<?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-5341934361614778089</id><updated>2012-01-07T22:08:44.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life With Little Boys</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-7345204455857028082</id><published>2009-06-06T09:25:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T09:40:23.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Birthday Blake</title><content type='html'>This post is all about my lil Blake.  I am feeling a little bittersweet today.  My baby is not a baby now, he is a big boy.  Potty trained, graduated pre~school, plays with big boy toys.  Sniff.  Thought I'd share some photos of the last 4 years and watch how my baby grew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip_scJxIhI/AAAAAAAAAWc/DNfUzpt1aic/s1600-h/avatar.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip_scJxIhI/AAAAAAAAAWc/DNfUzpt1aic/s320/avatar.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344224309276647954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip_sOfOnQI/AAAAAAAAAWU/epteJ-Kpg3c/s1600-h/boys2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip_sOfOnQI/AAAAAAAAAWU/epteJ-Kpg3c/s320/boys2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344224305608563970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip_r8JbqvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/hq4zHcx1amk/s1600-h/monkey+towel+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip_r8JbqvI/AAAAAAAAAWM/hq4zHcx1amk/s320/monkey+towel+2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344224300685306610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip_rvm3TUI/AAAAAAAAAWE/IWK-eKIaKME/s1600-h/boogie+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip_rvm3TUI/AAAAAAAAAWE/IWK-eKIaKME/s320/boogie+boy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344224297319091522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip_rixhXlI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Z4nyEVQ5bfg/s1600-h/1halloween2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip_rixhXlI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Z4nyEVQ5bfg/s320/1halloween2007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344224293874130514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip-ggTfEbI/AAAAAAAAAV0/6ODV3haF0u8/s1600-h/blakefall062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip-ggTfEbI/AAAAAAAAAV0/6ODV3haF0u8/s320/blakefall062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344223004721090994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip-gYCcHYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Q59Bf15HYeo/s1600-h/sleepyhighchair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip-gYCcHYI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Q59Bf15HYeo/s320/sleepyhighchair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344223002502110594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip-gScywBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/CW114yGwTY8/s1600-h/graysonlake2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip-gScywBI/AAAAAAAAAVk/CW114yGwTY8/s320/graysonlake2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344223001002033170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip-gLEN3cI/AAAAAAAAAVc/z4R87KvW7VE/s1600-h/eltonblake1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip-gLEN3cI/AAAAAAAAAVc/z4R87KvW7VE/s320/eltonblake1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222999019904450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip-gLXTZxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YJXI7oAlr9w/s1600-h/blakepool.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip-gLXTZxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/YJXI7oAlr9w/s320/blakepool.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222999099959058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip9u8fqRfI/AAAAAAAAAVM/UWRkfPox9_k/s1600-h/blakesnow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip9u8fqRfI/AAAAAAAAAVM/UWRkfPox9_k/s320/blakesnow.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222153294890482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip9usT497I/AAAAAAAAAVE/sOZOHwMPa3A/s1600-h/blakebasketfrog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip9usT497I/AAAAAAAAAVE/sOZOHwMPa3A/s320/blakebasketfrog.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222148950554546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip9uf18rUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/waZJop297I4/s1600-h/blakeandduckcolored.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip9uf18rUI/AAAAAAAAAU8/waZJop297I4/s320/blakeandduckcolored.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222145603743042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip9uc3oTNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/9ux7QK6UYhw/s1600-h/blakebuttmirror2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip9uc3oTNI/AAAAAAAAAU0/9ux7QK6UYhw/s320/blakebuttmirror2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222144805489874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip9uGNo4GI/AAAAAAAAAUs/y-GqkLgZJWg/s1600-h/Blake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip9uGNo4GI/AAAAAAAAAUs/y-GqkLgZJWg/s320/Blake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344222138723786850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-7345204455857028082?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7345204455857028082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=7345204455857028082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7345204455857028082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7345204455857028082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-4th-birthday-blake.html' title='Happy 4th Birthday Blake'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Sip_scJxIhI/AAAAAAAAAWc/DNfUzpt1aic/s72-c/avatar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-4424444979792137123</id><published>2009-05-09T19:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T19:46:50.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SgYhCltd5pI/AAAAAAAAAUk/lfUD2TTy8aE/s1600-h/Mothers+Day+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SgYhCltd5pI/AAAAAAAAAUk/lfUD2TTy8aE/s320/Mothers+Day+09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333987137033201298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SgYhCmzW7XI/AAAAAAAAAUc/NfJFjVAszT0/s1600-h/Mother+s+Day+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SgYhCmzW7XI/AAAAAAAAAUc/NfJFjVAszT0/s320/Mother+s+Day+09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333987137326345586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you have a wonderful Mother's Day!!  My sweeties got me the prettiest Gerbera Daisies!  Bright, bright orange, a gorgeous bright pink one, some pastel pink ones, and some yellow ones.  They got me the most amazing pots for them too!! They are adorable!!  And HUGE!!  I feel so loved!!  Brett also picked out an impatience flower for me too, bless his heart.  He is such a good boy!   The photos are not great, they are from my phone but still so pretty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-4424444979792137123?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4424444979792137123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=4424444979792137123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/4424444979792137123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/4424444979792137123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SgYhCltd5pI/AAAAAAAAAUk/lfUD2TTy8aE/s72-c/Mothers+Day+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-7669122913104370520</id><published>2009-03-06T18:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:13:03.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Stinkin' Cute and Free Digi Kits From An Old Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SbGt6XsZ_wI/AAAAAAAAAUU/55H9kAHEDUk/s1600-h/Scrapbooking_Plaque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SbGt6XsZ_wI/AAAAAAAAAUU/55H9kAHEDUk/s320/Scrapbooking_Plaque.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310216653950811906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First off, I have to tell you to check out my friend Amy's blog for the most awesome digi kits!! She has some amazing freebies listed!!  She is in my list, check her out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, is this plaque not THE cutest?!  Found it over on Dee Gallimore~Perry's blog!!  Love it!!  http://www.adashofdee.blogspot.com/ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-7669122913104370520?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7669122913104370520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=7669122913104370520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7669122913104370520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7669122913104370520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2009/03/too-stinkin-cute-and-free-digi-kits.html' title='Too Stinkin&apos; Cute and Free Digi Kits From An Old Friend'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SbGt6XsZ_wI/AAAAAAAAAUU/55H9kAHEDUk/s72-c/Scrapbooking_Plaque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-9033897260597554956</id><published>2009-02-28T23:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:21:41.618-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights and Scrapbooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SaoM_TcTfJI/AAAAAAAAATs/XigtGvnOy-o/s1600-h/Mom_s_collage%5B1%5D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SaoM_TcTfJI/AAAAAAAAATs/XigtGvnOy-o/s320/Mom_s_collage%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308069392499834002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally got to go get my hair done!  I am so excited!  I had it all cut off, sits on my shoulders now.  No more grey haha!  No more red underneath, and no more red highlights.  Light brown with golden highlights and I am happy!!  We have a storm coming in right now, it is icing out as we speak.  THe kiddos are sound asleep.  I plan on sitting here with my 6 pack Mike's Hard Lemonade and scrapbooking most of the night.  I am a happy momma tonight!  I found a printers drawer at an antique shop here, after seeing the above picture and deciding I must have one. Can't wait to get to work on it!  Hope everyone is having a wonderful weekend! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-9033897260597554956?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/9033897260597554956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=9033897260597554956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/9033897260597554956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/9033897260597554956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2009/02/highlights-and-scrapbooking.html' title='Highlights and Scrapbooking'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SaoM_TcTfJI/AAAAAAAAATs/XigtGvnOy-o/s72-c/Mom_s_collage%5B1%5D+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-4463728823890691029</id><published>2009-02-18T20:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:07:43.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, No Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-lv3Ty4I/AAAAAAAAATc/jxc40zm7X4c/s1600-h/Xmas4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-lv3Ty4I/AAAAAAAAATc/jxc40zm7X4c/s320/Xmas4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304324016848489346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-liYSsoI/AAAAAAAAATU/6fqxKVTmJfA/s1600-h/rainbow+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-liYSsoI/AAAAAAAAATU/6fqxKVTmJfA/s320/rainbow+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304324013228733058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-lridaDI/AAAAAAAAATM/x3EkgQGLLSo/s1600-h/Xmas7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-lridaDI/AAAAAAAAATM/x3EkgQGLLSo/s320/Xmas7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304324015687297074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-lW4RJ1I/AAAAAAAAATE/Njgt2JeZ7hI/s1600-h/Christmas+2178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-lW4RJ1I/AAAAAAAAATE/Njgt2JeZ7hI/s320/Christmas+2178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304324010141624146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-Kc3RB2I/AAAAAAAAAS8/0KiAcBX16lY/s1600-h/Xmas9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-Kc3RB2I/AAAAAAAAAS8/0KiAcBX16lY/s320/Xmas9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304323547891566434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-KW69nuI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ZFPENZzvTdQ/s1600-h/Xmas10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-KW69nuI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ZFPENZzvTdQ/s320/Xmas10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304323546296458978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-KIxicnI/AAAAAAAAASs/vpEffLddzU8/s1600-h/Xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-KIxicnI/AAAAAAAAASs/vpEffLddzU8/s320/Xmas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304323542498833010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-KMA_ouI/AAAAAAAAASk/lea7YJFdRe8/s1600-h/Brooke+Val.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-KMA_ouI/AAAAAAAAASk/lea7YJFdRe8/s320/Brooke+Val.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304323543368966882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-KP72GeI/AAAAAAAAASc/BiZcaqQUMVU/s1600-h/Christmas+2150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-KP72GeI/AAAAAAAAASc/BiZcaqQUMVU/s320/Christmas+2150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304323544421112290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!!  It's been a while!  Life is hectic around here!!  Hope everyone is doing well!  I miss you all so much!  I am hoping to get more time online soon!  Finally got all my scrap stuff back out and halfway organized so hopefully I'll have some new pages to post soon!  I did manage to get 2 pages done at work last week, but I keep forgetting to bring them home so I can post them.  Here are a few photos to share that I just love!  The boys and their new Christmas robes.  The beautiful rainbow from last week when we had horrible storms.  The ice covered branches on my cherry tree from the ice storm we had on January 27th.  The Christmas tree, mom and the boys on Christmas, and myself and the boys on Christmas.  Oh, and my new fella, Danny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-4463728823890691029?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4463728823890691029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=4463728823890691029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/4463728823890691029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/4463728823890691029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2009/02/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Time, No Blog'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SZy-lv3Ty4I/AAAAAAAAATc/jxc40zm7X4c/s72-c/Xmas4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-2706793314426499682</id><published>2008-09-14T21:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:32:37.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blake's Pics, Round 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SM3JM3aok9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/1T577twpI_o/s1600-h/b29.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SM3Iftk4heI/AAAAAAAAAM8/haZUSqhSvyA/s320/b10.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246069588092290530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SM3Ifg2pQ6I/AAAAAAAAANE/aApHNChvOdY/s1600-h/b31.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SM3Ifg2pQ6I/AAAAAAAAANE/aApHNChvOdY/s320/b31.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246069584677127074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SM3IfyuWG3I/AAAAAAAAANM/OS218_EXDXg/s1600-h/b11.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SM3IfyuWG3I/AAAAAAAAANM/OS218_EXDXg/s320/b11.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246069589474155378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SM3If7uvirI/AAAAAAAAANU/0qaI7dZlp2M/s1600-h/b24.