<?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-7025538214582837085</id><updated>2012-01-01T22:57:34.884-08:00</updated><category term='stacey&apos;s stuff'/><category term='babies'/><category term='I&apos;m grateful for'/><category term='I highly recommend this'/><category term='sisters'/><category term='magic'/><category term='The Terrys'/><category term='oouch'/><category term='videos'/><category term='ashton'/><category term='Pregnancy sucks but the baby at the end smells good'/><category term='super powers'/><category term='disastrous'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='I need your HELP'/><category term='journal entry'/><category term='getting crafty'/><category term='tigers'/><category term='for your &quot;amusement&quot;'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='dress up'/><category term='special days'/><category term='Aiden'/><category term='my grandma'/><category term='someday I&apos;ll look back and laugh'/><category term='scrapbook pages'/><category term='Sunday stuff'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='the great outdoors'/><category term='my favorite things'/><category term='two little monkeys'/><category term='us'/><category term='my boys doing sweet things'/><category term='andrew'/><category term='I want to be healthy'/><category term='I love food'/><category term='that makes me laugh'/><category term='The Hamptons'/><category term='trains planes and automobiles'/><category term='I&apos;ve been tagged'/><category term='I&apos;m cRaZy'/><category term='going places'/><category term='love and marriage'/><category term='Disneyland♥'/><category term='growing up'/><title type='text'>Andrew, Stacey, Ashton and Aiden♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>230</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1856843860315578656</id><published>2011-12-29T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T23:07:10.650-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas tree o' Christmas tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE my Christmas tree this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Andrew and I went to three different tree farms (In the icy cold of Utah night) to find just the "right" tree... when we walked into the third place, we both saw this one right away, like it was glowing and meant JUST for us... maybe &lt;i&gt;thats&lt;/i&gt; why I love it?! OR, maybe, its because it's in our very own home this year?!! Or, because those huge red flowers were clearanced out for 50 cents each?!? Or possibly, its because my little boys LOVE it... They get more excited about the lights being on than I do (if thats possible) and the ornaments become the perfect little balls for them to roll into every room of the house.... lol, but seriously, I don't mind. Because I "get it", CHRISTMAS TREES ARE AWESOME... :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P5hedP5d_-w/Tv1fLWZAAPI/AAAAAAAAC1I/i4D1ZSm17wA/s400/IMG_8319.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691810152659812594" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pv8k2MdE01U/Tv1fLoCc8qI/AAAAAAAAC1U/ne3NKVIdb_g/s400/IMG_8356.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691810157397078690" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...I dont ever want to take it down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1856843860315578656?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1856843860315578656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1856843860315578656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1856843860315578656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1856843860315578656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-tree-o-christmas-tree.html' title='Christmas tree o&apos; Christmas tree'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P5hedP5d_-w/Tv1fLWZAAPI/AAAAAAAAC1I/i4D1ZSm17wA/s72-c/IMG_8319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7813037327465302784</id><published>2011-10-21T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T12:01:46.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and marriage'/><title type='text'>5 Years of bliss.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eBBCbhbpodw/TqG_zhBbgfI/AAAAAAAAC08/mg6LDh8TfxY/s1600/5years.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eBBCbhbpodw/TqG_zhBbgfI/AAAAAAAAC08/mg6LDh8TfxY/s400/5years.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666020697967395314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is our anniversary! 5 sweet years under our belt. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im grateful that I found this catch of a man and for all of our crazy adventures together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love being Mrs. Andrew Terry... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy anniversary, babe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7813037327465302784?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7813037327465302784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7813037327465302784&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7813037327465302784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7813037327465302784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2011/10/5-years-of-bliss.html' title='5 Years of bliss.....'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eBBCbhbpodw/TqG_zhBbgfI/AAAAAAAAC08/mg6LDh8TfxY/s72-c/5years.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1190650490189289853</id><published>2011-06-18T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T11:14:23.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m grateful for'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew'/><title type='text'>Brought to you today by the letter D...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xc6uqt1Cva4/Tf1E2pDGBcI/AAAAAAAAC00/SGGSOlRHSag/s1600/IMG_6513.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xc6uqt1Cva4/Tf1E2pDGBcI/AAAAAAAAC00/SGGSOlRHSag/s400/IMG_6513.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619723615550703042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;D is for Daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a while since I've written on here, but I thought to myself, &lt;i&gt;what better time to get back on then Fathers Day&lt;/i&gt;? Am I right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVlbEik_ggY/Tf1E2ei1lrI/AAAAAAAAC0s/BHt0m1Wq55o/s1600/254461_10150230665848970_535103969_7520607_2633539_s.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xVlbEik_ggY/Tf1E2ei1lrI/AAAAAAAAC0s/BHt0m1Wq55o/s400/254461_10150230665848970_535103969_7520607_2633539_s.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619723612731053746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish this picture bigger, so you could clearly see the love that my Daddy has for me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have the BEST Dad in the world! From toddler tickles to teenage tender letters, he has always showed me how much he loves me. All I can say is that Im&lt;i&gt; sure&lt;/i&gt; I have him wrapped around my little finger, because I know that he would do anything for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zoKAQ0mSKs/Tf1E1_pqSBI/AAAAAAAAC0k/MaGlAQwkeQg/s1600/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zoKAQ0mSKs/Tf1E1_pqSBI/AAAAAAAAC0k/MaGlAQwkeQg/s400/Picnik%2Bcollage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619723604438173714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and how lucky are my boys to also have the BEST Daddy in the WORLD!?!? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our hearts have a huge place for you, Daddy, this weekend and always!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY FATHERS DAY to ALL of YOU AMAZING DADDYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1190650490189289853?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1190650490189289853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1190650490189289853&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1190650490189289853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1190650490189289853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2011/06/brought-to-you-today-by-letter-d.html' title='Brought to you today by the letter D...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xc6uqt1Cva4/Tf1E2pDGBcI/AAAAAAAAC00/SGGSOlRHSag/s72-c/IMG_6513.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-6350134419343945334</id><published>2011-01-07T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T10:29:19.989-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hamptons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Noa Lorelai Shook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to the world little Noa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congrats to my sister, Chrissy and her husband, Gregg!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559511271137420146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TSdaC6jtI3I/AAAAAAAACz0/zd4M55jmmXc/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;Their sweet little girl was born at 3:47am on Jan. 3rd. She weighed 7.1 pounds and came out completely adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was honored to be there to witness the miracle and see her just seconds old.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TSdaDAly-uI/AAAAAAAACz8/jAFwDqxSizU/s1600/NOA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559511272756804322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TSdaDAly-uI/AAAAAAAACz8/jAFwDqxSizU/s400/NOA.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is an exteremely special little girl, loved sooo much (especially by her big sister)! ♥ &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559512547224251490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TSdbNMWg7GI/AAAAAAAAC0E/weQDjYjYXbc/s400/165736_1675654525475_1060801171_31884857_3939765_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The four of them are all together at last! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-6350134419343945334?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6350134419343945334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=6350134419343945334&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6350134419343945334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6350134419343945334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2011/01/noa-lorelai-shook.html' title='Noa Lorelai Shook'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TSdaC6jtI3I/AAAAAAAACz0/zd4M55jmmXc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-6411191147971958316</id><published>2010-12-26T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T11:21:57.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TReTxoZ8TSI/AAAAAAAACx8/F98dbbvqu-w/s1600/mosaicf1fb4bbd69407171f88bb4fea1efa1a2a74204a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555071146253896994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TReTxoZ8TSI/AAAAAAAACx8/F98dbbvqu-w/s400/mosaicf1fb4bbd69407171f88bb4fea1efa1a2a74204a7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Christmas was full of trains, cars and motorcycles, plus a lot of hugs and smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aiden kept saying "whoa" after opening each gift and Ashton LOVED every single thing he got, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A LOT. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He would say, "Mom, I love you" all throughout the day and give me big hugs-- that was my favorite part of Christmas day... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a wonderful day and hope you did too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-6411191147971958316?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6411191147971958316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=6411191147971958316&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6411191147971958316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6411191147971958316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TReTxoZ8TSI/AAAAAAAACx8/F98dbbvqu-w/s72-c/mosaicf1fb4bbd69407171f88bb4fea1efa1a2a74204a7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-6242046801474895721</id><published>2010-12-23T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T20:59:14.514-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the great outdoors'/><title type='text'>It's been POURING!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TRQokdGyA8I/AAAAAAAACx0/l10InKNWKYE/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BPicnik%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554108847208137666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TRQokdGyA8I/AAAAAAAACx0/l10InKNWKYE/s400/Copy%2Bof%2BPicnik%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-6242046801474895721?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6242046801474895721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=6242046801474895721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6242046801474895721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6242046801474895721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-been-pouring.html' title='It&apos;s been POURING!!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TRQokdGyA8I/AAAAAAAACx0/l10InKNWKYE/s72-c/Copy%2Bof%2BPicnik%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-8708637947500695261</id><published>2010-12-23T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T13:19:05.855-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Finally got to see Santa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...before his busy weekend!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TRO8PD5yCFI/AAAAAAAACxo/kM0W2xpf07w/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2BIMG_5210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553989732409673810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TRO8PD5yCFI/AAAAAAAACxo/kM0W2xpf07w/s400/Copy%2Bof%2BIMG_5210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-8708637947500695261?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/8708637947500695261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=8708637947500695261&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/8708637947500695261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/8708637947500695261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/12/finally-got-to-see-santa.html' title='Finally got to see Santa...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TRO8PD5yCFI/AAAAAAAACxo/kM0W2xpf07w/s72-c/Copy%2Bof%2BIMG_5210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3895467187389153256</id><published>2010-12-22T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T10:55:14.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chick-Fil-A Carolers</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zboEm0TfWYM?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradley, Jammie, Brady and two of their friends are hoping to win the Chik-fil-a&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Carol contest! Watch and see what you think!&lt;br /&gt;If you want to vote you can go to the hidden valley pkwy chik-fil-a facebook page, "like" their page and then "like" the video submission you think deserves to win.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a little biased, but I think they seriously are the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3895467187389153256?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3895467187389153256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3895467187389153256&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3895467187389153256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3895467187389153256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/12/chick-fil-carolers.html' title='Chick-Fil-A Carolers'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zboEm0TfWYM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7838186198672056175</id><published>2010-12-14T17:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T18:00:16.020-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashton'/><title type='text'>My pirate-cowboy turned THREE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550722111555376834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQggWfoqFsI/AAAAAAAACxA/hYBMK1wPmr0/s400/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550722121387229778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQggXEQwQlI/AAAAAAAACxI/f7EYSd3Kdis/s400/12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550722100515867570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQggV2goi7I/AAAAAAAACw4/5-fpIcmqhQ4/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQggYI74JOI/AAAAAAAACxY/2E2ZTQvbbaE/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550722139821712610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQggYI74JOI/AAAAAAAACxY/2E2ZTQvbbaE/s400/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQggXl0E84I/AAAAAAAACxQ/xL38pDqRKhQ/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550722130393756546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQggXl0E84I/AAAAAAAACxQ/xL38pDqRKhQ/s400/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7838186198672056175?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7838186198672056175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7838186198672056175&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7838186198672056175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7838186198672056175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-pirate-cowboy-turned-three.html' title='My pirate-cowboy turned THREE!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQggWfoqFsI/AAAAAAAACxA/hYBMK1wPmr0/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1297451879893660790</id><published>2010-12-09T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T13:59:29.349-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hamptons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;(The goose, being Me.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boy, wasn't Thanksgiving delicious!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really blew it on my Thanksgiving count down. I'm not going to give any excuses... I'm just going to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm ready! Sure, I haven't bought a single gift yet or placed any decorations around the house. So, I'm not &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;kind of ready, but I can't wait for Christmas morning and I'm loving the anticipation of it all. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548768436267130466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQEvfoCaHmI/AAAAAAAACww/82WZdbV40YE/s400/thouroghbred%2Bchristmas%2Blights%2B046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548768426669216226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQEvfESFkeI/AAAAAAAACwo/MG1UJCwrYMw/s400/thouroghbred%2Bchristmas%2Blights%2B041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548768412210931506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQEveOa9pzI/AAAAAAAACwg/LhhY0Frq_OM/s400/thouroghbred%2Bchristmas%2Blights%2B040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548768403927756082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQEvdvkGbTI/AAAAAAAACwY/SLvfKs-06qk/s400/jenna%2Band%2Bash%2BCHRISTMAS%2Blights.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548768394535744130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQEvdMk3soI/AAAAAAAACwQ/cVA3S6BWLcQ/s400/Grandma%2Band%2Bthe%2Blights.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We kicked off the month with an FHE walking through a huge neighborhood that lit their homes with the spirit of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. It was a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt; to walk through. We all had bright eyes, especially Ashton. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1297451879893660790?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1297451879893660790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1297451879893660790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1297451879893660790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1297451879893660790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-is-coming-goose-is-getting.html' title='Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TQEvfoCaHmI/AAAAAAAACww/82WZdbV40YE/s72-c/thouroghbred%2Bchristmas%2Blights%2B046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7813231334690410698</id><published>2010-11-17T10:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T07:08:11.308-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m grateful for'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aiden'/><title type='text'>I lost count of the days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm a few days behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to Utah for my brother in law, Nic's, wedding!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was wonderful... and I know you'll all forgive me for being away. :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540590522667865058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TOQhuZ2Dk-I/AAAAAAAACvw/JnkP68eAMXs/s400/Nic%2527s%2Bwedding%2BUtah%2B115.jpg" /&gt;Nic was married in the beautiful Bountiful temple. It was a fresh, crisp, snowy day! Such a beautiful day to get married! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am SO grateful for temples and that our families can be sealed together FOREVER! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to the family, Jeanette! You two are perfect together and we love seeing you both so happy!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540590517733759490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TOQhuHdrGgI/AAAAAAAACvo/hQFdcz0qYHc/s400/Nic%2527s%2Bwedding%2BUtah%2B139.jpg" /&gt;While ALL the Terry's were together we were able to celebrate Thanksgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was delicious and wonderful to spend time together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so grateful I joined an amazing family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got that double-double package... I love my inlaws. Best deal ever. :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540590505074501042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TOQhtYTeJbI/AAAAAAAACvY/BGA0cNvIWCI/s400/Nic%2527s%2Bwedding%2BUtah%2B025.jpg" /&gt;We were also able to celebrate Aiden's birthday with everyone in Utah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His birthday was yesterday and he turned 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am SO grateful we were able to have a second baby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540590514125803154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TOQht6BeDpI/AAAAAAAACvg/rJ24F9phkMQ/s400/Nic%2527s%2Bwedding%2BUtah%2B077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He makes me smile more than any one in this whole world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy birthday! Best 365 days ever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7813231334690410698?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7813231334690410698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7813231334690410698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7813231334690410698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7813231334690410698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-lost-count-of-days.html' title='I lost count of the days...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TOQhuZ2Dk-I/AAAAAAAACvw/JnkP68eAMXs/s72-c/Nic%2527s%2Bwedding%2BUtah%2B115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3590131649595024728</id><published>2010-11-09T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T10:16:31.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m grateful for'/><title type='text'>17 days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;By midnight, I knew it was going to be a long night... Aiden threw up and then Ashton. He kept it up all night long. A marathon, 16 episodes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finally fell asleep at 5am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am SO grateful for my body and the healthy and "normal" I usually enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am even more grateful for the perfect little bodies I adore. I wish I could take away their misery... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so fortunate that they are usually healthy and strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Health is one of my FAVORITE blessings...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Of all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3590131649595024728?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3590131649595024728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3590131649595024728&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3590131649595024728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3590131649595024728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/18-days_09.html' title='17 days...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-2201489511785868081</id><published>2010-11-08T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T19:49:12.