots of times!"&amp;nbsp; "Mom, take my picture!"&amp;nbsp; Nice pose huh?&amp;nbsp; It's his pose of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGsiMoLcVtI/AAAAAAAAAqI/b-RWWGEueF0/s1600/100_2895.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGsiMoLcVtI/AAAAAAAAAqI/b-RWWGEueF0/s320/100_2895.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, the photo is unedited, I know I know.&amp;nbsp; It could be even cuter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What do you think of the new Post Editor on blogger?&amp;nbsp; More options = good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-7775194026283193655?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/7775194026283193655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=7775194026283193655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7775194026283193655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7775194026283193655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/08/sick-or-not-he-is-dang-cute.html' title='Sick or not, he is DANG cute.'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGsiMoLcVtI/AAAAAAAAAqI/b-RWWGEueF0/s72-c/100_2895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-8164953198012909009</id><published>2010-08-11T21:43:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T22:08:47.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGOAkLFQxzI/AAAAAAAAApA/tmKVn2dZfws/s1600/IMG_9660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504384528515385138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGOAkLFQxzI/AAAAAAAAApA/tmKVn2dZfws/s320/IMG_9660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Knox on his "bike"  he's a bit jealous of Nash's new one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGOAjfSXCaI/AAAAAAAAAo4/9c4SkT716Z8/s1600/IMG_9669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504384516759161250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGOAjfSXCaI/AAAAAAAAAo4/9c4SkT716Z8/s320/IMG_9669.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nash got a new bike from some friends of ours, he LOVES IT!  I am amazed how fast he has grown up, he's so handsome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGOAjAIs_yI/AAAAAAAAAow/tB0oQSRM91w/s1600/IMG_9572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504384508397158178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGOAjAIs_yI/AAAAAAAAAow/tB0oQSRM91w/s320/IMG_9572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blessing booty and booties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGOAiiEka1I/AAAAAAAAAoo/OKtq8ZartuU/s1600/IMG_9696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504384500326755154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGOAiiEka1I/AAAAAAAAAoo/OKtq8ZartuU/s320/IMG_9696.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MY BOYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGN8u3fpeFI/AAAAAAAAAog/yBCDHQ7_Pfc/s1600/Pyperbw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504380314189396050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGN8u3fpeFI/AAAAAAAAAog/yBCDHQ7_Pfc/s320/Pyperbw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pyper on my baby blanket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGN8uTpX0NI/AAAAAAAAAoY/WioDlw7TKeY/s1600/Nashbw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504380304566505682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGN8uTpX0NI/AAAAAAAAAoY/WioDlw7TKeY/s320/Nashbw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nash and Knox were lying next to her...they can't leave her alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGN8uFEkVeI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/wAFwDFkUTqo/s1600/knoxbw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504380300654040546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGN8uFEkVeI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/wAFwDFkUTqo/s320/knoxbw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's right I get to say whatever I want on this post! SO THERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say life has been CRAZY with three kids, moving, &lt;a href="http://primerica.com/bryanmcclure"&gt;Primerica &lt;/a&gt;and Cub Scouts. I am SUPER disappointed too because I accidentally deleted a TON of photos off my camera on accident and NOW can't find my charger. GRRRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I start typing and then upload pics and it puts things in the wrong order and I don't want to take the time to fix it! SO JUST work with me here folks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pyper had her 2 mo check up and she was 13 pounds and 24inches long. She sure has grown FAST. She was sleeping in her room, but doesn't go down for the night till 1 or 2 am so I have put her back in the bassinet in our room. Bryan doesn't so much love the company, but I'd rather reach over and give her her binky there than stand up every ten minutes for 3 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is SO DIFFERENT than the boys. In so many ways. When she cries, she sounds like her heart is broken. She has these tiny little sobs that are just so tender! She also just refuses to do what I say! SHOCKER! No really though, she does not seem to be adjusting to a schedule like the boys did, which is no fun for any of us. She does GREAT from say 12, 1, 2 in the am till 8 or 9 and then sleeps for another 3 hours but after that? FUGHETABOUTIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knox is such a BOY. He loves to wrestle and yell and throw stuff. He has a temper issue, so when he's mad we have to grab him before he bites whomever he's mad at. He is throwing me for a loop! He has no fear. Especially of Bryan or I. He is so defiant, it baffles me! I thought they weren't that opinionated till they were older!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nash loves technology. SO MUCH. I have to peel him away from the computer or my Palm Pre or the TV or the WII (if we are at families' houses'). He has a breakdown when I do, which only solidifies my resolve that he needs a time restriction. He is so intelligent, and knows so much. I think he has a very obsessive personality, but sometimes it's a great thing! Like when he remembers EVERY night to have scriptures and prayer. Or how he wants to read ALL of his books with me, not just a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really am putting whatever I want on this post, since Pyper woke up and is supposed to be asleep. It has kinda messed up my mojo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywho, life has been crazy but wonderful. I am so grateful we have our own space, and we LOVE our ward and neighborhood!&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/6599443275544026244-8164953198012909009?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/8164953198012909009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=8164953198012909009&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/8164953198012909009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/8164953198012909009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/08/whatever.html' title='Whatever!'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TGOAkLFQxzI/AAAAAAAAApA/tmKVn2dZfws/s72-c/IMG_9660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-7386871064697750114</id><published>2010-06-04T21:07:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:12:19.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pyper Michelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TAnOXmItkaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/g2oivp334O0/s1600/IMG_9314.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479137326442320290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TAnOXmItkaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/g2oivp334O0/s320/IMG_9314.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TAnOW-U69xI/AAAAAAAAAoA/if-35Cse67w/s1600/IMG_9308.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479137315756111634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TAnOW-U69xI/AAAAAAAAAoA/if-35Cse67w/s320/IMG_9308.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TAnOWiBHl6I/AAAAAAAAAn4/RBmw9MzcSYM/s1600/IMG_9297.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479137308156860322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TAnOWiBHl6I/AAAAAAAAAn4/RBmw9MzcSYM/s320/IMG_9297.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TAnN055RC2I/AAAAAAAAAnw/BQWO0k9taRo/s1600/IMG_9292.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479136730450824034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TAnN055RC2I/AAAAAAAAAnw/BQWO0k9taRo/s320/IMG_9292.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TAnN0qjLhcI/AAAAAAAAAno/r7tRRfa7O9k/s1600/IMG_9266.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479136726331655618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TAnN0qjLhcI/AAAAAAAAAno/r7tRRfa7O9k/s320/IMG_9266.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TAnN0EF5qvI/AAAAAAAAAng/Pj0ZoC27HYI/s1600/IMG_9238.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479136716008303346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TAnN0EF5qvI/AAAAAAAAAng/Pj0ZoC27HYI/s320/IMG_9238.1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 31st 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:23 pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7lbs 15 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21 in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-7386871064697750114?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/7386871064697750114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=7386871064697750114&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7386871064697750114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7386871064697750114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/06/pyper-michelle.html' title='Pyper Michelle'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/TAnOXmItkaI/AAAAAAAAAoI/g2oivp334O0/s72-c/IMG_9314.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6455497036864482610</id><published>2010-05-24T09:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T10:00:04.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pyper is coming, and she is gonna be PHAT!</title><content type='html'>I had my baby shower and was astounded at the generosity of my family and friends!  Pyper got so many girly things!  Headbands, flowers, bows, 2 bracelets, a binky chain, ....well you get the point! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got me SO excited and made it so much more real that I am having a GIRL!  Yeah!  I am so pumped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S_qs2UFeuYI/AAAAAAAAAnY/W5c2dhSldvQ/s1600/IMG_9217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474878346126866818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S_qs2UFeuYI/AAAAAAAAAnY/W5c2dhSldvQ/s320/IMG_9217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Knox displayed how cute the headbands were!  Notice how "upset" he was.  He was probably thinking, "Momma, just let me eat my cream puff and hit things with my hammer!!!  I'm not a girl!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S_qs182SJdI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ZokOiFgIgHY/s1600/IMG_9185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474878339889112530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S_qs182SJdI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ZokOiFgIgHY/s320/IMG_9185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are SOME of the flowers I got at my shower.  These flowers and board are from my sister Deanna.  &lt;a href="http://www.maeboutique.blogspot.com/"&gt;Check out her boutique&lt;/a&gt;!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S_qs1n04SWI/AAAAAAAAAnI/RCxYM4F4WZs/s1600/IMG_9168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474878334246078818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S_qs1n04SWI/AAAAAAAAAnI/RCxYM4F4WZs/s320/IMG_9168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The food was SO yummy.  Everyone was asking for recipes.  Good sign, huh?&lt;br /&gt;My SIL Hayely made the "Pyper" sign.  Tara and Mary made the CUTE diaper cake, and the onesises that  were hung up were from Tara as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S_qs1DcKZeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/B2vKoORddgQ/s1600/IMG_9167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474878324478731746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S_qs1DcKZeI/AAAAAAAAAnA/B2vKoORddgQ/s320/IMG_9167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a funny side shot of my belly.  I was showing a friend what activites the kids were doing outside.  Bryan stayed home that day and watched the boys outside.  It was a real help because we ended up having quite a few people and kids there that stayed outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something funny that I want to remember about that day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out that the BARNEY FAMILY SPORTS COMPLEX right next door makes "SONIC" CRUSHED ICE.  That was the ice we used for the punch and water.  I was really excited to find that out.  I have a feeling Bryan is going to be making some ice runs in the future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU to all our family and friends who came, supported and spoiled us rotten.  We love you all, and can't wait for you to meet Miss Pyper!  (I am waiting to send a THANK YOU note with my birth announcements....)&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/6599443275544026244-6455497036864482610?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6455497036864482610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=6455497036864482610&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6455497036864482610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6455497036864482610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/05/pyper-is-coming-and-she-is-gonna-be.html' title='Pyper is coming, and she is gonna be PHAT!'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S_qs2UFeuYI/AAAAAAAAAnY/W5c2dhSldvQ/s72-c/IMG_9217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-4738509903033523509</id><published>2010-05-20T14:42:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T14:49:19.857-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pet peeves'/><title type='text'>LOVE / HATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;That's how I feel about Plasma Cars, bicycles, Razors and Cousins who ride them past my child's window and wake him up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S_WuJ5gEVxI/AAAAAAAAAm4/p77_zPbZp3o/s1600/toddlerscooter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473472407216084754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S_WuJ5gEVxI/AAAAAAAAAm4/p77_zPbZp3o/s320/toddlerscooter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you seen the Plasma Cars? They are at Costco right now for less than 40 bucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My boys can both ride on them and my MIL has 6 of them around here. They hold up well under pressure, and I can even ride on one with my kids which is fun. (When I'm not preggers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My hate part? The cousins ride them infront of Knox's window and wake him up EVERY TIME. The SECOND he hears a Razor, bike, Plasma car, WHATEVER go by, he's awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes I would like to take these cars and chuck them in the trash. I HATE it when my kids get woken up. HATE HATE HATE it. Maybe I should just chuck the cousins in the trash? It sounds good, but just doesn't quite feel right does it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-4738509903033523509?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/4738509903033523509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=4738509903033523509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/4738509903033523509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/4738509903033523509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-hate.html' title='LOVE / HATE'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S_WuJ5gEVxI/AAAAAAAAAm4/p77_zPbZp3o/s72-c/toddlerscooter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-2226053759357664416</id><published>2010-03-30T11:20:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T11:51:08.848-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Digi Scrap'/><title type='text'>Here's the Deal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I told myself, "Self? If you are going to make tons of girly things and girly scrapbook pages, then you MUST catch up on Knox's first year at least."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I started the journey and in 4 days I have gotten up Knox's 8th month. Pretty good so far! I won't post them all, but I will show you a few of my FAV's!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S7JH8MD1EpI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ze3sekSfXFU/s1600/knoxblessingp1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S7JH8MD1EpI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ze3sekSfXFU/s320/knoxblessingp1+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454501198054101650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S7JHJDu7uwI/AAAAAAAAAl4/drkBTYsAM7M/s1600/2008-10p3+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S7JHJDu7uwI/AAAAAAAAAl4/drkBTYsAM7M/s320/2008-10p3+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454500319645645570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S7JGhHy042I/AAAAAAAAAlw/paRynBemLlo/s1600/2008-10P1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S7JGhHy042I/AAAAAAAAAlw/paRynBemLlo/s320/2008-10P1+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454499633540948834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-2226053759357664416?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/2226053759357664416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=2226053759357664416&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2226053759357664416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2226053759357664416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/03/heres-deal.html' title='Here&apos;s the Deal.'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S7JH8MD1EpI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ze3sekSfXFU/s72-c/knoxblessingp1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-110529135530117402</id><published>2010-03-10T20:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:13:23.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Preparation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;of our soon to be family of 5, I have been doing a lot of surfing lately. I realize that I will NOT be able to buy all of these things, but hey, a girl can dream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am dreaming of a black and white damask bedding set.  One with preferably some polka dot, stripes or even zebra as well.  One on each piece of the bedding.  If that makes any sense.  With some red accents.  I want her room to be themed red, black and white.  That sounds like pattern overload, but it would be done tastefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did find some cute stuff on &lt;a href="http://www.2littlemonkeys.com"&gt;2 little monkeys&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.babybedding.com"&gt;Baby Bedding&lt;/a&gt;.  Not to mention &lt;a href="http://www.dimplesanddandelions.com"&gt;Dimples and Dandelions&lt;/a&gt;, but their stuff is RIDICULOUSLY priced!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These 2 pics are from Baby Bedding.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S5hkrZxzgaI/AAAAAAAAAlI/jg_TfJFxaQI/s1600-h/www.babybedding.comcloser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S5hkrZxzgaI/AAAAAAAAAlI/jg_TfJFxaQI/s320/www.babybedding.comcloser.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447214446121550242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S5hkq_ssywI/AAAAAAAAAlA/j8UBnHoqcaE/s1600-h/www.babybedding.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S5hkq_ssywI/AAAAAAAAAlA/j8UBnHoqcaE/s320/www.babybedding.com.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447214439120816898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S5hj3EBTRsI/AAAAAAAAAk4/8XjC5zwU1MI/s1600-h/www.sassycovers.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S5hj3EBTRsI/AAAAAAAAAk4/8XjC5zwU1MI/s320/www.sassycovers.com.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447213546927769282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this car seat cover from &lt;a href="http://www.sassycovers.com"&gt;Sassy Covers&lt;/a&gt;, they have some really cute boy designs too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S5hj3EBTRsI/AAAAAAAAAk4/8XjC5zwU1MI/s1600-h/www.sassycovers.com.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sigh....and so many other things too...I am debating on if it is worth it to buy my material, and pay someone to put together the bedding...or shop around...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I have such expensive taste????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-110529135530117402?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/110529135530117402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=110529135530117402&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/110529135530117402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/110529135530117402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-preparation.html' title='In Preparation'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S5hkrZxzgaI/AAAAAAAAAlI/jg_TfJFxaQI/s72-c/www.babybedding.comcloser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6002765735470190948</id><published>2010-03-03T09:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T10:26:33.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've been into lately...</title><content type='html'>File folder games.  Time consuming, and generally a pain in the tooshie I just can't stop thinking about them and making them.  I found &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mormonchic.com"&gt;a website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; that has a few already colored, you just have to print them on cardstock and go from there.  Go to the section that says Crafty Chic and it's under there.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My SIL told me about books that come with CD'S that have them COLORED ALREADY!  I guess I am just too cheap to buy books because...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fortunately had another SIL that dropped off some of the books that you can copy the originals.  SAWHEET.  OH and get this, she had already made tons of copies onto cardstock.  The only challenge is that you have to color each image BY YOURSELF and then still cut, laminate, cut of excess lamination, buy/use velcro and hope you do it all correctly.  I think I should just keep making them in bulk and then sell them, cuz these suckers are a pain, but so worth it.  Nash loves all the games we have, and I do too.  They were OK at church, we've only taken them once. Only time will tell if it was a worthy investment of my time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do have some tips of what NOT to do and what TO DO  when you're making them, wanna hear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buy markers that are going to last and in colors that are practical for the images you will be coloring.  You don't need HOT PINK and others for the Garden of Eden scene.  Plus, there is nothing worse than buying the cheap markers to save money and then be half way through a game and realize that one has run dry and you have to buy a whole new cheap set to match the whole game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are putting on the velcro, make sure you put all the soft/sticky on the actual folder images and then the opposite on the individual cut outs.  I have some that are interspersed and it is SO confusing to the kids.  They should be able to put things in the wrong spot for fun or to learn where they really go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buy envelopes for the back of the game that will fit all the pieces easily.  It is such a pain to lose pieces and to struggle to put them in and out of a too small envelope.  PAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have copies on printer paper or other coloring pictures and supplies for your kids to color with while you do yours.  Trust me.  Not worth the fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am currently working on some for my little brother who is on a mission.  I am trying to find the simple principles like tithing, prophets, temples that will help him teach children of all ages.  I am excited to get a whole bunch of things together for him, and I hope they prove useful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-6002765735470190948?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6002765735470190948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=6002765735470190948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6002765735470190948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6002765735470190948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-ive-been-into-lately.html' title='What I&apos;ve been into lately...'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1595046802459046876</id><published>2010-02-02T23:00:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:15:22.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baptism'/><title type='text'>Miss C</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S2kTcT3LIfI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8G4PoyzUfL4/s1600-h/Cesli+170butterscotch2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S2kTcT3LIfI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8G4PoyzUfL4/s320/Cesli+170butterscotch2+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433895802488168946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S2kTb2eL8eI/AAAAAAAAAko/O0mEV25COpw/s1600-h/Cesli+170butterscotch+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S2kTb2eL8eI/AAAAAAAAAko/O0mEV25COpw/s320/Cesli+170butterscotch+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433895794598736354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S2kTMRy4m3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/0xIxgFdCLB4/s1600-h/Cesli+097+copyperfectportrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S2kTMRy4m3I/AAAAAAAAAkg/0xIxgFdCLB4/s320/Cesli+097+copyperfectportrait.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433895527055399794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S2kTCuD-B1I/AAAAAAAAAkY/hkK7Sy2kIg0/s1600-h/Cesli+041+copyperfectportrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S2kTCuD-B1I/AAAAAAAAAkY/hkK7Sy2kIg0/s320/Cesli+041+copyperfectportrait.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433895362844559186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S2kS6qrwbzI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/BCPz2KSmxvc/s1600-h/Cesli+032.softautumncolorcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S2kS6qrwbzI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/BCPz2KSmxvc/s320/Cesli+032.softautumncolorcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433895224498745138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S2kS0KuyFSI/AAAAAAAAAkI/L-aPdLEgHnI/s1600-h/Cesli+003.creamychocb%26wcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S2kS0KuyFSI/AAAAAAAAAkI/L-aPdLEgHnI/s320/Cesli+003.creamychocb%26wcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433895112842286370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These photos are actually for a friend of mine...  I wanted her to see what I did tonight before bed... She hooked me up with Photoshop 7, and I took her daughter's baptism photos!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am having THE hardest time deciding which pictures to choose.  Plus I think I could edit them all day thanks to : &lt;a href="http://www.coffeeteaphotography.blogspot.com"&gt;Coffee Tea Photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think my kids are gonna like how much time I will be spending on the computer until I get these photos edited, and the announcements made!  Eeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-1595046802459046876?