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHmSjzpuRI/AAAAAAAAAMk/42HwaCnVPes/s320/smith27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242724647759886610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHmS8iN_PI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NlVymlxePa4/s1600-h/smith11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHmS8iN_PI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NlVymlxePa4/s320/smith11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242724654397652210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHl7iPRHHI/AAAAAAAAALk/dsI_o-KsXGE/s1600-h/smith5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHl7iPRHHI/AAAAAAAAALk/dsI_o-KsXGE/s320/smith5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242724252201852018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHl78SLxAI/AAAAAAAAALs/Ch4sC45E4S4/s1600-h/smith6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHl78SLxAI/AAAAAAAAALs/Ch4sC45E4S4/s320/smith6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242724259193406466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHl8Kq0-rI/AAAAAAAAAL0/m2icW2Qu5MI/s1600-h/smith7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHl8Kq0-rI/AAAAAAAAAL0/m2icW2Qu5MI/s320/smith7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242724263054867122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHl8HB057I/AAAAAAAAAL8/vgmF6ISKVRU/s1600-h/smith8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHl8HB057I/AAAAAAAAAL8/vgmF6ISKVRU/s320/smith8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242724262077589426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHl8XJGNyI/AAAAAAAAAME/svyAKqthMW4/s1600-h/smith12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHl8XJGNyI/AAAAAAAAAME/svyAKqthMW4/s320/smith12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242724266403051298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHlljWljzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/GXNelj6ToKU/s1600-h/Smith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHlljWljzI/AAAAAAAAAK8/GXNelj6ToKU/s320/Smith.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242723874543865650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHll0Z5vxI/AAAAAAAAALE/BBtOII7oTMw/s1600-h/smith1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHll0Z5vxI/AAAAAAAAALE/BBtOII7oTMw/s320/smith1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242723879121174290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHll471KCI/AAAAAAAAALM/lNbbj_02CEc/s1600-h/smith2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHll471KCI/AAAAAAAAALM/lNbbj_02CEc/s320/smith2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242723880337221666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHll_KvHNI/AAAAAAAAALU/b6zj_J7z0qU/s1600-h/smith3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHll_KvHNI/AAAAAAAAALU/b6zj_J7z0qU/s320/smith3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242723882010352850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHlmMQ6FBI/AAAAAAAAALc/38I-bR0oeu0/s1600-h/smith4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHlmMQ6FBI/AAAAAAAAALc/38I-bR0oeu0/s320/smith4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242723885525898258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Blake wouldn't cooperate when Mommy is not in the pictures any longer, but some of them turned out cute anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-5759947335410532022?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5759947335410532022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=5759947335410532022' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5759947335410532022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5759947335410532022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-pics.html' title='New Pics'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SMHmSY_mQMI/AAAAAAAAAMM/mRlK1vXcT48/s72-c/smith18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-3326774070778082496</id><published>2008-09-01T14:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:22:26.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Are Home And It's Back To Business</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLxAy8-uOMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/kd30fQiaDpk/s1600-h/SANY1229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLxAy8-uOMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/kd30fQiaDpk/s320/SANY1229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241135310459254978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLxAzLU9RPI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PKSrLV4dVxI/s1600-h/Summer+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLxAzLU9RPI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PKSrLV4dVxI/s320/Summer+2008+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241135314310612210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLxAzVjyWQI/AAAAAAAAAKk/lRv9Tn-me0w/s1600-h/Summer+2008+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLxAzVjyWQI/AAAAAAAAAKk/lRv9Tn-me0w/s320/Summer+2008+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241135317057165570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLxAziVhEiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/p7TkwFyARyk/s1600-h/Summer+2008+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLxAziVhEiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/p7TkwFyARyk/s320/Summer+2008+048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241135320486973986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLxAz3BSOVI/AAAAAAAAAK0/fwVjV3SZ-DI/s1600-h/Summer+2008+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLxAz3BSOVI/AAAAAAAAAK0/fwVjV3SZ-DI/s320/Summer+2008+046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241135326039259474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLw_XMCTLNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/a_APHLrcoNk/s1600-h/SANY1176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLw_XMCTLNI/AAAAAAAAAJs/a_APHLrcoNk/s320/SANY1176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241133733952826578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLw_XBdDQOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/l7DB1-v5IZg/s1600-h/SANY1182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLw_XBdDQOI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/l7DB1-v5IZg/s320/SANY1182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241133731112239330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLw_XemGQEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9JPfL0MyQVE/s1600-h/SANY1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLw_XemGQEI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9JPfL0MyQVE/s320/SANY1189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241133738934812738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLw_XUNZ6II/AAAAAAAAAKE/or8CtGThbiM/s1600-h/SANY1200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLw_XUNZ6II/AAAAAAAAAKE/or8CtGThbiM/s320/SANY1200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241133736146888834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLw_XhtCgzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/60BB1EoHzgI/s1600-h/SANY1205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLw_XhtCgzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/60BB1EoHzgI/s320/SANY1205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241133739769234226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to share some shots of the kids and I and some fun things we have been doing.  It's been a while since I updated on here.  Hope everyone is having a wonderful end of summer!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-3326774070778082496?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3326774070778082496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=3326774070778082496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/3326774070778082496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/3326774070778082496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2008/09/kids-are-home-and-its-back-to-business.html' title='Kids Are Home And It&apos;s Back To Business'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SLxAy8-uOMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/kd30fQiaDpk/s72-c/SANY1229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-7058129308212284969</id><published>2008-07-01T13:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:08.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gavin DeGraw Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SGp-4gz_R5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/HRYJFbwbdB4/s1600-h/Copy+of+Gavin+Degraw+Concert+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SGp-4gz_R5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/HRYJFbwbdB4/s320/Copy+of+Gavin+Degraw+Concert+044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218122627607906194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SGp-uHThiDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/eIGfmstDHFE/s1600-h/Copy+of+Gavin+Degraw+Concert+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SGp-uHThiDI/AAAAAAAAAI8/eIGfmstDHFE/s320/Copy+of+Gavin+Degraw+Concert+022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218122448962160690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SGp-uOqeZlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ci52JC602Zg/s1600-h/Copy+of+Gavin+Degraw+Concert+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SGp-uOqeZlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Ci52JC602Zg/s320/Copy+of+Gavin+Degraw+Concert+033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218122450937472594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SGp-uKCj6eI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ySnNI4YRPsU/s1600-h/Gavin+Degraw+Concert+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SGp-uKCj6eI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ySnNI4YRPsU/s320/Gavin+Degraw+Concert+054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218122449696319970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SGp-ua_3qCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ykbfgneqWzU/s1600-h/Gavin+Degraw+Concert+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SGp-ua_3qCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ykbfgneqWzU/s320/Gavin+Degraw+Concert+065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218122454248433698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SGp-ualEl_I/AAAAAAAAAJc/aE4aZBjqiTI/s1600-h/Gavin+Degraw+Concert+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SGp-ualEl_I/AAAAAAAAAJc/aE4aZBjqiTI/s320/Gavin+Degraw+Concert+078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218122454136035314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful time in Louisville!  Terra and Virgil invited me for a weekend away and it was so much fun!  I really needed to get away for a couple of days!  Gotta love a free concert!  And having gone out with the General Manager of the Hard Rock Cafe, well, let me tell you, that has it's own perks!  We sat in the VIP section at the Hard Rock which gave us great seats for the concert.  We got free drinks and food, and free t~shirts.  The drinks were amazing!!  We had frozen margaritas, pickeled tink's, strawberry daquari's, and of course my amazingly good shark attack drink.  Mmmmmmm!!  Had to hit the naughty stores while we were there.  Wow!  Who would have known the things you can buy at one of those stores in a bigger town haha!  We spent way too much money in the 2 we stopped at haha.  Got lots of great photos!  Might have to sit down and make a mini album to remember it by!!  here are a few photos of the trip!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-7058129308212284969?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7058129308212284969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=7058129308212284969' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7058129308212284969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7058129308212284969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2008/07/gavin-degraw-concert.html' title='Gavin DeGraw Concert'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SGp-4gz_R5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/HRYJFbwbdB4/s72-c/Copy+of+Gavin+Degraw+Concert+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-2596257993216460170</id><published>2008-06-15T21:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:08.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Only In Kentucky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SFXLcsKHN3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/eg1P8jM41GE/s1600-h/wendys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SFXLcsKHN3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/eg1P8jM41GE/s320/wendys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212295837501568882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-2596257993216460170?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2596257993216460170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=2596257993216460170' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2596257993216460170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2596257993216460170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2008/06/only-in-kentucky.html' title='Only In Kentucky!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SFXLcsKHN3I/AAAAAAAAAI0/eg1P8jM41GE/s72-c/wendys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-4293022320445730262</id><published>2008-06-02T19:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:10.192-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Pics To Share</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SESOvwqoXGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/55b-Z8Vi6MQ/s1600-h/heavenly+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SESOvwqoXGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/55b-Z8Vi6MQ/s320/heavenly+shoes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207444020315839586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SESOwQqoXHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/tcEuJByKuMI/s1600-h/Revenge+of+the+Nerds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SESOwQqoXHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/tcEuJByKuMI/s320/Revenge+of+the+Nerds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207444028905774194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SESOwQqoXII/AAAAAAAAAIc/zW8WrMmZYrM/s1600-h/royalty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SESOwQqoXII/AAAAAAAAAIc/zW8WrMmZYrM/s320/royalty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207444028905774210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SESOwwqoXJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/C_uyq6aUCZ0/s1600-h/silly+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SESOwwqoXJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/C_uyq6aUCZ0/s320/silly+boy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207444037495708818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SESOxAqoXKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Nfvm8qL4LQo/s1600-h/april+welcome+home+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SESOxAqoXKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Nfvm8qL4LQo/s320/april+welcome+home+049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207444041790676130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl April came in from Florida and I wanted to share some pics while she was here. Also found the most AMAZING shoe store!!  OMG!  It is called Heels.  How can you go wrong with a name like that?  I walked in the door and I swear I heard "Hallelujah" playing!  It was pure Heaven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-4293022320445730262?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4293022320445730262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=4293022320445730262' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/4293022320445730262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/4293022320445730262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2008/06/some-pics-to-share.html' title='Some Pics To Share'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SESOvwqoXGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/55b-Z8Vi6MQ/s72-c/heavenly+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-2529451452865888015</id><published>2008-05-02T10:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:11.