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m grateful for'/><title type='text'>18 days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up this morning to rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I opened the door to peek and the air was so fresh and the sky so breathtaking, that I left the door wide open for over an hour just to watch the rain fall down. My boys were equally in awe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was the perfect morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for the beauty of this world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-2201489511785868081?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2201489511785868081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=2201489511785868081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2201489511785868081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2201489511785868081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/18-days.html' title='18 days...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-4042940479007409505</id><published>2010-11-07T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:32:50.794-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m grateful for'/><title type='text'>19 days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, I've been overwhelmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Primary counselor moved away months ago and I have had the hardest time replacing her and a primary teacher who moved away. I have been submitting names and for so many different reasons, no one is available to except the call. It took me 9 months to find a Primary chorister, so I was ecstatic when I finally found someone who would do it and I could rest my very full, droopy arms. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, today and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every day&lt;/span&gt;, I am grateful for people who support each other and who are willing to volunteer and help someone who is overwhelmed or can't do it alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if it's just signing up to bring a potato salad or taking down the chairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, okay, so hopefully I'm not sounding less grateful and more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ornery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll just say, I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sincerely &lt;/span&gt;appreciate the time and service that people put into their wards and friends. What a blessing to have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;support&lt;/span&gt;. What a blessing when your load is a little lighter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-4042940479007409505?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4042940479007409505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=4042940479007409505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4042940479007409505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4042940479007409505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/19-days.html' title='19 days...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-678181431689098815</id><published>2010-11-06T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T19:49:40.295-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hamptons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m grateful for'/><title type='text'>20 days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so grateful for my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Grandparents&lt;/span&gt;. ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight, we are celebrating their 60th wedding annivesary!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536591406876331922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TNXsjOlYD5I/AAAAAAAACvQ/yW7HE1ic-Ls/s400/Moms+Pics+060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are incredible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They make each of their grandchildren feel loved and special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am a very lucky girl to be surrounded by such love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-678181431689098815?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/678181431689098815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=678181431689098815&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/678181431689098815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/678181431689098815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/20-days.html' title='20 days...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TNXsjOlYD5I/AAAAAAAACvQ/yW7HE1ic-Ls/s72-c/Moms+Pics+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-6497229134279858740</id><published>2010-11-05T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T14:34:54.776-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m grateful for'/><title type='text'>A month of ThAnkSgiViNg....the countdown begins.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanksgiving is in 21 days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this time of year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both of boys were due November 26th, so, naturally, Thanksgiving reminds of that special time when I was either impatiently waiting or happily holding the brand newest little person of my dreams... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536162543921101490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TNRmgHk9erI/AAAAAAAACvI/NTJqvdDJSrw/s400/Ashtons+birth+242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536162539021886322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TNRmf1U5Y3I/AAAAAAAACvA/wyDLUVb-7b4/s400/Aiden%27s+Birthday+081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am SO grateful for my two little bundles of boy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are the greatest joy of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-6497229134279858740?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6497229134279858740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=6497229134279858740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6497229134279858740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6497229134279858740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/month-of-thanksgivingthe-countdown.html' title='A month of ThAnkSgiViNg....the countdown begins.'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TNRmgHk9erI/AAAAAAAACvI/NTJqvdDJSrw/s72-c/Ashtons+birth+242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-2795187463152066231</id><published>2010-11-01T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T21:53:44.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that makes me laugh'/><title type='text'>I'm a pink color.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight, Ashton had all his crayons spread out on my bed with a cute little coloring book he got for Halloween.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TM-YBi-sHYI/AAAAAAAACuw/t6MuO_2jIWQ/s1600/crayons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534809619398663554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TM-YBi-sHYI/AAAAAAAACuw/t6MuO_2jIWQ/s400/crayons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He started picking up his crayons and telling me which colors they were...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blue: "Racecar color"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;White: "Ghost color"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Green: "Monster color"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brown: "Dirt color"&lt;br /&gt;Pink: "Girl color"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Red: "Red color" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-2795187463152066231?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2795187463152066231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=2795187463152066231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2795187463152066231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2795187463152066231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-pink-color.html' title='I&apos;m a pink color.'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TM-YBi-sHYI/AAAAAAAACuw/t6MuO_2jIWQ/s72-c/crayons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3211031846871057899</id><published>2010-11-01T11:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T11:58:04.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI4ODYzNzgxMTM*MyZwdD*xMjg4NjM3ODM2ODI4JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz1lMGY5YjI*NDRiMTg*/ODcxODUwZmJiMTBlODgwNDY3YiZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="width:480px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532837533813017922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMiWbDrfjUI/AAAAAAAACuo/AlMgxZnWT84/s400/Prject+halloween+fam.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One last one... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because after all, Halloween is a&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; holiday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3498458811452556387?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3498458811452556387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3498458811452556387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3498458811452556387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3498458811452556387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMiWbDrfjUI/AAAAAAAACuo/AlMgxZnWT84/s72-c/Prject+halloween+fam.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-4978572244428256546</id><published>2010-10-23T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T10:01:26.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Pirates, Sharks, Monsters and Ladybugs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My ward Halloween party is next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am in charge of the costume contest, so I've been working on the categories and these award certificates today. Heres what I've come up with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531416756260544146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMOKO62NnpI/AAAAAAAACuI/Uwg5o4sOls4/s400/Project3.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531635726940608354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMRRYsMnl2I/AAAAAAAACuY/IhMh2AKrTss/s400/Project7.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532029758428267666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMW3wV4BxJI/AAAAAAAACug/kLGSnXh8BR0/s400/Project13.png" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531419000906422626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMOMRkzfmWI/AAAAAAAACuQ/zlFyLMiEphs/s400/Project5.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMOIMovBLzI/AAAAAAAACuA/_-JuO8G0nIs/s1600/Project2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531414518015536946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMOIMovBLzI/AAAAAAAACuA/_-JuO8G0nIs/s400/Project2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531412908806800658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMOGu99whRI/AAAAAAAACtw/IWG2yZL9yEk/s400/elash_6edward_02.png" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMOHnGGezPI/AAAAAAAACt4/YkceQCkfym8/s1600/Project1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531413873063546098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMOHnGGezPI/AAAAAAAACt4/YkceQCkfym8/s400/Project1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now, how can I possibly decide which children should win?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...I'm going to need to more judges. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-4978572244428256546?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4978572244428256546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=4978572244428256546&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4978572244428256546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4978572244428256546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-spirit.html' title='Pirates, Sharks, Monsters and Ladybugs...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMOKO62NnpI/AAAAAAAACuI/Uwg5o4sOls4/s72-c/Project3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7762955523682955769</id><published>2010-10-21T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T08:48:41.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>What were you doing four years ago, today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMDc8avlV1I/AAAAAAAACtY/SdG4A8Oc0mY/s1600/A+FAvorite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530663272940132178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMDc8avlV1I/AAAAAAAACtY/SdG4A8Oc0mY/s400/A+FAvorite.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ~October 21, 2006~&lt;br /&gt;Four years ago, today, I was waking up early, curling my hair, putting on a beautiful pearl necklace, white dress and a sparkly diamond ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was cutting the most beautiful cake I've ever seen, dancing to special music, smiling so much my face hurt and promising over the alter to spend the rest of my life with a man who adores me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been a pretty great four years from then to now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥ Happy anniversary! ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530526399792214050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMBgdWiI8CI/AAAAAAAACtA/MRgig50ahE0/s400/Copy+of+Andrew+%26+Stacey+180.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530663263188221746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMDc72ai_zI/AAAAAAAACtQ/G_q1nchqBJk/s400/four+years+together.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~October 21, 2010~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7762955523682955769?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7762955523682955769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7762955523682955769&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7762955523682955769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7762955523682955769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/what-were-you-doing-four-years-ago.html' title='What were you doing four years ago, today?'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TMDc8avlV1I/AAAAAAAACtY/SdG4A8Oc0mY/s72-c/A+FAvorite.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-8549121851156169876</id><published>2010-10-15T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T10:15:37.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><title type='text'>Halloween is coming!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b18f63762a61394b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db18f63762a61394b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488307%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D630EBF81988D1F20CB4C370C1B08CDAF1C609AA0.2F084A1CA216E2688F0D3302A13158625CFF750D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db18f63762a61394b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl2o40hPpUGC0M5MFiy07DU-LAKQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db18f63762a61394b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488307%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D630EBF81988D1F20CB4C370C1B08CDAF1C609AA0.2F084A1CA216E2688F0D3302A13158625CFF750D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db18f63762a61394b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl2o40hPpUGC0M5MFiy07DU-LAKQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This video was taken back when Ashton was an only child... aw, he's so little.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We were at the party store and we finally got him to look up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He loves Halloween.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We can't wait.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-8549121851156169876?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/8549121851156169876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=8549121851156169876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/8549121851156169876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/8549121851156169876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloween-is-coming.html' title='Halloween is coming!!!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1745316958113158377</id><published>2010-10-13T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T10:02:01.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aiden'/><title type='text'>Baby Steps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TLYagiFO6GI/AAAAAAAACrw/_klFl3ovuzs/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527634738850752610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TLYagiFO6GI/AAAAAAAACrw/_klFl3ovuzs/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's getting ready to take off!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During these pictures he took 3 consecutive steps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He stands up on his own all the time, but when we try and make him walk to us, he cracks up laughing until he ultimately looses his strength and falls over in laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's pretty fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and to answer the question on all of your minds, yes, I do &lt;em&gt;usually&lt;/em&gt; dress my children, everyday, like a normal mom...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***crazy coincidence, I was just looking through past videos I've posted and exactly two years ago, today, October 13, 2008 I put up a video of Ashton taking steps!!---and yes, he was in only a diaper then too, history repeats itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1745316958113158377?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1745316958113158377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1745316958113158377&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1745316958113158377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1745316958113158377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/baby-steps.html' title='Baby Steps!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TLYagiFO6GI/AAAAAAAACrw/_klFl3ovuzs/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-5526340316783224298</id><published>2010-10-06T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T16:34:43.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love food'/><title type='text'>You can't just freeze the expiration date away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I obsess over expiration dates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If it's not within the date on the packaging, I toss it out. It doesn't matter if the mold hasn't taken over yet or if it still smells normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It grosses me out, period (don't hate me for sounding wasteful)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I was excited to find out the amount of time things stay fresh when you freeze them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am happy share this vital news, because, even if frozen, food does not last forever... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bacon: 1-2 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bread: 2-3 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Casseroles: 2-3 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cooked beef or pork: 2-3 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cooked poultry: 4 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cookie dough: 3 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fruit: 8-12 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frozen dinners: 3-4 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hot dogs: 1-2 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lunch meats: 1-2 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sausage: 1-2 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Soups and stews: 2-3 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncooked chicken (parts): 9 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncooked chicken (whole): 1 year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncooked steaks, chops or roast: 4-12 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncooked ground meat: 3-4 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vegetables: 8-12 mos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥Thank you Yahoo for this great information.♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-5526340316783224298?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5526340316783224298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=5526340316783224298&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5526340316783224298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5526340316783224298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-cant-always-freeze-that-expiration.html' title='You can&apos;t just freeze the expiration date away...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-5256531211504871019</id><published>2010-09-30T10:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T14:28:09.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hamptons'/><title type='text'>Home made cookies, EVERY day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past weekend, I learned a&lt;em&gt; juicy&lt;/em&gt; secret from my childhood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First you need to know the background history,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If any of you know my mother, you know she is exceptional in the kitchen! Her bread has won ribbons, her cinnamon rolls make our mouths water... So, I grew up with homemade pies, breads, scones and cinnamon rolls on a regular basis, my favorite was always the left over raw dough from anything, :) but after a long day of work, my Dad's favorite were home made chocolate chip cookies. So, we always had them in the house and we always admired Mom for happily jumping to my Dad's request at the end of her long day to whip up a fresh daily batch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talk about LOVE! When we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reminisce&lt;/span&gt; about the chocolate chip cookie days, we say things like "aw, mom you must &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;love dad", "wow mom, you're such a great wife", "someday, we want to be just like that with our husbands", that kind of stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, this last weekend I learned the truth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It turns out, those many years ago, my mom was actually making those cookies for herself!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. She needed a sweet treat at the end of a long day with 8 kids. Who can blame her??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I want to know is, how many of those cookies did she eat before she arranged them so beautifully on the platter and hand delivered them to my Dad? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love you mom, I need that recipe!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522759898689542050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TKTI3fUpl6I/AAAAAAAACrY/_db58Cb3RXY/s400/chocolate-chip-cookies-10-ghv-325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-5256531211504871019?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5256531211504871019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=5256531211504871019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5256531211504871019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5256531211504871019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/09/home-made-cookies-every-day.html' title='Home made cookies, EVERY day!!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TKTI3fUpl6I/AAAAAAAACrY/_db58Cb3RXY/s72-c/chocolate-chip-cookies-10-ghv-325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-6347675129857592941</id><published>2010-09-21T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T14:41:21.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dress up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashton'/><title type='text'>"Color Ashton, Mom"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519467423950246498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TJkWYPHlEmI/AAAAAAAACq4/unk1VUq_--o/s400/ashton+dress+up+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;It's just another normal day.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519468501659980194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TJkXW95mkaI/AAAAAAAACrA/z90CMyzETkQ/s400/ashton+dress+up+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-6347675129857592941?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6347675129857592941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=6347675129857592941&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6347675129857592941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6347675129857592941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/09/color-ashton-mom.html' title='&quot;Color Ashton, Mom&quot;'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TJkWYPHlEmI/AAAAAAAACq4/unk1VUq_--o/s72-c/ashton+dress+up+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-5685047648180434826</id><published>2010-09-15T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:14:54.