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1595046802459046876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1595046802459046876&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1595046802459046876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1595046802459046876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/02/miss-c.html' title='Miss C'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/S2kTcT3LIfI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8G4PoyzUfL4/s72-c/Cesli+170butterscotch2+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1149401193147821299</id><published>2010-01-30T11:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T12:16:28.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a blogging MIRACLE!</title><content type='html'>My good friend Clint wiped the slate clean with my computer and it actually runs like it should!  The only dilemma is for some reason my wireless card thingy wasn't working and I can't use my internet any where but in the study.  Which means kids running rapid throughout the rest of my house and driving my MIL insane.  So I take it in here while Knox is napping then Nash comes in and makes a ton of noise (or even just a little) and wakes Knox up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can tell our current living situation has kind of thrown me for a loop.  Actually I feel loopy ALL the time, but whatev.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is ridiculous to think I could get caught up today...Nash is being LOUD as we speak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have seriously not been on a computer to blog or read blogs in what seems like MONTHS.  TORTURE I tell you, torture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knox is 16 months old and talking non-stop.  He says around 50 words I'd say, maybe more?  I haven't really thought about it till I went to write it down...  He is so fast, the second I leave the room he is right where he shouldn't be.  Namely: underneath any sink where all cleaning supplies are, china cupboards, in the pantry peeling bananas or dumping and stepping on crackers...you get the drift.  He is a happy guy, and everyone loves to love on him.  He gets so much attention from family and friends in the ward he is starting to get pretty cocky.  Just kidding, but he does like to make the girls go wild by memorizing names.  Hayley, Melanie and Nana (Deanna) just to name a few...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nash is such a smart kid.  He has so much fun learning new things and being extremely observant.  He loves to copy what Bryan and I say to Knox and be his mini-Mom.  The other night the boys were playing in their room (instead of going to sleep) and I heard Nash tell Knox, "Knox, lay down.  I told you to lay down and go Night-Night.  Okay?  I told you.  Lay down and go to sleep, okay?"  He loves to play with his cousins that he calls "friends", which makes where we live perfect for that.  There is always someone coming to visit, stop-by, or be watched by Grandma.  He is so good at sharing MOST of his toys and loves to make his "friends" laugh.  He got his bowling set for Christmas that he prayed for since black Friday, NO JOKE.  He loves to bowl especially with Sophie, they get along so well.  He also loves to print new pictures of the internet to color.  The newest thing we found is you can get Hot Wheels cars pictures, boy did that make him happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan is working very hard to grow our business out here in Queen Creek and doing wonderfully!  Well, why shouldn't he?  Everyone needs to learn how to get out of debt faster, save for the future and protect their families right?  There are so many families out there right now who just need some guidance, and we both feel so good about helping those families out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am getting fatter by the day...  ( :  I will be 22 weeks on Monday, and we found out we are having a GIRL!  I am very excited about that, of course.  We are still undecided on a name of course, but there are many we love.  I am more concerned about her wardrobe...no joke.  Over Thanksgiving and Christmas I gained 10 pounds.  Yeah TEN.  I couldn't believe it, but scales don't lie I guess.  At least we know the morning sickness drugs work huh?  I finally stopped needing those about 2 weeks ago, which is such a relief, since they knocked me out whenever I took them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, golly, I wish I had more time to sit and type but it would take ages it feels like to catch up.  Plus I hear Nash putting his feet on the entertainment center.  Which wouldn't be that big of a deal to ME but the door was already broken by a combination of all the grandkids and we don't want any more damage now do we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-1149401193147821299?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1149401193147821299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1149401193147821299&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1149401193147821299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1149401193147821299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-blogging-miracle.html' title='It&apos;s a blogging MIRACLE!'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-7381097691394528872</id><published>2009-12-19T19:56:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T20:27:25.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>Today is my father in law's 62nd birthday.  In honor of Alyn, Brenda decided to have a "surprise" dinner and evening with the family.  We did some dutch oven cooking, Alyn's favorite.  There was scrambled eggs, hash brown and biscuits and gravy.  To drink we had Orange juice, hot chocolate and milk.  For dessert we had ice cream with dutch oven cobbler.  Blackberry Peach and Cherry Apple.  I had the Blackberry Peach and it was divine.  Nash loved the scrambled eggs of course and I enjoyed it all.  ALL. So good.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nash had a late nap today so he was asleep while Bryan and I enjoyed a game of Bocce Ball.  Daryn and Mary got us hooked a few years back and it has become a McClure Family favorite.  So we were "supposed" to have archery, bocce and whatever else.  So far (I am inside on kid duty currently as the party is winding down and the kids are watching Aladdin) there have been a few games of Bocce.  That's good enough for me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a pot belly camp fire that we all sat around and gave Alyn his presents.  This year Brenda wanted everyone to write down their testimony and give to Alyn.  Also she wanted us to all do a "&lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?hideNav=1&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=f6ce56627ab94210VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD"&gt;warm fuzzy&lt;/a&gt;" and then return and report to Alyn tonight as we all put a fuzzy in a glass jar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our families warm fuzzies were:  Knox: himself.  He is such a warm fuzzy in and of himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nash:  Kisses to Grandpa everyday when he gets home from work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me:  I followed a prompting and made some cookies to drop off for Christmas for a young widow.  I thought it would be a quick 10 minute visit that turned into an hour and a half stay with her 3 year old son, 8 year old severely disabled daughter and 11 year old severely disabled son.  I had no idea how lonely it could be in that type of a situation, especially during the holidays.  I also can't imagine it without the Gospel, she happens to not be a member of my faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan:  He cleaned all the bathrooms (toilets) in our church building (stake center at Ocotillo and Crismon) this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The highlight of the night for me would have to be the Bocce game.  We actually didn't even get to finish because we began before dinner and tried to continue after dinner but were taken over by the 9-13 yr old crowd.   I cracked myself, Kennedee and Ellie up as I did a very funky victory dance after knocking an opponents ball away from the target ball.  It was quite amusing, if I do say so myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently Hunter is showing Nash what it would be like if he had an older brother and it is fantastic.  Nash is always so rough, wanting SOMEBODY to play like that with him.  One great thing about Mr. Hunty is that he is always there to do it for Nash.  A while back (I think it was day after Thanksgiving) Hunter let Nash jump all over him over and over on the trampoline and I think Nash was in heaven.  I also unfortunately think that is where Nash learned his love of tackling and body slamming.  That has become his favorite past time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, I guess it's time to go.   Nash is throwing his Hot Wheels and anything else that is on the floor at anyone who is left watching Aladdin, just to get some attention.  Duty calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-7381097691394528872?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/7381097691394528872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=7381097691394528872&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7381097691394528872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7381097691394528872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6943600652653494669</id><published>2009-12-15T18:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T18:56:44.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It makes me crazy</title><content type='html'>...that every time I sit down to blog the computer won't work or I pass out because I am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to get caught up for any back posts and then I think it is not worth it to post if it is not perfect with artistically interesting photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of my idiosyncrasies, I am posting tonight...YEAH ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are getting so big, and that is the reason I wanted to write something tonight.  I was giving the boys a bath tonight and I just had to write down how darn cute they are together.  Fortunately and UNfortunately, Nash is rubbing off on Knox.  Nash has gotten really rough lately.  He loves to body slam, tackle, push, hit, kick....all those lovely boy things.  Oh and grunt while doing so.  Well tonight in the bath tub they were roughing eachother up, and it was actually pretty darn cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Nash was using the tub like a slide, and going back and forth so Knox decided to join in.  The only down side is that Knox got a big gulp of bath water each time.  I had to stop them when Knox got a whole face full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knox is finally walking.  HALELUJAH.  He is 15 months after all.  He still prefers to crawl, but can walk 10-15 steps or more and can steady himself while walking, turn, and change directions too.  So I should say he's got it, don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since moving in with Bry's parents I have been majorly slacking in quite a few things, including taking pictures of the kids.  Or else I would have some new pictures to post.  SHAME SHAME ON ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and Nash were in the Queen Creek Parade, and I did get pictures, so I will post those...SOON?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-6943600652653494669?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6943600652653494669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=6943600652653494669&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6943600652653494669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6943600652653494669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-makes-me-crazy.html' title='It makes me crazy'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-3839686075561003949</id><published>2009-10-28T21:37:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:25:40.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knox is ONE! 13 months now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grrr...my windows live writer isn't working...guess these will have to do out of order...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SuklulTYQQI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ht24KI7Mlik/s320/knox+bday+060.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397887110597853442" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SukluLxWvaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/PGH9Jvt1aXQ/s1600-h/knox+bday+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SukluLxWvaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/PGH9Jvt1aXQ/s320/knox+bday+039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397887103744261538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Suklt47EoaI/AAAAAAAAAiw/KwSSUbtWDjU/s1600-h/knox+bday+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Suklt47EoaI/AAAAAAAAAiw/KwSSUbtWDjU/s320/knox+bday+034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397887098684744098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life seems to fly by over here, except for when kids don't let me sleep. Then it drags on...and on...and on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SukltR4-FlI/AAAAAAAAAio/W4O8KE-ZupE/s320/knox+bday+038.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397887088206943826" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sukh5F6KzkI/AAAAAAAAAiI/qwiaxBgWdRM/s320/knox+bday+001.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397882893102665282" /&gt;The boy who won't walk.  He refuses to take steps.  He is just happy to crawl around and cruise on furniture.  The most he'll do sometimes is use this little walker thing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sukh6I7R7aI/AAAAAAAAAig/AY7VcQXS66M/s1600-h/knox+bday+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like such a bad mom! I forgot to post about Knox's first birthday! It has been a whirlwind what with CONSTANT sickness from Knox and I and everything else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knox's birthday was on a Tuesday this year, so that meant that we had to go to the office the same night. I honestly didn't think 1st birthdays were THAT big of a deal till this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brenda went all out for our little guy. 1)She made us this incredible meal for dinner. 2)She decorated his high chair and hung up the traditional "birthday" sign including balloons! 3) She watched the kids for us so we could still go to the office!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so nice to come in and see all the little surprises and feel like we are truely loved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sukh6I7R7aI/AAAAAAAAAig/AY7VcQXS66M/s1600-h/knox+bday+024.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sukh6I7R7aI/AAAAAAAAAig/AY7VcQXS66M/s320/knox+bday+024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397882911092501922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The spread...yum.  I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sukh50y67hI/AAAAAAAAAiY/9__GeWH5crU/s1600-h/knox+bday+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sukh50y67hI/AAAAAAAAAiY/9__GeWH5crU/s320/knox+bday+029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397882905688731154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Knox is ready to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sukh5SKjfRI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/7l__7vmXf7M/s320/knox+bday+020.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397882896392617234" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sign.  Nash and Knox were finding letters with Grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(I also have THE cutest picture with Knox and Grandma McClure, seriously.  It is actually kinda fuzzy, but you don't even notice because it is so sweet.  I will have to plug in my back up HD and pop that on the end here.)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6599443275544026244-3839686075561003949?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3839686075561003949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=3839686075561003949&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3839686075561003949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3839686075561003949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/10/knox-is-one-13-months-now.html' title='Knox is ONE! 13 months now...'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SuklulTYQQI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ht24KI7Mlik/s72-c/knox+bday+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6405916237852133287</id><published>2009-10-16T10:11:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:45:03.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Days of Our Lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We're back from &lt;a href="http://www.chateauelan.com/"&gt;Chateau Elan&lt;/a&gt; and I can't believe the amazing time we had.&lt;div&gt;Every six months the company pays for a trip to Chateau Elan in north Atlanta for all new Regional Vice Presidents. We get treated like royalty and trained by the best people in the company. You are only invited to speak at this event if you make a MILLION dollars or more in the company a YEAR. (there are currently 63 million dollar PLUS earners)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The company paid for EVERYTHING. Including this sweet ride.&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/StiubxzJGuI/AAAAAAAAAhY/S5vDsQKvwnc/s200/lincoln_town_car_sedan.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393252346023713506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 136px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;image courtesy of &lt;a href="http://portcanaverallimoservices.com/images/lincoln_town_car_sedan.gif"&gt;http://portcanaverallimoservices.com/images/lincoln_town_car_sedan.gif&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://portcanaverallimoservices.com/images/lincoln_town_car_sedan.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Have you ever seen the limo drivers at the airport with the signs for "Vanderbilt", "Smith", "Jolie-Pitt" ? Well I couldn't believe it when I heard, "Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. McClure? I'll take your bags. Welcome to Atlanta! There are cold beverages waiting inside, just relax and we'll be at the Chateau in 30 minutes." ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The company covered all tips, meals, transportation, resort stay, you name it, we didn't pay for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Here are some photo highlights of one of the most amazing vacations of our lives (so far).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/StiztgXGMnI/AAAAAAAAAho/CGyopfutmVY/s320/chateau+elan+002.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393258148138463858" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/StiztOE1uoI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Fy3KNXe0DC0/s320/chateau+elan+001.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393258143230048898" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The limo ride...the magazines said $28 each...there was ice cold water waiting and the driver picked up or luggage and was so kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/StizvIlGlbI/AAAAAAAAAiA/OSeiTkkjTjo/s320/chateau+elan+016.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393258176114496946" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bafroom...it was so nice.  Bryan even surprised me with a candlelit and rose petal bubble bath...so romantical!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Stizuof3A6I/AAAAAAAAAh4/vgyjrmUnByQ/s1600-h/chateau+elan+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Stizuof3A6I/AAAAAAAAAh4/vgyjrmUnByQ/s320/chateau+elan+019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393258167502570402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This bed was TO DIE FOR.  It was so thick and cushiony.  There was like a hundred pillows, but I loved the black out curtains the best.  I really need to go to Wal-mart and get some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/StizuHKg0PI/AAAAAAAAAhw/pga_7wIzJo8/s320/chateau+elan+009.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393258158554665202" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We met a lot of people, ate a TON of food, and learned alot.  I have more pictures, but lets be honest, you're jealous already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6599443275544026244-6405916237852133287?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6405916237852133287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=6405916237852133287&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6405916237852133287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6405916237852133287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/10/crazy-days-of-our-lives.html' title='Crazy Days of Our Lives'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/StiubxzJGuI/AAAAAAAAAhY/S5vDsQKvwnc/s72-c/lincoln_town_car_sedan.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6639344895465259697</id><published>2009-10-07T19:30:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:45:05.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Moved In! ~ Mostly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag4S2mrObfw/Ss1Rxz1h8PI/AAAAAAAAABw/CBBhTj9f6mg/s1600-h/logoIMG_4648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag4S2mrObfw/Ss1Rxz1h8PI/AAAAAAAAABw/CBBhTj9f6mg/s400/logoIMG_4648.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390054245202522354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag4S2mrObfw/Ss1RxbQayYI/AAAAAAAAABo/uj4LPAvmccA/s1600-h/logoIMG_4665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ag4S2mrObfw/Ss1RxbQayYI/AAAAAAAAABo/uj4LPAvmccA/s400/logoIMG_4665.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390054238604413314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things going on at our house...including a much awaited trip to Atlanta, Georgia on Friday!  Yeah!  I looked at the weather report and it is supposed to RAIN while we are there!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nash and Knox have had the FLU yuck.  Knox actually has had a nasty tummy for almost three weeks now.  If he isn't doing better soon, I am gonna have to take him back to the DR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we moved in we set the stage right up front that :  KIDS ARE MESSY.  Puke on the carpet and tile, diarrhea everywhere.  I am so grateful that my MIL has been so understanding and very helpful.  Bryan has been great too, he has been helping clean up the messes as well.  I am so glad to have some help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only sad thing about going out of town this weekend is I will miss my SISTERS' boutique.  If you get a chance stop by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maeboutique.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.maeboutique.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is out here in Queen Creek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are lots of fun and exciting things going on in our lives right now, mainly growing our business!  &lt;a href="http://www.primerica.com/bryanmcclure"&gt;www.primerica.com/bryanmcclure  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love our website, it is so great to help teach or re-teach the principles that we show our clients.  It seems like so many people out there just need some information!  They are just struggling to get ahead, and wish that someone would give them some insight!  That's what we are all about.  Check out our website! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I thought I would throw in some other pictures of the boys from our photo shoot.  Honestly, my life is consisting of a whole lotta lovin' on these boys.  Yesssssssssssssssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW This is Michelle~I used Bryan's computer and he was already logged in and I was too lazy to log out and then back in.  WHATEVA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-6639344895465259697?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6639344895465259697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=6639344895465259697&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6639344895465259697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6639344895465259697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-moved-in-mostly.html' title='We&apos;re Moved In! ~ Mostly...'/><author><name>Bryan</name><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/_Ag4S2mrObfw/Ss1Rxz1h8PI/AAAAAAAAABw/CBBhTj9f6mg/s72-c/logoIMG_4648.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-8785269438444604868</id><published>2009-09-29T10:31:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:55:09.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I don't live without</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386944095526563266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SsJFHRa_rcI/AAAAAAAAAg4/mx84rFHKtm8/s320/thumbnail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mary kay beauty supplies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have used Mary Kay EVERYTHING since I was 15. The cost is worth the end results. FOR REAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386945071741845634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SsJGAGG2wII/AAAAAAAAAhA/YcoLO-XZGYE/s320/thumbnailCA9E6422.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY FOSSIL WATCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Gotta be honest, there are about a HUNDRED watches from Fossil that I want. I wear the same one I have had for 3 years, but without it, I am lost. I never thought I would be one of "those" people who always wore a watch, but I love it.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386946231785219938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SsJHDnmv52I/AAAAAAAAAhI/2xN-z6vpI_Q/s320/thumbnailCA0FRN3Z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pampers Baby Wipes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;For some reason I don't mind Huggies, but I have to have Pampers baby wipes. Have you ever tried this kind? SERIOUSLY worth the money. TRY THEM. TRUST ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 106px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386947113566354290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SsJH28fwO3I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/YRkr4IhYiDo/s320/thumbnailCA8JTCNG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My PALM PRE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have said it before but FOR REAL.  My phone gets e-mails minutes BEFORE my computer does.  I can type in say... Bryan.  It will do a universal search for Bryan first in my phone then ask if I wanna use Google, Wikipedia or Amazon to find whatever I am looking for.  Yesterday on the way down I watched THREE You Tube videos, used Pandora, played tons of games, sent and received e-mails, and took some GREAT pictures.  If you have Sprint, you have to get this phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-8785269438444604868?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/8785269438444604868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=8785269438444604868&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/8785269438444604868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/8785269438444604868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-i-dont-live-without.html' title='Things I don&apos;t live without'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SsJFHRa_rcI/AAAAAAAAAg4/mx84rFHKtm8/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-5021500230632468506</id><published>2009-09-27T20:01:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T20:14:17.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels good to be PRIVATE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like I can talk freely.  Oh wait, I already did.  Whatev.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our last Sunday at our ward today, and that was so sad.  It was the Primary Program today, and also my little brother Marco's Missonary Farewell and Luncheon...AT THE SAME TIME.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to take off from church early.  I hope our kids know how much we love them and will miss them when we've moved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SsAodKq2JmI/AAAAAAAAAgo/IGQmLcQsxPA/s320/07159.