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison Ivy and A Few Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SBs5ZsKyHFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/q6kGACfLTTw/s1600-h/poison+ivy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SBs5ZsKyHFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/q6kGACfLTTw/s320/poison+ivy1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195809708617899090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SBs5Z8KyHGI/AAAAAAAAAHg/bMhKBeCYxIo/s1600-h/poison+ivy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SBs5Z8KyHGI/AAAAAAAAAHg/bMhKBeCYxIo/s320/poison+ivy2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195809712912866402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SBs5aMKyHHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6vB5qeiFrIQ/s1600-h/lovely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SBs5aMKyHHI/AAAAAAAAAHo/6vB5qeiFrIQ/s320/lovely.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195809717207833714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SBs5acKyHII/AAAAAAAAAHw/sYxNKeBwV9Q/s1600-h/necia+and+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SBs5acKyHII/AAAAAAAAAHw/sYxNKeBwV9Q/s320/necia+and+i.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195809721502801026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SBs5asKyHJI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4xR49cT_8GI/s1600-h/april08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SBs5asKyHJI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4xR49cT_8GI/s320/april08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195809725797768338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Brett managed to get himself into poison ivy somehow, and it is eating him alive!  I had to take him to the doctor today because it is so bad, and he got a shot in his "booty" and liquid steriods for 5 days.  Love his heart!  It just keeps popping up more and more!  His ear is covered, the whole side of his face, his chest, his belly, his wee~wee.  Poor lil guy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pics of John and I and my friend Necia from Saturday night.  Enjoy!  Hope everyone has a great weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-2529451452865888015?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2529451452865888015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=2529451452865888015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2529451452865888015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2529451452865888015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2008/05/poison-ivy-and-few-pics.html' title='Poison Ivy and A Few Pics'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/SBs5ZsKyHFI/AAAAAAAAAHY/q6kGACfLTTw/s72-c/poison+ivy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-1385917180439469529</id><published>2008-04-01T13:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:13.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Few Pics To Share.. 2 Posts In A Row!  Wow!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J71I2VObI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RvqHOUxHJxQ/s1600-h/smithboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J71I2VObI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RvqHOUxHJxQ/s320/smithboys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184342273895512498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J71Y2VOcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bIqKWHEEV2c/s1600-h/wowzers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J71Y2VOcI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bIqKWHEEV2c/s320/wowzers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184342278190479810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J71Y2VOdI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pPdP_KGsPgs/s1600-h/fun3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J71Y2VOdI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pPdP_KGsPgs/s320/fun3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184342278190479826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J71o2VOeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/vJi6hnko1-U/s1600-h/fun1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J71o2VOeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/vJi6hnko1-U/s320/fun1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184342282485447138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J72I2VOfI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ocKuLlLJVHs/s1600-h/fun5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J72I2VOfI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ocKuLlLJVHs/s320/fun5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184342291075381746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J7SY2VOWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/im_WwlI_xvg/s1600-h/bored4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J7SY2VOWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/im_WwlI_xvg/s320/bored4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184341676895058274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J7TY2VOXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nPHgCRf1tOg/s1600-h/Go+Cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J7TY2VOXI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nPHgCRf1tOg/s320/Go+Cats.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184341694074927474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J7To2VOYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/nLgWaL02lBg/s1600-h/Mommy%27s+Kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J7To2VOYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/nLgWaL02lBg/s320/Mommy%27s+Kiss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184341698369894786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J7UI2VOZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fUFtq23CEYs/s1600-h/myboys2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J7UI2VOZI/AAAAAAAAAGg/fUFtq23CEYs/s320/myboys2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184341706959829394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J7Uo2VOaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/QHQPgVUp908/s1600-h/myboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J7Uo2VOaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/QHQPgVUp908/s320/myboys.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184341715549764002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-1385917180439469529?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/1385917180439469529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=1385917180439469529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/1385917180439469529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/1385917180439469529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2008/04/few-pics-to-share-2-posts-in-row-wow.html' title='Few Pics To Share.. 2 Posts In A Row!  Wow!!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R_J71I2VObI/AAAAAAAAAGw/RvqHOUxHJxQ/s72-c/smithboys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-584638737741590672</id><published>2008-04-01T13:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:08:23.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag I Stole From Rita</title><content type='html'>A: Attached or single: Single&lt;br /&gt;B: Best friend: April&lt;br /&gt;C: Cake or pie: Cake&lt;br /&gt;D: Day of choice: Saturday&lt;br /&gt;E: Essential item: Makeup&lt;br /&gt;F: Favorite type of music: All&lt;br /&gt;G: Gummy Bears or Worms: Worms&lt;br /&gt;H: Hometown: Ashland, KY&lt;br /&gt;I: Indulgences: Highlights, acrylic nails, and pedicures&lt;br /&gt;J: January or July: July, January makes me a year older!&lt;br /&gt;K: Kids: Two sons, Brett and Blake&lt;br /&gt;L: Last movie: Step Up&lt;br /&gt;M: Marriage date: Divorce Date instead, January 26, 2005&lt;br /&gt;N: Number of Siblings: I am an only child&lt;br /&gt;O: Oranges or apples: Oranges&lt;br /&gt;P: Phobias or fears: Snakes and spiders&lt;br /&gt;Q: Quote(s): There is only one beautiful child in the world, and every mother has it.&lt;br /&gt;R: Reason to smile: Brett, Blake, and John&lt;br /&gt;S: Season: Fall or Spring&lt;br /&gt;T: Tag four : Lori, Nancy, Jayne, Cami&lt;br /&gt;U: Unknown Fact about me: I was in an abusive marraige that no one knew about for several years. &lt;br /&gt;(I have no idea what the question is for "V" -- it wasn't attached!)&lt;br /&gt;W: Worst Habit: I started smoking again. &lt;br /&gt;X: X-rays or Ultrasounds: I have had both.&lt;br /&gt;Y: Your favorite food: Mexican, I am eating it as we speak.  Gotta love La Finca's!!&lt;br /&gt;Z: Zodiac: Capricorn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-584638737741590672?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/584638737741590672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=584638737741590672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/584638737741590672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/584638737741590672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2008/04/tag-i-stole-from-rita.html' title='Tag I Stole From Rita'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-8875456357447704469</id><published>2008-03-20T21:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:13.792-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is *almost* Friday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R-MeW42VOSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/xB8dpdkErxo/s1600-h/headed+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R-MeW42VOSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/xB8dpdkErxo/s320/headed+out.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180017374972426530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R-MeW42VOTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/b4mx7z-HdyI/s1600-h/heading+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R-MeW42VOTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/b4mx7z-HdyI/s320/heading+out.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180017374972426546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R-MeXI2VOUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/LwXz6iziKOM/s1600-h/Hot+one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R-MeXI2VOUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/LwXz6iziKOM/s320/Hot+one.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180017379267393858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R-MeXI2VOVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5BKxY8KInjo/s1600-h/blue+eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R-MeXI2VOVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5BKxY8KInjo/s320/blue+eye.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180017379267393874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all!!  Haven't blogged for a while, thought I'd leave a quick update!! Kids are great!  Brett lost his second tooth yesterday, sniff.  He is getting so big!!  Blake is at mom's for the next 2 weeks, and I am totally enjoying some peace and quiet and especially some alone time with Brett.   We have had lots of fun this week.  Work bites, as usual.  One more day to go and then it is the weekend!  Yippee!!  Thought I'd share a few photos while I was at it.  Hope you all are having a great week!!  That cutie pie in uniform is my best friend, John. I love him dearly!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-8875456357447704469?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8875456357447704469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=8875456357447704469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/8875456357447704469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/8875456357447704469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-is-almost-friday.html' title='It is *almost* Friday!!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R-MeW42VOSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/xB8dpdkErxo/s72-c/headed+out.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-91338988443040485</id><published>2008-02-25T21:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:53:46.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS = A Bad Day For Mommy</title><content type='html'>Men suck!  They just suck.  I guess it is built into them when they are forming in the womb.  It can't just be genetic, because lots of them come from wonderful families, so it has to be the entire species, which makes me wonder if I will be able to save the younger females from my own 2 little monsters when they become men? Is there hope for them?  I try to teach them right from wrong, good manners, *and no Brett, burping and farting are NOT good manners, even if you DO say excuse me*.  I was informed last nite by Brett that he doesn't kiss me because "I don't want to get girl germs" to which I promptly replied that mommies don't have girl germs.  Sigh.  I can't kiss him at school because "it isn't cool to kiss your mommy at school, momma".  *Insert deeper sigh here* Blake has decided that he needs to wear my high heels around the house and put on my mascara while vaccuuming the floors with his toy vaccuum. Thanks to big bubby's help, he has also taken to telling me "no momma" when I ask him to do something. So this is what my Saturday was like, make up wearing, high heel trotting, backtalking children who wanted to play football and inform me I throw like a girl, not eat their veggies, nor take their baths, and most certainly NOT go to bed at a decent hour. So who can guess what I spent the eintre night doing, especially when I found out that Jason thought it was more important and more fun to go to a biker party in another state?  Anyone want to guess?  RAK to the one who gets it right...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-91338988443040485?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/91338988443040485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=91338988443040485' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/91338988443040485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/91338988443040485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2008/02/pms-bad-day-for-mommy.html' title='PMS = A Bad Day For Mommy'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-458069421773596214</id><published>2008-02-21T19:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:53:45.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Tagged</title><content type='html'>Ok, Lori, I could hurt you for this one!  I don't have any books that are unpacked that are more than 123 pages ha ha!  All I have our those wonderful Horton Hears a Who, How The Grinch Stole Christmas...  I have to find a book to do this with and then I'll come back and finish this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tag works like this --&lt;br /&gt;1.Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages).&lt;br /&gt;2.Open the book to page 123.&lt;br /&gt;3.Find the fifth sentence.&lt;br /&gt;4.Post the next three sentences.&lt;br /&gt;5.Tag five people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-458069421773596214?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/458069421773596214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=458069421773596214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/458069421773596214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/458069421773596214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-got-tagged.html' title='I Got Tagged'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-7579611363756907186</id><published>2008-02-01T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:14.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Hookey And A Few New Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R6NDQksjYJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ssAIRSfQKIY/s1600-h/brett+go+round.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R6NDQksjYJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ssAIRSfQKIY/s320/brett+go+round.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162043549904232594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R6NDQ0sjYKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OWUQCNgo-ew/s1600-h/boogie+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R6NDQ0sjYKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OWUQCNgo-ew/s320/boogie+boy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162043554199199906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R6NDRUsjYLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5sMFGFgmGfw/s1600-h/blakey+go+round.