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>OooooOOOooOoOo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was up at 5 o'clock this morning in preparation for Halloween...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517197967727373986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TJEGUf3lrqI/AAAAAAAACqw/_IDFU9dMKm4/s400/haunted_house.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's going to be an extra great one this year... finally, a Halloween where I'm healthy and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; huge with child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can really focus on the TRUE meaning of Halloween&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (cackles)&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's going to be spoooooktacular!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and my early morning ebay win has got me extra excited! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-5685047648180434826?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5685047648180434826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=5685047648180434826&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5685047648180434826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5685047648180434826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/09/oooooooooooooo.html' title='OooooOOOooOoOo'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TJEGUf3lrqI/AAAAAAAACqw/_IDFU9dMKm4/s72-c/haunted_house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3122255049492036206</id><published>2010-09-14T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T14:08:59.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for your &quot;amusement&quot;'/><title type='text'>It's not all bad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead of going on and on about all the trouble my little Ashton is getting into these days, I thought I would share some happier times. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ashton went to Knotts Berry Farm last week without us. So, Andrew and I had fun watching these videos his Grandma took. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v8fzneOFlyw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v8fzneOFlyw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so brave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xXL1HhrwNsI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xXL1HhrwNsI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3122255049492036206?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3122255049492036206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3122255049492036206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3122255049492036206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3122255049492036206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-not-all-bad.html' title='It&apos;s not all bad...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1784475281283165979</id><published>2010-09-13T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T19:09:03.013-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disastrous'/><title type='text'>Ashton strikes again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516522261228455026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TI6fxNAOhHI/AAAAAAAACqc/D7GGx5qMQko/s400/Copy+of+ashtons+cupcakes+080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516522248116478482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TI6fwcKFohI/AAAAAAAACqU/xU6KNLBKYpI/s400/Copy+of+ashtons+cupcakes+078.jpg" /&gt;And this is just a glimpse of the kind of day we've been having. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The worst part of the day was when I went to put a bag of baby clothes in our storage and Ashton locked me outside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was in the yard with my crazy mismatched pajamas, banging on all doors, with no cell phone, no keys and no idea what was going on inside with my babies. Arrrgggh. The neighbors probably think I'm crAzy! It took Ashton 20 mins before he finally let me in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I will keep my keys in my pocket for the rest of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, after lunch the reoccurring blue nightmare happened. Where did he even find this marker?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was worse then the first time. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Poor innocent little Aiden.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516522272052197362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TI6fx1Uzt_I/AAAAAAAACqk/d4ZHsjSzxhk/s400/Copy+of+ashtons+cupcakes+082.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Can a mother not own a permanent maker these days? Can she not leave the room without being locked out or returning to find blue marker all over her baby? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...I see craZy bloodshot eyes in my near future.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In fact, I'm making the poor kids sit on my lap as I write this or else my back would be turned on them and we &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; know thats a disaster waiting to happen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1784475281283165979?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1784475281283165979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1784475281283165979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1784475281283165979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1784475281283165979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/09/he-strikes-again.html' title='Ashton strikes again!!!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TI6fxNAOhHI/AAAAAAAACqc/D7GGx5qMQko/s72-c/Copy+of+ashtons+cupcakes+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7053887905744163311</id><published>2010-09-12T14:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T15:42:39.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disastrous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love food'/><title type='text'>Who ever said Saturday nights at home were relaxing? :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had such a busy week that it was actually nice to just stay home this past Saturday night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Andrew rented a movie and Ashton and I made cupcakes! Actually, I should say Ashton made cupcakes, since he did everything, even the EGGS and the hard parts like, stirring and picking sprinkles. :) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516146633788675346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TI1KIzvw1RI/AAAAAAAACps/9VJMyfkaF5Y/s400/Picnik+collage2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516146655964315890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TI1KKGW2QPI/AAAAAAAACqE/ri_EVHR4C3w/s400/ashtons+cupcakes+024.jpg" /&gt; (man, I LOVE my camera)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516146646090130418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TI1KJhkqI_I/AAAAAAAACp8/vGKB52elI-g/s400/ashtons+cupcakes+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after all the chocolate frosting, baths were given so we'd all be clean and ready for Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;It was then that Andrew and I were finally able to relax on our huge, clean bed with our shoes off, phones off and a redbox movie in the dvd player. While we were enjoying doing absolutely nothing, Ashton was busy discovering his artist within.&lt;br /&gt;...with permanent blue marker.&lt;br /&gt;...on his poor baby brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TI1KJHczEmI/AAAAAAAACp0/G2x3uFvEbuE/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516146639077839458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TI1KJHczEmI/AAAAAAAACp0/G2x3uFvEbuE/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is just no end to his creations. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7053887905744163311?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7053887905744163311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7053887905744163311&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7053887905744163311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7053887905744163311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/09/who-ever-said-saturday-nights-at-home.html' title='Who ever said Saturday nights at home were relaxing? :)'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TI1KIzvw1RI/AAAAAAAACps/9VJMyfkaF5Y/s72-c/Picnik+collage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-6639469873458140521</id><published>2010-09-09T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T09:57:49.565-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disastrous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashton'/><title type='text'>Two really is terrible...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the kind of stuff my two year old does when I turn my back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514956432372935458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TIkPp99YKyI/AAAAAAAACpU/5WnzU6b2sOk/s400/potty+chair+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and if I leave the room, he thinks even BIGGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514956438544113378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TIkPqU8s3uI/AAAAAAAACpc/oHhhrDRzdPM/s400/Laborday+weekend+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think I'd learn my lesson. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-6639469873458140521?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6639469873458140521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=6639469873458140521&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6639469873458140521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6639469873458140521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-really-is-terrible.html' title='Two really is terrible...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TIkPp99YKyI/AAAAAAAACpU/5WnzU6b2sOk/s72-c/potty+chair+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-5497973444218929550</id><published>2010-09-08T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T14:05:51.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for your &quot;amusement&quot;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyland♥'/><title type='text'>See ya real soon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514669730532068594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TIgK5uX2jPI/AAAAAAAACpM/YLzdLdMgMus/s400/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, our Disneyland passes expire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We knew the magic had to come to an end sometime...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, we got a lot of use out of our passes and we will always remember the great year we had at "Mickey's house", as Ashton affectionately calls it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-5497973444218929550?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5497973444218929550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=5497973444218929550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5497973444218929550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5497973444218929550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/09/year-full-of-magic.html' title='See ya real soon...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TIgK5uX2jPI/AAAAAAAACpM/YLzdLdMgMus/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-5752997847988074636</id><published>2010-09-01T18:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T19:28:29.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aiden'/><title type='text'>Dirt made my lunch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I wonder how wild my mommy imagination is compared to other moms. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lately, the thought of letting Aiden crawl alone on the floor is driving me cRaZy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not worried about the regular stuff, like, um, swallowing a penny or choking on a lego... even getting stuck behind the couch or pulling the books off the shelf wouldn't be so bad... ( I know that sounds horrible--and it would be) BUT, I am worried that if I don't keep my eyes on him constantly, he will find a big scary bug on the floor and start chewing it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Am I the only mom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I googled and couldn't find any pictures of babies eating bugs, so maybe that means it doesn't happen very often? OR, maybe it just means that most people aren't particularly worried about it? hmmm... maybe I've seen one too many bugs on my floor? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wonder...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-5752997847988074636?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5752997847988074636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=5752997847988074636&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5752997847988074636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5752997847988074636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/09/dirt-made-my-lunch.html' title='Dirt made my lunch...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7225245339648869085</id><published>2010-08-28T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T14:52:44.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashton'/><title type='text'>Oh, Poop. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/THnhCNkZQYI/AAAAAAAACpE/CJe_-XStyEQ/s1600/ASh+and+the+potty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510683047182811522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/THnhCNkZQYI/AAAAAAAACpE/CJe_-XStyEQ/s400/ASh+and+the+potty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I remember watching an episode of Jon and Kate plus 8, back when it was "Jon and Kate + 8", I was pregnant with Ashton and watching it on a night when Andrew was gone, since he, lets be honest, hated that show. ♥ It was the episode where Kate was taking pictures of all her kids next to their potty chairs after their first, shall I say, MAJOR use. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously thought, even I, who take pictures of ALL things, would never do &lt;em&gt;that,&lt;/em&gt; but if I did... :) I would especially &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; let anyone see it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, today, I was put to the test and pulling out the camera was like, the first thing I thought to do. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Needless to say, I am very proud mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We bought this potty chair today and Ashton figured out how to use it, literally within minutes of being home! How could I not expose his major accomplishment to the world? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of huge hugs and high fives were given and of course a handful of tasteful photographs were taken. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such a milestone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you all can understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7225245339648869085?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7225245339648869085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7225245339648869085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7225245339648869085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7225245339648869085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-poop.html' title='Oh, Poop. :)'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/THnhCNkZQYI/AAAAAAAACpE/CJe_-XStyEQ/s72-c/ASh+and+the+potty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-5203774933472013169</id><published>2010-08-26T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T09:11:10.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aiden'/><title type='text'>A new day, A new shoe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/THaOHS1bstI/AAAAAAAACo8/G-jCC7xFayU/s1600/shoes+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509747450100560594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/THaOHS1bstI/AAAAAAAACo8/G-jCC7xFayU/s400/shoes+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Aiden's lost shoe never resurfaced... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO, we are SO grateful to a shoe fairy who gave us a fresh new start!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were able to pick up this↑ brand new pair of adorable shoes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and I am keeping an &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;extra&lt;/span&gt; close eye on these ones. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-5203774933472013169?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5203774933472013169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=5203774933472013169&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5203774933472013169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5203774933472013169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-day-new-shoe.html' title='A new day, A new shoe...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/THaOHS1bstI/AAAAAAAACo8/G-jCC7xFayU/s72-c/shoes+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3421856578275560416</id><published>2010-08-24T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T13:13:19.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='us'/><title type='text'>Rhinos, Rabbits and Bears, OH MY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was having one of those nights when everyone was asleep, but I was still WIDE awake with just my crazy thoughts to entertain me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was thinking about all kinds of things, but somehow my mind starting comparing my children to animals and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; when the game totally consumed me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aiden&lt;/span&gt; was definitely a bulldog puppy. No doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashton would probably be a rabbit, or a meat eating dinosaur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Andrew's turn is when I realized I was obsessed with this game... I spent &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;waaaaaay&lt;/span&gt; too much time thinking about it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, I think he's a cross between a Rhinoceros, a brown bear and a panther. Could you imagine such a creature?!? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509043900922209778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/THQOPV6AJfI/AAAAAAAACos/78dUoY5Am-8/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... t&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hat's&lt;/span&gt; when I finally fell asleep!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3421856578275560416?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3421856578275560416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3421856578275560416&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3421856578275560416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3421856578275560416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/08/rhinos-rabbits-and-bears-oh-my.html' title='Rhinos, Rabbits and Bears, OH MY!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/THQOPV6AJfI/AAAAAAAACos/78dUoY5Am-8/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1372214004163459545</id><published>2010-08-20T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T14:06:14.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hamptons'/><title type='text'>Why is my Moms baby floating around in my subconscious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TG7rg0UFe6I/AAAAAAAACok/tNq72UKoLUk/s1600/new+camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507598343351925666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TG7rg0UFe6I/AAAAAAAACok/tNq72UKoLUk/s400/new+camera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We recently got a new camera!&lt;br /&gt;Our old camera lasted us years, but it was getting slow and the flash started poofing out giant clouds of smoke?! What? &lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;o, we upgraded to the Rebel and we love it.♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, our new camera has been showing up all over my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;It was there during my freeway in the sky dream... when I was petting the baby elephants dream... and when Andrew's brother was a zombie dream.&lt;br /&gt;But the two cRaZieSt dreams were both pretty similar...&lt;br /&gt;...the first one, my Mom and I were in a hospital room where she was about to give birth to a baby, but we both realized we forgot our cameras!! So, obviously, we had to leave together to get them. We went down stairways, elevators and through cornfields. We climbed through windows and ended up back at the hospital in time for her to deliver her baby. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trusted camera in hand and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;...the second one was even crazier,&lt;br /&gt;My Mom was in the front yard and we were just hanging out, then suddenly she announced she was pregnant and she went into labor right then!&lt;br /&gt;I pulled out my camera right when the baby came out and the baby literally landed on my camera, shattering it to pieces!! I was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up so confused... wondering why I love my new camera more than my moms babies?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and does my mom have something to tell me? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1372214004163459545?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1372214004163459545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1372214004163459545&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1372214004163459545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1372214004163459545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/08/as-good-as-dream.html' title='Why is my Moms baby floating around in my subconscious?'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TG7rg0UFe6I/AAAAAAAACok/tNq72UKoLUk/s72-c/new+camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-2745107547246113464</id><published>2010-08-19T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T10:13:51.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody's doing it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TG1HJlUhjRI/AAAAAAAACoU/R8B6ljOcG4E/s1600/laundry.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just found out what the #1 selling item at Walmart is every year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of these pictures is the #1 selling item and the others are what I would've guessed it to be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507136145541516098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TG1HJXS3S0I/AAAAAAAACoM/MOq285uYxn8/s400/babies-in-diapers-posters.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diapers? &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507138037019732258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TG1I3dmaaSI/AAAAAAAACoc/nkMRRcIxwGw/s400/batteries-40-c.jpg" /&gt;Batteries? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TG1HJP-E7WI/AAAAAAAACoE/ewTisnFJ870/s1600/bananas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507136143575280994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TG1HJP-E7WI/AAAAAAAACoE/ewTisnFJ870/s400/bananas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bananas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TG1HIjKZvuI/AAAAAAAACn8/qJNRsFDshLo/s1600/Chocolate.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507136131547381474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TG1HIjKZvuI/AAAAAAAACn8/qJNRsFDshLo/s400/Chocolate.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chocolate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TG1HITZh-QI/AAAAAAAACn0/nEsCxnxvrPM/s1600/shampoos1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 349px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507136127315867906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TG1HITZh-QI/AAAAAAAACn0/nEsCxnxvrPM/s400/shampoos1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Shampoo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whats your guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is in my comment section! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-2745107547246113464?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2745107547246113464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=2745107547246113464&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2745107547246113464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2745107547246113464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/08/everybodys-doing-it.html' title='Everybody&apos;s doing it....'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TG1HJXS3S0I/AAAAAAAACoM/MOq285uYxn8/s72-c/babies-in-diapers-posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7883986593752189029</id><published>2010-08-18T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T14:45:30.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two little monkeys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my favorite things'/><title type='text'>PHEW...