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 283px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386349635880494690" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom made her famous APPLE DUMPLINGS...I had TWO.  With a HUGE scoop of ice cream.  I feel so stuffed, it is SAD how much I ate.  BLECH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SsApG2HZaVI/AAAAAAAAAgw/6fJIA0Jk4No/s320/downtown_tucson_arizona.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are heading to TUCSON tomorrow and won't be back till Wednesday morning...CHAOS.  We are expanding our business down there, and Bryan needs my help.  I am so excited to go, but feel so OVERWHELMED.  Pray for us.  FOR REAL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-5021500230632468506?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/5021500230632468506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=5021500230632468506&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5021500230632468506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5021500230632468506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/09/feels-good-to-be-private.html' title='Feels good to be PRIVATE'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SsAodKq2JmI/AAAAAAAAAgo/IGQmLcQsxPA/s72-c/07159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-9033609741742348285</id><published>2009-09-24T12:15:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:17:09.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE DAYS</title><content type='html'>What do you get when you have:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A cranky 1 year old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A two year-old jumping off his mom and everything possible yelling "I can fly, You can Fly! We can Fly!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A messy house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Packing to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A major headache&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;????????????????????????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nap time!!!  My fav time of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-9033609741742348285?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/9033609741742348285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=9033609741742348285&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/9033609741742348285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/9033609741742348285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/09/three-days.html' title='THREE DAYS'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-5746676981376962118</id><published>2009-09-22T18:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:19:47.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Private'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Greetings from Tucson!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/nash_knox/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=9049619"&gt;&lt;img title="Nash and Knox" height="400" alt="Nash and Knox" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmJuUnZoX0ZMM2hHdVJGYjlYV0hFWmcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/nash_knox/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=9049619"&gt;Nash and Knox&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=735256"&gt;MichelleBebe&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only 5 days till we are PRIVATE.  I want everyone to know that if you have left me a comment on any of my posts I have gotten them and will add you.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are currently in Tucson helping some of our agents with training and we just decided this might be a necessity every week on Mondays and Tuesdays.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thus my children have been...INTERSTING to say the least.  We forgot a pack and play last night and had two restless children in our bed.  NOT FUN.  I remember why we don't have our kids sleep with us.  I can't wait for them to sleep in their own beds and get 12 hours in.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On our way home tonight, just wanted to have a moment of peace on the computer and let everyone know that I did get your e-mail addresses and will add ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-5746676981376962118?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/5746676981376962118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=5746676981376962118&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5746676981376962118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5746676981376962118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/09/greetings-from-tucson.html' title='Greetings from Tucson!'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1919146886008394822</id><published>2009-09-21T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:40:42.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when $ is not an issue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/have_to_it/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=12272501"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="HAVE TO HAVE IT" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmxEeEVhUGFtM2hHSjg0NTRkY1F6dWcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="HAVE TO HAVE IT" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/have_to_it/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=12272501"&gt;HAVE TO HAVE IT&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=735256"&gt;MichelleBebe&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/dorothy_perkins/shop?brand=Dorothy+Perkins&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;Dorothy Perkins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;and debt is paid off and emergency fund is full...&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/6599443275544026244-1919146886008394822?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1919146886008394822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1919146886008394822&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1919146886008394822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1919146886008394822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-is-not-issue.html' title='when $ is not an issue'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1320805083231174067</id><published>2009-09-20T20:50:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:08:29.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Private Countdown: 1 week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb8GisGsJI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ba1Q__AKw7w/s1600-h/private_470x315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb8GisGsJI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ba1Q__AKw7w/s320/private_470x315.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383767593889214610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am still going private. I think I might actually change my blog address and start over. You can keep all your info but still start over. I found that out by reading on this blog: www.ifyougiveamomamoment.blogspot.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywhoo. My computer is back and running better since I ran a de-frag. (only took 12 hours for it to run...) Still slow though. We will see if I end up wiping the slate clean with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since it is back I thought I should post some pictures of the kiddos. My friend &lt;a href="http://www.jessicadrewphotography.com/"&gt;Jessica &lt;/a&gt;did a great job! Check out her site! &lt;a href="http://www.jessicadrewphotography.com/"&gt;www.jessicadrewphotography.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb6tVsmJ2I/AAAAAAAAAf4/z6_Y21YEZy8/s320/logoIMG_4696.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383766061393258338" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb6s8WvlxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/5gUHBD-tXcI/s1600-h/logoIMG_4681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb6s8WvlxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/5gUHBD-tXcI/s320/logoIMG_4681.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383766054590715666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb6sRIPnMI/AAAAAAAAAfo/GAbvi-TavNY/s1600-h/logoIMG_4715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb6sRIPnMI/AAAAAAAAAfo/GAbvi-TavNY/s320/logoIMG_4715.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383766042987175106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb6r0r4U0I/AAAAAAAAAfg/0Dlgg0yvsqA/s320/mcclure+collage+1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383766035352015682" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb5_y874uI/AAAAAAAAAfY/eaty3Kc2ZRc/s1600-h/private_470x315.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb727wr5aI/AAAAAAAAAgI/H7iwJE-0zd4/s1600-h/logoIMG_4469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb727wr5aI/AAAAAAAAAgI/H7iwJE-0zd4/s320/logoIMG_4469.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383767325741409698" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb72ZRQJNI/AAAAAAAAAgA/szihFWf45iw/s1600-h/logoIMG_4286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb72ZRQJNI/AAAAAAAAAgA/szihFWf45iw/s320/logoIMG_4286.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383767316482761938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-1320805083231174067?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1320805083231174067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1320805083231174067&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1320805083231174067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1320805083231174067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/09/private-countdown-1-week.html' title='Private Countdown: 1 week'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Srb8GisGsJI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/ba1Q__AKw7w/s72-c/private_470x315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1794508227552724583</id><published>2009-09-07T15:52:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:42:02.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Weekend Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Saturday Night, we got together as the McClure Family and had a blast at the &lt;a href="http://www.thebfsc.com/"&gt;BFSC &lt;/a&gt;and then a BBQ at Brenda and Alyn's right next door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knox always had a little crowd around him. It was pretty darn cute to see how the kids would just flock to him and try and get him to smile. Not to mention make sure he was NOT without a ball. He was WELL taken care of. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SqcxrP5rlVI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-jQvp1Cwlpo/s1600-h/MICHELLE%27SPICS+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SqcxrP5rlVI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-jQvp1Cwlpo/s400/MICHELLE%27SPICS+106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379322898989946194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids and adults alike played a game of kickball, I think everyone had fun? I sat on the sidelines and took pictures and watched babies. I was definitely not interested, sorry folks. Nash and Knox both love to play with any type of ball. Nash loves to play soccer, he thinks he is pretty good too...I don't disagree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sqcxqr5tVTI/AAAAAAAAAeY/a4uYGBbecxg/s1600-h/MICHELLE%27SPICS+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sqcxqr5tVTI/AAAAAAAAAeY/a4uYGBbecxg/s400/MICHELLE%27SPICS+080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379322889326384434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SqcxqD3M7hI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PRUmGxGj3Kg/s1600-h/MICHELLE%27SPICS+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SqcxqD3M7hI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PRUmGxGj3Kg/s400/MICHELLE%27SPICS+160.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379322878578454034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bryan dominating. What else?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sqcv73_080I/AAAAAAAAAeI/IiIBtXkzlA8/s1600-h/MICHELLE%27SPICS+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sqcv73_080I/AAAAAAAAAeI/IiIBtXkzlA8/s400/MICHELLE%27SPICS+167.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379320985607795522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Again, it wasn't very long till Nashy was taking care of Knox by bringing him basketballs. He was so sweet with him, I was ALMOST surprised!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sqcv7XxaErI/AAAAAAAAAeA/glY9RJlczO4/s1600-h/MICHELLE%27SPICS+194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sqcv7XxaErI/AAAAAAAAAeA/glY9RJlczO4/s400/MICHELLE%27SPICS+194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379320976957379250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later we switched "courts"? and the adults played volleyball while the kids ran around like crazies on the pads and shot some hoops. It is amazing how creative kids can be when it comes to entertainment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sqcv686vTOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/DdW7xqYD5a4/s1600-h/MICHELLE%27SPICS+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sqcv686vTOI/AAAAAAAAAd4/DdW7xqYD5a4/s400/MICHELLE%27SPICS+216.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379320969748761826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sqcv6RYix2I/AAAAAAAAAdw/uckiSCp6dv0/s1600-h/MICHELLE%27SPICS+239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Sqcv6RYix2I/AAAAAAAAAdw/uckiSCp6dv0/s400/MICHELLE%27SPICS+239.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379320958062610274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My bro in law Jeff used my camera...I warned him I would post one.  (Just a tid-bit of info, this guy, is a Bishop.  Go figure.  Jk Jeff.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We all had a fab time, and I love spending time with our family!&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/6599443275544026244-1794508227552724583?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1794508227552724583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1794508227552724583&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1794508227552724583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1794508227552724583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day-weekend-fun.html' title='Labor Day Weekend Fun'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SqcxrP5rlVI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-jQvp1Cwlpo/s72-c/MICHELLE%27SPICS+106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-7082403215075101580</id><published>2009-09-07T00:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T00:50:00.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know it isn't THAT interesting...</title><content type='html'>It has been DIFFICULT to say the least without access to a computer going on almost a MONTH now.  I know my blog hasn't been updated and I have even neglected to comment on others.  It definitely bugs me more than anyone else. The warranty company called about my computer, by the way, they are waiting for parts. Great.  What parts and when can I have my computer back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway.  I am feeling the desire to go private.  I have done it before and am now thinking to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really bothers me that I have so many blog stalkers out there.  People who read my blog, then don't comment, but DEFINITELY comment behind my back.  &lt;br /&gt;There are others who read it, but then don't comment for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;I think the FORMER of the two type of readers is the reason for this discussion.  My blog is somewhere I really don't hold back.  What ya see is the real deal.  What I need is love and support from genuine friends.  Not people reading my words hoping to expose my weaknesses and make themselves feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the good thing about Blogger is it's ease of use.  I can be private one moment and public the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-7082403215075101580?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/7082403215075101580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=7082403215075101580&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7082403215075101580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7082403215075101580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-it-isnt-that-interesting.html' title='I know it isn&apos;t THAT interesting...'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6182234840859314534</id><published>2009-09-01T16:46:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T16:51:46.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMILY PICTURES!!!</title><content type='html'>WWW. JESSICADREWPHOTOGRAPHY.COM&lt;br /&gt;Somebody go check out our family pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;My computer STILL is not back and I can't view my photographer's website on my Pre!&lt;br /&gt;As much as I would like to think this phone is a computer...it comes up a bit shy at times!&lt;br /&gt;Let me know what you think if you see them!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-6182234840859314534?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6182234840859314534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=6182234840859314534&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6182234840859314534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6182234840859314534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-pictures.html' title='FAMILY PICTURES!!!'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-2479205887962654717</id><published>2009-08-31T09:05:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T10:08:03.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It doesn't really work that way...</title><content type='html'>I believe in a punishment and reward system for myself.  It is a great motivator. Ever heard of it?&lt;br /&gt;I was lying here thinking man I gotta get up and do alotta stuff done. Oh! Maybe I coukd have some sort of a reward(pause and brew possibilities...)!  CRAP. I just bought my Pre.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Maybe I won't do much today.  I don't feel that well anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story=don't give the reward before you do the work.&lt;br /&gt;NOTED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-2479205887962654717?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/2479205887962654717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=2479205887962654717&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2479205887962654717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2479205887962654717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-doesnt-really-work-that-way.html' title='It doesn&apos;t really work that way...'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-942137486062753231</id><published>2009-08-30T09:31:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:42:57.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agency</title><content type='html'>Agency is a gift from God. Everyday we make thousands of choices, some are conscious whike others are not. None of us can make decisions for other people. That was Satan's plan, no agency. I ams grateful that I have the ability to choose for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I feel very strongly that our Father in Heaven is and will be unhappy with us if we take this blessing for granted. Constantly I/we make good and bad, wrong and right  decisions.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure why some decisions are so hard, seem so grey instead of black and white, yet I do know that is the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I have made some of those decisions lately. Now I just need to stand by them and wait for the consequences. I know there will be many. &lt;br /&gt;I choose to be happy. I choose to limit the negativity and stress in my life. I choose to do my best and be my best. &lt;br /&gt;I CHOOSE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-942137486062753231?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/942137486062753231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=942137486062753231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/942137486062753231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/942137486062753231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/08/agency.html' title='Agency'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6655728016417366176</id><published>2009-08-29T05:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T06:04:37.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I mention my PRE came?</title><content type='html'>I HEART MY PALM PRE. &lt;br /&gt;It came in the mail yesterday and I squealed when I heard the door bell ring at 5:05pm! Gotta be honest, I usually grit my teeth and let out a post vampirization Bella growl when I hear that sound in fear it might wake a sleeping baby.  Not yesterday HONEY! &lt;br /&gt;Then the YOU KNOW WHAT HIT THE FAN.&lt;br /&gt;I bought the phone under the pretense that I could use it under my current wireless plan.  Well at least that's what bad english speaking John David from Sprint told me on Wednesday night when I ordered it.  The boy was a BIT misinformed.  Or a SKADOOSH, either way, he was...WRONG-O.&lt;br /&gt;I knew he had to be wrong, I wanted him to be right.  After 2.5 hours on the phone with Sprint including on-line chat and phone calls by Bryan and I I had my phone activated with the 30 bucks more a month plan. IE the plan that you HAVE to have to use or even activate the Pre.  IE the plan that I already had under the cheaper plan because Bryan is a smooth operator.  IE the reason Bryant and I argued yesterday plan.&lt;br /&gt;I have my new, amazing, better than I even imagined, drooled over since I heard of it phone.&lt;br /&gt;I am also so grateful it came because the withdraw symptoms from Lexapro have been killer the last few days.  It was so nice to browse the web, send e-mails, make phone calls_ update facebook, google withdraw symptoms all within minutes, all on my pre, all at the same time, all while trying to ignore my severe and annoying withdraw symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Eric for telling me about the BEST PHONE ON THE MARKET.  True story? I love my PRE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-6655728016417366176?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6655728016417366176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=6655728016417366176&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6655728016417366176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6655728016417366176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/08/did-i-mention-my-pre-came.html' title='Did I mention my PRE came?'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-3557027457119101343</id><published>2009-08-27T18:59:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:08:40.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mae Boutique'/><title type='text'>Mae Boutique</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.maeboutique.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Spc7Nf-Q_ZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/hQomEzyqZEo/s1600-h/framedmae+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 391px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Spc7Nf-Q_ZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/hQomEzyqZEo/s400/framedmae+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374829783396973970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maeboutique.blogspot.com"&gt;www.maeboutique.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey y'all.  I have no idea how people survive without a computer.  I am about to go NUTS!  Mine is in the shop, hopefully it will be back by Friday...anywho...If anyone still READS my blog...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sisters and I have started our own boutique!  Tu-tus, hair bows, head bands, interior decor and much much more.  We are just getting started and I know it is going to be FAB-ulous!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will have our next boutique on the third week in September!  I can't wait to give you more details...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out our work in progress!  Hopefully we will have daily progress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-3557027457119101343?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3557027457119101343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=3557027457119101343&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3557027457119101343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3557027457119101343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/08/mae-boutique.html' title='Mae Boutique'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/Spc7Nf-Q_ZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/hQomEzyqZEo/s72-c/framedmae+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-9117866697471514432</id><published>2009-08-13T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:25:26.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Bold Statement</title><content type='html'>I found the OBAMA sticker above off of Facebook.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it says it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-9117866697471514432?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/9117866697471514432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=9117866697471514432&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/9117866697471514432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/9117866697471514432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/08/pretty-bold-statement.html' title='Pretty Bold Statement'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-5365104770518049331</id><published>2009-07-29T00:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T00:48:19.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misadventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Growing Up, Poopin’ Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-kLHEojI/AAAAAAAACEQ/qK-4efwd5Bc/s1600-h/IMG_6451%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6451" border="0" alt="IMG_6451" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-ksXa3GI/AAAAAAAACEU/PRS3SEt5E1o/IMG_6451_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Poor Knox, he only gets pic’s when he is doing something naughty or in his high chair…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He is growing up WAY TOO FAST.&amp;#160; He will be ELEVEN months old on the 9th of August.&amp;#160; Time is passing by all too quickly.&amp;#160; He has been the best baby and I WISH time would slow down…The other day Bryan gave him applesauce in the cup.&amp;#160; I am not sure why he did, but Knox LVOED it of course.&amp;#160; He likes to be a big boy and eat by himself.&amp;#160; Which definitely limits his diet to things that can be picked up with his chunky fingers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-lgkxeFI/AAAAAAAACEY/V5x16r_IQ08/s1600-h/IMG_6447%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6447" border="0" alt="IMG_6447" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-mE3y_aI/AAAAAAAACEc/RUNcOoKRSns/IMG_6447_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is also so darn mobile.&amp;#160; He has been pulling himself up for a while now, but he started cruising yesterday.&amp;#160; He is falling quite a bit but he keeps going!&amp;#160; He also has a harder time falling asleep or staying asleep now that he can pull himself up in his crib.