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R6NDRUsjYLI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/5sMFGFgmGfw/s320/blakey+go+round.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162043562789134514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R6NDSksjYMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/U7f7-dSda-E/s1600-h/reflections.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R6NDSksjYMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/U7f7-dSda-E/s320/reflections.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162043584263971010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R6NDTUsjYNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/XUfPPfpr_CM/s1600-h/silly+boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R6NDTUsjYNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/XUfPPfpr_CM/s320/silly+boy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162043597148872914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a killer migraine going on today.  I think I am dying.  My kids will not be quiet to save their lives, the tv has to be going, the radio has to be on, and they have to scream and yell.  OMG all I want is a dark room full of silence!  Someone come take my kids for the day and give me a break?  I think I would have had more silence at work than I am getting here. It doesn't help that my house is a mess, and the more I look at it the more I want to cry.  I broke down and called mom to beg her to please come help me clean my house.  I have decided you just can't do it by yourself with 2 rotten little boys undoing everything you do.  It is impossible.  I had to have my boyfriends come visit me, Ben and Jerry are here right now with some Strawberry Cheesecake icecream.  It is making me feel a little better.  I love those men!  Wonder which one will marry me?  I hope this isn't a sign of what the rest of the weekend is going to be like!  I hope you all have a wonderful weekend!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-7579611363756907186?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7579611363756907186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=7579611363756907186' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7579611363756907186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7579611363756907186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2008/02/playing-hookey-and-few-new-pics.html' title='Playing Hookey And A Few New Pics'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R6NDQksjYJI/AAAAAAAAAFA/ssAIRSfQKIY/s72-c/brett+go+round.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-6113239217846242172</id><published>2008-01-01T16:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T16:42:55.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>I hope you all have a wonderful, entertaining, and prosperous new year!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-6113239217846242172?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6113239217846242172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=6113239217846242172' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/6113239217846242172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/6113239217846242172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-5952457327698690241</id><published>2007-11-28T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:14.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Photo of Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R04CKOF3OuI/AAAAAAAAAEc/MdujAC3BdW0/s1600-h/love..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R04CKOF3OuI/AAAAAAAAAEc/MdujAC3BdW0/s320/love..jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138046599480949474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all, just thought I'd share a new photo of Jason and I.  Things are still the same as they were before, nothing else has changed.  Sigh.  We *are* going to Gatlinburg this weekend to shop, and mom is coming in to keep the kids, so maybe he will finally tell me that he loves me and wants to be with me.  Fingers crossed for me!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I swear, he *DOES* own other shirts lol!  I just realized that he has had the same shirt on in every picture I have of him!  Men!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-5952457327698690241?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5952457327698690241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=5952457327698690241' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5952457327698690241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5952457327698690241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-photo-of-us.html' title='New Photo of Us'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/R04CKOF3OuI/AAAAAAAAAEc/MdujAC3BdW0/s72-c/love..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-5311561368354605320</id><published>2007-10-26T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T17:44:38.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged!</title><content type='html'>Here are the rules which must be posted on your blog if you are tagged.1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.2. Share 7 facts about yourself: some random, some weird.3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).4. Let them know they've been tagged by leaving a comment at their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hummm 7 facts about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have lost 22 pounds and am on my way to losing another 78!&lt;br /&gt;2. I am so madly in love with Jason that it is all I think about all of the time and I am beginning to believe I am borderline obsessed with him.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am a HUGE Greenbay Packers fan.  I named Brett after Brett Favre, he was even due on Brett Favre's birthday. &lt;br /&gt;4. I have been a bad blogger and I haven't made it to Croppers Cottage in what seems like forever!  I miss you guys so much!&lt;br /&gt;5. I haven't had time to scrapbook in months and I really miss it!&lt;br /&gt;6. I have a myspace now.  Go check it out! I want to add you as friends! http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendid=57137492&lt;br /&gt;7. I love horror movies and watch them all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Rita, Christi, Lori, and Jayne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-5311561368354605320?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5311561368354605320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=5311561368354605320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5311561368354605320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5311561368354605320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/10/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-4845285420726541979</id><published>2007-10-24T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:15.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is How I Feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx_wQst_-RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6yCqPYA2G08/s1600-h/2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx_wQst_-RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6yCqPYA2G08/s320/2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125079070643583250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx_wRct_-SI/AAAAAAAAAD8/NgsfXKNmoik/s1600-h/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx_wRct_-SI/AAAAAAAAAD8/NgsfXKNmoik/s320/3.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125079083528485154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx_wRst_-TI/AAAAAAAAAEE/P83do8sTr0w/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx_wRst_-TI/AAAAAAAAAEE/P83do8sTr0w/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125079087823452466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx_wR8t_-UI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZHnqpa5Ghu8/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx_wR8t_-UI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZHnqpa5Ghu8/s320/10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125079092118419778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx_wR8t_-VI/AAAAAAAAAEU/G2zUTznCL5U/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx_wR8t_-VI/AAAAAAAAAEU/G2zUTznCL5U/s320/14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125079092118419794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx_s1Mt_-QI/AAAAAAAAADs/wLSrk2bOcGs/s1600-h/0293ea27fa.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx_s1Mt_-QI/AAAAAAAAADs/wLSrk2bOcGs/s320/0293ea27fa.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125075299662297346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how he makes me feel!  I love him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-4845285420726541979?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4845285420726541979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=4845285420726541979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/4845285420726541979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/4845285420726541979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-how-i-feel.html' title='This Is How I Feel'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx_wQst_-RI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6yCqPYA2G08/s72-c/2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-4545481555646920602</id><published>2007-10-23T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:16.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Days In A Row!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx5_m_l7w_I/AAAAAAAAADE/ScKOIZDRL8Y/s1600-h/ilovehim2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx5_m_l7w_I/AAAAAAAAADE/ScKOIZDRL8Y/s320/ilovehim2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124673733876499442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx5_m_l7xAI/AAAAAAAAADM/ROZoiU8j0XY/s1600-h/ilovethisman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx5_m_l7xAI/AAAAAAAAADM/ROZoiU8j0XY/s320/ilovethisman.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124673733876499458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx5_nPl7xBI/AAAAAAAAADU/K3OW6kFrvfU/s1600-h/itsme2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx5_nPl7xBI/AAAAAAAAADU/K3OW6kFrvfU/s320/itsme2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124673738171466770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx5_nPl7xCI/AAAAAAAAADc/pFXpauy_zJQ/s1600-h/me2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx5_nPl7xCI/AAAAAAAAADc/pFXpauy_zJQ/s320/me2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124673738171466786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx5_nfl7xDI/AAAAAAAAADk/kKom1fFjOQg/s1600-h/meandmyboys2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx5_nfl7xDI/AAAAAAAAADk/kKom1fFjOQg/s320/meandmyboys2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124673742466434098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to share photos from the wonderful Friday night we had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-4545481555646920602?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4545481555646920602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=4545481555646920602' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/4545481555646920602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/4545481555646920602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/10/2-days-in-row.html' title='2 Days In A Row!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx5_m_l7w_I/AAAAAAAAADE/ScKOIZDRL8Y/s72-c/ilovehim2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-7838447954967685409</id><published>2007-10-22T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:16.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am *SO* in love....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx076Pl7w7I/AAAAAAAAACk/nMsaSXNRCc0/s1600-h/ILoveHim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx076Pl7w7I/AAAAAAAAACk/nMsaSXNRCc0/s320/ILoveHim.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124317822821581746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx076fl7w8I/AAAAAAAAACs/2kbB5Quctbw/s1600-h/13812t2554or6iq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx076fl7w8I/AAAAAAAAACs/2kbB5Quctbw/s320/13812t2554or6iq.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124317827116549058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx076vl7w9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/IP62Xs7a-GQ/s1600-h/bdubs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx076vl7w9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/IP62Xs7a-GQ/s320/bdubs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124317831411516370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx076vl7w-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/zN3ugazNxD4/s1600-h/Tide+Pen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx076vl7w-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/zN3ugazNxD4/s320/Tide+Pen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124317831411516386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, I am a bad, bad blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him!  I just love him.  And he finally knows!  I don't say it to him, although I wish he were listening when I hang up the phone every night. I don't go all sappy and make him uncomfortable.  But I am there, I listen, I talk, I look him in the eyes, I love him.  More than any one I have ever cared about in that way.  Had I known years ago that this is what true love feels like, I would never have married Glen.  I have never felt like this before.  It is the most amazing and wonderful feeling in the world.  To walk past his desk at work and have him smile, to stand outside at lunch talking to him, to hear my phone ring and it be his "special" tone, my heart just jumps and bounces everywhere.  He makes me feel special.  I know he care, would almost swear he loves me as well, but he is still so scared to open up and let me all the way in.  My goal is to be there by Christmas.  He finally met mom.  It was awesome.  That was his idea, I had been asking him to meet her for months.  He said, "Well I guess it is time she puts a face with the name" and I said true.  She LOVED him.  My mother actually liked him!  That is saying alot, she NEVER likes anyone that I have dated.  EVER!  They talked and laughed, and she would throw her head back and put her hand on his arm.  I am so blessed!  While talking to mom, he  happened to look over at the counter and see my cute little dry erase board that I had so lovingly written "I Love Jason" on.  Well he picked it up, looked at it, turned it to me, looked at it again, and I ran like a chicken!  Bye Mom!  We have to go now!  Ugh!  I thought, this is it, it is over before it really began, but I have enjoyed the ride.  He didn't say anything about it until we got to the restraunt.  While walking to the door, he says, "So you love me" and I decided I might as well get it over with, let him know exactly how I feel and not put it off any longer.  So I tell him "Yes, I do" and he says "I am not lovable" and I told him that is his opinion.  He didn't mention it again until later that night.  We went to a local lake and drove around for a while talking.  He asked me why I love him and what is it about him that I like so much.  So I told him.  I didn't let him get a word in edgewise.  I just kept telling him everything.  His eyes, his smile, his outlook on life, the way he treats my kids, the way he makes me feel, his honesty, the way he is all about his family, his loyalty.  He just sat there and listened to it all.  And when I was finished, he put his hand on my leg while I was driving.  I won't go into details about what happened after that, but let's just say it was amazing and he is the one who started it and finished it.  He is so amazing.  I want to be his so bad.  I hope that he loves me even half as much as I love him.  I want to marry this man, and I swore I'd never want to marry anyone again.  I want to be with him for the rest of my life, I want to grow old with him.  I want to have his children.  Send me lots of good love vibes and keep us in your thoughts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-7838447954967685409?