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1st&lt;/span&gt; thing I did when I got my computer back was shout &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hooray! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then, I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was on a serious search through all the picture files...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; relief to see them ALL!! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, In honor of the returned computer and to celebrate my pure happiness, I have gathered together some of my favorite photo memories... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506856684722188898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TGxI-mnZ8mI/AAAAAAAACns/Il6z20Jzi-0/s400/ashton+self+titled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506856562340840642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TGxI3etaxMI/AAAAAAAACnk/orsGwmWD1Xg/s400/AIDEN+self+titled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am a happy girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7883986593752189029?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7883986593752189029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7883986593752189029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7883986593752189029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7883986593752189029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/08/very-1st-thing-i-did-when-i-got-my.html' title='PHEW...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TGxI-mnZ8mI/AAAAAAAACns/Il6z20Jzi-0/s72-c/ashton+self+titled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1565179669992954046</id><published>2010-08-15T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T09:58:04.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disastrous'/><title type='text'>Disaster at the shopping center...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was 10pm and I was desperately trying to get my kids to fall asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finally gave up on the tickling, singing and storytelling and just picked them up and put them in their own beds, Ashton to his Lightning McQueen bed and Aiden to his crib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I turned off the lamp and blew out the candles &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yes, I had candles lit, doesn't every mom?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I climbed back into my bed when I heard Aiden cracking up. Like, HUGE laughing, so I &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to see what was going on... Ashton was giving him his Pluto stuffed animal and Aiden was throwing it out of the crib, over an over again. Apparently, it was the funniest thing he had ever seen and they were both rolling with laughter... So, I took a very dark video on my phone, then we soon fell asleep. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fast forward three days later, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THRIFT STORE SHOPPING!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Andrews mom bought an adorable pair of baby shoes for Aiden. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505820443024870290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TGiahZeUy5I/AAAAAAAACl0/1rBEj_IAn2c/s400/matts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little brown suede loafers, perfect for the little man. I was excited because Aiden had just lost the only pair of shoes that fit him during our last trip to Disneyland. :( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(by the way, I walked the whole park,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;backtracking our steps, looking for that lost shoe. I am one dedicated mother).&lt;/span&gt; Anyway....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My two boys and I were happily making our way through Target.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was pushing the big red cart, browsing through the basic aisles, you know, the eyeliner display, the Thomas the Train shelf. Aiden was getting fussy, so I picked him up and threw him on my hip, making sure I didn't bump off one of those new adorable shoes. I pushed the cart, had a passionate conversation with Ashton about why I couldn't buy him the 59 dollar train set, then put Aiden in the back of the shopping basket. SHOES STILL ATTACHED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was about 3 minutes and 4 aisles later that I noticed his shoe was gone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mind went back to the crib shenanigans nights before. I just &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; he must've thrown his shoe out of the cart!! I turned around and retraced all my steps, thinking, &lt;em&gt;how far could it have gone? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I ended up spending almost two hours going around and around the store, like a crazy person. By now, the store employees knew me on a personal basis. I talked to every single one of them about the baby shoe. I could feel myself starting to lose my mind and I finally just had to leave. Give up. Surrender to the missing shoe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I almost broke down into tears at my final approach to the customer service desk... and why not? Both of my babies were balling their eyes out... It was seriously awful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has now been 3 days and the shoe is still missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I call Target twice a day and before I even have time to explain anything about the shoe, they recognize my voice and tell me NO SHOE. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1565179669992954046?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1565179669992954046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1565179669992954046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1565179669992954046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1565179669992954046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/08/all-my-best-stories-happen-at-shopping.html' title='Disaster at the shopping center...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TGiahZeUy5I/AAAAAAAACl0/1rBEj_IAn2c/s72-c/matts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-2624781634437765512</id><published>2010-08-12T14:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T15:03:03.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two little monkeys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oouch'/><title type='text'>A Week of Freak Accidents...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The poor little children had an &lt;em&gt;off &lt;/em&gt;week...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504643529355771666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TGRsIAZnPxI/AAAAAAAACkc/f2-lEirlKQ8/s400/Signature+Allergic+reaction.jpg" /&gt;Ashton cracked a raw egg onto the hardwood floor and Aiden got to it before I did... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;↑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is what happened to his adorable face. Who would've thought?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Ashton had a struggle with a can of root beer. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;↓&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;The soda can won. :(&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TGRsIoRpawI/AAAAAAAACkk/IVEMrbhMU3E/s1600/Signature+soda+can+cut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504643540059777794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TGRsIoRpawI/AAAAAAAACkk/IVEMrbhMU3E/s400/Signature+soda+can+cut.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Their poor faces! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-2624781634437765512?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2624781634437765512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=2624781634437765512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2624781634437765512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2624781634437765512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/08/week-of-freak-accidents.html' title='A Week of Freak Accidents...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TGRsIAZnPxI/AAAAAAAACkc/f2-lEirlKQ8/s72-c/Signature+Allergic+reaction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-4598651670498316479</id><published>2010-08-11T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T13:08:47.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two little monkeys'/><title type='text'>Bath tub babies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It took a while, but I &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; figured out how to get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of my boys excited about bath time...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TGMAsLAu4_I/AAAAAAAACkE/eDZxVEizn7w/s1600/Signature+Bathtub+babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504243928446985202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TGMAsLAu4_I/AAAAAAAACkE/eDZxVEizn7w/s400/Signature+Bathtub+babies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I fill up the &lt;em&gt;baby&lt;/em&gt; bath-tub inside of the &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;bathtub!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silly boys, someday they'll realize how limited this is, but for now, we all enjoy the happy splashes and the cleeeeean soapy results. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*** p.s. the huge amount of bottles in there are Ashton's "BOATS", poor kid needs some &lt;em&gt;real &lt;/em&gt;bath toys, but those help too! :) ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-4598651670498316479?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4598651670498316479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=4598651670498316479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4598651670498316479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4598651670498316479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/08/bath-tub-babies.html' title='Bath tub babies...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TGMAsLAu4_I/AAAAAAAACkE/eDZxVEizn7w/s72-c/Signature+Bathtub+babies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-5655925053695130883</id><published>2010-08-09T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T17:58:56.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><title type='text'>JUST for ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every now and then, all the dots connect and the stars align just at the right time... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it does, it turns even a small thing it to something AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened just the other day and occurred in the form of a diaper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was pushing the cart through Walmart, I had one thing on my list and 10 minutes to get in and out of the store. We had a swim date with some friends in half an hour and not a single swim diaper for my non-potty trained children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found the packages of water diapers, in the baby section, stacked on the shelf. They were $10.00 for like, 20 diapers, which shouldn't have have been a big deal, but we only needed 2 diapers to last us the rest of the Summer (we're just not in the water very often) and I had $15 in my wallet to last for a few days. ugh. I kept looking, hoping there would be a smaller, cheaper package of diapers, somewhere. Up and down the isles I looked, determined to find a different solution. I came up the last isle of baby stuff and there they were...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One lone, beat up package of 11 water diapers. A much smaller package with a beautiful red clearance sticker right on the top. It was the ONLY package in sight and they just happened to be the exact size diaper that both of my boys wear!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a swim-diaper miracle and I knew at that moment, that the package was meant to be purchased just by me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love when that kind of stuff happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-5655925053695130883?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5655925053695130883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=5655925053695130883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5655925053695130883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5655925053695130883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-for-me.html' title='JUST for ME!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3302412245137091524</id><published>2010-08-08T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T07:48:38.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday stuff'/><title type='text'>Primary Dollar Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was an exciting day in our Primary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Primary kids have been working hard to earn Primary dollars and have been waiting patiently for the day they could cash them in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After deciding not to do it at our Primary activity yesterday, TODAY became THE DAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was fun to see how hard it was for each child to decide how to spend their dollars and what they finally ended up picking. I'd say, overall, the fruit roll-ups, mini bubbles and airheads seemed to be most popular. Who would've thought?? :) Personally, I would've gone for a gaint pixie stix or a glow bracelet. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The average was about 2-4 things per child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was really fun and I loved being able to reward the kids for doing GREAT things! :) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503164282776465650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TF8qwheCMPI/AAAAAAAACjs/2tdqXhIi3IE/s400/Copy+of+summer+2010+041.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503164295699782882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TF8qxRnMXOI/AAAAAAAACj8/vjHLwi-dDX8/s400/Copy+of+summer+2010+058.jpg" /&gt; $71 Primary Dollars were redeemed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...not too shabby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3302412245137091524?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3302412245137091524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3302412245137091524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3302412245137091524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3302412245137091524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/08/primary-dollar-day.html' title='Primary Dollar Day'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TF8qwheCMPI/AAAAAAAACjs/2tdqXhIi3IE/s72-c/Copy+of+summer+2010+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-2264966256978115358</id><published>2010-07-31T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T22:16:25.855-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the great outdoors'/><title type='text'>We're not really Summer-time people, BUT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TFTlv9pE9jI/AAAAAAAACjk/7AS5wA-SVgo/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500273657089685042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TFTlv9pE9jI/AAAAAAAACjk/7AS5wA-SVgo/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's some proof that we&lt;em&gt;, occasionally,&lt;/em&gt; leave the luxury of air conditioning to enjoy some festive Summer activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-2264966256978115358?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2264966256978115358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=2264966256978115358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2264966256978115358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2264966256978115358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/07/were-not-summer-time-people-but.html' title='We&apos;re not really Summer-time people, BUT...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TFTlv9pE9jI/AAAAAAAACjk/7AS5wA-SVgo/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7129636618981315956</id><published>2010-07-30T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T14:36:17.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hamptons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><title type='text'>The Pink of Perfection.♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TFSXEoy236I/AAAAAAAACjc/nzSxSwbIs9Y/s1600/mosaic4e1d27eeae7dbaa974e8e5cae0e53655d952c47f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500187150852218786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TFSXEoy236I/AAAAAAAACjc/nzSxSwbIs9Y/s400/mosaic4e1d27eeae7dbaa974e8e5cae0e53655d952c47f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499760769681891794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TFMTR_KEodI/AAAAAAAACjM/L7bzxcZVxAk/s400/Cute+kids+on+the+porch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TFSXEQKD4fI/AAAAAAAACjU/IdIGim-rp9I/s1600/mosaic12b1638d64a33eadc23c6c37ccf91a160e552a46.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; All of the Hampton Grand kids were together this week, so &lt;em&gt;obviously&lt;/em&gt;, it was time to pull out the camera for a photo shoot. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They love being together... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and we're excited for Chrissy and Gregg to add another baby to the group! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7129636618981315956?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7129636618981315956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7129636618981315956&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7129636618981315956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7129636618981315956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-many-cousins-to-play-withso-little.html' title='The Pink of Perfection.♥'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TFSXEoy236I/AAAAAAAACjc/nzSxSwbIs9Y/s72-c/mosaic4e1d27eeae7dbaa974e8e5cae0e53655d952c47f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-2983223402809217989</id><published>2010-07-27T22:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T08:11:49.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love food'/><title type='text'>Bacon wrapped with frosting on top...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took a picture of our dinner tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it's probably one of the most delicious foods possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jalapenos stuffed with cream cheese and baked with bacon wrapped around them. It's pure perfection... I love them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know they can't be good for us, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;blah, blah, blah...&lt;/span&gt; so, that's why we &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; ate that for dinner, no extra courses. :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498828683374258610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TE_DjbFAabI/AAAAAAAACi0/Ev604FHzWPQ/s320/IMG_2663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Speaking of disgustingly-delicious and horribly bad for you foods, I also droool over these sugar cookies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pure sugar, I know, but as I'm sitting here, eating one, I strategize how I'm going to make the container of cookies last while still being able to eat them constantly...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498828821144299202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TE_DrcT8ZsI/AAAAAAAACi8/CBrcgey8Zg0/s320/sugar+cookies.jpg" border="0" /&gt; What's wrong with me? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And those, folks, are my two &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;favorite&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;disgusting foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are yours? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-2983223402809217989?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2983223402809217989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=2983223402809217989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2983223402809217989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2983223402809217989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/07/wrapped-in-bacon-with-frosting-on-top.html' title='Bacon wrapped with frosting on top...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TE_DjbFAabI/AAAAAAAACi0/Ev604FHzWPQ/s72-c/IMG_2663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3367576325950758086</id><published>2010-07-24T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T12:44:13.719-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday stuff'/><title type='text'>Skittles make everything easier...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TEtJgkcVUBI/AAAAAAAACis/SPWNVBMtqy8/s1600/skittles2-774684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497568594022977554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TEtJgkcVUBI/AAAAAAAACis/SPWNVBMtqy8/s400/skittles2-774684.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While the search is on for a new primary chorister, yours truly is filling in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week will be fun and delicious, thanks to a bag of skittles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids will pull out a random skittle to eat and then we'll sing a song that's written in the same color as the skittle they picked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So easy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the songs are sung... skittle party!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taste the rainbow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3367576325950758086?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3367576325950758086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3367576325950758086&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3367576325950758086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3367576325950758086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/07/skittles-make-everything-easier.html' title='Skittles make everything easier...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TEtJgkcVUBI/AAAAAAAACis/SPWNVBMtqy8/s72-c/skittles2-774684.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-8942998391412693447</id><published>2010-07-22T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:05:17.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew'/><title type='text'>Wind of change...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Change is &lt;em&gt;exciting&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Change is&lt;em&gt; scary&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Change is inevitable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, we welcomed &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are excited to announce... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;drum roll please&lt;/span&gt;, a career change!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Andrew walked in, asked for a job and walked out &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;employed!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He's been self employed for over 6 years, so it's kinda a BIG deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are excited for the steady work and feel like it's a HUGE answer to our prayers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-8942998391412693447?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/8942998391412693447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=8942998391412693447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/8942998391412693447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/8942998391412693447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/07/wind-of-change.html' title='Wind of change...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7253619834889582799</id><published>2010-07-20T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T09:58:30.674-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disastrous'/><title type='text'>Complete and absolute destruction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;While Andrew and I were sitting, enjoying a nice movie together, our children roamed the hardwood floor below us. It seemed harmless, but within seconds Ashton was under the computer desk flipping the "off" switch on the power bar. Instantly, the computer, modem, scanner, telephone, speakers and even the movie we were watching through netflix on our wii shut down, all the little lights stopped glowing, all the noise turned into abrupt silence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to turn everything back on and everything started up fine... &lt;em&gt;except &lt;/em&gt;for the most important thing of all, our computer. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MURDERED&lt;/span&gt; and although it was a quick death, it was painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TEZffd3Vg1I/AAAAAAAACig/6GARY9_Bm-A/s1600/computer+pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496185389449577298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TEZffd3Vg1I/AAAAAAAACig/6GARY9_Bm-A/s400/computer+pic.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are deeply grieving over our precious files and photos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;May they rest in peace. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We love them and will forever regret not having them backed up somewhere. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7253619834889582799?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7253619834889582799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7253619834889582799&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7253619834889582799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7253619834889582799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/07/complete-and-absolute-destruction.html' title='Complete and absolute destruction.'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TEZffd3Vg1I/AAAAAAAACig/6GARY9_Bm-A/s72-c/computer+pic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7747381021414427358</id><published>2010-07-18T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T22:56:43.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='someday I&apos;ll look back and laugh'/><title type='text'>Someday, I'll look back at this day and laugh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning I had an early meeting before church started at 9am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been a morning person, especially now that I'm awake at all hours of the night feeding babies and sleeping with children buried in my armpits --just wanted to paint a clear picture. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since my meeting started at 7:30am, I thought 6:30am would give me enough time to "sleep in" and still get ready... I showered, dressed, dried my hair, put on my make up, changed diapers and gathered my Primary stuff together. I looked at the clock and it was 7:15am. Ahh! Cutting it very close, but I could do this. I just had to pack Ashton's church bag and find my shoes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I looked over at Ashton who had been just a little too silent. He was eating a piece of chocolate. It was now melted all over my bed... all over his bare back and somehow, all over the white skirt I was wearing?!?! I grabbed a wipe and started scrubbing chocolate off my previously bathed Sunday-ready little boy when I realized my milk was coming in, poor Aiden, :( I forgot to make time to feed him&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was going to be so, so late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495383655586942866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TEOGUae_T5I/AAAAAAAACiA/mSGjqnEp3wY/s400/mom.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;( I suddenly felt like this↑, minus the post-it notes but add a two year old) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I changed my clothes, sped fed my baby, jumped into the car and arrived at the church building only to find that, somehow, I was still the first person there! How did that happen?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It made me wonder what everyone else's morning was like? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7747381021414427358?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7747381021414427358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7747381021414427358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7747381021414427358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7747381021414427358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/07/someday-ill-look-back-at-this-day-and.html' title='Someday, I&apos;ll look back at this day and laugh...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TEOGUae_T5I/AAAAAAAACiA/mSGjqnEp3wY/s72-c/mom.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1342898360616882096</id><published>2010-07-15T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T23:01:36.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hamptons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TEPpWmfULZI/AAAAAAAACiY/tC5qH-D875U/s1600/38172_460800201272_690611272_6360250_6915781_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495492544820424082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TEPpWmfULZI/AAAAAAAACiY/tC5qH-D875U/s400/38172_460800201272_690611272_6360250_6915781_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ELLIE KARLENE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arrived today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congrats to Zak and Rachel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was 8 pounds and 11 oz. Born at 2:10 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495492530406080322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TEPpVwyqv0I/AAAAAAAACiI/PEZiZsahe00/s400/ellie.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They gave her to her momma for 60 seconds, then rushed her away to the baby nursery to be monitored. :( She had a heart murmur and continued to have irregular heart beats all day. :( I went back to the hospital tonight at 7pm to visit and snap some pictures but she was still in the nursery. No visitors allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;Last I heard, she will probably get to sleep in Rachel's hospital room tonight, so, Rachel will finally be able to spend some time with her!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's a cutie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PICTURES COMING SOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(updated-7/18--pictures are here)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495492538517039858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TEPpWPAeKvI/AAAAAAAACiQ/QpgXG3Xg7Lo/s400/35265_460801116272_690611272_6360279_4723938_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1342898360616882096?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1342898360616882096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1342898360616882096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1342898360616882096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1342898360616882096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/07/welcome-to-world.html' title='Welcome to the world...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TEPpWmfULZI/AAAAAAAACiY/tC5qH-D875U/s72-c/38172_460800201272_690611272_6360250_6915781_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7316191536869795162</id><published>2010-07-14T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T18:32:20.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aiden'/><title type='text'>Baby Jibberish...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TD5izCAeT8I/AAAAAAAAChY/BEKeAqGF1HY/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493937224290291650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TD5izCAeT8I/AAAAAAAAChY/BEKeAqGF1HY/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aiden's been saying "Dada" for awhile now, but it's taken him 7 1/2 months to finally say "Momma"... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been waiting and waiting, so it was music to my ears and now, he's on a roll!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7316191536869795162?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7316191536869795162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7316191536869795162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7316191536869795162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7316191536869795162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/07/baby-jibberish.html' title='Baby Jibberish...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TD5izCAeT8I/AAAAAAAAChY/BEKeAqGF1HY/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-4220319249623884928</id><published>2010-07-11T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T17:55:46.987-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hamptons'/><title type='text'>Daphne Belle♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492805194608243730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDpdOO0LdBI/AAAAAAAACgY/ig55Kozjm9M/s400/Picture+perfect+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Baby Daphne came home this past weekend! She is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt; and looks sooo much like her mommy! It was fun to hold her &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and only slightly intimidating with her arm up in a sling. poor baby. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Daphne is a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; very&lt;/span&gt; social baby, staying awake and observing our every move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492815677514961330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDpmwar50bI/AAAAAAAACgw/DADpU4CMrGI/s400/Picture+perfect+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;I realized something while I was holding her...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I looked at her, then over at Aiden, then back to her and realized that little Aiden isn't very little at all... in fact, he is definitely &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Should I even call him a baby anymore? I don't know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT... sweet little Daphne is tiny and precious and her soft little body just melts in your arms. I can't wait to hold her again! ♥&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492815687197475234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDpmw-wZQaI/AAAAAAAACg4/xnqvxyrDWaI/s400/Picture+perfect+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492803211669855218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDpbazy02_I/AAAAAAAACgQ/rdPnT3IH1Wo/s400/Picture+perfect+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-4220319249623884928?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4220319249623884928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=4220319249623884928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4220319249623884928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4220319249623884928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/07/daphne-belle.html' title='Daphne Belle♥'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDpdOO0LdBI/AAAAAAAACgY/ig55Kozjm9M/s72-c/Picture+perfect+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-6079979488492390442</id><published>2010-07-09T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T11:27:47.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='super powers'/><title type='text'>Coincidence or Premonition??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It started off extremely cute...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492154448518029250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDgNX0t_n8I/AAAAAAAACf4/JTlbhHWYK3E/s400/Picture+perfect+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashton wanted to play with stickers. So, I let him search through my sticker box until he picked the shimmery ladybug stickers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He placed them all around the room, in the usual places...the floor, the bed, a shoe, the t.v.-- even on himself and Aiden.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492154456686122914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDgNYTJa16I/AAAAAAAACgA/Rpcy0Wkw4X8/s400/Picture+perfect+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Adorable, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, I kid you not, a few hours later on television--- the same television Ashton stuck a ladybug sticker on, :) we were watching a show called, Your kid ate what, and it showed a 1 year baby who accidentally swallowed an abandoned LADY BUG sticker at a birthday party!! Ahhh! She choked on it for way too long, then had breathing problems for months and months until they realized it was still stuck in her throat, which was now extremely swollen and almost completely cutting off her airway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The lady bug stickers all over the room were not so cute anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, last night, I had a dream that I lost all of my teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I pretty much &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; dream this dream and hate it...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492154561603240610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDgNeZ_nAqI/AAAAAAAACgI/OFWksGB4plE/s400/e834d231e04c0be6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But today, my crown fell out!!! Ahhhh! Reminding me that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a. I need to take much better care of my teeth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;b. that nightmares can easily come true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankfully, I was able to recognize the obvious warnings signs presented to me, otherwise there could've been some potential disasters in our mouths. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-6079979488492390442?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6079979488492390442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=6079979488492390442&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6079979488492390442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6079979488492390442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/07/coincidence-or-premonition.html' title='Coincidence or Premonition??'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDgNX0t_n8I/AAAAAAAACf4/JTlbhHWYK3E/s72-c/Picture+perfect+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3954816338386474921</id><published>2010-07-06T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:46:33.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Independence Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491044517255534818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDQb5UjfWOI/AAAAAAAACfI/4tUu9Z5cnvw/s400/mosaic46c6322177c02cd424c92e2ec6eae19800112820.jpg" /&gt;We had a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you did too...&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated Independence Day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3954816338386474921?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3954816338386474921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3954816338386474921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3954816338386474921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3954816338386474921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/07/land-of-free-and-home-of-brave.html' title='Independence Day'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDQb5UjfWOI/AAAAAAAACfI/4tUu9Z5cnvw/s72-c/mosaic46c6322177c02cd424c92e2ec6eae19800112820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1296763967225984728</id><published>2010-07-04T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T12:46:49.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hamptons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'>A new arrival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Welcome to the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and congratulations to Bradley and Jammie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She doesn't have a name yet... three names are being debated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is either Alice, Daphne or Layla. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was born July 3rd at 11:52 am and weighed 9 pounds and 1.8 oz. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490144845222073378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDDpphDnVCI/AAAAAAAACd0/RCQ03dPGarY/s400/baby+hampton.jpg" /&gt;She is adorable, as you can see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She broke her clavicle bone being delivered so she went straight to the NICU and hasn't been held yet- not even by her mommy or dad. :(&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490144857713069698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDDpqPlszoI/AAAAAAAACd8/8hTS8YMWDEA/s400/baby+daddy+hands.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But her mommy and daddy visit her and can touch her little hands. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They adore her as do I. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;****Update****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She has a name!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;♥Daphne Belle♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1296763967225984728?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1296763967225984728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1296763967225984728&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1296763967225984728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1296763967225984728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-arrival.html' title='A new arrival'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TDDpphDnVCI/AAAAAAAACd0/RCQ03dPGarY/s72-c/baby+hampton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-6659428651457557349</id><published>2010-06-30T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T09:58:47.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my favorite things'/><title type='text'>The tale of the candy corn candle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many years ago, on a cold Christmas morning, a girl sat in her pajamas near the Christmas tree. She held in her hand a beautifully wrapped gift with her name on it. She waited her turn to open the gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her turn arrived and she peeled back all the wrapping and tissue to reveal the extraordinary gift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A candle.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488655058391055202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TCuesgoMu2I/AAAAAAAACdc/uGDWSsoGhO4/s400/Laurens+shower+067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But not just any candle... &lt;em&gt;THE&lt;/em&gt; candle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A candy corn scented candle!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl was very pleased. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the beginning, the girl would smell the candle everyday. It's delicious sweet fragrance brought her so much joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She imagined burning the candle, but ultimately the thought of it melting away into nothingness devastated her. So, it was concluded that the candle must never be burned... that way she could enjoy it's scent forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She held on to the candle for many years. Smelling it, then covering it back up and safely putting it away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time passed and she was now a mother with children, living in a new place. Most of her things boxed up and stored away, due to lack of space... and her candle was no exception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day, while searching through her boxes and staring at her lifeless, packed away things, she found her candle! She realized now, as she looked at her things just sitting there, that the candle would bring greater joy if she would finally bring it in the house and burn it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Excited about her change of heart, she went to twist open the lid, but a horrible thing happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was stuck. Extremely stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rusted together by the weather and rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She tried and tried to open it... thinking how ironic it was that &lt;em&gt;NOW&lt;/em&gt; it was stuck, a great feeling of waste came over her. The once perfect gift now meant nothing if unopened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was about to give up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but with a final twist, bang and squeeze the lid came off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girl rushed into the house, found a match and wasted no time burning the candle and enjoying it at last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TCuetcR23rI/AAAAAAAACdk/dMOY3AP7b6Q/s1600/Laurens+shower+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488655074403475122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TCuetcR23rI/AAAAAAAACdk/dMOY3AP7b6Q/s400/Laurens+shower+069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and the room was filled with the glorious smell of sweet candy corn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-6659428651457557349?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6659428651457557349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=6659428651457557349&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6659428651457557349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6659428651457557349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/06/tale-of-candy-corn-candle.html' title='The tale of the candy corn candle.'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TCuesgoMu2I/AAAAAAAACdc/uGDWSsoGhO4/s72-c/Laurens+shower+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-8022503490623921947</id><published>2010-06-26T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:46:43.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aiden'/><title type='text'>Showing off the baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm sure all parents believe that their babies are incredibly smart, I am no exception...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I submit a video of my 7 month old son showing off his &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exceptional&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;social skills. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-54eb44e6bddd6e30" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D54eb44e6bddd6e30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488307%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35BF52879513800056AAFC5B53932BDB5902533B.770721419BCA8176B7D1998BE1A8AF17F39D5DDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D54eb44e6bddd6e30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAucKoOAZTPBCg9nZDOaMXApZpAM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D54eb44e6bddd6e30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488307%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35BF52879513800056AAFC5B53932BDB5902533B.770721419BCA8176B7D1998BE1A8AF17F39D5DDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D54eb44e6bddd6e30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAucKoOAZTPBCg9nZDOaMXApZpAM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;img class="gl_photo" border="0" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-8022503490623921947?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/8022503490623921947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=8022503490623921947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/8022503490623921947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/8022503490623921947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/06/showing-off-baby.html' title='Showing off the baby...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-4126654615239260536</id><published>2010-06-24T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T17:11:54.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyland♥'/><title type='text'>~Fantasmic~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took a spontaneous trip to Disneyland this week! We kept up our spontaneity by staying into the night and watching the &lt;em&gt;amazing&lt;/em&gt; Fantasmic show! We waited an hour and half to stand and watch the show, but it was worth the wait. :) Our kids stayed awake and we had a great spot... we felt the water splashes and the fire's flames...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486491502431411490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TCPu8-mfnSI/AAAAAAAACc8/XBnajEiwN38/s400/Disney+june+2010+386.jpg" /&gt;It was magical.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486491507380890626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TCPu9RCirAI/AAAAAAAACdE/nRkI0VsGchs/s400/Disney+june+2010+421.jpg" /&gt;It was incredible.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486491496718510002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TCPu8pUbp7I/AAAAAAAACc0/31EhJAzXTGY/s400/cool.jpg" /&gt;It was fantastical. :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486491489800411074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TCPu8PjB18I/AAAAAAAACcs/2aBcWjmWMn8/s400/awesome.jpg" /&gt;It was breathtaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In true Disney fashion, it was above and beyond our wildest expectations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They did themselves proud. As always. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-4126654615239260536?