&amp;#160; I love to come in and see him standing there, he starts bouncing and laughing at me…he LOVES me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-mnsjtII/AAAAAAAACEg/99ULD1ELVLI/s1600-h/IMG_6465%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6465" border="0" alt="IMG_6465" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-nC_uXPI/AAAAAAAACEk/Gmbw3f3I2Ro/IMG_6465_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-nWGIbjI/AAAAAAAACEo/67MiZDCfqGw/s1600-h/IMG_6507%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-n5FnREI/AAAAAAAACEs/gBoK3u_w_Yw/s1600-h/IMG_6491%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-n5FnREI/AAAAAAAACEs/gBoK3u_w_Yw/s1600-h/IMG_6491%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6491" border="0" alt="IMG_6491" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-oduzNXI/AAAAAAAACEw/EZtCZfIHk_8/IMG_6491_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-o2Kjk0I/AAAAAAAACE0/yYcL40-v1M0/s1600-h/IMG_6535%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6535" border="0" alt="IMG_6535" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-pUItBMI/AAAAAAAACE4/3H_w3ohKVWY/IMG_6535_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-qFAH27I/AAAAAAAACE8/5UI_fPh0gXE/s1600-h/IMG_6544%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6544" border="0" alt="IMG_6544" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-qeQ06DI/AAAAAAAACFA/DUKO8BMWSKk/IMG_6544_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-q5m3VgI/AAAAAAAACFE/AxTpG5mmLnk/s1600-h/IMG_6566%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6566" border="0" alt="IMG_6566" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-rQoJL-I/AAAAAAAACFI/wjxe6DMExFw/IMG_6566_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh my Nashie boy.&amp;#160; He is so very smart.&amp;#160; He is a negotioater.&amp;#160; Mom, I want chocolate milk please, I get it for you?&amp;#160; I open the fridge for you?&amp;#160;&amp;#160; OH Mom I so strong!&amp;#160; I like chocolate milk, it’s a GOOD CHOICE MOM!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t like telling him no all the time and arguing with him.&amp;#160; So I try and teach him about good and bad choices.&amp;#160; It is quite hilarious how he says it too.&amp;#160; GOOOOD CHOOOOOOOOICE.&amp;#160; BAAAAAAAAAD&amp;#160; CHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOICE.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He is developing into such a sweet boy, but a very active one.&amp;#160; He is killing me!&amp;#160; He likes to go to bed LATE recently.&amp;#160; It has become a BAD habit.&amp;#160; UGh.&amp;#160; Don’t worry, we’re working on it.&amp;#160; I tried to take his picture, but he squinted his eyes and gave me a silly face.&amp;#160; Then I said, I wanna see your pretty blue eyes, so he did the open mouth, bug eyes look.&amp;#160; NICE.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-r_4LhAI/AAAAAAAACFM/rG4uqtuZarI/s1600-h/IMG_6510%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6510" border="0" alt="IMG_6510" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-sZxUzFI/AAAAAAAACFQ/faJjYhNYRbw/IMG_6510_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-nWGIbjI/AAAAAAAACEo/67MiZDCfqGw/s1600-h/IMG_6507%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6507" border="0" alt="IMG_6507" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-siJ5snI/AAAAAAAACFU/8fYWIdLiwGU/IMG_6507_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So that was them growing up are you ready for the pooping out?&amp;#160; he he he&amp;#160; I shampooed the carpets on Friday and then Saturday morning, wouldn’t ya know Knox had an explosion on them.&amp;#160; GRRRRRRRR&amp;#160; I was so livid.&amp;#160; Good thing he’s so cute.&amp;#160; Darn, diarrhea poop.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-tVeXx9I/AAAAAAAACFY/v6Abkfzl_KU/s1600-h/IMG_6585%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6585" border="0" alt="IMG_6585" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-t-gGFpI/AAAAAAAACFc/r4T2LSrd0gI/IMG_6585_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-uSNr7EI/AAAAAAAACFg/ZlCHUJ7e-dM/s1600-h/IMG_6587%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6587" border="0" alt="IMG_6587" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-u7Olk3I/AAAAAAAACFk/tbfW14FaYQk/IMG_6587_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-vUE0l0I/AAAAAAAACFo/nGRsTpSxWig/s1600-h/IMG_6602%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6602" border="0" alt="IMG_6602" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-vt8g_RI/AAAAAAAACFs/47PgfCDn5mE/IMG_6602_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-wE1LRNI/AAAAAAAACFw/Wh4V8nGOqWQ/s1600-h/IMG_6600%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6600" border="0" alt="IMG_6600" align="right" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-whM3IKI/AAAAAAAACF0/LbSBpnV_Hz8/IMG_6600_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash DOES NOT fall asleep anywhere but in his bed unless he is SO EXAUSHTED.&amp;#160; Well that is Sunday's round these parts.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; 2pm church, kills us.&amp;#160; He crashed in his high chair and I was almost jumping for joy.&amp;#160; That was THE FIRST TIME EVER for him.&amp;#160; I can’t believe how grown up my kids are.&amp;#160; SIGH.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-5365104770518049331?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/5365104770518049331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=5365104770518049331&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5365104770518049331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5365104770518049331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/07/growing-up-poopin-out.html' title='Growing Up, Poopin’ Out'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm_-ksXa3GI/AAAAAAAACEU/PRS3SEt5E1o/s72-c/IMG_6451_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-3080249384731897892</id><published>2009-07-28T14:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:01:30.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Counted</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last night could be counted as one of the best in my life.&amp;#160; It was a doozy, but well worth it.&amp;#160; Here’s why:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To start out I left my sister’s&amp;#160; house at 5 pm for the concert at 7:30, PLENTY OF TIME.&amp;#160; Or so I thought.&amp;#160; I had to go get Cash at Chase, WAIT.&amp;#160; There was a BAD accident on the freeway and Mill Ave., WAIT SOME MORE.&amp;#160; Then I almost got lost, SCARED.&amp;#160; Then I get to Dodge Theatre and see on the Marque:&amp;#160; Wiggles Live Go Bananas:&amp;#160; 3:30 and 6:30.&amp;#160; SIX!&amp;#160; AH!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash and I start booking it toward the front doors, it’s 6:45.&amp;#160; Thank GOODNESS&amp;#160; they started late AND we only missed the first song.&amp;#160; Toot Toot, Chugga Chugga was playing when we walked in.&amp;#160; Nash heard it over the PA and said, “Mom, I need the DVD player!&amp;#160; I wanna watch the Wiggles!”.&amp;#160; I told him, “Do you wanna give Murray a high five?”&amp;#160; and we walked into the Theatre and he yells, “Mom, it’s the WIGGLES!”&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We had the BEST seats.&amp;#160; Literally 16 rows from the front, ISLE seats.&amp;#160; Murray and Sam walked right past us.&amp;#160; It was such a blur, I think one of them might have touched Nash’s head or shoulder!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash made a ton of friends the whole time, he would take them by the hand and say, “Let’s dance Friend!&amp;#160; You see Wags?&amp;#160; You see Dorothy?” .&amp;#160; He would run down to where there was only THREE rows of people from the stage.&amp;#160; He was like 20 feet from Murray.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yesterday made so many things worth it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1-&amp;#160; Sitting through HOURS of Wiggles videos.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2- Printing TONS of Wiggles coloring pages.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3- Not spoiling him so that when he had something like that, he ENJOYED EVERY SECOND.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can honestly say every penny I spent was worth it.&amp;#160; I am so GLAD I had this experience with my son.&amp;#160; The look in his eyes of sheer JOY made me SO happy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some fun things:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash was dying of thirst and tried to drink someone’s sippy.&amp;#160; Oops.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash danced and sang almost the ENTIRE TIME.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash made friend after friend.&amp;#160; We had a little group by us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash would run down to the front, dance and sing and then come back and tell me what he saw.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thanks to my Mom for buying Nash a ticket for his birthday, he loved it.&amp;#160; Thanks Bryan for working so hard (including last night) so I could buy the other one and have the experience with Nash.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Gosh, I am going again.&amp;#160; NO DOUBT!&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm9m_k86Q7I/AAAAAAAACC4/IC__60YAuJA/s1600-h/IMG_6686%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_6686" border="0" alt="IMG_6686" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm9m_4aPxGI/AAAAAAAACC8/lyy6Je_7LKY/IMG_6686_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-3080249384731897892?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3080249384731897892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=3080249384731897892&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3080249384731897892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3080249384731897892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/07/counted.html' title='Counted'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sm9m_4aPxGI/AAAAAAAACC8/lyy6Je_7LKY/s72-c/IMG_6686_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-8359383058519411372</id><published>2009-07-23T16:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:21:22.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misadventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Beauty, what is it worth to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;Is it worth:&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;POOP?&lt;/font&gt;&amp;#160; Lots and lots of POOP al&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;l &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;over the&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt; carpet, bathroom rug, bathroom&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt; floor, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;toilet and two year old?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;How about a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt; glass of milk&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt; with graham cracker &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;crumbs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt; spilt in your carpet?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;People who don’t have kids wonder why they see Moms at the store with greasy hair and second day makeup.&amp;#160; Could it be that because when we DO try and take time for ourselves THAT happens?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Beauty, was NOT worth it today.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-8359383058519411372?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/8359383058519411372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=8359383058519411372&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/8359383058519411372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/8359383058519411372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/07/beauty-what-is-it-worth-to-you.html' title='Beauty, what is it worth to you?'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1905271535107371923</id><published>2009-07-21T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:42:45.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SmaKpD4rVzI/AAAAAAAAAdA/e_iGtPQ4QYc/s1600-h/g_buddy_125_red_a_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SmaKpD4rVzI/AAAAAAAAAdA/e_iGtPQ4QYc/s400/g_buddy_125_red_a_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361124844453451570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Newest member of the family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-1905271535107371923?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1905271535107371923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1905271535107371923&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1905271535107371923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1905271535107371923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/07/meet-buddy.html' title='Meet Buddy'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hQF7yVw0txg/SmaKpD4rVzI/AAAAAAAAAdA/e_iGtPQ4QYc/s72-c/g_buddy_125_red_a_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-3098152760468328507</id><published>2009-07-13T13:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T17:56:07.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day I Spent A Week In Superior</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluU2oEOsaI/AAAAAAAACCw/j172EQMQ_Bc/s1600-h/IMG_6043.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What an eventful week we have had.  Wednesday we drove to Big Lake and camped, fished and had a fab time.  The car ride on the way up on the other had was the worst I have ever experienced.  That says &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; considering my second to worst experience.  Although it involves the same people, interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were going to carpool with Bryan's dad in their suburban so we were to meet at their house at 8 am.  Of course we were 10 minutes late and sped there, we didn't want everyone else waiting on us.  We got there and realized that they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; ready either.  UH OH.  I started to have flash backs to 3 years ago the summer day that I spent a week in the McClure's suburban.  After fixing tires, paper work, showers etc.  My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;FIL&lt;/span&gt; was ready to go by eleven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we were 3 miles outside of Superior, AZ the suburban quickly overheated and sputtered to a stop while it is high noon, there are two fussy babies and one strong willed woman in the car, and we are hauling a camp trailer full of food and supplies for the rest of the family at the campsite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We pull off to the non existent shoulder and wait.  And wait.  And wait.  Three hours go by.  Along with many phone calls, scary near accident experiences, potty accidents, on star button pushed by a 2 year old, and much much more our heroes arrived THREE hours later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back at the ranch, there was a funeral happening where almost all lifelines were attending.  It was nearly impossible to reach anyone who could save the day, let alone who had a  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;vehicle&lt;/span&gt; with a 3/4 ton engine, towing package and trailer brakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mel and Justin show up with TWO vehicles.  One, being driven by my BIL of my hubby's uncle who's mother in law's funeral had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; one hour previous.  The second of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SIL&lt;/span&gt; who came so that we could sit in her air conditioned car and get a break from the most frustrating situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The babies had spent 3 hours crying, playing, driving me crazy, hanging out in their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;diapies&lt;/span&gt; and driving me crazy.  I had spent it crying, being driven crazy, and regretting our decision to GO ON.  Everyone one was still waiting on us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness for that A/C.  The tow truck was on it's way and we were out of there!  First Dairy Queen stop, must do.  Who knew it would take an HOUR almost at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;DQ&lt;/span&gt;.  Was that Reese's Peanut Butter Cup Blizzard worth it?  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Debatable&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nash throws up in Show Low at a gas station, thank goodness not in the car.  More accidents, more tears.  We spend 30-45 minutes in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt;-mart parking lot waiting for ONE ROLL OF DUCT TAPE and we were back on the road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluU2Tl_1KI/AAAAAAAACCo/ialeKC6Od0g/s400/IMG_6054.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358039842380829858" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluU2oEOsaI/AAAAAAAACCw/j172EQMQ_Bc/s400/IMG_6043.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358039847876342178" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In between we see HUNDREDS of ELK.  On the road, off the road.  Squeal on the breaks, say a prayer and WHY OH WHY did we have to use that DANG spot light?  I've seen an ELK before people, and SO HAVE YOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluU14qay3I/AAAAAAAACCg/EzWmx02dYfI/s400/IMG_6058.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358039835151616882" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluT1O2bTOI/AAAAAAAACCI/OQ1qunwcm5M/s400/IMG_6062.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358038724416064738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NINE THIRTY we roll into Big Lake.  Nine freaking thirty.  ELEVEN THIRTY, ELEVEN FREAKING THIRTY we get the boys into the trailer and lay them down.  An HOUR later and many bed, play pen and position changes later, we go to sleep.&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluU1ka8tRI/AAAAAAAACCY/mXMQV6kHpX4/s400/IMG_6086.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358039829718021394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday we made worthwhile memories.  Nash caught TWO fish, Bryan caught SIX.  They kayaked together, Nash and I kayaked.  We made memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluT1t77dpI/AAAAAAAACCQ/lWc2PGbOofY/s400/IMG_6076.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358038732760643218" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the trip was even more eventful, trust me.  EVERY pair of undies was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wetted&lt;/span&gt;, all but 2 diapers were used, sunburns, stranded hours at the campsite, and ONE HUGE BREAKDOWN.  When we left at EIGHT PM on Thursday night, I WAS DRIVING.  I NEEDED CONTROL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MORE ELK,  a warning ticket for speeding, and a MONSTER drink that did NOTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We roll into our drive way at 1:45 PM.  Babies in bed, we start packing for LA.  4 pm I get to restless sleep, and 6 pm I wake up and we are at my sisters at 6:30 to drop off the babies.  We get to LA and have the TIME OF OUR LIVES.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALL WORTH IT?  : ) ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluT0ijn68I/AAAAAAAACCA/cOeUSiYPpe4/s1600-h/IMG_6137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluT0ijn68I/AAAAAAAACCA/cOeUSiYPpe4/s400/IMG_6137.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358038712526040002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluT0dnFsXI/AAAAAAAACB4/fLlW9NJEZpA/s400/IMG_6281.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358038711198396786" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluTzwVRtGI/AAAAAAAACBw/M1_aOC8R9O4/s1600-h/IMG_6357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluTzwVRtGI/AAAAAAAACBw/M1_aOC8R9O4/s400/IMG_6357.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358038699044090978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  We are changing our lives, our families lives and generations to come.  That is worth it.&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/6599443275544026244-3098152760468328507?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3098152760468328507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=3098152760468328507&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3098152760468328507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3098152760468328507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-i-spent-week-in-superior.html' title='The Day I Spent A Week In Superior'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluU2Tl_1KI/AAAAAAAACCo/ialeKC6Od0g/s72-c/IMG_6054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-2090259860218547006</id><published>2009-07-03T10:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T10:16:06.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don’t be fooled…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This short-sale, moving thing….is NOT as easy or fun as it sounds.&amp;#160; I am glad that I already know this is what we are supposed to do or else I might be wanting to change my mind.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Trying to clean / pack with kids is a joke.&amp;#160; Nash comes behind me and destroys my work.&amp;#160; Knox is MOBILE and is into everything.&amp;#160; I often times say, “Where’s Knox?” and find him in far off places.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On an fun note, Bryan’s family went and saw wicked last night and brought us along!&amp;#160; It was SO FUN!&amp;#160; I had heard such good things about it but was in love with the play!&amp;#160; I don’t want to give anything away but I will say that I would go see it again and again.&amp;#160; I had some good laughs for sure!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We are busy as can be, so sorry for not reading anyone’s blogs or commenting.&amp;#160; It’s all I can do to jump on every now and then and check my “crack book” moderate comments on my own blog.&amp;#160; I can’t wait to get reconnected.&amp;#160; I gotta get this place show worthy first, after all,&amp;#160; it’s already on the market!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-2090259860218547006?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/2090259860218547006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=2090259860218547006&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2090259860218547006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2090259860218547006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-be-fooled.html' title='Don’t be fooled…'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-5658089326145730883</id><published>2009-07-03T09:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:27:09.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>give a way ends today!</title><content type='html'>Mormon Mommy Blogs does give a ways all the time and they are FAB!  I am entering to win a rug!  But don't enter.  It's okay.  I'll just win it for myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-5658089326145730883?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://mmbreviewblog.blogspot.com/2009/06/jill-rosenwald-rug-giveaway.html' title='give a way ends today!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/5658089326145730883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=5658089326145730883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5658089326145730883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5658089326145730883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/07/give-way-ends-today.html' title='give a way ends today!'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1568179117037554533</id><published>2009-07-01T10:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:39:27.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP A BROTHER OUT</title><content type='html'>This incredible guy I know is an AMAZING SINGER, SONGWRITER AND NEEDS SOME HELP!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He recorded this GREAT song that he entered into a contest with MySpace for Toyota Music and he is in the running!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the email:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;It was accepted for a Toyota Music contest for MySpace and now i am trying to promote this. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The only way it will work is if it is actually downloaded onto your pages &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;(myspace, facebook and any other sites like that.) I am trying to promote my music anyway I can.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is a great artist, I have seen him live several times.  Please go &lt;a href="http://adsupport.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=rockthespace.fan&amp;amp;sproutid=GAA7HaQECIt37Dc8"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and post it to your facebook, blogger or wherever!  If you don't want it at the top of your blog like mine, just put it on the bottom or side!  Thanks so much for helping a new artist!  Listen to the song!&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/6599443275544026244-1568179117037554533?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1568179117037554533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1568179117037554533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1568179117037554533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1568179117037554533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/07/help-brother-out.html' title='HELP A BROTHER OUT'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6333217145045850189</id><published>2009-06-30T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:25:26.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>Not yet, but soon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The time has come, the decision has been made.&amp;#160; We are selling our house and moving.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After many sleepless nights, long talks and answered prayers…it’s time.&amp;#160; How can you argue with personal revelation? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;font size="7"&gt;You can’t.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Believe it or not, we actually have people who aren’t supporting us.&amp;#160; That hurts.&amp;#160; Yet, we know that we have received an answer and that we must obey.&amp;#160; It doesn’t matter what other people think or say.&amp;#160; It only matters that we do what the Lord wants and what is best for OUR family.&amp;#160; Especially because it takes some FAITH.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;It is such a humbling experience and such a sad one.&amp;#160; “It seems to me that when we go through the hardest trials, come the greatest rewards,” Mary said last night.&amp;#160; I totally agree.&amp;#160; This is going to be one of those times in our lives of greatest trial and biggest blessings.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;We are going to be paying off our debt and saving money.&amp;#160; It will feel so good to have a financial plan and stick to it till we see the end result.&amp;#160; FREEDOM.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;I am most excited because Bryan and I will be working towards our next promotion and we believe that with out the distraction and burden of the house we will be able to FOCUS and ACHEIVE our goal that much faster.&amp;#160; Who wouldn’t want to double or triple their income?&amp;#160; We want to, and we are willing to sacrifice so that Bryan can do what he loves.&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Debt is such a burden, don’t you agree?&amp;#160; It is always with you, always a heaven burden you bear.&amp;#160; I can’t WAIT to be free of it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We’ll still be in Queen Creek, thank goodness.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We are putting our house on the market tomorrow, our Realtor said that we could be out as soon as 2 months.&amp;#160; WOW.&amp;#160; That’s fast.&amp;#160; Wish us luck we still need to find a buyer.&amp;#160; A prayer or two would be much appreciated.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-6333217145045850189?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6333217145045850189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=6333217145045850189&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6333217145045850189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6333217145045850189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-yet-but-soon.html' title='Not yet, but soon.'