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7838447954967685409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=7838447954967685409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7838447954967685409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7838447954967685409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-so-in-love.html' title='I am *SO* in love....'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rx076Pl7w7I/AAAAAAAAACk/nMsaSXNRCc0/s72-c/ILoveHim.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-1747372337786011349</id><published>2007-08-08T22:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:16.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Of My Sweetie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RrqPZQ1ZlsI/AAAAAAAAACc/07UrScesfts/s1600-h/jason1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RrqPZQ1ZlsI/AAAAAAAAACc/07UrScesfts/s320/jason1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096543592501581506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I'd share with you.  This is who is making me happy!  We were at Buffalo Wild Wings with some friends a couple of weeks ago.  One of our good nights.  What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div id='Artist' style='text-transform:uppercase;font:bold 13px verdana'&gt;&lt;a class='ora' style='TEXT-DECORATION:NONE;display:block;width:320px;border:solid 2px orange;padding:2px' href='http://videopapa.com/song_37544_Cherish-Do_It_To_It__Feat._Sean_Paul_Of_The_YoungBloodZ_.html' target='_blank'&gt;Cherish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class='blu' style='TEXT-DECORATION:NONE;display:block;width:320px;border:solid 2px dodgerblue;padding:2px' href='http://videopapa.com/song_37544_Cherish-Do_It_To_It__Feat._Sean_Paul_Of_The_YoungBloodZ_.html' target='_blank'&gt;Do It To It (Feat. Sean Paul Of The YoungBloodZ)&lt;embed  name='MediaPlayer' src='http://videopapa.com/asx.php?id=37544' type='application/x-mplayer2' width='300' height='260' ShowControls='1' ShowStatusBar='0' Autostart='true' loop='false' EnableContextMenu='0' DisplaySize='0' pluginspage='http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id='Site' style='text-transform: uppercase;font:bold 13px verdana'&gt;Music Video Codes By Music Jesus.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-1747372337786011349?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/1747372337786011349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=1747372337786011349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/1747372337786011349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/1747372337786011349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/08/photo-of-my-sweetie.html' title='Photo Of My Sweetie'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RrqPZQ1ZlsI/AAAAAAAAACc/07UrScesfts/s72-c/jason1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-156744680674593071</id><published>2007-08-08T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T22:43:59.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So Lonely Lately!</title><content type='html'>So things are going really well with Jason now.  He seems to be letting me in a little bit more each day.  I have spent 4 of the last 5 nights together with him.  These nights have been lasting a long time.  I am worn out from the lack of sleep.  But it is *SO* worth the lack of sleep to spend time with him.  I am hoping that by September we are finally *coming out* as a couple.  We spend a lot of time together talking and driving around.  We watch a lot of movies.  He is looking into buying a house and Friday night when he invited me over he had all these papers for me to look at.  He actually asked me which ones I liked and kept them separate from the others.  That counts for something, right?  I mean that does mean he values my opinion or something like that.  Ok, so maybe that is all in my head, but I can think what I want since it is my pea brain.  Saturday night he called and had me come over again and we took off at 3am to go look at 2 of them he was interested in.  They were both nice, and he was telling me all of these plans he would have with either one of them.  That means something to me too.  Hopefully that means he is thinking of some type of future with me, he did pick out houses with 3 and 4 bedrooms, and they have fenced in backyards.  That is good for the boys.  He has been asking when the kids are coming home and that just makes me happy.  He does like them and they love him.  So I just wanted to update how happy I have been lately.  Feeling very optimistic about this.  Hope all is well with my peeps!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-156744680674593071?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/156744680674593071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=156744680674593071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/156744680674593071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/156744680674593071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-so-lonely-lately.html' title='Not So Lonely Lately!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-2544324573708994655</id><published>2007-08-01T21:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T21:48:16.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes Lonely Nites</title><content type='html'>Men!  Do they all want to have their cake and eat it too?  I am still so confused about this whole Jason situation.  I can't figure it out.  We have the best time when we are out and lately we have had some amazing talks, but I need more than this.  I need to have some type of commitment.  There is no commitment at all, we are more like friends with benefits.  A little deeper than that, but still about the same.  We both know what we want, and most things are the same, but with him just getting out of his relationship with *her* about 4 months ago he is not ready for a relationship.  I know this, and I have told him I can wait, but the waiting is killing me.  How long does it take?  She really did a number on him.  He isn't quite so sure of himself now and he thinks every woman is out to hurt him.  He told me last weekend that he is afraid of another relationship and I told him not everyone wants to hurt him.  So for that one I got a "Yeah well I've heard that before".  So yes, we have all heard it before and we all get hurt anyway, but I have never done anything to hurt him, not in 3 years and I wouldn't ever do anything to hurt him.  At least not on purpose.  I am *SO* into him.  The more time I spend with him and the more we talk and do things the more I care about him and the more I want to be with him.  I could see myself married to him.  Not in the near future, but I could see it in the distant future.  I hope he feels the same way and can see the same things.  He is not going to find someone who will treat him the way I do and the way I always would.  Keep your fingers crossed for me.  I have a few more weeks with no kiddos to convince him of this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are all having a wonderful summer!  I have missed talking to you all!  I have been busy with work and this whole *non*relationship thing that I haven't had time to really pop in on the boards lately.  I hope to be able to post more at the cottage really soon!  I love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-2544324573708994655?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2544324573708994655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=2544324573708994655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2544324573708994655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2544324573708994655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/08/sometimes-lonely-nites.html' title='Sometimes Lonely Nites'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-398577723790772601</id><published>2007-07-13T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T20:00:08.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Days and Lonely Nights</title><content type='html'>So I don't really know what is up with Jason.  He is so flipping confusing.  One day he is fine and we are great then he is all moody and acting like he has PMS.  Argh!  Men!  I am taking the kids back to mom tomorrow morning. I will be glad to have more time to work on the house again.  I need to pack so much stuff away and take it to the attic and basement.  I am hoping to get to see Jason tomorrow nite but if I don't then oh well.  I am getting tired of little kid games. I am not in high school anymore.  We are both in our 30's and it is time to act like it.  Give me some advice!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-398577723790772601?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/398577723790772601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=398577723790772601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/398577723790772601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/398577723790772601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/07/long-days-and-lonely-nights.html' title='Long Days and Lonely Nights'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-2199289677877732486</id><published>2007-07-07T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T14:42:23.371-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update For My Friend, Miss Dora...</title><content type='html'>SO here is the lowdown my friend...  My kids are supposed to be coming home today, but I can't get hold of mom, her phone has been busy since last nite around 7ish.  So I have no idea what I am supposed to do about that.  I have been working overtime at work this week, haven't hardly gotten to do anything with Jason, sniff sniff.  I did see him Thursday nite at BW3 but only for a little bit.  I have been trying to get the kids rooms finished, getting ready to go paint Blake's as soon as I post this for you honey.  I worked 50 hours this week.  I am dead tired, I have to be honest and say I wish the kids would be with mom again this week too, I am enjoying getting things finished around the house and working on a relationship with Jason.  We had "the talk" last weekend, but I'll have to tell you that one on the phone, too long to post here!  Kyle is drinking again and left Granny's house yesterday morning on foot and noone has heard from him since.  It is my fault he got alcohol this time.  I took a nap while he was here and evidently he stole my car long enough to hit the liquor store.  Sighs.  So there is my life in a nutshell right now.  I'll call you later today or tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-2199289677877732486?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2199289677877732486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=2199289677877732486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2199289677877732486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2199289677877732486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/07/update-for-my-friend-miss-dora.html' title='Update For My Friend, Miss Dora...'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-599488150465727303</id><published>2007-06-24T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T16:52:33.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just For Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Black and White Cookie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/black-and-white-cookie.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're often conflicted in life, and you feel pulled in two opposite directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're good, you're sweet as sugar. And when you're bad, you're wicked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcookieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cookie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Summer Ride is a Jeep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoursummerridequiz/jeep.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, summer is all about having no responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to hang with old friends - and make some new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoursummerridequiz/"&gt;What's Your Summer Ride?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Mind is NC-17 Rated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/dirty-3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're mind is so filthy... you should should be washing every part of you out with soap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your thoughts can go dirty, they do. Almost everything is NC-17 to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyouhaveadirtymindquiz/"&gt;Do You Have a Dirty Mind?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Love Song Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/music.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderwall by Oasis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sure you've heard it all before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you never really had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that anybody feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I do about you now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what you want - but does that person want you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatlovesongareyouquiz/"&gt;What Love Song Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What People Think of Your Mouth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourmouthsayaboutyouquiz/full.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People see you as both demanding and irresistible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are often the center of attention - and that's how you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are up for anything and very energetic.  People sometimes propose wild ideas to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who knows? Maybe you'll take them up on it. You are known to be a little freaky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourmouthsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Mouth Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gummy Bears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/gummy-bears.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be smooshie and taste unnatural, but you're so darn cute.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcandyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Candy Are You?&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/5341934361614778089-599488150465727303?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/599488150465727303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=599488150465727303' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/599488150465727303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/599488150465727303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-for-fun.html' title='Just For Fun'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-629242783341137532</id><published>2007-06-24T15:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T08:53:51.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Kids = Mommy Having Adult Fun</title><content type='html'>So I took Blake back to mom's again Friday night.  I stayed all night there and came back yesterday evening.  I hate that drive.  5 hours each way in a car is NOT a fun trip to do 2 weekends in a row.  It wears me out.  But I was not about to let being tired keep me down last night!  I went out with some friends.  Had a pretty good time, I stayed sober *shocking* since I had no kids to come home to.  I ended up driving and my friend took off with some friends we work with so I went home, got a call from Jason and went to his house at 4am.  4AM!!  Yes, I am totally falling in love with this man.  I would go out at anytime of the day or night to spend even the smallest amount of time with him.  He is just so perfect for me!  He is cute as a button, sweet, straight forward and tells it like it is, which I TOTALLY need to have done...  He has the most beautiful blue eyes and this amazing smile that just makes me melt when I see it.  And he does this *thing* with his left eyebrow that makes me want him even more.  I just can't do it with my eyebrow, and I know it sounds stupid, most people can raise one eyebrow and no big deal, but when he does it, it just does things to me, haha!  I wish I knew how he really feels about me.  I am so scared that I am going to get hurt.  