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4126654615239260536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=4126654615239260536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4126654615239260536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4126654615239260536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/06/fantasmic.html' title='~Fantasmic~'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TCPu8-mfnSI/AAAAAAAACc8/XBnajEiwN38/s72-c/Disney+june+2010+386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7588885874868753495</id><published>2010-06-23T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T13:05:41.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hamptons'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TCJpAGKcXRI/AAAAAAAACck/kK1WG8TUUOQ/s1600/Picnik+collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TCJn7-lg8oI/AAAAAAAACcc/n2LNwGOqPjk/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486061576200974978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TCJn7-lg8oI/AAAAAAAACcc/n2LNwGOqPjk/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy 31 years of marriage to my Mom and Dad.♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are &lt;em&gt;still &lt;/em&gt;totally into each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7588885874868753495?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7588885874868753495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7588885874868753495&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7588885874868753495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7588885874868753495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-31-years-of-maariage-to-my-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TCJn7-lg8oI/AAAAAAAACcc/n2LNwGOqPjk/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3772274498149427486</id><published>2010-06-20T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T15:40:10.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew'/><title type='text'>I ♥ Dads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I admit it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something gets extra soft and gooey inside my heart when I see a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dad &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;his little ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have come to learn this about myself by watching this man&lt;strong&gt;↓ &lt;/strong&gt;with our little boys. I love the way his voice changes when he talks to them, and how silly &amp;amp; playful he gets around them. He easily makes them giggle and he does everything he can do to see his little boys happy. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TB6LamM4niI/AAAAAAAACb0/b8BUbijJyxo/s1600/Copy+of+canon+first+pics+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484974685231291938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TB6LamM4niI/AAAAAAAACb0/b8BUbijJyxo/s400/Copy+of+canon+first+pics+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They adore each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Fathers Day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to three GREAT men, &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484984923933847970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TB6UukVzMaI/AAAAAAAACb8/l8f8otqUNUA/s400/Copy+of+Andrew+%26+Stacey+161.jpg" /&gt;My amazing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484986639418411970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TB6WSbBMS8I/AAAAAAAACcU/qy7dl6bl-1c/s400/Copy+(2)+of+PA215662.JPG" /&gt;My husband's wonderful&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Daddy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484984942705768722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TB6UvqRX-RI/AAAAAAAACcM/_-aUFSuwrjo/s400/Copy+of+Bear+lake+467.jpg" /&gt; and the perfect &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Daddy&lt;/span&gt; to my babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3772274498149427486?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3772274498149427486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3772274498149427486&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3772274498149427486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3772274498149427486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-dads.html' title='I ♥ Dads'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TB6LamM4niI/AAAAAAAACb0/b8BUbijJyxo/s72-c/Copy+of+canon+first+pics+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-5156351060461382865</id><published>2010-06-17T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T16:43:02.138-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aiden'/><title type='text'>He's on the move...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBqyEU-Q-HI/AAAAAAAACbk/cvDUNyrcW3Y/s1600/Canon+Camera+1st+batch+of+pics+244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483891283696089202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBqyEU-Q-HI/AAAAAAAACbk/cvDUNyrcW3Y/s400/Canon+Camera+1st+batch+of+pics+244.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;June 17th 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's been getting ready for this day for several weeks now and finally, for the first time, today.... HE CRAWLS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-5156351060461382865?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5156351060461382865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=5156351060461382865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5156351060461382865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5156351060461382865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/06/hes-on-move.html' title='He&apos;s on the move...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBqyEU-Q-HI/AAAAAAAACbk/cvDUNyrcW3Y/s72-c/Canon+Camera+1st+batch+of+pics+244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3616603766790535526</id><published>2010-06-15T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T20:58:50.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday stuff'/><title type='text'>Primary $</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, I've been working on this Primary project...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBg_cMyfl7I/AAAAAAAACbc/9v0OuzvaUGM/s1600/Primary+Bucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 174px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483202300025477042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBg_cMyfl7I/AAAAAAAACbc/9v0OuzvaUGM/s400/Primary+Bucks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(it reminds me of monopoly money) :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBg8s0VrFsI/AAAAAAAACas/td9UKRYH-V4/s1600/Primary+money+board.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483199286985037506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBg8s0VrFsI/AAAAAAAACas/td9UKRYH-V4/s400/Primary+money+board.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids in my ward are going to be very glad when they remember to bring their scriptures to Primary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3616603766790535526?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3616603766790535526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3616603766790535526&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3616603766790535526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3616603766790535526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/06/primary.html' title='Primary $'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBg_cMyfl7I/AAAAAAAACbc/9v0OuzvaUGM/s72-c/Primary+Bucks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-840256156089342520</id><published>2010-06-12T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T14:50:02.803-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two little monkeys'/><title type='text'>Growing up, uP, UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt; very exciting things have happened in my children's lives this week...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481997717245702738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBP34QPuslI/AAAAAAAACZc/w_P0PVZgr14/s400/Canon+Camera+1st+batch+of+pics+056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The first:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say goodbye to the baby car seat, Aiden. You are far too big for that infantile thing. Now, you have room to stretch out those adorable toes and look forward as your brother tries to steal toys from you. :)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBP352hDOxI/AAAAAAAACZs/3SZGR-BJHJE/s1600/Canon+Camera+1st+batch+of+pics+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481997744698768146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBP352hDOxI/AAAAAAAACZs/3SZGR-BJHJE/s400/Canon+Camera+1st+batch+of+pics+069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; The second:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashton &lt;em&gt;finally &lt;/em&gt;got his very own bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For so many reasons, it has taken a very long time for this to happen. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But finally the time has come! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hooray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482006190995017458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBP_lfbADvI/AAAAAAAACaM/h5ABO2iBrs0/s400/Temple+and+ASh%27s+new+bed+007.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Night one, a full 5 hours were slept here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Night two, the whole night (after falling asleep in our bed and being transfered).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight is night three, we'll see how it goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482005372442834338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBP-12E89aI/AAAAAAAACZ8/SG_RJP0FqAM/s400/Copy+of+Canon+Camera+1st+batch+of+pics+003.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482007384482677986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBQAq9gohOI/AAAAAAAACaU/YeKsV5U9JXw/s400/Canon+Camera+1st+batch+of+pics+004.jpg" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you Aiden for being a good baby and always sleeping in your crib. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-840256156089342520?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/840256156089342520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=840256156089342520&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/840256156089342520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/840256156089342520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/06/growing-up-up-up.html' title='Growing up, uP, UP!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBP34QPuslI/AAAAAAAACZc/w_P0PVZgr14/s72-c/Canon+Camera+1st+batch+of+pics+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-4471109108207079561</id><published>2010-06-11T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:32:22.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hamptons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and marriage'/><title type='text'>Sealed with love♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBJvzk8neMI/AAAAAAAACY8/W2Aq3-3FDOg/s1600/Temple+and+ASh%27s+new+bed+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481566628345247938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBJvzk8neMI/AAAAAAAACY8/W2Aq3-3FDOg/s400/Temple+and+ASh%27s+new+bed+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday was a happy day for my brother and his wife!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They were sealed to each other, in the Redlands Temple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am soooooooooooo happy for them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-4471109108207079561?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4471109108207079561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=4471109108207079561&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4471109108207079561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4471109108207079561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/06/sealed-with-love.html' title='Sealed with love♥'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBJvzk8neMI/AAAAAAAACY8/W2Aq3-3FDOg/s72-c/Temple+and+ASh%27s+new+bed+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-569045029279269030</id><published>2010-06-09T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T15:25:40.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='going places'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Terrys'/><title type='text'>Reunited and it feels so good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBAT_YoNl7I/AAAAAAAACYs/bRR2DERqsyU/s1600/Bear+lake+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480902726173693874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBAT_YoNl7I/AAAAAAAACYs/bRR2DERqsyU/s400/Bear+lake+111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've been home since yesterday, but we're still not unpacked&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (I hate unpacking).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went camping at Bear lake, near Idaho, there were tents and trailers and a big open sky. Our family got to camp in one of the two cabins, which was a pretty nice luxury.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; We were out in the middle of nowhere... just water, trees, dirt, critters and family to be seen. There were only a few mice sharing a pull out bed with us, nothing I couldn't handle. :) But, the last night, Andrew and I each took a child and slept on bunk beds and I got the top bunk. It was like a big slumber party. :)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480902695707676418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBAT9nIjDwI/AAAAAAAACYk/fZkQ1cal7sk/s400/277.jpg" /&gt;It was great to have all the grand kids together. They really enjoyed playing with each other.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480902679559820370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBAT8q-mVFI/AAAAAAAACYc/pOzMpbQldWc/s400/109.jpg" /&gt;The lake was beautiful. The air was refreshing. The time away was relaxing. The company was splendid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-569045029279269030?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/569045029279269030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=569045029279269030&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/569045029279269030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/569045029279269030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/06/reunited-and-it-feels-so-good.html' title='Reunited and it feels so good...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TBAT_YoNl7I/AAAAAAAACYs/bRR2DERqsyU/s72-c/Bear+lake+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-9012786324316345632</id><published>2010-06-02T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:06:54.401-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>One year older and wiser too...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got 15 minutes before the laundry is done and I need to finish packing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...we are going on a 13 hour car ride and arriving here.↓&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478376205502028690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAcaIhrmm5I/AAAAAAAACVk/94O3gCuEZ2Q/s400/fotolia_1583799_XS.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But, I couldn't leave without writing about my BiRthDay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(...and my mom's birthday...and my mother in law's birthday)!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What kind of online journal keeper would I be?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478383586290058738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAcg2JQmRfI/AAAAAAAACWU/ya31UH27A7A/s400/Our+feet.jpg" /&gt;My Mom and I got pedicures... I think maybe this should become a tradition? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, we went to lunch with our boys. It was soooo delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478383575261025330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAcg1gLElDI/AAAAAAAACWM/wE-rZY9URt8/s400/Lunch.jpg" /&gt;Lots of cupcakes, animal print, donuts and birthday wishes made the day happy and fun!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478376227073322050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAcaJyCmbEI/AAAAAAAACV8/h7F_ZErASsY/s400/Staceys+28th+bday+030.jpg" /&gt;(how ever will we eat all of these cupcakes?!!)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478393849381141202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAcqLiQMOtI/AAAAAAAACWc/AKVyIp56Wdg/s400/Mom+t+and+me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All three of us had a hapPy haPpy birthday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-9012786324316345632?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/9012786324316345632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=9012786324316345632&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/9012786324316345632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/9012786324316345632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-year-older-and-wiser-too.html' title='One year older and wiser too...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAcaIhrmm5I/AAAAAAAACVk/94O3gCuEZ2Q/s72-c/fotolia_1583799_XS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-5025211018685713407</id><published>2010-06-01T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T12:50:19.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two little monkeys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love food'/><title type='text'>Ice cream and french fries. The two great joys in life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAUlMCEnKZI/AAAAAAAACVc/pC0ow_IX55Q/s1600/Ice+cream+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477825410410949010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAUlMCEnKZI/AAAAAAAACVc/pC0ow_IX55Q/s400/Ice+cream+boys.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday, Ashton taught Aiden how to eat his &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; tastes of ice cream. It made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just look at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ea38039322c599a2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dea38039322c599a2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488307%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA35A4E3F085BAE522F81225317E669597887329.825C4DA4524C8047BC04F8835D20ED93C525B75F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dea38039322c599a2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6MOGxYo-T4GX_3UZydHkvsfSzw4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dea38039322c599a2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331488307%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA35A4E3F085BAE522F81225317E669597887329.825C4DA4524C8047BC04F8835D20ED93C525B75F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dea38039322c599a2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6MOGxYo-T4GX_3UZydHkvsfSzw4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...and I captured a very important milestone in Aiden's life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am sure he will thank me when he is a grown man. ♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Please sit back, relax and enjoy Aiden eating his first french fry... a momentous occasion in our family. :) &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/7025538214582837085-5025211018685713407?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5025211018685713407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=5025211018685713407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5025211018685713407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5025211018685713407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='Ice cream and french fries. The two great joys in life.'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAUlMCEnKZI/AAAAAAAACVc/pC0ow_IX55Q/s72-c/Ice+cream+boys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-6413400307179191027</id><published>2010-05-31T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T18:29:51.700-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two little monkeys'/><title type='text'>The bottom line</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477477711362487794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAPo9SLhdfI/AAAAAAAACVI/h_RA0NSfUwg/s400/Huggies-Diapers.jpg" /&gt;Even though they are a full two years apart, both my boys are now comfortably wearing the same size diaper. Isn't that craZy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried to keep Aiden's bottom little for as long as I could, BUT (no pun intended) his tush kept spilling out of those tiny diapers.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477486632020783986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAPxEiOMs3I/AAAAAAAACVQ/DR7L6GRhBqU/s400/Copy+of+whole+camera+569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's kind-of like having twins? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-6413400307179191027?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6413400307179191027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=6413400307179191027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6413400307179191027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6413400307179191027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/bottoms-up.html' title='The bottom line'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAPo9SLhdfI/AAAAAAAACVI/h_RA0NSfUwg/s72-c/Huggies-Diapers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-2243132560419097691</id><published>2010-05-29T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:16:12.889-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'>Jammie is almost ready to POP!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476819469514360354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAGSSkNYxiI/AAAAAAAACUY/n6s_v_c-xPE/s400/jammies+shower+011.jpg" /&gt; Jammie only has 5 weeks left until her baby girl is born! Today we celebrated by throwing her a shower...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went with a fun POP theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476819472932738418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAGSSw8ZFXI/AAAAAAAACUg/xUmPxBWbojs/s400/jammies+shower+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAGSRyZz5zI/AAAAAAAACUQ/v7AFYNepEOQ/s1600/jammies+shower+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476819456144697138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAGSRyZz5zI/AAAAAAAACUQ/v7AFYNepEOQ/s400/jammies+shower+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little girl doesn't have a name, yet &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I'm routing for Alice).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will be my 4th niece and I am sooooo excited to meet her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my 3 lovely pregnant sisters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I predict all three are carrying girls?!?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAGSRr7uUWI/AAAAAAAACUI/2WC7EBi9GIo/s1600/jammies+shower+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476819454407889250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAGSRr7uUWI/AAAAAAAACUI/2WC7EBi9GIo/s400/jammies+shower+021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and my pregnant Grandma. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAGSRIewOtI/AAAAAAAACUA/-lOx2CoTk-o/s1600/jammies+shower+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476819444891138770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAGSRIewOtI/AAAAAAAACUA/-lOx2CoTk-o/s400/jammies+shower+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-2243132560419097691?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2243132560419097691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=2243132560419097691&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2243132560419097691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2243132560419097691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/jammie-is-almost-reday-to-pop.html' title='Jammie is almost ready to POP!! :)'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/TAGSSkNYxiI/AAAAAAAACUY/n6s_v_c-xPE/s72-c/jammies+shower+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-6477737269437570541</id><published>2010-05-28T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T17:56:13.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal entry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two little monkeys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boys doing sweet things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magic'/><title type='text'>Our song...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It wasn't long after Ashton was born that I realized lullabies &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; do help babies fall asleep. I experimented with different songs until I found just the right one for the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I found it, we both knew it was &lt;em&gt;the &lt;/em&gt;song. When he was tired and grouchy "our song" would always relax him enough to fall asleep... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 219px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476357033139963474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S__ttOeFBlI/AAAAAAAACTo/DntJJ0gIUik/s400/all_my_loving.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, when Aiden was born, I wanted to pick a special lullaby just for him. For weeks I tried new songs, but nothing seemed quite right. A song from the West Side Story, &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; did the job, but, I didn't know &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; of the right words and &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;was very distracting to us both. :) One day, in desperation, I ended up borrowing Ashton's song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was the song Aiden chose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fast asleep he fell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and it kind of made sense, Aiden loves everything his brother loves).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, I was marveling at the magic of this song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Aiden is fussy in the car, I sing the song from the drivers seat and he falls asleep... When it's 3 in the morning and feeding him didn't do the trick, I put him back in his crib and sing it from my bed... he falls asleep. Of course, my favorite is when he's in my arms, looking up into my eyes, all quiet and sleepy. awww. I watch as his little eyes droop heavier and heavier until they're peaceful and closed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been feeling a little sad that they have to share the same lullaby (I know, is that weird?),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but last night I realized it's not such a horrible thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had Ashton in one arm and Aiden in the other, it was 10pm and my arms were getting numb, both boys were crying and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; needed to fall asleep... I started to sing our song and within seconds they were both asleep in my arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476370195373273346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S__5rXnCsQI/AAAAAAAACT4/BLGA-SHycJg/s400/WHOLE+CAMERA+062.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If that's not magic, I don't know what is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-6477737269437570541?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6477737269437570541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=6477737269437570541&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6477737269437570541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6477737269437570541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/our-song.html' title='Our song...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S__ttOeFBlI/AAAAAAAACTo/DntJJ0gIUik/s72-c/all_my_loving.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1096299962665140387</id><published>2010-05-25T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:42:57.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want to be healthy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the great outdoors'/><title type='text'>You gotta eat your spinach, baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_vq5e-A1BI/AAAAAAAACTg/AxtKY24w8FU/s1600/outside+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475228045285577746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_vq5e-A1BI/AAAAAAAACTg/AxtKY24w8FU/s400/outside+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started our family garden a few weeks ago. It is growing beautifully and yesterday, we harvested our first batch of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spinach&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, it's taken me years to figure out a little secret that I'm happily about to share with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next time you're at Subway ordering a sandwich, try swapping that regular lettuce for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spinach &lt;/span&gt;instead. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;guarantee&lt;/span&gt; a mOre delicious experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1096299962665140387?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1096299962665140387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1096299962665140387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1096299962665140387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1096299962665140387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-gotta-eat-your-spinach-baby.html' title='You gotta eat your spinach, baby...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_vq5e-A1BI/AAAAAAAACTg/AxtKY24w8FU/s72-c/outside+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-5459786333188834226</id><published>2010-05-22T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T13:38:58.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trains planes and automobiles'/><title type='text'>Pioneer children sang as they walked...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474261615347676498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_h7725atVI/AAAAAAAACTI/1TU1_YP2kxM/s400/Pioneer+parade+019.jpg" /&gt;...and walked... and walked... and walked... :)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_mR4IrlbII/AAAAAAAACTQ/gcXw_Xleqsw/s1600/Pioneer+parade+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474567215634541698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_mR4IrlbII/AAAAAAAACTQ/gcXw_Xleqsw/s400/Pioneer+parade+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend, Ashton, Grandpa T. and I dressed up and walked as pioneers in the San Bernardino Bicentennial city parade (actually, Ashton didn't walk, he got pulled in the cart... then held :). &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lucky boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankfully, it was only a couple of blocks. I am amazed at those pioneers, I don't know if I would've made it.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_h76ffGhfI/AAAAAAAACSw/WDUnXAB0940/s1600/Copy+of+Pioneer+parade+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474261591883417074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_h76ffGhfI/AAAAAAAACSw/WDUnXAB0940/s400/Copy+of+Pioneer+parade+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-5459786333188834226?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5459786333188834226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=5459786333188834226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5459786333188834226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5459786333188834226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/pioneer-children-sang-as-they-walked.html' title='Pioneer children sang as they walked...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_h7725atVI/AAAAAAAACTI/1TU1_YP2kxM/s72-c/Pioneer+parade+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-4958211964471139896</id><published>2010-05-21T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T08:48:39.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday stuff'/><title type='text'>A two way promise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473917554205045186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_dDA3QqscI/AAAAAAAACSI/EXrPCeYewVM/s400/Primary+Sharing+time+001.jpg" /&gt;This week has been crazy, but I finally came up with an idea that will help me pull off this week's Primary sharing time. It's about baptismal covenants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I made this horrible cardboard and paper door :) with all of these locks to represent the covenants that we make when we are baptized. The covenants are written on the keys.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473917567692453266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_dDBpgUNZI/AAAAAAAACSY/k3XDSFlEJHM/s400/Primary+Sharing+time+004.jpg" /&gt;Once we find all the hidden keys around the room, we can unlock each lock until the door opens and we see inside what the the Lord promises us for keeping our covenants.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473917558467591602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_dDBHI7_bI/AAAAAAAACSQ/FnJLTpdbFfk/s400/Primary+Sharing+time+002.jpg" /&gt;It's a pretty sweet deal...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_dDCWTcRrI/AAAAAAAACSg/1wwQyyjTalg/s1600/Primary+Sharing+time+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473917579718051506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_dDCWTcRrI/AAAAAAAACSg/1wwQyyjTalg/s400/Primary+Sharing+time+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Phew... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-4958211964471139896?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4958211964471139896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=4958211964471139896&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4958211964471139896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4958211964471139896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/two-way-promise.html' title='A two way promise...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_dDA3QqscI/AAAAAAAACSI/EXrPCeYewVM/s72-c/Primary+Sharing+time+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-4912778867672588096</id><published>2010-05-20T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T21:53:16.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the great outdoors'/><title type='text'>Creepy crawlers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never mentioned my late night visitor...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_YNtl78CdI/AAAAAAAACSA/pSxznDCCPuw/s1600/29818_397155208969_535103969_4114282_5407433_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473577474044201426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_YNtl78CdI/AAAAAAAACSA/pSxznDCCPuw/s400/29818_397155208969_535103969_4114282_5407433_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was 3am and Aiden was ready to eat... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up, rubbed my eyes and placed my bare feet onto the bedroom floor, it was then that I noticed movement near the crib. I did a double take to find this huge, fast, creepy creature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I grabbed a nearby cup and covered it quickly near my bedside! Luckily, it only took me one try. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The whole night I worried it would escape and jump into my bed for revenge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, thankfully, when the morning came it was still underneath the cup. Andrew took it outside to release it and snap a picture, but then he accidentally killed it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We did some research and found out it was a Camel Spider--actually not really a spider, not quite a scorpion, it's something in between!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the next day...there was ANOTHER ONE! ICk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-4912778867672588096?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4912778867672588096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=4912778867672588096&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4912778867672588096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4912778867672588096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/creepy-crawlers.html' title='Creepy crawlers'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_YNtl78CdI/AAAAAAAACSA/pSxznDCCPuw/s72-c/29818_397155208969_535103969_4114282_5407433_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7402786719119532202</id><published>2010-05-19T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:00:17.763-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want to be healthy'/><title type='text'>6 months of clean towels...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's our story...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473117848188026994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_Rrr2MZAHI/AAAAAAAACRw/FNwmqaueDB0/s400/Copy+of+my+boys+160.jpg" /&gt;I spent the eve of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aiden's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6 month&lt;/span&gt; anniversary in misery. So sick that I couldn't help but be reminded of what it felt like to be pregnant with the little rascal a long 6 months ago. I was unable to sleep and barfing non- stop, but this time I wasn't sure why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I questioned everything... what did I eat, who did I touch, what am I stressing too much about, am I pregnant, what does my body need, what did it get too much of?!!! :) It was a lot and probably making me &lt;em&gt;more &lt;/em&gt;sick. AH! So confused... I finally put together the numbing cashew allergy from the day before... duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...But, it wasn't duh, because the next day everyone else got sick too- just like I had! Ashton started vomiting, Andrew came seconds later and right before midnight, little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aiden&lt;/span&gt; joined the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long night and there was vomit &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVERYWHERE.&lt;/span&gt; My bed was covered. It soaked through the pillows. Every towel was used as a barrier, buckets were full and 7 outfits were sacrificed! I was thrown up on four times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first time, I was disgusted. The second time, &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; inconvenienced. The third time I cried, :( but by the fourth time, I was literally laughing. :) It became a crazy house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a total of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; throw ups at the end of the day. I was tired. I was dirty. My skin smelt like throw up, but more than anything I was worried about my boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was around 10pm when all of them were finally sleeping. I felt a huge relief, it was OVER! --or so I hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was finishing up the 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; load of laundry when little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aiden&lt;/span&gt; woke from his sleep to throw up, &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. I decided I couldn't let his little body go through this another night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on my shoes, kissed my sleeping boys goodnight and drove to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aiden&lt;/span&gt; and I spent 6 hours in the waiting room that night. We were both wide awake and surrounded by many other worried and miserable people. We people watched and talked to a few sickos. :) Then, I finally worked up the nerve to feed him, nervous that he'd throw up on me and in front of everyone in the waiting room... but my boy did me proud! It was the first food he kept down all day! I was very excited about that and &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; being seen by the ER Doctor, at 6 a.m. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473129865879918402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_R2nXlal0I/AAAAAAAACR4/JxJHXsJ4KWg/s400/my+boys+181.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We ended up being there for 11 hours, but by the time we were sent home, I knew he felt better and we were ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite an exhausting experience and definitely not how I imagined celebrating &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Aiden's&lt;/span&gt; 6 months of life, but I got my appetite back and finally some sleep so, (I feel good enough to end on a positive note) :)...what a great way to remember that life is fragile, there are opposites in all things and that we need to appreciate our bodies in all &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; glory and in their misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, lets all NOT&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;throw up for awhile... :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7402786719119532202?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7402786719119532202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7402786719119532202&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7402786719119532202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7402786719119532202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/6-months-of-clean-towels.html' title='6 months of clean towels...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S_Rrr2MZAHI/AAAAAAAACRw/FNwmqaueDB0/s72-c/Copy+of+my+boys+160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-4339152973595980367</id><published>2010-05-18T15:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T18:36:42.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want to be healthy'/><title type='text'>Update on the update...</title><content type='html'>ok, so cashew allergies can't be contagious... and since we &lt;em&gt;ALL&lt;/em&gt; ended up violently sick over here, I guess it couldn't have been the cashews. Dang it, I was so sure I discovered the mystery!! All I know is that I love cashews and they don't love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY... family throwing up stories and ER post to come... someday, when I have enough energy to be social... maybe like, 20 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ok, probably tomorrow)&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-4339152973595980367?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4339152973595980367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=4339152973595980367&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4339152973595980367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4339152973595980367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/update-on-update.html' title='Update on the update...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-8631327919707310224</id><published>2010-05-13T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T09:59:40.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disastrous'/><title type='text'>Tingle, tingle, numb...delicious.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This has been my &lt;strong&gt;favorite&lt;/strong&gt; snack for the last couple of weeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom&lt;/em&gt;, remember when we met at Sams club and I talked you into trading the giant pistachio bag for these delicious cashews instead? &lt;em&gt;Dad&lt;/em&gt;... we talked on the phone about how delicious they are and how easy it is to eat them instead of cookies because they taste so good... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Andrew&lt;/em&gt;, remember how you bought this huge 2 pound container and I ate the whole thing by myself and then we bought another 2pound container yesterday?...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-zSG1ggCOI/AAAAAAAACRA/SgiUb5gBGyA/s1600/Mothers+day+2010+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470978662232754402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-zSG1ggCOI/AAAAAAAACRA/SgiUb5gBGyA/s400/Mothers+day+2010+068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... well, today I found out that I am allergic to them and my loss and the numbness of my tongue is HORRIBLE. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-8631327919707310224?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/8631327919707310224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=8631327919707310224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/8631327919707310224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/8631327919707310224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/tingletingle.html' title='Tingle, tingle, numb...delicious.'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-zSG1ggCOI/AAAAAAAACRA/SgiUb5gBGyA/s72-c/Mothers+day+2010+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1113643954701391335</id><published>2010-05-11T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:38:47.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashton'/><title type='text'>He'd slay a dragon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-n4ZdGrdII/AAAAAAAACQo/pI0VQL_pp28/s1600/My+knight+in+shining+armour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470176338611238018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-n4ZdGrdII/AAAAAAAACQo/pI0VQL_pp28/s400/My+knight+in+shining+armour.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1113643954701391335?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1113643954701391335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1113643954701391335&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1113643954701391335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1113643954701391335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='He&apos;d slay a dragon...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-n4ZdGrdII/AAAAAAAACQo/pI0VQL_pp28/s72-c/My+knight+in+shining+armour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1498807969703119022</id><published>2010-05-09T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:40:06.219-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special days'/><title type='text'>Mothers Day ~MAGIC~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-dDtXmJjsI/AAAAAAAACQY/JQN1gsVqC2A/s1600/Mothers+day+2010+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469414719171956418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-dDtXmJjsI/AAAAAAAACQY/JQN1gsVqC2A/s400/Mothers+day+2010+048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Mothers Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My day was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;incredible&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a long and restless night full of babies in our bed, I woke up with a horrible headache and alot to do to get ready for 9am church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My husband, in his amazing-ness, laid my towel and outfit out for me so I could easily jump in the shower while he made me the &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PERFECT&lt;/span&gt; breakfast...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dang, I wish I took a picture of it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it consisted of banana 'n peaches 'n cream, yum, eggs, turkey-bacon and toast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He woke up our boys &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(yes, they magically both slept in today)&lt;/span&gt; so that they could give me their gift together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was, again, &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PERFECT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We magically made it to church on time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After feeding the baby, chasing Ashton around and giving the closing prayer in Sacrament, I rushed to the Primary room to set up a very busy day. During the last hour, the Young mens presidency (&lt;em&gt;lead by my sweet husband&lt;/em&gt;) came in and took over Primary, sending us ladies off to a cultural hall full of delicious food &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thank you babe for pulling that off).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469413956325080786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-dDA9xR_tI/AAAAAAAACPw/mw_lZiX38a0/s400/Mothers+day+2010+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(this was just one of the many different tables)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-dDstOQWnI/AAAAAAAACQQ/XSqF_AU95Y0/s1600/Copy+of+Mothers+day+2010+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469414707797449330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-dDstOQWnI/AAAAAAAACQQ/XSqF_AU95Y0/s400/Copy+of+Mothers+day+2010+018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We laughed and ate and enjoyed ourselves (instead of teaching our lessons-- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-one of these ladies was Andrew's FIRST kiss!--She's my secretary, I love her♥)&lt;/span&gt; hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469413942160611634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-dDAJANWTI/AAAAAAAACPo/O6Bq1rrhkdA/s400/Mothers+day+2010+015.jpg" /&gt;After church, two very special boys in our Primary were baptized. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are 10 and 11 year old brothers. They've been coming to Primary for almost 2 years, but have never been baptized because their mom isn't a member and she didn't approve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They were baptized today because of a very special woman in our ward who got them to church every Sunday and a prompting that I was quick to act upon one night. It is quite the story and very exciting to see them finally be baptized! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-dDBsZa9pI/AAAAAAAACP4/taeNlJKcPfM/s1600/Mothers+day+2010+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469413968841471634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-dDBsZa9pI/AAAAAAAACP4/taeNlJKcPfM/s400/Mothers+day+2010+020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How can it get any better than all of this?