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-4069515430177090560</id><published>2009-06-19T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:16:24.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Random moments in our MESS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well a lot has been happening at our house thus the non-posting.&amp;#160; Bryan and I went to an amazing seminar this past weekend and have been working to change our business, habits and thought process since then…THAT’S EXAUHSTING!&amp;#160; I feel like I have spent this week trying to “recover” and get back to work!&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sjvjmfq4l-I/AAAAAAAAB9M/eZRhz2FJmqE/s1600-h/reflectionshair1%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="reflectionshair1" border="0" alt="reflectionshair1" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjvjrZBcYDI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/WJnjE3HtXiQ/reflectionshair1_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I chopped my hair yesterday!&amp;#160; Yeah!&amp;#160; Bryan’s cousin Amanda cut it and she does SUCH an amazing job.&amp;#160; She only charges $50 for a cut color and style.&amp;#160; WOW!&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Plus she is right here in Cambria and the front part of her house is her studio.&amp;#160; Or only $25 I think for a cut.&amp;#160; It’s so NICE!&amp;#160; I have no makeup on and didn’t get much sleep last night, so I am posting a picture that it KIND of looks like.&amp;#160; I don’t have the peek a boo purple and the bottom isn’t all wispy.&amp;#160; This is pretty close! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I stopped nursing.&amp;#160; SAD FACE.&amp;#160; Knox was allergic to the amoxicillin I think and he pretty much weaned himself.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; It has been a rough 2 weeks for sure, but I am actually okay with not nursing.&amp;#160; Of course, now that I stopped I got thrush.&amp;#160; Why not?&amp;#160; He is doing fine with a bottle, he holds it himself and takes it like a champ.&amp;#160; I have noticed him spitting up a lot more and that’s no fun for him OR me.&amp;#160; I definitely took for granted my milk and the fact that he didn’t spit up much or if he did it was only breast milk and didn’t stink too bad.&amp;#160; Oh well, I feel WONDERFUL that I could do it for over 9 months with him!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash has discovered the Aristocats and he loves it.&amp;#160; SO DO I!&amp;#160; I love the music and so many lines from it.&amp;#160; It is so fun to watch with him and to dance with him.&amp;#160; Good exercise!&amp;#160; He is getting so OLD!&amp;#160; He says the funniest things and has such a sense of humor!&amp;#160; I can’t believe he will be 3 in November.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Knox besides not nursing is army crawling all over the place.&amp;#160; He has been &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjvjrvGcf4I/AAAAAAAAB9U/YD_jPVecnNM/s1600-h/IMG_5643%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5643" border="0" alt="IMG_5643" align="right" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sjvjs7h_KSI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/SRljRUgbXFA/IMG_5643_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for a while but man can this kid zoom!&amp;#160; If he wants something no matter how far or complicated it is to get he WILL find a way!&amp;#160; He is now sleeping in my scrapbooking room.&amp;#160; SADDER FACE.&amp;#160; It works GREAT for the two kids, but not for my scrapbooking flame that pretty much got snuffed out.&amp;#160; Totally a bummer.&amp;#160; Oh well.&amp;#160; At least Nash doesn’t wake him up or vice a versa.&amp;#160; He is too sweet, such a snuggler, lover and he is SO HAPPY again!&amp;#160; Yeah I have my baby back! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjvkAHpG4cI/AAAAAAAAB9c/5uhAssOs3Gk/s1600-h/IMG_5796%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5796" border="0" alt="IMG_5796" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjvkAwfj8jI/AAAAAAAAB9g/XMLRRR85ifo/IMG_5796_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We sold our Kia.&amp;#160; Yeah, I guess we are buying a small motorcycle or scooter?&amp;#160; One that goes like 60mph or something?&amp;#160; I dunno.&amp;#160; I am okay but not okay with it and the car is already sold so…We were having to put HUNDREDS of dollars in it the past few months in a row (which we DID NOT have) so we KNOW it was time to sell it.&amp;#160; It had been a GREAT car for us, but it was time.&amp;#160; I guess 100 miles to the gallon is pretty good right?&amp;#160; Brother Bradford in our ward drives one, I think that made Bryan think it was cool or something.&amp;#160; He also thinks Bro Bradford can rock an old school lookin’ Vespa while he needs some kind of motorcycle.&amp;#160; ???&amp;#160; (only teasing Bry)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So that is just a FEW things that have happened over the last week.&amp;#160; I feel tired just talking about it all.&amp;#160; Good thing I am drinking a DIET PEPSI MAX.&amp;#160; Something has got to get me going!&amp;#160; I have a lot to do over the next 3 days!&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My amazing, wonderful, sweet, little brother Marcus should be getting his mission call TO-DAY!&amp;#160; TODAY!&amp;#160; EEK!&amp;#160; I am so stoked for him!&amp;#160; He said he wouldn’t open it till everyone got there so I better get ready and leave or else he might just open it with out me.&amp;#160; Little stinker.&amp;#160; Oh and speaking of Brothers, Eric my brother who works for PALM should be home tomorrow, he has been in the Philippines for 3 weeks for the launch of the &lt;a href="http://www.palm.com/us/products/phones/pre/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;Palm Pre&lt;/a&gt; . &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjvkBQNDboI/AAAAAAAAB9k/CUpgWd4hDAc/s1600-h/gallery-pre-01%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="gallery-pre-01" border="0" alt="gallery-pre-01" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjvkB2wKreI/AAAAAAAAB9o/EwoN7ZtaQV0/gallery-pre-01_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="182" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; I am dying to talk to him and see how it went!&amp;#160; I am selling stuff on Craigslist so I can buy one!&amp;#160; HA ha.&amp;#160; Sad, but true.&amp;#160; I want one and I am GOING TO HAVE ONE!&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-4069515430177090560?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/4069515430177090560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=4069515430177090560&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/4069515430177090560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/4069515430177090560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-moments-in-our-mess.html' title='Random moments in our MESS.'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjvjrZBcYDI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/WJnjE3HtXiQ/s72-c/reflectionshair1_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1163741947113336001</id><published>2009-06-17T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:53:35.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't get political...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's time.  Read the following!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glennbeck.com/content/articles/article/198/26742/"&gt;http://www.glennbeck.com/content/articles/article/198/26742/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-1163741947113336001?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1163741947113336001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1163741947113336001&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1163741947113336001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1163741947113336001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-get-political.html' title='I don&apos;t get political...'/><author><name>Michelle McClure</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05486341030874052462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSfVX0M1YYA/ToyySXlApiI/AAAAAAAABGQ/bkuHBp0_zcs/s220/302122_2358075552787_1277209329_2880002_4440626_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-922434376908369050</id><published>2009-06-10T16:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:49:36.981-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misadventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>You would cry too…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGd-lfl-I/AAAAAAAAB8M/7777p1CX_Lw/s1600-h/IMG_5785%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5785" border="0" alt="IMG_5785" align="right" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGeaS2YEI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/VM6rI8x_fiU/IMG_5785_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If this happened to you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Right there, under his leg (he’s pointing) is a whole lotta…stuff.&amp;#160; He just exploded for the 7th time so far today.&amp;#160; I think.&amp;#160; I’ve lost count.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5753" border="0" alt="IMG_5753" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGeuvVyOI/AAAAAAAAB8U/pAF7Vp_2dlA/IMG_5753_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s like a story…these pictures are…so funny.&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGfIiap6I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/bqhqM2pTcWg/s1600-h/IMG_5760%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5760" border="0" alt="IMG_5760" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGfuJhRmI/AAAAAAAAB8g/D4wjf_4yOh8/IMG_5760_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; “Let me tell you a little something my friends.&amp;#160; Listen close. “&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGf15ABDI/AAAAAAAAB8k/Wo0cLSkLaTU/s1600-h/IMG_5767%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5767" border="0" alt="IMG_5767" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGgRogqEI/AAAAAAAAB8o/R-BY-khjQcU/IMG_5767_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; “One day, I got sick.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGg2pRoyI/AAAAAAAAB8s/_E_6hdVPBOI/s1600-h/IMG_5772%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5772" border="0" alt="IMG_5772" align="left" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGhTbRGPI/AAAAAAAAB8w/YIU-NPwxLeI/IMG_5772_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Really sick okay!&amp;#160; I would have the runs like every other hour!&amp;#160; I didn’t want to eat my Mommy’s liquid gold, I pooped out of EVERY diaper, got all my clothes, sheets and body dirty!&amp;#160; I was miserable!&amp;#160; I couldn’t remember the last time I felt like myself!&amp;#160; I would cry all day long for no reason it seemed!&amp;#160; I was miserable!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGhtdC2LI/AAAAAAAAB80/Smurh1LaiY8/s1600-h/IMG_5779%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5779" border="0" alt="IMG_5779" align="left" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGiG1qQgI/AAAAAAAAB84/7FWPb0A1c7o/IMG_5779_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“I looked in the mirror&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGiyvGJKI/AAAAAAAAB88/2J6tqn39kks/s1600-h/IMG_5778%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5778" border="0" alt="IMG_5778" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGjBn5FPI/AAAAAAAAB9A/zWnVY803eMI/IMG_5778_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; and didn’t recognize my own face!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGjkR0sTI/AAAAAAAAB9E/zjIrBqNypl8/s1600-h/IMG_5764%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGjkR0sTI/AAAAAAAAB9E/zjIrBqNypl8/s1600-h/IMG_5764%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5764" border="0" alt="IMG_5764" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGj3NWjVI/AAAAAAAAB9I/C8tPfxMHpPo/IMG_5764_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“And I didn’t like it ONE BIT!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(orange tongue due to orange gatorade)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-922434376908369050?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/922434376908369050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=922434376908369050&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/922434376908369050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/922434376908369050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-would-cry-too.html' title='You would cry too…'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjBGeaS2YEI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/VM6rI8x_fiU/s72-c/IMG_5785_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-415588453117951588</id><published>2009-06-10T15:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T15:39:50.123-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creation or Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Serious Mayhem</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don’t know how people do it.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; How do Moms keep it together when…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Their kids are sick, whiney, out of control, crying all day, destructive&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; AND their house is a wreck, they are cleaning sheets, blankets, clothes, undies and more constantly&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;and they haven’t slept well in days??????????&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well in my case?&amp;#160; I feel like I am in the midst of SERIOUS mayhem and I escape.&amp;#160; Yup.&amp;#160; I make stuff that I feel like makes me happy and that I CAN CONTROL.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Ahhhh sweet control.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjAxFv-bGTI/AAAAAAAAB78/d1bmLDA1gSM/s1600-h/IMG_5751%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5751" border="0" alt="IMG_5751" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjAxGJprlQI/AAAAAAAAB8A/IHk1FfuuRGc/IMG_5751_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjAxGn1PlsI/AAAAAAAAB8E/5WVAWIek9DI/s1600-h/IMG_5750%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5750" border="0" alt="IMG_5750" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjAxHqJk0mI/AAAAAAAAB8I/IekU14qaQvI/IMG_5750_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I “escaped” to my parents house on Monday night and made some hair clips thanks to my awesome SIL &lt;a href="http://www.mcclevefamily.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Christine&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;#160; She was so sweet, she let me use all her stuff and I can’t thank her enough.&amp;#160; I even wore one of the clips last night to my office and I loved it.&amp;#160; I know they might be a bit young for me but I still liked it.&amp;#160; I SHOULD save these in&amp;#160; a baggy for my little girlies to come.&amp;#160; NO ANNOUNCEMENT, JUST PREDICTION.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I also made a little canister/pencil holder/whatever AND card for &lt;a href="http://spencerjessdrew.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Miss Jessica&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; It was her birthday a few weeks ago and I was SLACKIN’.&amp;#160; I hope this makes up for it.&amp;#160; I sure had fun putting them together!&amp;#160; My favorite thing about the canister is she can put a label in the bracket thingy to say whatever she wants!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So Nash is feeling like himself again.&amp;#160; Which is GREAT and HORRIBLE.&amp;#160; He is crazy.&amp;#160; I folded all this laundry yesterday and he unfolded most of it this morning.&amp;#160; Yeah.&amp;#160; JUST like himself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Knox has had the RUNS since Friday.&amp;#160; Out the diaper, all over the place, runs.&amp;#160; He is also deciding to stop nursing.&amp;#160; Not all together, just when HE doesn’t want to.&amp;#160; LOVELY.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So THAT is why I am in my craft room.&amp;#160; Shhh don’t tell the kids where I am k?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(Knox just woke and Nash is asleep, guess DUTY calls.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-415588453117951588?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/415588453117951588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=415588453117951588&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/415588453117951588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/415588453117951588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/06/serious-mayhem.html' title='Serious Mayhem'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SjAxGJprlQI/AAAAAAAAB8A/IHk1FfuuRGc/s72-c/IMG_5751_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-9062835057065954141</id><published>2009-06-08T15:41:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T15:54:48.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Zucchini Cake</title><content type='html'>Well Nash calls it cake anyway!  I got some Zucchini from Bryan's sister Tara and I made some Zucchini on Sunday using his other sister Sarah's recipe!  It turned out FABULOUS!  I did get some clumps of flour mixed in so there were a few small light spots in the bread but besides that PERFECT recipe.  Ready?  Here it is!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Zucchini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; Bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Sarah Hatch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 c. vegetable oil (or 1 c. applesauce)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 c. sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 tsp. vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 tsp. cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 c. zucchini (and / or carrots)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 c. flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tsp. baking soda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 tsp. salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beat eggs until thick.  Slowly add oil, then sugar.  Add 3 teaspoons vanilla and 3 teaspoons cinnamon.  Beat well, then add 2 cups zucchini.  Fill 2 greased loaf pans.  Bake 1 hour at 325 F.  If applesauce is used, only bake 45 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to bake mine longer, so I am not sure about the time, but that is easy to watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had never made this kind of bread before so I was SUPER anxious when I started.  I used a HUGE zucchini and so there was a ton of liquid in my Bosch.  So I (called my Mother-in-law and she said to) drained the liquid out first before adding it to the mix.  I also thought maybe I wasn't supposed to put in the seeds and maybe that was why it was so wet, but I found out you add it all!  Hey all the more healthy right?  I have a few more Zucchini's and I plan on making some more bread and some FRIED zucchini.  He he he.  Not so healthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-9062835057065954141?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/9062835057065954141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=9062835057065954141&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/9062835057065954141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/9062835057065954141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/06/zucchini-cake.html' title='Zucchini Cake'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-5965077911733412733</id><published>2009-06-05T16:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:14:11.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>It’s a hard KNOCK life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmmMsjUGI/AAAAAAAAB6c/trbKuMB23Qg/s1600-h/IMG_5709%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5709" border="0" alt="IMG_5709" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Simmm2fi23I/AAAAAAAAB6g/AZswSfmco-E/IMG_5709_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmnVXYcSI/AAAAAAAAB6k/GwV3zQe20yo/s1600-h/IMG_5704%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5704" border="0" alt="IMG_5704" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmnzX06aI/AAAAAAAAB6o/yGOenCI2qW8/IMG_5704_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Knox got a cold starting Sunday and it turned into a double ear infection by Tuesday morning.&amp;#160; I am glad he is feeling a bit better.&amp;#160; Well good enough to play with his little mirror friend.&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmoUAtAJI/AAAAAAAAB6s/O6AZ9_Jqats/s1600-h/IMG_5748%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5748" border="0" alt="IMG_5748" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmoxpH7II/AAAAAAAAB6w/7xaNPw9673E/IMG_5748_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmpCO_UaI/AAAAAAAAB60/YkydpO6auVM/s1600-h/IMG_5727%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5727" border="0" alt="IMG_5727" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Simmpmy0jFI/AAAAAAAAB64/ztFnyx8fYBU/IMG_5727_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmqCQKehI/AAAAAAAAB68/oLm5WMVSiws/s1600-h/IMG_5729%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5729" border="0" alt="IMG_5729" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmqqxuvAI/AAAAAAAAB7A/gX9PphiaQJY/IMG_5729_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmrEcZj9I/AAAAAAAAB7E/wbcIXQuuWXk/s1600-h/IMG_5735%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5735" border="0" alt="IMG_5735" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmrWqpcZI/AAAAAAAAB7I/ohyGnHbXNSg/IMG_5735_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our one tooth wonder.&amp;#160; Still only ONE tooth.&amp;#160; Yes, he is kissable.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Simmrx6K3GI/AAAAAAAAB7M/QiZL-aeZB50/s1600-h/IMG_5737%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5737" border="0" alt="IMG_5737" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmsUwmuuI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/f5rsd9srE0o/IMG_5737_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmsrBNOdI/AAAAAAAAB7U/ZAj39I96WSo/s1600-h/IMG_5741%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5741" border="0" alt="IMG_5741" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmtP3qnNI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/whoB9oSCICg/IMG_5741_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmtoJKTwI/AAAAAAAAB7c/FdiecdKv0S0/s1600-h/IMG_5742%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5742" border="0" alt="IMG_5742" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Simmt8XIAQI/AAAAAAAAB7g/fQxs4JFW4B8/IMG_5742_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmuWFng7I/AAAAAAAAB7k/YB0vue6KyWo/s1600-h/IMG_5743%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5743" border="0" alt="IMG_5743" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmuwrZrCI/AAAAAAAAB7o/R33FZodH884/IMG_5743_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmvfrTdGI/AAAAAAAAB7s/6oN3W7-XbdM/s1600-h/IMG_5744%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5744" border="0" alt="IMG_5744" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Simmvnu7saI/AAAAAAAAB7w/5IXAacobRNo/IMG_5744_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimmwCoIY1I/AAAAAAAAB70/DRpMncIKJxU/s1600-h/IMG_5747%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5747" border="0" alt="IMG_5747" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Simmwupxy3I/AAAAAAAAB74/9jFXzuQZ2Is/IMG_5747_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I guess the clean scrapbook room is good for something huh?&amp;#160; Or at least the ridiculous mirror for closet doors are good for something.&amp;#160; I was crafting when Knox crept over to the closet and started to head butt the mirror.&amp;#160; Have I told you about his head butting?&amp;#160; If you put your head down he will put his down and meet your forehead with his.&amp;#160; I’ll have to put a video on because it is hard to describe.&amp;#160; IT IS ADORABLE.&amp;#160; (Oh and he doesn’t hit his head hard on yours, it is like he is saying, I love you.)&amp;#160; Well he just loved all over his little mirror friend.&amp;#160; He would talk to him, kiss him, head butt him and even play hide and seek!&amp;#160; I took like A ZILLION pictures I know, but I couldn’t resist.&amp;#160; I have an inkling that he is getting what Nash has too…he started getting REALLY fussy after these pictures and all he wanted was for me to hold him while he sucked on his thumb while holding my garments in his hand.&amp;#160; ANOTHER adorable thing he does.&amp;#160; My tummy feels a little funny,but I am trying to ignore it.&amp;#160; I CAN’T get sick.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-5965077911733412733?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/5965077911733412733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=5965077911733412733&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5965077911733412733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5965077911733412733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-hard-knock-life.html' title='It’s a hard KNOCK life'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Simmm2fi23I/AAAAAAAAB6g/AZswSfmco-E/s72-c/IMG_5709_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-5354656591568611131</id><published>2009-06-05T15:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T16:00:15.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creation or Inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Whatever (Bryan’s FAV word)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimgtFL5JzI/AAAAAAAAB5c/Pr3zG_yGvRU/s1600-h/IMG_5711%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5711" border="0" alt="IMG_5711" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimgtejZ0fI/AAAAAAAAB5g/O_t3VIaTJOU/IMG_5711_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimguBtrvGI/AAAAAAAAB5k/lQQcSeve5Vk/s1600-h/IMG_5712%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5712" border="0" alt="IMG_5712" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimguaC7-UI/AAAAAAAAB5o/4JUx39QiYv8/IMG_5712_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt; 2&lt;/font&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Simgu7UlAcI/AAAAAAAAB5s/_TleaMStMyg/s1600-h/IMG_5714%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5714" border="0" alt="IMG_5714" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimgveXAx-I/AAAAAAAAB5w/s7lYCFV-gug/IMG_5714_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt; 3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Simgvy_N3GI/AAAAAAAAB50/Dg-tUNZ7a38/s1600-h/IMG_5716%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5716" border="0" alt="IMG_5716" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimgwRHUqqI/AAAAAAAAB54/llOfnBPxTc8/IMG_5716_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&amp;#160; 4&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Simgw6toFvI/AAAAAAAAB58/F1U055DwsvA/s1600-h/IMG_5717%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5717" border="0" alt="IMG_5717" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimgxEhVGEI/AAAAAAAAB6A/_5-jzwFtQIw/IMG_5717_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimgxgbYLtI/AAAAAAAAB6E/tXr2qBkcARY/s1600-h/IMG_5713%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5713" border="0" alt="IMG_5713" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimgyamVGsI/AAAAAAAAB6I/VaN9fftSkgA/IMG_5713_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;5&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; 6&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay, THIS did not turn out how I thought it would.&amp;#160; Well technically I’m not done yet.&amp;#160; I just decided to throw in the towel for now and yell “Whatever!”&amp;#160; Which BTW is NOT Bryan’s favorite word.&amp;#160; He HATES it when I say that.&amp;#160; : )&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Okay.&amp;#160; The whole reason for cleaning my “craft” room was to make it so Knox could sleep in here.&amp;#160; I needed to clear a space for his crib.&amp;#160; See picture 2.&amp;#160; Well, that got done.&amp;#160; Then as I proceeded to organize, dejunk and rediscover my treasures…..I just can’t give this room up!