I can see it happening, and he is the first person I have let myself really care about, the first person I have even wanted to care about since my divorce.  He is so amazing with my kids and they both love him.  He would be an amazing father for them.  I know he wants to have kids of his own, which I would love to do in a heartbeat, and we have discussed the things we want to do *when we grow up* already.  He has just never said what exactly it is that he thinks of us or wants for us.  I wish he would give me some type of clue.  My biological clock is ticking!  I am 32, and I would like to have 2 more kids before I am 40.  I think he is going to come over tonight, so maybe I will get some type of clue then.  If you are reading this, please send some good lovin' vibes my way!  I need them.  I have been sending up lots of prayers for this and I have been wanting him for so long now!  These past 8 months have been amazing, not exactly dating, but spending a lot of time together getting to know him and his likes/dislikes...  I amgoing to fall and it is going to be a hard fall. I want this relationship *SO* bad!  I need him.  I can make him happy and he makes me happy, and that IS what it is all about, right?  Keep us in your thoughts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-629242783341137532?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/629242783341137532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=629242783341137532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/629242783341137532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/629242783341137532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-kids-mommy-having-adult-fun.html' title='No Kids = Mommy Having Adult Fun'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-5907330977448339065</id><published>2007-06-02T12:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T12:49:29.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind of Alcohol Are You?</title><content type='html'>Grey Goose baby!!  Yes!  I am so a vodka drinker!  This is sooooo me!!  What kind are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;table style="border:1px #000 solid; width:300px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  align="center" bgcolor="#999999" padding="0" margin="0"&gt;&lt;font size="+2" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;What alcohol are you??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/stat/189/1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.testriffic.com/resultfiles/5199greygoose.jpg" alt="GREY GOOSE" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;GREY GOOSE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px; color:#000;"&gt;Goose gets you Loose. Casual partying. You dont party that often but when you do. Goose gets you loose. Drink up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;How do you compare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/test/CoronaChica/189/What-alcohol-are-you--"&gt; Take this test!&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com"&gt;Tests from Testriffic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-5907330977448339065?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5907330977448339065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=5907330977448339065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5907330977448339065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5907330977448339065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-kind-of-alcohol-are-you.html' title='What Kind of Alcohol Are You?'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-8809524049087442901</id><published>2007-06-01T14:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T14:43:39.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="samedomain" align="middle" flashvars="h1=Brett     momma's&amp;h2=Blake       Boys&amp;h1x=23.9&amp;h1y=141.75&amp;h2x=196.45&amp;h2y=159.35&amp;dom=http://www.CommentYou.com" src="http://www.CommentYou.com/Generators/Grunge-Heart/grungeheart.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="400" width="400" wmode="transparent" name="Grunge Hearts"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.CommentYou.com"&gt;Make Grunge Hearts at CommentYou.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-8809524049087442901?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8809524049087442901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=8809524049087442901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/8809524049087442901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/8809524049087442901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-3650264393030993792</id><published>2007-05-31T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T15:49:37.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Friend</title><content type='html'>A good friend from work passed away a few hours ago.  I am so sad.  I just talked to her Monday at work.  We laughed and joked around for a few minutes at break time.  She told everyone she felt like she had an elephant on her chest but wouldn't go to the dr when everyone told her to because she didn't want to lose her holiday pay. So she went after work and they found a blood clot in her lung.  I found out yesterday she was in the hospital and I was going to go see her but I was so tired after work and I didn't go, thinking I'd go today when I left early.  Apparently they had her on medicine trying to keep it from going to her heart but when they did tests they found out she had them all thru her legs.  The dr said the only time he had seen that many blood clots in one person was when he did an autopsy.  She died about 3 hours ago.  She was such a sweet and friendly person!  Everyone loved her!  And she was so young!  Only in her late 30's.  She had gastric by~pass a few years ago and was starting to gain a little weight back, but she seemed to be doing so well!  I just can't believe she is gone!  I left work early today and my friend John called me and told me what happened.  I just feel so guilty for not going to see her!  Why oh why didn't I go?!  I should have gone!  I feel so bad!  She wasn't married and didn't have any kids.  Her sister~n~law coordinates the summer soccer that Brett plays.  I just can't imagine how they feel right now!  She was so young, sweet, nice to everyone!  She never had a bad word to say about anyone!  Why she is gone so soon is such a mystery and such a sad thing to go through!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracy, I will love you and miss you always!  You were such a good person and sweet friend!  Rest in peace dear friend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-3650264393030993792?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3650264393030993792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=3650264393030993792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/3650264393030993792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/3650264393030993792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-friend.html' title='A Good Friend'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-2398631058598099636</id><published>2007-05-26T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:17.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Soccer Game</title><content type='html'>Brett's team won!  He had such a fabulous day!  He got the CUTEST bobble head trophy!  It is a kids body with a bobble soccer ball for the head!  Too cute!  We also got the pictures back today and they are ADORABLE!  We got the basic package, a magazine cover, and a statuette.  The statuette is sooooo adorable!!  I love it!!  Here are the pics themselves, what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RljtZYRfDWI/AAAAAAAAACE/UL82_Nz0tzs/s1600-h/soccer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RljtZYRfDWI/AAAAAAAAACE/UL82_Nz0tzs/s320/soccer.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069062400873794914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RljtZYRfDXI/AAAAAAAAACM/m-nSFv07vEE/s1600-h/soccermag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RljtZYRfDXI/AAAAAAAAACM/m-nSFv07vEE/s320/soccermag.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069062400873794930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-2398631058598099636?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2398631058598099636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=2398631058598099636' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2398631058598099636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2398631058598099636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-soccer-game.html' title='Last Soccer Game'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RljtZYRfDWI/AAAAAAAAACE/UL82_Nz0tzs/s72-c/soccer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-3247927616280960860</id><published>2007-05-25T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:17.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited that it is Friday!  I LIVE for Friday!  Today we were dead at work, I'm talking 5-8 minutes between calls, can I get a whoop~whoop!  SO to fill in the gaps between calls I decided to try to work on some pages.  I had some older photos at work and a whole box of supplies handy, so that is what I did. I even managed to get 2 pages finished.  They aren't much, they were easy and simple but I love them just the same.  I'm off here for a while, but I'll update more later tonite!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RldmAYRfDUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/1AFMoeiHrQc/s1600-h/joyfulholidays.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RldmAYRfDUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/1AFMoeiHrQc/s320/joyfulholidays.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068632062330604866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RldmJYRfDVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2D9ambFFr8w/s1600-h/letitsnowbaby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RldmJYRfDVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/2D9ambFFr8w/s320/letitsnowbaby.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068632216949427538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px; background-color:#CCCCCC; border-width:2px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid; padding:8px;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="7"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="width:18px; height:18px; background-color:#0033FF; border-width:1px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="width:18px; height:18px; background-color:#0066FF; border-width:1px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="width:18px; height:18px; background-color:#0099FF; border-width:1px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="width:18px; height:18px; background-color:#00CCFF; border-width:1px; border-color:#000000; border-style:solid;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial; font-size:20px; font-weight:bold; color:#0066FF;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p align="justify" style="font-family:verdana,arial; font-size:10px;color:#000000;"&gt;You give your love and friendship unconditionally. You enjoy long, thoughtful conversations rich in philosophy and spirituality. You are very loyal and intuitive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.quizmeme.com/color/" target="_blank" style="font-family:verdana,arial; font-size:9px; text-decoration:none; color:#0066FF;"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Find out your color at QuizMeme.com!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-3247927616280960860?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/3247927616280960860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=3247927616280960860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/3247927616280960860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/3247927616280960860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/05/tgif.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RldmAYRfDUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/1AFMoeiHrQc/s72-c/joyfulholidays.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-5461345397677634443</id><published>2007-05-21T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:17.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I *hate* Monday's!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RlJK84RfDTI/AAAAAAAAABs/brAV90EQLl0/s1600-h/johhny.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RlJK84RfDTI/AAAAAAAAABs/brAV90EQLl0/s320/johhny.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067194940503559474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Monday's generally suck, but today sucked the most!  Why is it that when you try to help people and it doesn't work out for them, they always put you in the middle?  I am not going to go into details, those of you close to me know, but for goodness sake, LEAVE ME OUT OF YOUR PROBLEMS!  I HAVE MY OWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I get to work today and we are slammed.  Calls on hold, long calls, griping customers..  If you have a Cingular phone, please let me tell you a secret and save you and the rep you get on the phone some time..  If you are having a problem with your phone, ie: your voicemail doesn't work, you can't send or receive text messages or multimedia messages, you can't access the internet from your phone, you can't download a ring tone, and anything else that is a problem with the phone itself, DON'T CALL FROM THE FLIPPING PHONE!  WE CAN'T FIX IT IF YOU ARE ON IT!  THIS IS COMMON SENSE TO ME!  I just can't for the life of me figure out why people don't know this?!  I mean, if your landline phone is not working, then you aren't going to call from it right?  If your stove is not working right, you aren't going to keep using it until the repair person comes..  Common sense, right?  We reps on the phone have stats that we have to meet or we lose our jobs.  If you call from your phone and I have to call you on another phone, I am losing my availability percentage and I get in trouble.  I have to be available to take calls at least 85% of the time.  If I am on an outside line with you because you called from your phone, my percentage keeps dropping.  A 10 minute call on my outbound line can make my availability drop to 75% and it is hard to get it back up when it drops that low.  Please help us out!  Don't call from the phone, and if you are calling about another phone on your account that is not working, please have that phone with you so we can troubleshoot it!  If you don't have it with you, I can't fix it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am getting off the soapbox now.  I hope tomorrow is better.  Have a great Monday everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-5461345397677634443?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5461345397677634443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=5461345397677634443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5461345397677634443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5461345397677634443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-hate-mondays.html' title='I *hate* Monday&apos;s!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RlJK84RfDTI/AAAAAAAAABs/brAV90EQLl0/s72-c/johhny.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-8120270536580956951</id><published>2007-05-16T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T14:35:08.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby is graduating!</title><content type='html'>Well, he is graduating from kindergarten.  But he does get a cap and gown.  I can't believe my baby is going to be in 1st grade!  How and when did he grow up?  I don't think I like it, not one little bit!  He is such a smarty pants too!  I guess I must not pay as much attention as I should, because I am amazed daily at the things he knows!  He writes so well, he is an excellant reader, he can spell really well, (which I don't like so much, because now I can't spell things to people when we are talking because he knows what I say).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomororw night is his graduation.  I couldn't get a shift trade at work, so I will be pushing it to get home, get ready, and have him there on time.  I am so glad my mom and stepdad are coming in!  That will be a HUGE help!  