&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Plus since Nash has been sick, Knox has been able to sleep better since Nash doesn’t give up much of a fight these last few days.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So Picture 1.&amp;#160; The whole shebang.&amp;#160; I now have much more workspace and I love opening the window and having natural sun light in this room.&amp;#160; I just have to get out of my “loungewear” aka “G”s.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Picture 2.&amp;#160; Where Knox’s crib is supposed to go.&amp;#160; We’ll just leave that spot blank for now.&amp;#160; If we have future challenges, he will be moving.&amp;#160; Fingers crossed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Picture 3.&amp;#160; Thought I should mention all the stuff on the desk.&amp;#160; My messy treasures.&amp;#160; These are all UNFINISHED projects.&amp;#160; Like unpainted frames, etc.&amp;#160; I am hoping that seeing them up there will remind me to do them.&amp;#160; Ha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Picture 4.&amp;#160; My non-functional workspace.&amp;#160; He he.&amp;#160; I pushed this table in here to use for workspace and now we can’t open that hutch that has a TON of books in it.&amp;#160; Good thing we never opened it anyway.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Picture 5.&amp;#160; My cupboards.&amp;#160; Where I STOPPED.&amp;#160; I cleaned out a ton of paper and organized a ton of junk, but when it came to the cabinet on the RIGHT?&amp;#160; I just can’t bear to part with all my stamps.&amp;#160; I don’t know what to do.&amp;#160; Just when I think I can do with out them, I make really cute stuff with them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Picture 6.&amp;#160; On the top is all my cardstock and photo paper and below are all my idea books and mags.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know this DOES NOT look organized, but trust me it is LEAPS AND BOUNDS from what it was.&amp;#160; I have already made some cards!&amp;#160; Woot woot!&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimjeZbDfRI/AAAAAAAAB6M/HAjVx-c7H6w/s1600-h/IMG_5721%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5721" border="0" alt="IMG_5721" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Simje1KkYFI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/6hGdju7nxUY/IMG_5721_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Simjfa7x6jI/AAAAAAAAB6U/axbX_g6IccM/s1600-h/IMG_5718%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5718" border="0" alt="IMG_5718" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Simjf_0mo7I/AAAAAAAAB6Y/SYMLYCU58CM/IMG_5718_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh and in true McClure Mess style…here are two more pictures…These are my rolling drawers full of embellishments and tools and whatnots.&amp;#160; Oh how I do love monochromatic things…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-5354656591568611131?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/5354656591568611131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=5354656591568611131&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5354656591568611131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5354656591568611131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/06/whatever-bryans-fav-word.html' title='Whatever (Bryan’s FAV word)'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SimgtejZ0fI/AAAAAAAAB5g/O_t3VIaTJOU/s72-c/IMG_5711_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-5779470139966928855</id><published>2009-06-01T17:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:32:57.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiRzK_5HpsI/AAAAAAAAB5U/tH8QhaatK9c/s1600-h/scraproom-full-view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiRzK_5HpsI/AAAAAAAAB5U/tH8QhaatK9c/s400/scraproom-full-view.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342521690755147458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I want my room to look like this!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://www.kevinandamanda.com/photos/scraproom/new/"&gt;THIS SITE&lt;/a&gt; and DROOL!  You &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;WILL NOT&lt;/span&gt; be disappointed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-5779470139966928855?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.kevinandamanda.com/photos/scraproom/new/' title='SOB'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/5779470139966928855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=5779470139966928855&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5779470139966928855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5779470139966928855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/06/sob.html' title='SOB'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiRzK_5HpsI/AAAAAAAAB5U/tH8QhaatK9c/s72-c/scraproom-full-view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-2697783485692540096</id><published>2009-06-01T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T12:16:47.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>My Little Rain Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQo-C267EI/AAAAAAAAB34/VQwLgR0Cf0M/s1600-h/IMG_5693%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5693" border="0" alt="IMG_5693" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQo-jdJedI/AAAAAAAAB38/tTYDRRev7NE/IMG_5693_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh how I love him.&amp;#160; This boy LOVES to line things up.&amp;#160; ANYTHING.&amp;#160; Markers, Lego's, Cars, Balls.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQo_FOVRoI/AAAAAAAAB4A/WvuiRp8bMcw/s1600-h/IMG_5344%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5344" border="0" alt="IMG_5344" align="right" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQo_lVs9wI/AAAAAAAAB4E/2nNTk0EjUn4/IMG_5344_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpAMGp26I/AAAAAAAAB4I/L2SITGgp6kQ/s1600-h/IMG_5679%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; I have A TON of pictures of him through the years doing just that!&amp;#160; I am so glad I captured this part of his personality that is such a {HUGE} part of who he is.&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpAuUcjJI/AAAAAAAAB4M/dp4t4cgczuA/s1600-h/IMG_5690%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5690" border="0" alt="IMG_5690" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpBAUbMPI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/Erh6J9JipgI/IMG_5690_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The funny thing is he LOVES to line things up, … and then destroy the order. Hmmm… I think if there was OCD in him he wouldn’t want to destroy the order he made right?&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpBhfxW3I/AAAAAAAAB4U/kekRZwhdmo0/s1600-h/IMG_5696%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5696" border="0" alt="IMG_5696" align="right" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpBwy94UI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/abpqmtWwmX0/IMG_5696_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He is going to kill me one day for capturing him in his undies all the time.&amp;#160; It’s not my fault!&amp;#160; He does SO much better at going potty with just them on so he can get on the toilet quicker.&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5600" border="0" alt="IMG_5600" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpCT7yjBI/AAAAAAAAB4c/VyVAklcVf4w/IMG_5600_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpAMGp26I/AAAAAAAAB4g/nV6yzUrg36g/s1600-h/IMG_5679%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5679" border="0" alt="IMG_5679" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpDCC6MgI/AAAAAAAAB4o/hBwVDUv8xac/IMG_5679_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Which good news for us by the way!&amp;#160; He is doing AMAZING with potty training since the introduction of … STICKERS.&amp;#160; Who knew?&amp;#160; I did, I just couldn’t find them until I started to clean this….&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpDhWd6YI/AAAAAAAAB4s/q7PnOYo7dT8/s1600-h/IMG_5671%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5671" border="0" alt="IMG_5671" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpD5EKVsI/AAAAAAAAB4w/dKsuQPrjsVM/IMG_5671_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The deepest, darkest part of my home…&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpEZwgMRI/AAAAAAAAB40/ErGfiYAi5IE/s1600-h/IMG_5674%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5674" border="0" alt="IMG_5674" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpE-CPWaI/AAAAAAAAB44/3TjkfTVyM4U/IMG_5674_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpFYMiZeI/AAAAAAAAB48/cGw-1ADlThA/s1600-h/IMG_5673%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5673" border="0" alt="IMG_5673" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpFhuS5HI/AAAAAAAAB5A/jiX1JohfLHc/IMG_5673_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpGB1Ap6I/AAAAAAAAB5E/9yis0KFvA2U/s1600-h/IMG_5672%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5672" border="0" alt="IMG_5672" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpGh1P6QI/AAAAAAAAB5I/1tWddE_Z5nE/IMG_5672_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpHG9SJHI/AAAAAAAAB5M/R4VICdkuOBk/s1600-h/IMG_5676%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_5676" border="0" alt="IMG_5676" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQpHl-H9vI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/80SlR1w1PIw/IMG_5676_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; Believe it or not this is after a few hours of throwing away, organizing and more.&amp;#160; I can’t WAIT till it’s done.&amp;#160; I have to put Knox in here because Nash tends to crawl into Knox’s crib to “play” while he’s sleeping.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At least I love the diamonds on the wall!&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-2697783485692540096?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/2697783485692540096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=2697783485692540096&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2697783485692540096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2697783485692540096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-little-rain-man.html' title='My Little Rain Man'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SiQo-jdJedI/AAAAAAAAB38/tTYDRRev7NE/s72-c/IMG_5693_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-2532098372633654815</id><published>2009-05-28T16:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:26:35.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;About Nash:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh8dnqtZwQI/AAAAAAAAB3M/HioGa4ObCaI/s1600-h/IMG_5597%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5597" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="IMG_5597" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh8doIhGfVI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/77vXhJAilbA/IMG_5597_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh8doalCiRI/AAAAAAAAB3U/s9RzviqjrRM/s1600-h/IMG_5573%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5573" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="240" alt="IMG_5573" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh8dozpnrUI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/J7nPqHoa98k/IMG_5573_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He gnaws on / puts his hand in his mouth when he is REALLY tired.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;His memory is INCREDIBLE.&amp;#160; After checking out books at the Library he has them MEMORIZED by the end of the week.&amp;#160; By the next day he remembers the titles and part of the book.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He loves to dance and sing.&amp;#160; Especially to the Wiggles.&amp;#160; His new thing is to start to dance then fall and “slip” saying “OH! I slipped.&amp;#160; I’m okay, Mom.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He loves scrambled eggs, day or night.&amp;#160; With ketchup, please.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;His favorite color is orange, and will find EVERYTHING orange around him.&amp;#160; Especially basketballs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;About Knox:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think he might love CHOCOLATE MILK as much as I do.&amp;#160; His big brother tested this theory this morning. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He thinks that twirling around on his tummy, rolling ALL OVER, scooting backwards, and rocking &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh8dpXjikmI/AAAAAAAAB3c/aB5xEK-vTrM/s1600-h/IMG_5588%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5588" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="160" alt="IMG_5588" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh8dpxW6D8I/AAAAAAAAB3g/PShx7dkedm4/IMG_5588_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;back and forth on his knees is good enough for now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When I pick him up and give him a hug, he nuzzles his head into my neck and puts his arm around my neck and his fingers in my hair.&amp;#160; It makes me MELT!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He and his thumb are INSEPERABLE.&amp;#160; It is THE cutest thing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He loves attention and wants to see your eyes.&amp;#160; He loves to get one on one attention from Brother, Mommy or Daddy.&amp;#160; He just wants us to say his name, tickle, kiss, or throw him high in the sky.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh8dqAlrxjI/AAAAAAAAB3k/SXGZeExDdck/s1600-h/IMG_5593%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5593" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="160" alt="IMG_5593" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh8dqoM_77I/AAAAAAAAB3o/BIn4whm6nJc/IMG_5593_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh8dqAlrxjI/AAAAAAAAB3k/SXGZeExDdck/s1600-h/IMG_5593%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&amp;#160;&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/6599443275544026244-2532098372633654815?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/2532098372633654815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=2532098372633654815&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2532098372633654815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2532098372633654815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/things.html' title='Things'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh8doIhGfVI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/77vXhJAilbA/s72-c/IMG_5597_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-7722509901219886447</id><published>2009-05-27T19:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T19:39:32.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misadventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>oH My</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just took an hour to make a post and then I dropped my computer and it restarted before I posted it.&amp;#160; REALLY?&lt;a href="http://www.textually.org/tv/archives/images/set3/ANGRY%20FACE-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img title="ANGRY FACE-1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="240" alt="ANGRY FACE-1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh35VMgzMsI/AAAAAAAAB2g/4TNGE3mCc5s/ANGRY%20FACE-1%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="233" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Bryan came and whisked away my *lovely* two year old after a day of *interesting* times.&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh35Vt01UxI/AAAAAAAAB2k/OZVQ9JmN88w/s1600-h/IMG_5268%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5268" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="240" alt="IMG_5268" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh35WFz2TvI/AAAAAAAAB2o/p0E8lphVT9M/IMG_5268_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He also came home with a Pepsi in hand.&amp;#160; I love that Man.&amp;#160; Seriously.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh35WaWzdII/AAAAAAAAB2s/J2F4VuY3zSA/s1600-h/gthtrty%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="gthtrty" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="153" alt="gthtrty" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh35W2SgdSI/AAAAAAAAB2w/NX30WLp1Jqg/gthtrty_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a package in the mail today that had this little dandy in it.&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh35XH2zBsI/AAAAAAAAB20/9rkc7yT-_Go/s1600-h/sponsor%20giveaway%20clutch%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="sponsor giveaway clutch" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="180" alt="sponsor giveaway clutch" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh35XcP4vFI/AAAAAAAAB24/VHk-54npqHc/sponsor%20giveaway%20clutch_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I gotta be honest, not my style and will find a new home via re-gift, but hey I won it! I entered a give a way on Lolabboutique.blogspot.com and was so excited to win something!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh35X9kkP4I/AAAAAAAAB28/BRW_l-F18sw/s1600-h/IMG_5592%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5592" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="240" alt="IMG_5592" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh35YPVYZFI/AAAAAAAAB3A/2qtXOU5bous/IMG_5592_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While Bryan was away Mr. Knox was watching this ANNOYING video.&amp;#160; Honestly, it bugs.&amp;#160; He seemed to like it though!&amp;#160; It was nice for it to be so quiet around here.&amp;#160; Only church music and the coo of a little happy baby. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash is back now, and he is lying on the couch watching his &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh35YYjjMFI/AAAAAAAAB3E/_g0pt3dvbBc/s1600-h/my_little_saints%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="my_little_saints" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="200" alt="my_little_saints" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh35Y4SGHTI/AAAAAAAAB3I/CmJ-84GPZe0/my_little_saints_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="154" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;finds from the Library.&amp;#160; The Wiggles are his favorite.&amp;#160; I know I have said that before, but hey those boys can write some catchy tunes.&amp;#160; I find myself enjoying most of their stuff.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Things I did GOOD today:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-I put a TON of clothes in bags to donate and I even called them to come pick them up already!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-I got dressed THIS MORNING.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-I TRIED to hang up some shelves, and did some other FUN decorating things.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-I read LOTS of stories to my Boys.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-I played LOTS of toys with both boys.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-I hugged and kissed and took care of the ones I love most.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love my life, as crazy as it may be!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; (photo credits: google image, lolabboutique.com and photobucket)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-7722509901219886447?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/7722509901219886447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=7722509901219886447&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7722509901219886447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7722509901219886447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-my.html' title='oH My'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sh35VMgzMsI/AAAAAAAAB2g/4TNGE3mCc5s/s72-c/ANGRY%20FACE-1%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-5518766291284547055</id><published>2009-05-21T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:36:10.800-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misadventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>SIGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well after Nash’s record number of accidents yesterday, tonight was MUCH needed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He had NO accidents today and would not take a nap.&amp;#160; Which wasn’t too bad considering it is 7:30 and he’s been in bed since SIX!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As soon as Knoxy goes down, I am thinking it is time to do some more decorating!&amp;#160; THINGS I CAN’T DO WHILE THE BOYS ARE AWAKE!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/ShYPlDAKT2I/AAAAAAAAB2Q/Cw4WIwaBNC8/s1600-h/IMG_5553%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5553" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="240" alt="IMG_5553" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/ShYPliXWjdI/AAAAAAAAB2U/z9dzIn4tICM/IMG_5553_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/ShYPl3Rai4I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/_SJ3CAByc-A/s1600-h/IMG_5556%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5556" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="240" alt="IMG_5556" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/ShYPmlHoDwI/AAAAAAAAB2c/JbPOQjEq0tA/IMG_5556_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash is saying “That’s not a good choice” and Knox is screaming in these pictures.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love you boys, but I do love a break!&amp;#160; THANK YOU!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-5518766291284547055?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/5518766291284547055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=5518766291284547055&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5518766291284547055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5518766291284547055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/sigh.html' title='SIGH'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/ShYPliXWjdI/AAAAAAAAB2U/z9dzIn4tICM/s72-c/IMG_5553_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-8637113344193398274</id><published>2009-05-18T11:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:29:31.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Mormon Mommy Blogs Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I found an even BETTER place to enter for give a ways!&amp;#160; I have already one something from this site and I KNOW I am going to win MORE!&amp;#160; WOOHOO!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh, but don't enter.&amp;#160; Cuz I want it all.&amp;#160; You can go look though.&amp;#160; &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/6599443275544026244-8637113344193398274?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/8637113344193398274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=8637113344193398274&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/8637113344193398274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/8637113344193398274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/mormon-mommy-blogs-giveaway.html' title='Mormon Mommy Blogs Giveaway!'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-3055998098937773079</id><published>2009-05-12T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:53:32.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creation or Inspiration'/><title type='text'>A little peek</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My friend Marci wanted to see some of my finished frames…so I thought I should probably show some of them.&amp;#160; I have honestly lost some steam…and haven’t done much since spray painting them.&amp;#160; I am at a loss as to what to hang up.&amp;#160; PLUS we went and had the annual McCleve grandkids pictures done last Friday and I didn’t get ONE SINGLE PICUTRE of Nash by himself and that is what I wanted to hang up.&amp;#160; Don’t go there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh well.&amp;#160; I have so many sayings floating around in my head that I want to frame but this one was my fav word art idea….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sgm3mrtZxHI/AAAAAAAAB2I/BiP6_4pgzHg/s1600-h/IMG_5521%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5521" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="164" alt="IMG_5521" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sgm3m7ahpSI/AAAAAAAAB2M/QgknE8uP764/IMG_5521_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For record keeping sakes…The frame on the left is from when I was in YW!&amp;#160; It had a picture of Christ breaking bread in it originally.&amp;#160; Then it was placed in Nash’s closet and he got it out during a nap time, broke the glass cut his hand and scraped the print.&amp;#160; So now it is LOVELY word art!&amp;#160; The frame on the right was from Bryan’s mission.&amp;#160; It is an ORIGINAL print from the artist and it is a million little dots making up a sketch of the Nashville Tennessee temple.&amp;#160; He bought the cheapest frame he could find and framed it.&amp;#160; It used to be gold, yech.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So I can’t wait to see what else I get done!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-3055998098937773079?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3055998098937773079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=3055998098937773079&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3055998098937773079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3055998098937773079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-peek.html' title='A little peek'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sgm3m7ahpSI/AAAAAAAAB2M/QgknE8uP764/s72-c/IMG_5521_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1868135614217503283</id><published>2009-05-12T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:42:18.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misadventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>WAGS – Nash’s New Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sgm09NlFaDI/AAAAAAAAB14/Ebo9H7N1CRI/s1600-h/IMG_5524%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5524" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="IMG_5524" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sgm09ny_WWI/AAAAAAAAB18/k25NhYso_IE/IMG_5524_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sgm0-PWudlI/AAAAAAAAB2A/kumWYPcj-mk/s1600-h/IMG_5523%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5523" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="IMG_5523" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sgm0-SjeIAI/AAAAAAAAB2E/5GzNabYOg0A/IMG_5523_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;{ Please excuse the Post Nap Do }&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash had his first Build – A – Bear experience and I think we MIGHT be in trouble.&amp;#160; He was a bit crazy (understatement) running around the store (and out the doors) taking all the basketballs off of the hangers and touching everything.&amp;#160; Nash loves any type of ball, like I have said a ton of times.&amp;#160; There was NO doubt at the store that he was going to get the Suns jersey.&amp;#160; If only it were a Nash jersey…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am honestly quite impressed with Build-A-Bear Workshop.&amp;#160; It was a really neat experience and I will go back.&amp;#160; I never thought I would say that, but after experiencing it I guess I will.&amp;#160; It just means so much more than some generic bear at the store.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This little puppy is Wags.&amp;#160; Wags The Dog to be exact.&amp;#160; We picked him because he looks just like the dog from The Wiggles.&amp;#160; Nash has begun to carry him everywhere and love him like a BFF.&amp;#160; He makes sure Wags has his ball (see how he is holding it in the pictures?), that he is comfy and that he can get under Nash’s blanket.&amp;#160; Great.&amp;#160; Now he is obsessed with his blanket AND&amp;#160; a stuffed animal.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have to admit that I think it is pretty darn cute how concerned he is for the little puppy.&amp;#160; He will snuggle him and give him kisses, use him like a pillow and make sure he is in the same room.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hello Wags, welcome to the family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-1868135614217503283?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1868135614217503283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1868135614217503283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1868135614217503283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1868135614217503283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/wags-nashs-new-friend.html' title='WAGS – Nash’s New Friend'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sgm09ny_WWI/AAAAAAAAB18/k25NhYso_IE/s72-c/IMG_5524_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-3509666105315384456</id><published>2009-05-12T10:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:15:06.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Knox has a toofer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SgmuiUlw-1I/AAAAAAAAB1Q/EDJLcIrd1gY/s1600-h/IMG_5509%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5509" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="164" alt="IMG_5509" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sgmui9SyweI/AAAAAAAAB1U/qcuHHERWo1M/IMG_5509_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am so glad for the blogging world.&amp;#160; I can write down milestone’s in my kids’ lives’ so I don’t forget them!&amp;#160; Knox cut his first tooth on Sunday morning, Happy Mother’s Day I guess!&amp;#160; His next one seems close behind, but we’ll see.&amp;#160; It feels like it took FOREVER for the first one to surface.&amp;#160; I heard from my friend Taina that which ever tooth comes in FIRST is supposed to be the FIRST tooth they lose.&amp;#160; So for the record, it is his front bottom left tooth.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sgmujf0cYKI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/Cp27GkzS9MA/s1600-h/IMG_5511%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5511" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="IMG_5511" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sgmujyhf3NI/AAAAAAAAB1c/QvTiA7tHcmo/IMG_5511_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right now Knox loves to swivel on his tummy and get to where he WANTS to go.&amp;#160; He is not crawling yet, and I am so okay with it!&amp;#160; He loves to bounce in his exer-saucer or your lap, where ever he is, he’s moving!&amp;#160; He almost always chooses sleep over eating, even though you wouldn’t guess as much by looking at him!&amp;#160; He LOVES bath time,&amp;#160; I started letting him sit up in the bath and he is in HEAVEN!&amp;#160; He thinks he is pretty big stuff.&amp;#160; That way Nash doesn’t purposely splash him in the face and also so he doesn’t roll over and swallow all the water in the tub.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SgmukJe8IjI/AAAAAAAAB1g/3IXC0kepjI4/s1600-h/IMG_5501%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5501" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="IMG_5501" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SgmuktaafyI/AAAAAAAAB1k/8RWQIdUsQNQ/IMG_5501_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Knox loves to eat anything I will let him.&amp;#160; He loves the Gerber Zwieback toast,&amp;#160; the puffs, graham crackers, toast, Ritz crackers……well like I said, anything I’ll give him!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sgmuk6O34-I/AAAAAAAAB1o/WSyl9opS-cc/s1600-h/IMG_5515%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5515" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="IMG_5515" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SgmulcxzN7I/AAAAAAAAB1s/lSprssZf7EQ/IMG_5515_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SgmumHpK3uI/AAAAAAAAB1w/V2GWUgQyZj0/s1600-h/IMG_5508%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5508" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="244" alt="IMG_5508" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SgmumQ_TQFI/AAAAAAAAB10/1Yopjpt-Kfc/IMG_5508_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I think he is so&amp;#160; dang cute, but I am a LITTLE biased.&amp;#160; I am constantly washing this boy up, he is always covered in crumbs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-3509666105315384456?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3509666105315384456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=3509666105315384456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3509666105315384456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3509666105315384456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/knox-has-toofer.html' title='Knox has a toofer!'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Sgmui9SyweI/AAAAAAAAB1U/qcuHHERWo1M/s72-c/IMG_5509_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-3525226828085603390</id><published>2009-05-11T20:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:39:25.088-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Mother’s May</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Doesn’t that have a LOVELY ring to it?&amp;#160; I think so.&amp;#160; I think we should all petition to make MAY: Mother’s May.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Until then, I had a wonderful Mother’s Day.&amp;#160; When I woke up on Sunday Bryan had put a gift certificate for a pedicure and manicure on the fridge!&amp;#160; I think it’s so funny that he put it there for two reasons.&amp;#160; 1 so I couldn’t miss it.&amp;#160; I was going to eat at some point. 2&amp;#160; So I could sleep in and he didn’t have to wake me to give it to me. I had been telling him how bad I needed a pedicure and that I hated my heels catching on my sheets, well he got the point!&amp;#160; Bonus points!!!&amp;#160; I am so grateful Bryan took off work early so he could be at church with me.&amp;#160; Nash was especially energetic on Sunday because he didn’t get a nap, so it was great to have help.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My Mom and Dad made YUMMY dinner for us all at their house.&amp;#160; Pork roast (from the Schwann’s man which they no longer sell!), homemade mashed potatoes, green beans, corn, salad and Christine made a Yummy Strawberry Cake.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Bryan helped out with the boys which is one of the GREATEST gifts, don’t you agree?&amp;#160; If only he could breastfeed too.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I spent the day chillaxin and eating.&amp;#160; A lot of eating it felt like.&amp;#160; My favorite kind of day.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today was awesome too!&amp;#160; Bryan didn’t need to be to work till 1pm so he let me sleep till ten!&amp;#160; I KNOW!&amp;#160; I was so happy.&amp;#160; I didn’t know he was going to, I woke up at ten and was like WHOA!&amp;#160; WHAT HAPPENED?&amp;#160; He is such a good hubby, I love him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The boys were so good for me today, it was one of those days where you sigh to yourself and think, “This is why I stay home”.&amp;#160; My mom paid for all of us married girls to get a pedicure, it was fabulous!&amp;#160; Deanna didn’t come so I told Mom, Hey now you get to get 2 pedicures, not just one!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thanks Mom and Bryan for making it a wonderful Mother’s May, I really appreciate it!&amp;#160; {See, I slipped my new holiday in there and you didn’t even blink!}&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-3525226828085603390?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3525226828085603390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=3525226828085603390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3525226828085603390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3525226828085603390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-may.html' title='Mother’s May'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-5304101122697208769</id><published>2009-05-10T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T10:39:32.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creation or Inspiration'/><title type='text'>If only POLYVORE.COM were my virtual closet...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/motherhood/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8609222"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Motherhood" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFk5zdENXREk5M2hHMURPQzAxNXhOeGcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Motherhood" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/motherhood/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8609222"&gt;Motherhood&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/pepsi%20cola" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n137/0074life1/pepsi-cola.jpg" border="0" alt="pepsi cola Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well that afternoon I was DYING for a Pepsi.  I get so sick of drinking water and I won’t buy soda to keep at home, or else I’ll drink it so fast!  So I packed the kids up and we headed to my Mom’s to go swimming.  I wanted to go to QT but didn’t want to leave the kids in the car…when I pulled into QT there was a cop going into the store.  That answered MY question!  I guess Sonic it is, I said to myself.  (If I wouldn’t leave my kids in the car with the a/c running with a cop around then I probably shouldn’t do it any way…huh)  So I drove down to Sonic, who only sells COKE.  Whatever.  Once we left Sonic and got back on Hunt Highway I heard Nash cough.  CRAP!  I started to pull over and before I did he puked.  Poor guy.  I knew he was going to just by the way he coughed.  I cleaned him up and then let him sit on his blanket on the grass by the side of the road.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At least I got some soda I guess.  I turned onto Gary instead of going to my Mom’s to swim in her 85 degree pool…SOB.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash is doing much better today.  He hasn’t had ANY signs of sickness since yesterday, thank goodness!  I am just PRAYING no one else gets this…including Deanna and her kids and KNOX, BRYAN AND I!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-1628731477192401674?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1628731477192401674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1628731477192401674&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1628731477192401674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1628731477192401674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-had-ourselves-little-adventure.html' title='We had ourselves a little adventure…'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-3727409977547550474</id><published>2009-05-05T22:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:26:20.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Found a cute blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SgEfJQQLxBI/AAAAAAAAB1I/TN20W-Nz0Yk/s1600-h/71+God%27s+Unlimited+Minutes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SgEfJQQLxBI/AAAAAAAAB1I/TN20W-Nz0Yk/s320/71+God%27s+Unlimited+Minutes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332577677625508882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they only update it on Friday's...but I love LDS humor.  It cracks me up.  We definitely have a DISTINCT humor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-3727409977547550474?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3727409977547550474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=3727409977547550474&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3727409977547550474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3727409977547550474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/found-cute-blog.html' title='Found a cute blog'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SgEfJQQLxBI/AAAAAAAAB1I/TN20W-Nz0Yk/s72-c/71+God%27s+Unlimited+Minutes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-7719432467997476838</id><published>2009-05-05T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:34:21.203-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>One day at a time…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I feel like I should mumble this as I go about my day.&amp;#160; Yesterday&amp;#160; I woke up with the intention of being positive as much as possible.&amp;#160; I did pretty good honestly.&amp;#160; Yet I must say it has been such a struggle for me to see the bright side of things.&amp;#160; I know that there is more than one contributing factor to this, but that doesn’t make it any easier…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So yesterday when I was trying to cook dinner and there were 2 sinks full of dishes and more I saw this in my cookbook…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank God for dirty dishes, they have a tale to tell.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While others may go hungry, we’re eating very well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;With home and happiness, I shouldn’t fuss.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;By the stack of evidence, God’s very good to us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When Nash had a few accidents yesterday, I thought to myself…”I am so happy and grateful that I have a child.&amp;#160; A wonderful, smart, beautiful child here to hug and love on.&amp;#160; One who has a healthy body with no health problems.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When Knox was either biting me, or spitting his food out at me, or watching his brother instead of nursing I thought…”I am so happy and grateful for this little boy.&amp;#160; That I can actually nurse him, instead of feed him formula.&amp;#160; That my body can produce the milk he needs and that he can nurse properly.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am sure my family and especially Bryan has been wondering what the heck is going on with me.&amp;#160; I wonder too sometimes.&amp;#160; So I am making a concentrated effort to be better, and do better.&amp;#160; Even in the simple things, I am trying to make the best of everything I have.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I must say, it feels good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-7719432467997476838?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/7719432467997476838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=7719432467997476838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7719432467997476838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7719432467997476838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-day-at-time.html' title='One day at a time…'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1690851941292685532</id><published>2009-05-02T22:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T22:24:51.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM ON A FABULOUS VACATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/on_vaca/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8444241"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="On vaca" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkhyRTBWcUkzM2hHLThnWnY5Z3hmRGcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="On vaca" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/on_vaca/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8444241"&gt;On vaca&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a rel="nofollow" href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=735256"&gt;MichelleBebe&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/american_eagle_outfitters_sandals/shop?brand=American+Eagle+Outfitters&amp;amp;category_id=46"&gt;American Eagle Outfitters sandals&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px; "&gt;LOOKING FINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;HEY, IT'S MY DREAM.&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/6599443275544026244-1690851941292685532?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1690851941292685532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1690851941292685532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1690851941292685532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1690851941292685532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-on-fabulous-vacation.html' title='I AM ON A FABULOUS VACATION'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-5902210500206511924</id><published>2009-04-30T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:58:01.925-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misadventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Some other things we have been up to…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpzNn8jRJI/AAAAAAAAB0U/jiLHasfLV80/s1600-h/IMG_5350%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5350" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="240" alt="IMG_5350" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpzOKijybI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/H551C-o2c3E/IMG_5350_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpzOs8JRDI/AAAAAAAAB0c/VLbZh3XgFzY/s1600-h/IMG_5363%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5363" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="240" alt="IMG_5363" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpzPHo0g5I/AAAAAAAAB0g/Lo_s_fZk9-A/IMG_5363_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash has been a two year old.&amp;#160; He is finding all sorts of things that he SHOULD not play with and then…well you get the point I think.&amp;#160; HE thought he was pretty clever wearing my glasses.&amp;#160; Knox has been eating a lot of new things lately.&amp;#160; {DON’T GET ANY IDEAS MOM AND DAD}&amp;#160; Green beans, peaches, zwieback toast, puffs…and as you can tell he is LOVING it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpzPmWXHqI/AAAAAAAAB0k/_WBGbFaQ5wo/s1600-h/IMG_5351%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5351" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="240" alt="IMG_5351" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpzPyjGrWI/AAAAAAAAB0o/VdtEzWPept4/IMG_5351_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love this one.&amp;#160; It’s like he is pointing to the toast and saying, “I’ve tried, others.&amp;#160; This is the best!”&amp;#160; {The Truman Show}&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpzQdH3foI/AAAAAAAAB0s/n_OvN7wRhiQ/s1600-h/IMG_5377%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5377" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="IMG_5377" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpzQmRKChI/AAAAAAAAB0w/-xV8JYcNCLE/IMG_5377_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been doing more spray painting…thanks to my awesome Hubby!&amp;#160; The other night I was having a day from you know where and I called and left him a message singing, “RESCUE ME!&amp;#160; TAKE ME IN YOUR ARMS!&amp;#160; RESCUE ME!&amp;#160; I NEED YOUR TENDER CHARMS!&amp;#160; CUZ I’M LONELY AND I’M BLUE!&amp;#160; I NEED YOU! AND YOUR LOVE TOO, COME ON AND RESCUE ME!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He was literally home within the hour.&amp;#160; TALK ABOUT A GOOD HUSBAND!&amp;#160; I spent that afternoon spray painting… AHHHH….He spent it playing in the sprinklers with the boys!&amp;#160; He put Knox in his walker and put him right by a sprinkler head and let Nash run around with him.&amp;#160; They had such a good time.&amp;#160; I started to take pictures and then I thought, HEY!&amp;#160; Go do something while the kids are taken care of!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpzRM9UuBI/AAAAAAAAB00/YaQqfOVwyog/s1600-h/IMG_5374%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5374" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="240" alt="IMG_5374" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpzRV53NMI/AAAAAAAAB04/CJYlu17S2zA/IMG_5374_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpzRxFKx8I/AAAAAAAAB08/l_h-S7sgJ3Y/s1600-h/IMG_5368%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5368" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="240" alt="IMG_5368" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpzSVVK3NI/AAAAAAAAB1A/iDpFApMMWbQ/IMG_5368_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;More proof that Nash has been acting 2.&amp;#160; He decided to try out the exersaucer that my SIL Mary let me borrow.&amp;#160; It was HILARIOUS!&amp;#160; I know, mean, right?&amp;#160; Take pictures of him caught in the act and THEN get him out?&amp;#160; It was funny.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-5902210500206511924?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/5902210500206511924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=5902210500206511924&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5902210500206511924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/5902210500206511924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-other-things-we-have-been-up-to.html' title='Some other things we have been up to…'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpzOKijybI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/H551C-o2c3E/s72-c/IMG_5350_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-2266922755850444998</id><published>2009-04-30T17:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:20:32.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayhem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creation or Inspiration'/><title type='text'>I’ve been on HIATUS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have made about 50 cards since Monday….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know right?!&amp;#160; WOo HOo!&amp;#160; My MIL watches my boys EVERY Tuesday night and I wanted to do something for her and knew that she would love some cards!&amp;#160; (My Sister watches them on Friday’s but I am still not sure what to do for her…)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had some girlies over on Monday for a scrapbooking day and we had so much fun thanks Ladies for comin’ over!&amp;#160; That was when I started on the cards and I haven’t really stopped…My scrapbooking room has now taken over the dining room.&amp;#160; AAaH!&amp;#160; Bryan has been so sweet about it too, I am not sure why he has though…I am sure it is driving him CRazY!&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Taina brought over some really cool idea books from &lt;a href="http://www.scrapbookingtrendsmag.com" target="_blank"&gt;Scrapbooking Trends Magazine&lt;/a&gt; and of course now I want to subscribe for a year of them…It’s only $89.95 for 12 idea books.&amp;#160; OUcH!&amp;#160; Maybe next year???&amp;#160; Anyways one of the Idea Books had THE BEST stuff in it…I am sure they all do but I just looked at one Card Idea Book that I am now DrEaMiNg oF.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I even took some pictures with my camera…I know, how ghetto right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpAMWa9rYI/AAAAAAAABzM/X1RV4TFwGg4/s1600-h/IMG_5471%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5471" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="IMG_5471" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpAM01yBqI/AAAAAAAABzQ/u924co7auBE/IMG_5471_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpANB5lxSI/AAAAAAAABzU/wo8HkulOYX4/s1600-h/IMG_5442%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5442" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="IMG_5442" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpANid-5qI/AAAAAAAABzY/RL92UCoZYjM/IMG_5442_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpAOKnMw0I/AAAAAAAABzc/ZsKLW3mqF2g/s1600-h/IMG_5447%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5447" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="IMG_5447" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpAOsHVNsI/AAAAAAAABzg/9XsFqPoJYFE/IMG_5447_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpAPKGNBBI/AAAAAAAABzk/6PgLqzv65dA/s1600-h/IMG_5449%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5449" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="IMG_5449" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpAPQwvIGI/AAAAAAAABzo/1jAs1RSql-4/IMG_5449_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpAPzQTmBI/AAAAAAAABzs/Ia60ZEkodTA/s1600-h/IMG_5457%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5457" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="IMG_5457" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpAQWRIMqI/AAAAAAAABzw/y7t5EdM_Nx4/IMG_5457_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpAQxz4JFI/AAAAAAAABz0/KmLDropzFAc/s1600-h/IMG_5464%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5464" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="IMG_5464" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpARfu7klI/AAAAAAAABz4/mUG9BKCYzZo/IMG_5464_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PICTURES COPYRIGHT Scrapbooking Trends Magazine)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I learned after starting all of this that I am in SERIOUS need of some supplies.&amp;#160; I had NO Adhesive except for a HUGE roll of puff up stuff (non archival from an office supply store).&amp;#160; So here I am trying to figure out ways to put cards together with brads, eyelets and this puff up tape stuff so that I don’t have to go beg some supplies from someone else!&amp;#160; PATHETIC!&amp;#160; It had obviously been a while since I had made anything.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Regardless like I said I have made about 50 cards, and here are some that I made after giving Brenda hers…(I of course forgot to take pictures of those ones…)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpAR188LgI/AAAAAAAABz8/5ORU_pbIuWM/s1600-h/IMG_5484%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5484" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="240" alt="IMG_5484" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpASK4cUJI/AAAAAAAAB0A/6QfDsQVtzig/IMG_5484_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpASgN8zgI/AAAAAAAAB0E/Jn8HW5BXTW4/s1600-h/IMG_5478%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5478" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="IMG_5478" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpAS34MAKI/AAAAAAAAB0I/-RKxJeXyYyA/IMG_5478_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpATdXuFqI/AAAAAAAAB0M/_NPXJGDCzxE/s1600-h/IMG_5480%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5480" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="160" alt="IMG_5480" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpATnJUKyI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/eDHcldyFgb4/IMG_5480_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay I am seriously embarrassed now that I put these cards up here.&amp;#160; I promise the ones I gave her were WAY cuter.&amp;#160; No joke.&amp;#160; The first one is supposed to look like a present with a bow.&amp;#160; The one in Taina’s book was WAY better…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I get to use one of the “It’s a girl” cards today!&amp;#160; I found out my little bro Jared and his wife Naomi are having a girl!&amp;#160; Congrats guys!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-2266922755850444998?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/2266922755850444998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=2266922755850444998&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2266922755850444998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2266922755850444998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-been-on-hiatus.html' title='I’ve been on HIATUS.'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SfpAM01yBqI/AAAAAAAABzQ/u924co7auBE/s72-c/IMG_5471_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1768333150401525891</id><published>2009-04-20T22:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:22:00.737-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misadventures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>A smile comes to my face…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Se1XB7GIEnI/AAAAAAAABx8/-R6VlCCJ1yg/s1600-h/IMG_1133%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_1133" style="border-right: 0px; 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&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Se1XEyTQYdI/AAAAAAAABys/1zAMv8Qntqc/s1600-h/IMG_1155%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_1155" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="166" alt="IMG_1155" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Se1XFq3CyuI/AAAAAAAAByw/9KddFJvYOdk/IMG_1155_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Se1XGGMd4NI/AAAAAAAABy8/YWov_wL2_lw/s1600-h/IMG_1157%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_1157" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="166" alt="IMG_1157" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Se1XGUV4fbI/AAAAAAAABzA/P2wT7uq7oqk/IMG_1157_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="246" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;when I look at these pictures.