If I am lucky they will have the kids ready by the time I get home.  I might end up taking 2 hours of vacation time at the end of my shift so I can get ready in time.  This is a special occasion, so I have to look ready and not stressed!  I'll post pics when I get them developed.  Someone needs to make me go digital!  Argh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the other day, he had the funniest conversation with me.  I was rolling by the time he finished.  It went like this...  "Mommy, when you get paid and have money again, you can't waste it.  You have to save the money.  (here he has his hands in the air and is waving them up and down for emphasis as he talks)  You have to save the money, mommy.  Don't waste it, (long pause here) on groceries and stuff. Just use what we already have.  If we save our money, and count by 10's, we will get to 100 faster than if we count by 1's and 5's and when we get to 100 I can get a Nintendo DS." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nintendo Ds?  What in the world?!  Where did that come from?  The funnies thing is he was sooooo serious when he was saying this!  Because you know, a Nintendo is WAY more important than groceries and "stuff".  It was so hard to keep a straight face while he was saying all of this.  I didn't want to hurt his feelings because he was really serious.  I had to leave the room and go call mom.  Kids!  Soooo funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-8120270536580956951?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8120270536580956951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=8120270536580956951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/8120270536580956951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/8120270536580956951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-baby-is-graduating.html' title='My baby is graduating!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-6964157909724905815</id><published>2007-05-13T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:18.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scattergories and Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RkfRFnnLDQI/AAAAAAAAABk/yHkBzzu2L-Y/s1600-h/mothersday2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RkfRFnnLDQI/AAAAAAAAABk/yHkBzzu2L-Y/s320/mothersday2007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064246200464248066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off I want to say Happy Mothers Day to everyone!! Hope you all had a fabulous day!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our zoo trip Friday was awesome! We had SUCH a wonderful time!  We got started a litle late, everyone didn't make it to the school on time, and yes, I did!  Once we got started it was fun.  4 kids and 3 adults in one vehicle was not as bad as I thought.  The kids were amazing!  No arguing, not too loud, great!!  We did take a wrong turn, or 2 ha ha!  We did 2 U~turns on I270.  Sooo funny!  You haven't lived until you have done a u~turn in a minivan and screeched the tires, spinning out gravel!  OMG it was hilarious!  We finally got there and because of our wrong turns, the rest of the group beat us, so they had our tickets ready and we bypassed the entire group waiting in line.  It was HUGE too!  I bet there were 40 school busses there!  Once we got in it was amazing!  We saw flamingos, humboldt penguins, tigers, elephants, peacocks, manatees, rays, snakes..  We got to see the biggest snake in captivity in the whole world.  It was a 33 foot long reticulated python.  Ewwww!  The kids loved it though!  We also got to see the cutest little bats and those HUGE flying fox bats!  Man those suckers, no pun intended, are HUGE!!  I saw so many snakes I had the creeps for a while.  Brett loved them.  We also got to see the cutest little baby silver back gorilla.  He was 1 year old.  So stinkin' cute!  The 3 year old gorilla baby was a little bit jealous and grabbed the littlest one by the foot dragging it from the room it was in to the next one, and let me tell you!  Momma gorilla's are NOT to be messed with!  Wow!  She took off after the bigger one and it dropped the baby and took off.  Soooo funny!  Little man was ok and climbed up on mama's back and all was fine again in his world.  There were baby goats no bigger than a pomeranian, 2 huge buffalo, some weird looking deer.  Blake LOVED the aquarium the best.  He was in awe of all the fish.  I hope my pics turned out well!  The kids rode the merry go round and we took a boat ride.  Those were both fun. I took 6 rolls of pics, woo hoo!  Now to get them developed!  Oh yeah, we saw mountain lions, and Blake promptly broke into "meeeoooow meeeeooowwww" when he saw them.  That was the cutest!  I can't remember what else we saw, but we had a blast!  On the way home we totally went the wrong way!  Instead of going south we went east?!  Needless to say, we drove about an hour before we figured it out!  Got home around 1:30am and went straight to bed. I'll post pics when I get them back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett had his soccer game yesterday at 4.  His shirt conveniently found it's way home with mom last weekend, and she express mailed it to me on Thursday, however, she forgot to check the box that says I didn't have to sign for it, so when the mailman came yesterday, he didn't ring the doorbell, I didn't know he had been here, and I missed the freaking package.  Arghhh!  So I called and called the post office and noone would answer the blasted phone for 3 hours!!  So we had no soccer shirt for the game.  I called the coach and he said there were no extras, great!  So he says any yellow shirt will do.  I have NO yellow shirts that match the soccer shirt, and the only one close enough was one that belonged to the babysitter's daughter.  So that is what he wore.  A yellow shirt 2 shades lighter than the uniform one that said "Garner Baptist Church" on it.  He sitll looked cute though.  Thank goodness it wasn't picture week this week!  No goals this week, we lost our game by 2.  Brett ran the ball up the field several times though!  He is such a great player!  He got hurt on the last play of the game.  He kept the other team from scoring because our goalie was sure not paying attention, but in doing so, he got kicked really hard in the ankle and had to be carried off the field crying.  Scared me to death!  OMG it was a horrible feeling thinking he had gotten really hurt!  I ran over and we stripped his shin guard and sock off, thinking he had twisted his ankle, only to have him staring at me with huge teary eyes telling me the other kid "kicked me on purpose".  The other kid didn't mean to kick him, he was trying to kick the ball in the goal, but my poor crying baby didn't want to hear that.  He got over it about 20 minutes later and was fine again.  We went home and he took a cool bath and felt much better.  He was so hot.  His face was blood red.  Cool bath's are rockin'!  That was finally the end of last nite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I saw this on another blog I read, and I thought it looked like fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCATTERGORIES...it's harder than it looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Name: Valeri        &lt;br /&gt;1. Famous Singer/Band: Veruca Salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. 4 letter word: verb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Color: violet&lt;br /&gt;3. Street: ventura avenue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Gifts/Presents: venice plane tickets&lt;br /&gt;6. Vehicle: volkswagon bug&lt;br /&gt;7. Things in a Souvenir Shop: very pretty post cards(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Boy Name: Victor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Girl Name: Victoria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Movie Title: V  the one about the lizard alien people &lt;br /&gt;11. Drink: vodka collins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Occupation: violinist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Flower: violet&lt;br /&gt;14. Celebrity: valerie bertanelli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Magazine: vanity fair&lt;br /&gt;16. U.S. City: venice california&lt;br /&gt;17. Pro Sports Teams: las vegas venom&lt;br /&gt;18. Fruit: velvet apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Reason for Being Late for Work:  very late sleeping children&lt;br /&gt;20. Something You Throw Away:  very stinky diapers&lt;br /&gt;21. Things You Shout:  victory!&lt;br /&gt;22. Cartoon Character:  no idea at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the&lt;br /&gt;following...They MUST be real places, names, things...NOTHING made up!  &lt;br /&gt;If  you can't think of anything, skip it. Try to use different answers if the&lt;br /&gt;person before you had the same 1st initial. You CAN'T use your name for the&lt;br /&gt;boy/girl name question... Now Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Lori, Rita, and Cami..  if you all read this ha ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-6964157909724905815?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6964157909724905815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=6964157909724905815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/6964157909724905815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/6964157909724905815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/05/scattergories-and-mothers-day.html' title='Scattergories and Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RkfRFnnLDQI/AAAAAAAAABk/yHkBzzu2L-Y/s72-c/mothersday2007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-5665073178674200208</id><published>2007-05-08T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T19:39:40.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Tired</title><content type='html'>I just can't seem to get enough rest the last few days!  I am so tired!  I even came home from work early today and took a 3 hour nap!  Yet here I am still dead tired!  I am not sleeping well at night, the boys are both wiggle worms and I get squished into one position for the night.  I &lt;strong&gt;have&lt;/strong&gt; to get these boys in their own rooms and out of my bed!  As much as I love to snuggle with them, I need my own space back!  I have had a kid in my bed for 6 and a half years now.  When the kids were at moms not to long ago I so enjoyed having my bed to myself again!  Does that make me a selfish mommy?  I love to sleep with them, and I love listening to the breathe so calmly when they are asleep, but I need some mommy space and mommy time.  Mom spent a fortune on furniture for both of their rooms and neither one of them will sleep in them. Brett won't even go upstairs and get into my bed unless I go with him.  He has to be right there with me at all times.  I feel so smothered sometimes!  Sooooo give me some of your motherly advice on how to either get them in their own rooms, or to get over this "needing my own space" feeling.  Help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-5665073178674200208?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5665073178674200208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=5665073178674200208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5665073178674200208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5665073178674200208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-tired.html' title='So Tired'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-2575639684695081034</id><published>2007-05-06T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:18.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My one and only layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rj5QunnLDPI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z1KhU6VrXRE/s1600-h/reasonswhy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rj5QunnLDPI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z1KhU6VrXRE/s320/reasonswhy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061571793048505586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the only layout I completely finished yesterday at the crop.  I guess one is better than none, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-2575639684695081034?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2575639684695081034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=2575639684695081034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2575639684695081034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2575639684695081034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-one-and-only-layout.html' title='My one and only layout'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/Rj5QunnLDPI/AAAAAAAAABc/Z1KhU6VrXRE/s72-c/reasonswhy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-2043711584810824050</id><published>2007-05-05T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:07:09.158-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (late) National Scrapbook Day!</title><content type='html'>What did YOU do today?  I went to a crop, the first one in years!  I didn't get very much done, only a page and a half, but better than nothing!  The one I did complete is for Diane's challenge #1  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett had a soccer game this morning and he scored the only goal of the entire game!  I was so proud!!!  He came running down the field with both hands in fists, arms pumping up and down, and the biggest smile in the world!  It was so awesome!!  He was really glad because this weekend his Nonny and his Brookie came in, so he had 2 of his most important people there watching his game. After the game he had extra special treats.  Brookie took him to see TMNT ane then to Baskin Robbins for a cookie  dough shake, his fave.  Then Mom and I took him to Ruby Tuesdays for dinner and he had the biggest icecream cake with hot fudge and whipped cream that I have ever seen.  He had a fabulous day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your day was as awesome as ours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.cropperscottage.com/showthread.php?t=41817"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-2043711584810824050?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2043711584810824050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=2043711584810824050' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2043711584810824050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2043711584810824050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-late-national-scrapbook-day.html' title='Happy (late) National Scrapbook Day!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-7231334073470412314</id><published>2007-05-03T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:19.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun photos from a friend..</title><content type='html'>So MaryJo sent me these pics that she took of Blake and Brett.  Some of them are so funny!  I had to share.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is coming in tomorrow. I am so excited!  I can't wait to see her.  I hate that she lives so far away!  I wish she were closer to me.  I left work early today to try and work on the house, but I think that the kids made a bigger mess than it was in before.  Oh well, she will have to deal with it I guess.  I could always let her take the boys for the evening and I can clean in peace...  Er, maybe I could scrap some in peace as well?  Fingers crossed on that one!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, here are the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett was chillin' in this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjqOc3nLDLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oOxw4pmJHnA/s1600-h/chillin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjqOc3nLDLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oOxw4pmJHnA/s320/chillin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060513757919906994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake is going to be a plumber, I can see it coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjqOdHnLDMI/AAAAAAAAABE/n7p2TaebkB0/s1600-h/plumberblake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjqOdHnLDMI/AAAAAAAAABE/n7p2TaebkB0/s320/plumberblake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060513762214874306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He couldn't stay awake long enough to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjqOdXnLDNI/AAAAAAAAABM/UG8PhUiPJUo/s1600-h/sleepyhighchair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjqOdXnLDNI/AAAAAAAAABM/UG8PhUiPJUo/s320/sleepyhighchair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060513766509841618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ignore the mommy in this one..  