&amp;#160; I had such a good day today! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; We went to the QC Library first thing this morning to return our DVDs that were due today.&amp;#160; They have a $2 late fee PER DVD PER DAY.&amp;#160; NUTS.&amp;#160; Since I didn’t want to pay that we went before they were due{okay so we made it by two hours}.&amp;#160; Then we went to &lt;a href="http://www.whettenfamily.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Nana’s&lt;/a&gt; house to jump on her trampoline.&amp;#160; Of course it is never a quick visit over there though!&amp;#160; She either feeds you or sends you home with food!&amp;#160; She is so giving!&amp;#160; We ate lunch of course and then came home for NAPS!&amp;#160; The boys AND I got a nap and then we decided to go SWIMMING!&amp;#160; My parents have a pool in Johnson Ranch and I figured with how HOT it was today that we could go.&amp;#160; It was 100 F outside and 80 F in the pool.&amp;#160; It was cold when you first got in but then it was LOVELY.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nash used to be so BRAVE when it came to the water.&amp;#160; He would just walk right into the deep end with NO FLOATIES.&amp;#160; Talk about giving a Mom a heart attack.&amp;#160; I guess since last summer he is scared now?&amp;#160; It was so weird to see him only want to stay on the steps and FREAK OUT when I wanted him to jump in or get in the water with me…Hmmm.&amp;#160; I really want to do swim lessons but I HATE to pay the money because Bryan can do it! { He was a life guard and swim teacher back in the day}&amp;#160; I put Knox in a floatie thing and he FLIPPED OUT too.&amp;#160; He eventually relaxed and I realized…HE HAS NEVER BEEN IN A POOL!&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;MOM!&amp;#160; GO GET YOUR CAMERA!&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He did great for a while, he just chillaxed in the floatie thing and then snuggled on me.&amp;#160; After a while though he would stick his legs out straight and let me know he was DONE.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;When I grow up, I want to be a mother,   &lt;br /&gt;And have a family, one little, two little, three little babies of my own    &lt;br /&gt;Of all the jobs, for me I'll choose no other! I'll have a family    &lt;br /&gt;Four little, five little, six little babies in my home.&amp;quot;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(and now for the best part...)&lt;/em&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;And I will love them all day long, and give them cookies and milk and yellow balloons.&amp;#160; And cuddle them when things go wrong, and read them stories and sing them pretty tunes... Oh, Oh, Oh!!!!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(lyrics from “I want to be a Mother” from Songs for a Mormon Child)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This was my favorite song growing up.&amp;#160; All I wanted to be was a mother.&amp;#160; Now that I am one, I think of these lyrics and have to giggle at myself.&amp;#160; I am so glad I had such a “positive” outlook on being a mother.&amp;#160; I had NO IDEA what it was going to be like.&amp;#160; I had no idea the struggles, tears, frustrations and challenges I would face.&amp;#160; I also had no idea what INDESCRIBABLE JOY I could feel until I had children.&amp;#160; I keep erasing what I am trying to say because nothing is good enough….&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My babies make me smile.&amp;#160; When I am holding Knox and he snuggles up to me, or sucks his thumb but has to smile at me at the same time…&amp;#160; When Nash gives me hugs and kisses and says, “Mom, I nuv you.&amp;#160; You’s so hansom”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I realize that all those tears, frustrations etc could NEVER out weigh the SHEER HAPPINESS my children bring me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get.” – Tom Hanks&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-1768333150401525891?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1768333150401525891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1768333150401525891&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1768333150401525891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1768333150401525891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/04/smile-comes-to-my-face.html' title='A smile comes to my face…'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/Se1XCbIWiPI/AAAAAAAAByA/7b6Xw1bz86g/s72-c/IMG_1133_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6478964015561875455</id><published>2009-04-20T13:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:22:59.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deals'/><title type='text'>I love giveaways, freebies and cool blogs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;If my browser could talk….that’s what it would say!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My sister &lt;a href="http://www.whettenfamily.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Deanna&lt;/a&gt; has the &lt;a href="http://www.bargainmoms.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;coolest blog&lt;/a&gt; you’ll ever see.&amp;#160; She posts all the weekly grocery deals{even better with all the coupon help}, awesome coupons from stores we all use{target, babies r us and more}, give a ways and more cool stuff!&amp;#160; Right now on her blog she has a free DVD link, &lt;a href="http://www.coupongeek.net/2009/04/huge-romano-macaroni-grill-gift-basket.html" target="_blank"&gt;a Macaroni Grill meal at home give a way&lt;/a&gt; and SO MUCH MORE!&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://www.bargainmoms.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Go check her out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Who DOESN’T need to save money and get free stuff????&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I feel kinda famous.&amp;#160; My sister created &lt;a href="http://www.bargainmoms.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Bargain Moms&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-6478964015561875455?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6478964015561875455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=6478964015561875455&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6478964015561875455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6478964015561875455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-giveaways-freebies-and-cool.html' title='I love giveaways, freebies and cool blogs!'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-4905518490041243175</id><published>2009-04-20T08:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T08:33:41.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Old News, but GOOD NEWS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SeyVanFYOfI/AAAAAAAABwo/8iBk9xeXI1Y/s1600-h/IMG_5222%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5222" style="border-top-width: 0px; 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 &lt;p&gt;Knox has been sitting up for a few weeks now, so I guess this old news…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But he is so cute!&amp;#160; He loves to reach for things and it is amazing to watch that big belly squish to allow him to do it.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He loves when somebody will sit and play with him.&amp;#160; He loves all of Nash’s toys, especially the ones that he could choke on.&amp;#160; He especially loves to pat everything!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-4905518490041243175?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/4905518490041243175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=4905518490041243175&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/4905518490041243175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/4905518490041243175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-news-but-good-news.html' title='Old News, but GOOD NEWS!'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SeyVbJdQo3I/AAAAAAAABws/TgHvKzITGk8/s72-c/IMG_5222_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6547879773417955492</id><published>2009-04-17T17:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T17:31:07.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief and Disbelief</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Went to the doctor with the boys AGAIN today.&amp;#160; I thought Nash was getting an ear infection AGAIN because he has been running a fever for the last week and been insanely cranky.&amp;#160; Well, I am relieved to find out that he was actually getting some molars.&amp;#160; Whew.&amp;#160; No antibiotics.&amp;#160; But I am in disbelief.&amp;#160; How did I not realize that it was just teeth?&amp;#160; Am I that out of it?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He was acting better this afternoon and I thought…ARG should I take him?&amp;#160; Well his tooth JUST started to cut through…duh.&amp;#160; No wonder he was doing better.&amp;#160; Poor guy.&amp;#160; Good thing I was already giving him tylenol at night.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am going to go get ready for my office training tonight, and I am dreaming of a new outfit…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/red_dress/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8082291"&gt;&lt;img title="Red Dress" height="400" alt="Red Dress" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFnlwQ1FfYThyM2hHM3l0SDBUbHdmWEEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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I make the milk for Nashy in a sip cup and then shake it…while he shakes it.&amp;#160; It is super fun.&amp;#160; Christine used to do this with her kids and I guess I picked it up…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gHL36pr-5Ms&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gHL36pr-5Ms&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-2317400044190225008?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/2317400044190225008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=2317400044190225008&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2317400044190225008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/2317400044190225008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/04/chocolate-milk.html' title='Chocolate Milk'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-1705807620248464012</id><published>2009-04-16T18:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:51:07.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creation or Inspiration'/><title type='text'>This could be BAD. ReAlLy BaD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/classy/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8061199"&gt;&lt;img title="Classy" height="400" alt="Classy" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjFQaFhPZkVxM2hHUWJ4RGpDMGJZYncAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/classy/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8061199" rel="nofollow"&gt;Classy&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=735256" rel="nofollow"&gt;MichelleBebe&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/chanel_bags/shop?brand=CHANEL&amp;amp;category_id=35"&gt;CHANEL bags&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-1705807620248464012?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1705807620248464012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=1705807620248464012&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1705807620248464012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/1705807620248464012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-could-be-bad-really-bad.html' title='This could be BAD. 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It is totally satisfying my need for shopping right now.&amp;#160; {for. right. now} But what I have decided is that I will be a good rich girl…you hear that&amp;#160; Bryan?&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;WILL BE&lt;/font&gt;.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No pressure.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/coral/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8059544"&gt;&lt;img title="Coral" height="400" alt="Coral" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFnlrUW1fdWdxM2hHOFhkN1FDMGJZYncAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/coral/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8059544" rel="nofollow"&gt;Coral&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=735256" rel="nofollow"&gt;MichelleBebe&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/miss_sixty_jeans/shop?brand=Miss+Sixty&amp;amp;category_id=27"&gt;Miss Sixty jeans&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think I should start off each post with my dreaming outfit of the day…Waste of time?&amp;#160; Probably.&amp;#160; Fun?&amp;#160; Absolutely!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-7619166453944821786?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/7619166453944821786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=7619166453944821786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7619166453944821786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7619166453944821786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-gonna-be-good-rich-girl.html' title='I’m gonna be a good RiCh GiRl'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-3081016077347835044</id><published>2009-04-16T16:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T16:21:22.268-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>To sit up = SPIT up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Nasty&lt;/font&gt;.&amp;#160; Really?&amp;#160; Every time Knox sits up he spits up.&amp;#160; The boys and I all have some weird stomach bug right now.&amp;#160; I feel like I wanna retch and the boys have really bad gas.&amp;#160; {Do I have the gas?&amp;#160; Of course not.&amp;#160; Because I’m a lady that’s why.}&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ahem.&amp;#160; Seriously though.&amp;#160; I am so tired of him spitting up all over the place.&amp;#160; I put him on a blanket and he spits up all over that, so I go to get a new one and he spits up on the carpet!&amp;#160; &lt;strong&gt;UGH&lt;/strong&gt;!&amp;#160; One of the reasons sweet potatoes, butternut squash and carrots are not my friends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/See9NxSOrJI/AAAAAAAABwI/MX_TueB465k/s1600-h/IMG_5343%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5343" style="border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="246" alt="IMG_5343" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/See9OM2xwFI/AAAAAAAABwM/KgtKXLKIkLo/IMG_5343_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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display: inline; border-left: 0px; border-bottom: 0px" height="246" alt="IMG_5317" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/See9Qhwn06I/AAAAAAAABwk/kfkvZ3wNXQI/IMG_5317_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well despite all the ickiness, he sure does LoVe it!&amp;#160; He has been spitting up since around the first week of this month…when he is grumpy if I sit him up and have Nash come play with him he gets SO happy!&amp;#160; Then Nash usually comes either running or yells to tell me that “Knoxy pit up!”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-3081016077347835044?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3081016077347835044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=3081016077347835044&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3081016077347835044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/3081016077347835044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-sit-up-spit-up.html' title='To sit up = SPIT up'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/See9OM2xwFI/AAAAAAAABwM/KgtKXLKIkLo/s72-c/IMG_5343_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-7910076021405852181</id><published>2009-04-14T22:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:56:19.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryan turned 20+8</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;On Monday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My man is so fine.&amp;#160; I hearrrrrrrt him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A few things you should know about him:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1} He loves 80’s music.&amp;#160; Especially U2 and other bands that I don’t know their names.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2} He is the best daddy.&amp;#160; He loves the boys so much, and they know it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3} He lifeguarded and gave swim lessons for several summers in a row before his mission.&amp;#160; You should see the pictures.&amp;#160; DAAAAAANG.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4} He has a great memory, yet doesn’t hold grudges.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5} He is so positive and loves to be around happy people {don’t ask me why he married negative nelly over here}.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6} He is a dancing machine.&amp;#160; You should see his lawnmower and q-tip.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7} He loves ice cream.&amp;#160; Cookies and cream and mint chocolate chip are his favorites.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;9} He is incredibly smart.&amp;#160; He was valedictorian of his High School, and graduated SUMA CUME LAUDE from ASU.&amp;#160; {along with a few other awards he received at his graduation ie oustanding graduate}&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;10} He makes great smoothies, and loves to try new ones.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Bryan, I hope you had a great birthday this year.&amp;#160; The boys and I LoVeD our time with you at the DR. and Wal-mart, well we all love AnY time with you really!&amp;#160; I am so glad that you are my baby daddy and the love of my life!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-7910076021405852181?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/7910076021405852181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=7910076021405852181&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7910076021405852181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7910076021405852181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/04/bryan-turned-208.html' title='Bryan turned 20+8'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-6390323321876417830</id><published>2009-04-13T00:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:59:40.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter, I feel better BTW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent" id="scid:66721397-FF69-4ca6-AEC4-17E6B3208830:e2f12416-23c9-4fde-b1da-ce5009099bdf" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; float: none; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;a style="border:0px" href="http://cid-cd2462e1e3754f4b.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=CD2462E1E3754F4B!127&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px" alt="View Easter 2009" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SeLwbl-afvI/AAAAAAAABvw/pr4Po6ijo0c/InlineRepresentation579025e4-ed92-4567-96b1-e9c10db36640%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width:455px;text-align:right;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://cid-cd2462e1e3754f4b.skydrive.live.com/redir.aspx?page=browse&amp;amp;resid=CD2462E1E3754F4B!127&amp;amp;ct=photos"&gt;View Full Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So I guess you can see from these pictures and I am reminded that I am TRUELY blessed.&amp;#160; What a wonderful weekend to consider the most wonderful gift we could ever receive.&amp;#160; Okay, maybe just close your eyes at my last post.&amp;#160; I was venting, … but it did make me feel better.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-6390323321876417830?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6390323321876417830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=6390323321876417830&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6390323321876417830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/6390323321876417830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter-i-feel-better-btw.html' title='Happy Easter, I feel better BTW'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SeLwbl-afvI/AAAAAAAABvw/pr4Po6ijo0c/s72-c/InlineRepresentation579025e4-ed92-4567-96b1-e9c10db36640%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-7756508709728214149</id><published>2009-04-13T00:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T00:41:39.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Human</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;While the babies are in bed, and I can’t sleep I am sitting here dreaming.&amp;#160; I am dreaming of so many things, and it is keeping me awake.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have been feeling this strange feeling lately.&amp;#160; This feeling that I want to return to SIMPLICITY.&amp;#160; To a time and lifestyle that I have never even experienced.&amp;#160; I feel this strange pull almost daily.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am not sure where it came from, I think it was from the lovely WWW.&amp;#160; I have been looking at a lot of blogs lately that are very VINTAGE inspired.&amp;#160; Most have been about creating, decorating, things like that.&amp;#160; Tonight as I was perusing I found a website called &lt;a href="http://www.dayswithmyfather.com"&gt;www.dayswithmyfather.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.lolabboutique.com"&gt;www.lolabboutique.com&lt;/a&gt; among many others. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I don’t know how to get to the point I am trying to make.&amp;#160; I guess there are a few points I want to make.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1}&amp;#160; I want to create.&amp;#160; But it is much more than that.&amp;#160; I feel this URGE to make my home beautiful.&amp;#160; To make things with my own two hands, ie:&amp;#160; recipes, photos of my children and husband, clothing, blankets, a garden, scrapbook, paint, write a novel… you get the picture?&amp;#160; I am amazed at how obsessed I have become.&amp;#160; I am wondering if it is because I want to ESCAPE from my current problems/challenges.&amp;#160; Like if I make something pretty, my here and now is all whimsy and fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2}&amp;#160; Feeling stuck.&amp;#160; I feel like I am trying to get out of a rut and I am stuck.&amp;#160; I. hate. cleaning.&amp;#160; With. a. passion.&amp;#160; But I hate living in a dirty house.&amp;#160; Yet, I do.&amp;#160; I want so badly to stay up all night and clean the entire house but I don’t even stay awake during the morning while Nash is awake to play with him.&amp;#160; {from like 8-9 I half snooze/half play with Nash while sesame street is on}&amp;#160; I have to remember that it is going to take time/effort and that it won’t just happen because I want it to.&amp;#160; I have to make it happen, and then be happy to do it.&amp;#160; I always choose sleep over anything else.&amp;#160; Why is that?&amp;#160; Do I have mono?&amp;#160; I feel like I do.&amp;#160; I sleep usually 7, 8, 9 hours a night.&amp;#160; Then I doze on and off on the couch in the AM with Nash.&amp;#160; Then&amp;#160; I take however long a nap I can with Nash in the afternoon, 1-3 hours.&amp;#160; Then I sleep at night again.&amp;#160; I feel like my current routine is such a vicious cycle and I wonder if it is because I am really tired or just depressed?&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3}&amp;#160; Feeling guilty.&amp;#160; I feel so guilty that I feel so…deprived?&amp;#160; I want so many things right now.&amp;#160; Money.&amp;#160; I never want to feel about money like I feel right now.&amp;#160; I think about all the things I want to buy.&amp;#160; All the things I don’t have.&amp;#160; All the debt that we seem to be drowning in.&amp;#160; I just know what FREEDOM money can supply.&amp;#160; I don’t think that money buys happiness, no.&amp;#160; I do think that money creates an environment where happiness can THRIVE.&amp;#160; I know that Bryan is working so hard for our family.&amp;#160; He works a minimum of 50 hours a week at ERAC.&amp;#160; Then he puts whatever he’s got left into PFS. He is striving so hard to get our business where we want it to be.&amp;#160; He is seeing some great progress, and I am so proud of him.&amp;#160; I on the other hand am supposed to run the home front.&amp;#160; Yet the house is a mess, dinner is rarely cooked {Nash and I eat a lot of scrambled eggs}, I am always grumpy and negative and wanting more.&amp;#160; How would I feel if I were in Bryan’s shoes?&amp;#160; Extremely depressed.&amp;#160; All he wants is to succeed and provide for our family.&amp;#160; I feel like all I am doing is holding him back from that.&amp;#160; Yet we have everything we NEED.&amp;#160; So why am I complaining?&amp;#160; See?&amp;#160; Guilty.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4}&amp;#160; I just feel so sad tonight.&amp;#160; For what should have been an extremely pleasant and enjoyable weekend, I sure am miserable.&amp;#160; I keep dwelling on the things I am not doing.&amp;#160; The life I don’t have.&amp;#160; The choices I did make that got me to where I am.&amp;#160; That website Days With My Father SURE DIDN’T HELP.&amp;#160; I guess I just have all these thoughts and I don’t want to burden Bryan.&amp;#160; I keep having these sad feelings and instead of talking about them, they build up.&amp;#160; When would I have time to talk to him anyway?????&amp;#160; He works so much, and then when he isn’t working he is cramming down dinner at 11:30 pm while I read scriptures, OR I am shoving one of the kids in his arms saying I QUIT!, OR we are at church, or at my parents {because I would rather be anywhere than at home cleaning} OR I am sitting on my tush surfing the WWW.&amp;#160; {HUGE sigh}&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What am I doing?&amp;#160; ARGH.&amp;#160; I was talking about wanting to create.&amp;#160; I have been feeling a pull towards vintage things.&amp;#160; Is that odd?&amp;#160; Old things made new.&amp;#160; I feel like I want to be something else.&amp;#160; I want to be these women I see on the internet with $ making the cutest home decor, clothing, and things that make me drool.&amp;#160; I look at them and think I want to be more vintage, I want to do this, be that, have this, have that.&amp;#160; Why can’t I be happy NOW?&amp;#160; If I can’t be happy now, I won’t be happy then.&amp;#160; I know that.&amp;#160; So why am I having these feelings?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maybe because I am HUMAN.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If any of you out there braved it through this whole post I will be shocked.&amp;#160; I hope you understand how RAW these feelings are and that I am just keepin’ it real.&amp;#160; {maybe it was the diet pepsi max}&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6599443275544026244-7756508709728214149?l=michellebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/7756508709728214149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6599443275544026244&amp;postID=7756508709728214149&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7756508709728214149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6599443275544026244/posts/default/7756508709728214149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michellebebe.blogspot.com/2009/04/feeling-human.html' title='Feeling Human'/><author><name>Michelle Bebe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01883596145513348914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AJbQCN7omtE/SluRQ_IUZwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/l2kkjmhL2Ws/S220/IMG_6357.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6599443275544026244.post-4235618685422051863</id><publishe