Focus on the cute face of the baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjqOBnnLDKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/8gA6GOOpmHk/s1600-h/mommyandblake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjqOBnnLDKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/8gA6GOOpmHk/s320/mommyandblake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060513289768471714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elton John wanna be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjqNt3nLDJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Im5CA8pYvhc/s1600-h/eltonblake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjqNt3nLDJI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Im5CA8pYvhc/s320/eltonblake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060512950466055314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A better pic of the cute little face from above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjqPh3nLDOI/AAAAAAAAABU/clu5ZACaUIM/s1600-h/blakeblueeyes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjqPh3nLDOI/AAAAAAAAABU/clu5ZACaUIM/s320/blakeblueeyes.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060514943330880738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-7231334073470412314?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7231334073470412314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=7231334073470412314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7231334073470412314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7231334073470412314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/05/fun-photos-from-friend.html' title='Fun photos from a friend..'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjqOc3nLDLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/oOxw4pmJHnA/s72-c/chillin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-2126870024292707335</id><published>2007-05-02T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T20:30:22.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick baby and messy house...</title><content type='html'>So I had to take 4 hours of vacation time today so that I could take Blake to the dr.  He has an upper respiratory infection and really bad allergies. So now we are on zithromax and zyrtec and robitussin dm..  So many meds for such a little tyke!  He did gain a pound.  He now weighs 22  pounds 10.5 ounces. Small for his age, but he is short too!  Right now the sweet little thing is sound asleep on the couch with his "buh".  They are so cute when they are sleeping!  Not to mention quiet!  Silence is golden!!  I am sitting here playing and watching Crossing Jordan in peace!  I love it!  Well, commercials are off so here I go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-2126870024292707335?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/2126870024292707335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=2126870024292707335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2126870024292707335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/2126870024292707335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/05/sick-baby-and-messy-house.html' title='Sick baby and messy house...'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-8696787601859737422</id><published>2007-05-01T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:19.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My only 2 layouts for the year!</title><content type='html'>I am an awful scrapper this year!  I have altered more and made more cards than I have scrapped this year!  I have only done 2 layouts!  Arghh!  On the upside, I am going to an all day crop on Saturday, you know it IS National Scrapbooking Day after all.  I hope to get lots and lots of pages finished!  My friend/babysitter, Amy and her daughter Faye are going to go with me.  It will be lots of fun!  I haven't had a girls day out forever!  This will be such a blast!  I love Amy and her girls both rock!  They are the sweetest things!  I can't wait til Saturday!  So since Saturday is still a few days away, I thought I'd share my only 2 poor, lonely layouts of the year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjflMHnLDHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LPs8bh8-2Oc/s1600-h/bestfriends.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjflMHnLDHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LPs8bh8-2Oc/s320/bestfriends.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059764702738582642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjflXXnLDII/AAAAAAAAAAk/IialPUmn4Gw/s1600-h/lovethislittleboy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjflXXnLDII/AAAAAAAAAAk/IialPUmn4Gw/s320/lovethislittleboy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059764896012110978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-8696787601859737422?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8696787601859737422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=8696787601859737422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/8696787601859737422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/8696787601859737422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-only-2-layouts-for-year.html' title='My only 2 layouts for the year!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjflMHnLDHI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LPs8bh8-2Oc/s72-c/bestfriends.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-5725957284789587022</id><published>2007-04-30T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:19.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 posts in one day!</title><content type='html'>We had the best weekend.  Brett had a soccer game Saturday, bright and early at 9am (soooo NOT my choice of times for a Saturday).  My baby did SO good!  I was so proud!  He ran the ball all the way down the field 4 times without scoring a goal.  But the final play of the game...  My baby ran down the field, he kicked, and he SCORED!  The final goal of the game!  That is my boy!  He ran back down the field yelling "Momma did you see what I did?!  Did you see?  Did you, Momma?"  He was so awesome!!  I love how he is just so great at every sport he tries!  He has tennis lessons this year as well, which he really enjoys, but it is nothing compared to his love of soccer and football.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday Brett spent the day with his most favorite uncle in the world.  Sunday's are what we lovingly call "Uncle Steve day".  Brett spends almost all day at Steve's house doing "manly" things, ha ha.  This weekend Steve took the training wheels off of his bike and had Brett jump on.  Well don't you know the child took right off?!  Turning and standing up and not falling over!  I totally was waiting for the whole 'go 4 feet and fall over sideways and get a big boo~boo on your knee' kind of first ride.  But not my little man!  He was so good!  I have lots of pics of his bike riding but since I am not in the digital camera age yet, you will just have to wait til I get the film developed.  Same with the soccer pics.  I am so behind on my film!  I have so many layouts planned but the film is sitting in a drawer in the kitchen.  One day soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that sums up the "sporty" part of the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake's new things this weekend were learning words.  He is FINALLY starting to talk some!  He is almost 23 months old!!  He says your normal baby words, momma, buh (Brett or Bubby), bye~bye, ni~ni (nite nite)...  You know, baby words.  But now he is saying "lelloooowwwwwwww" for hello.  It is SO stinkin' funny to watch him!  When he gets to the "o" he curls his tongue and the "o" sound keeps going.  He drags it out for about 5 seconds.  Too cute!  He also learned how to say thank you.  His version is "tay too" which just sounds so adorable! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I love these boys!  Every dirt covered, sticky faced, lovable inch of them!  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjarEHnLDGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JoiXhYDWeEU/s1600-h/smithboysfall06.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjarEHnLDGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JoiXhYDWeEU/s320/smithboysfall06.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059419318648507490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-5725957284789587022?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/5725957284789587022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=5725957284789587022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5725957284789587022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/5725957284789587022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/04/2-posts-in-one-day.html' title='2 posts in one day!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjarEHnLDGI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JoiXhYDWeEU/s72-c/smithboysfall06.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-4900280619922225086</id><published>2007-04-30T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T21:27:36.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Joey is at peace...</title><content type='html'>Joey passed away 2 nights ago.  I was so sorry to read this.  Sorry for his mommy and daddy.  How can one ready themselves to go through what they are at this time?  I am glad that Joey is no longer in pain.  I am so glad to know he is not suffering now.  But my heart is aching for this family I have never met.  This story touched me for some reason.  If she never reads this, and chances are she never will, I wish them all the best and I wish speedy peace for the entire family, especially this mother who has lost a child so dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-4900280619922225086?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/4900280619922225086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=4900280619922225086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/4900280619922225086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/4900280619922225086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/04/little-joey-is-at-peace.html' title='Little Joey is at peace...'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-7677767960922450591</id><published>2007-04-28T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T22:50:56.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>15 people with my name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" cellpadding="1" border="0" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color: #0066B3; color: white; font: 16px/1.1 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HowManyOfMe.com&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;table width="100%" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" cellpadding="0" border="0" cellspacing="0" style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="120" style="padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://howmanyofme.com" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://extimg.howmanyofme.com/extimages/howmany-logo.png" alt="Logo" width="100" height="100" style="border: 1px black" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font: 16px/1.1 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #000;"&gt;There are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; people with my name&lt;br /&gt; in the U.S.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a style="color: #0066B3; text-decoration: underline; font: bold 16px/1.8 Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" href="&lt;a href="&gt;how/'&gt;http://howmanyofme.com"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; many have your name?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't believe that only 15 people in the US have my name!  I am guessing it is because of the "e" not being on the end of my name.  Thought it was cool to be only1 of 15! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-7677767960922450591?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/7677767960922450591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=7677767960922450591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7677767960922450591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/7677767960922450591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/04/15-people-with-my-name.html' title='15 people with my name?'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-6954053120170255256</id><published>2007-04-28T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T17:54:19.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Seen This?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjPZG3nLDFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3SU31vj_wxY/s1600-h/jengallacher-1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058625518497893458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjPZG3nLDFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3SU31vj_wxY/s320/jengallacher-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just feel terrible sadness for Jen and her family. Her 13 year old son is dying of colon cancer and has been life flighted to the hospital. I have been following her story for a while now, and her sweet Joey doesn't have much time left. Words can't express the sadness and heartache that she and her entire family must be feeling at this time. We have been praying and thinking of them every day. I just can't imagine what it must feel like to have to say your last goodbye to your child. Please pray for this family and hug your own children tighter and longer tonight. I know I will. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here is the link in case you haven't seen it or would like to read her story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jengallacher.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://jengallacher.blogspot.com/&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/5341934361614778089-6954053120170255256?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/6954053120170255256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=6954053120170255256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/6954053120170255256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/6954053120170255256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/04/have-you-seen-this.html' title='Have You Seen This?'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DLVYmzLzkrk/RjPZG3nLDFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3SU31vj_wxY/s72-c/jengallacher-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5341934361614778089.post-8634567324570595856</id><published>2007-04-26T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T20:23:23.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Finally Did It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I finally did it!  I have a blog!  Now we will see how long I can keep up with it!  I absolutely enjoy reading everyone else's blogs, so I figured it was time for my own.  Now if I can figure out how to add stuff and make it look cool, I'll be doing well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5341934361614778089-8634567324570595856?l=mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/feeds/8634567324570595856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5341934361614778089&amp;postID=8634567324570595856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/8634567324570595856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5341934361614778089/posts/default/8634567324570595856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mylifewithlittleboys.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-finally-did-it.html' title='I Finally Did It!'/><author><name>Valeri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05508207665848819863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4h5NB61X3dk/TXjtHK9y_QI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/clFsPQvxHHY/s220/1me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