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have two little boys that adore me and make me &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469413924913679986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-dC_IwODnI/AAAAAAAACPg/GGqlKEnUbqo/s400/Copy+of+Mothers+day+2010+046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A husband who makes me hand made cards and tells me he loves me everyday. :) Who takes care of me better than I deserve and whom I &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; deeply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also celebrate an amazing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mother&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mother- &lt;/span&gt;in- law --and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;many other wonderful people who have influenced my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am blessed and spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you all feel the same way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-dC-Q969TI/AAAAAAAACPY/TVKAnehuVek/s1600/Copy+of+Mothers+day+2010+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469413909938763058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-dC-Q969TI/AAAAAAAACPY/TVKAnehuVek/s400/Copy+of+Mothers+day+2010+029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being a Mother!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1498807969703119022?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1498807969703119022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1498807969703119022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1498807969703119022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1498807969703119022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-magic.html' title='Mothers Day ~MAGIC~'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-dDtXmJjsI/AAAAAAAACQY/JQN1gsVqC2A/s72-c/Mothers+day+2010+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7051660241970053349</id><published>2010-05-08T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T16:51:02.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trains planes and automobiles'/><title type='text'>Full steam ahead!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469041663252409330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-Xwap_4q_I/AAAAAAAACN4/TZvFe4VYlD0/s400/train+SB+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An old steam engine built in 1927 came into town today to celebrate the bicentennial of the San Bernardino Railroad. The whole day was a train celebration, but this train was making a grand entrance and only coming once. Andrew and Ashton stood only feet away as the train came chugging by...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-Xwccz-4oI/AAAAAAAACOQ/PZBAJ70E7Fk/s1600/train+SB+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469041694072562306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-Xwccz-4oI/AAAAAAAACOQ/PZBAJ70E7Fk/s400/train+SB+042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469041671815432770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-XwbJ5eCkI/AAAAAAAACOA/uTkSLpUgORQ/s400/train+SB+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's possible the whole city was there, incuding the mayor who rode in on the train. He came down to put on a skit recreating a little piece of 1920's history... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469048188305813602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-X2Wdt2MGI/AAAAAAAACOY/BuKYV6AkIPQ/s400/train+SB+022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469041684995416146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-Xwb6_0oFI/AAAAAAAACOI/T0-yzR_LS04/s400/train+SB+033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was everything 2 train lovers could hope for.&lt;br /&gt;For more information on this particular steam engine, you can go to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santa_Fe_3751"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Santa_Fe_3751&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why wouldn't you? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7051660241970053349?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7051660241970053349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7051660241970053349&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7051660241970053349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7051660241970053349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/choo-choo.html' title='Full steam ahead!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-Xwap_4q_I/AAAAAAAACN4/TZvFe4VYlD0/s72-c/train+SB+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3964961345644048044</id><published>2010-05-07T08:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T16:36:50.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trains planes and automobiles'/><title type='text'>♫Who are the people♪ in your neighborhood?♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;♪They're the people ♫that you meet when you're walking down the street, ♪they're the people that♫ you meet....each day! ♫ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sesame Street &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Meet Darnell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He makes Thursdays &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;extra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;special in our neighborhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thursday is&lt;/span&gt; TRASH DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and Darnell happens to be the BEST trash truck driver in the land!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we hear his truck coming up the street we run outside and Ashton waits for him. Darnell sees Ashton, waves and honks his giant horn!! He makes the experience&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;extra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;magical for my truck obsessed two year old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you Darnell for making Thursday Ashton's &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; day of the week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-QvmoTZoiI/AAAAAAAACNg/PMvmPGBbrIY/s1600/WHOLE+CAMERA+379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 271px; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468548188234949154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-QvmoTZoiI/AAAAAAAACNg/PMvmPGBbrIY/s400/WHOLE+CAMERA+379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-QvmPACVyI/AAAAAAAACNY/Uh9HRccOKsc/s1600/WHOLE+CAMERA+378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 269px; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468548181442844450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-QvmPACVyI/AAAAAAAACNY/Uh9HRccOKsc/s400/WHOLE+CAMERA+378.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3964961345644048044?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3964961345644048044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3964961345644048044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3964961345644048044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3964961345644048044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/yesterday-was-ashtons-favorite-day-of.html' title='♫Who are the people♪ in your neighborhood?♫'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-QvmoTZoiI/AAAAAAAACNg/PMvmPGBbrIY/s72-c/WHOLE+CAMERA+379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1473815612724819650</id><published>2010-05-05T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T19:32:04.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-HrH1-ug3I/AAAAAAAACNQ/Ti2pvusOejU/s1600/Copy+of+My+boys+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467909942586278770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-HrH1-ug3I/AAAAAAAACNQ/Ti2pvusOejU/s400/Copy+of+My+boys+161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Getting ready for my sister's baby shower tomorrow night!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1473815612724819650?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1473815612724819650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1473815612724819650&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1473815612724819650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1473815612724819650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S-HrH1-ug3I/AAAAAAAACNQ/Ti2pvusOejU/s72-c/Copy+of+My+boys+161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1580799438513051807</id><published>2010-05-01T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T10:00:28.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disastrous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trains planes and automobiles'/><title type='text'>Money doesn't grow on trees...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...and toy cars don't grow in the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466383328126129506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9x-rL8TVWI/AAAAAAAACMw/ipoCTs6rzvc/s400/aiden+EATS+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466383339899940834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9x-r3zZb-I/AAAAAAAACM4/OZTWMebHEWQ/s400/aiden+EATS+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets not buy these "growing" water cars anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are the worst $1.00 purchase of all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1580799438513051807?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1580799438513051807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1580799438513051807&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1580799438513051807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1580799438513051807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/05/money-doesnt-grow-on-trees.html' title='Money doesn&apos;t grow on trees...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9x-rL8TVWI/AAAAAAAACMw/ipoCTs6rzvc/s72-c/aiden+EATS+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-347342251674194862</id><published>2010-04-29T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T17:44:45.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disneyland♥'/><title type='text'>Mickey's house...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was one of those perfect days... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to Disneyland after Andrew got home from work...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The weather was perfect, the freeways were clear, the Disney crowds were small, we walked right on to rides, ate delicious food, took our time, the kids were happy, the music was happy, Andrew and I were happy... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465719634607559778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9ojDI6pVGI/AAAAAAAACMg/NRQkRqc5L9Y/s400/Disney+Days+061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465596880691816530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9mzZ68eaFI/AAAAAAAACMA/rmgQKDj9kDc/s400/Copy+of+Disney+Days+007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465596861519412946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9mzYzhavtI/AAAAAAAACLw/sJkzwZisKIU/s400/Copy+of+Copy+of+Disney+Days+054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465596872208553106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9mzZbV6FJI/AAAAAAAACL4/Ax2STfPBfiE/s400/Copy+of+Copy+of+Disney+Days+059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465596855598417842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9mzYddvh7I/AAAAAAAACLo/8EpwYFRUCiQ/s400/Copy+of+Copy+of+Disney+Days+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465724865724869026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9onzoWM6aI/AAAAAAAACMo/fk9UL5T6BR8/s400/Happiest+place.png" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...it was one of the best times we've ever had at Disneyland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We love "Mickey's house"--as Ashton calls it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-347342251674194862?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/347342251674194862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=347342251674194862&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/347342251674194862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/347342251674194862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/04/mickeys-house.html' title='Mickey&apos;s house...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9ojDI6pVGI/AAAAAAAACMg/NRQkRqc5L9Y/s72-c/Disney+Days+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3636938114008744749</id><published>2010-04-27T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:37:31.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two little monkeys'/><title type='text'>Matchy-matchy brothers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aw, dressing up the kids in matching outfits and taking pictures of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464938200075822226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9dcVqb7ZJI/AAAAAAAACLE/F7wZwePgP2o/s400/Copy+(2)+of+MY+BOYS+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A favorite passtime for many moms. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I never thought I'd do it, but it was only a matter of time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and it turns out, I think it's kinda adorable.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464938226781770162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9dcXN7H0bI/AAAAAAAACLU/qrxmTmkbui0/s400/Copy+(2)+of+MY+BOYS+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464938211652083762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9dcWVj7IDI/AAAAAAAACLM/OF_NFuq5hAI/s400/Copy+(2)+of+MY+BOYS+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (don't you wanna just kiss that squishy round belly?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9dcT1ZX25I/AAAAAAAACK0/edqh7UDfEPo/s1600/Copy+(2)+of+MY+BOYS+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464938168658156434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9dcT1ZX25I/AAAAAAAACK0/edqh7UDfEPo/s400/Copy+(2)+of+MY+BOYS+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They like it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3636938114008744749?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3636938114008744749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3636938114008744749&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3636938114008744749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3636938114008744749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/04/matchy-matchy-brothers.html' title='Matchy-matchy brothers...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9dcVqb7ZJI/AAAAAAAACLE/F7wZwePgP2o/s72-c/Copy+(2)+of+MY+BOYS+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-6644607169867267385</id><published>2010-04-25T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T09:57:33.999-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disastrous'/><title type='text'>Rainy days :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9T3STkP2SI/AAAAAAAACKs/AgfxlMlPCz4/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264141769267490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9T3STkP2SI/AAAAAAAACKs/AgfxlMlPCz4/s400/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend we went through our stored boxes to see which ones the rain had claimed... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were disappointed to find out how many boxes were ruined and how many--moldy-- memories needed to be thrown away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9T3RxYDYpI/AAAAAAAACKk/Cj0kNi0i9qE/s1600/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464264132591313554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9T3RxYDYpI/AAAAAAAACKk/Cj0kNi0i9qE/s400/086.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soooooooooo sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-6644607169867267385?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6644607169867267385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=6644607169867267385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6644607169867267385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6644607169867267385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/04/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy days :('/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9T3STkP2SI/AAAAAAAACKs/AgfxlMlPCz4/s72-c/088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-528445501193747684</id><published>2010-04-23T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:23:14.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'>a SISTER is someone you can laugh with...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9Ips2abshI/AAAAAAAACKc/zEId1UKFkuc/s1600/larson--abbie114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463475148451197458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9Ips2abshI/AAAAAAAACKc/zEId1UKFkuc/s400/larson--abbie114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-528445501193747684?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/528445501193747684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=528445501193747684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/528445501193747684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/528445501193747684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/04/sister-is-someone-you-can-laugh-with.html' title='a SISTER is someone you can laugh with...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S9Ips2abshI/AAAAAAAACKc/zEId1UKFkuc/s72-c/larson--abbie114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-5403413043076505523</id><published>2010-04-21T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T20:26:14.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the great outdoors'/><title type='text'>Bird is the word.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashton was outside playing and Aiden was asleep inside, so I was busy going back and forth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I came in and sat down, to rest my oh-so-busy mommy legs, then a minute later, Ashton come running in saying "mommy, birdie, mom, birdie, birdie...." I kept saying ya, yup...birdies (only half paying attention)... but he finally said "birdie, die". I have never heard him say die before so, I turned around to see him. He was gripping a bird in his little fist!!! I, naturally, shrieked which made Ashton instantly drop the poor lifeless bird right onto the floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had so many thoughts in my mind...where did this bird come from?...why would he bring it inside?...did he kill this bird?... how am I going to get it outside?.... how much soap do I need to use to wash his hands?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew it needed to be buried so my son wouldn't touch it &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt; and obviously, it was up to me. So, my first objective (after taking a picture) was to find a way to get it outside... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462744156743875106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8-Q3iGPOiI/AAAAAAAACKU/6uTPHMVlcJI/s400/MY+BOYS+049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ziploc bags and dust pans did the trick. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462744140258731090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8-Q2kr35FI/AAAAAAAACKE/BHqYB4aUhDk/s400/Copy+of+MY+BOYS+052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once we were outside, I asked Ashton were he found the bird... he ignored me. I asked him again, "where did this bird come from"? He pointed to the sky... I asked him to show me and he pointed to the sky, again, and said "fall, mommy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His answer satisfied me. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was half relieved that my son didn't kill him-- and half sad that the bird fell from the sky to his death, but we prepared his grave and gave him a proper burial....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(which included a lego)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8-Q3A4FOgI/AAAAAAAACKM/XivXRGoOyfI/s1600/MY+BOYS+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462744147826129410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8-Q3A4FOgI/AAAAAAAACKM/XivXRGoOyfI/s400/MY+BOYS+054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks little bird for &lt;em&gt;falling&lt;/em&gt; into our lives today, you gave my son one of his first experiences with death and helped me pay extra attention to the beautiful, alive, birds all around me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;R.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-5403413043076505523?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/5403413043076505523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=5403413043076505523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5403413043076505523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/5403413043076505523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/04/to-kill-mocking-bird.html' title='Bird is the word.'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8-Q3iGPOiI/AAAAAAAACKU/6uTPHMVlcJI/s72-c/MY+BOYS+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3826789096911174585</id><published>2010-04-19T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T07:20:16.052-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Terrys'/><title type='text'>Imprints of the heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My father-in-law is so clever and thoughful with all of his grandkids. He always comes up with the most creative ways to engage them whenever they visit... &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462088683636123474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S808t-fP51I/AAAAAAAACI8/DZR11W2YU1o/s400/Cousins+and+cement+020.jpg" /&gt;This past weekend, Connor and Jeremy were in town, so he had four of his grandsons at his house and he decided to make it memorable.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462088693934385010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S808uk2i53I/AAAAAAAACJM/2CW5bPBf0Xk/s400/Cousins+and+cement+023.jpg" /&gt; He gathered them together to pour and mix cement and with shovels and wheelbarrels in hand,  all of the boys were in heaven (---even Aiden in the background). &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462088709696208146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S808vfkdPRI/AAAAAAAACJU/_Ch0TxhWKeo/s400/Cousins+and+cement+029.jpg" /&gt;After the cement was mixed just right, the strong boys got to pour some cement into the box their Grandpa prepared...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462088716614996610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S808v5WBkoI/AAAAAAAACJc/xpAFAC2TDXA/s400/Cousins+and+cement+033.jpg" /&gt;...each of them placed their hands or feet into the cement to leave an imprint of themselves right next to his beautiful garden. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462088690382902114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S808uXnzk2I/AAAAAAAACJE/wv7YLQSqIlw/s400/Cousins+and+cement+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462089020259610258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S809BkgirpI/AAAAAAAACJk/q-WDRsZr1ys/s400/Cousins+and+cement+038.jpg" /&gt; It was so cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3826789096911174585?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3826789096911174585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3826789096911174585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3826789096911174585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3826789096911174585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/04/imprints-of-heart.html' title='Imprints of the heart...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S808t-fP51I/AAAAAAAACI8/DZR11W2YU1o/s72-c/Cousins+and+cement+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-212763322303260242</id><published>2010-04-15T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T10:22:50.733-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ashton'/><title type='text'>A frightening sight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My life has had some scary moments...I've seen horror movies, walked through haunted houses, heard creepy noises in the closet, I have personal ghost stories and nightmarish dreams, ---there was even a suicidal man screaming and swearing in my backyard last week (ya...cRaZy), but NOTHING is as horrifying as seeing your perfect little boy's face oozing in blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poor kid slipped, fell and busted up his mouth and nose. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At first, I couldn't tell where the blood was coming from... but once we calmed down we were able to clean it up and figure it out (and after making sure he wouldn't die :), he finally fell asleep and I was able to stare at him and recognize the ridiculous amount of love I have for him... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8czxXa-KvI/AAAAAAAACIM/xFiZLY3pqto/s1600/aiden+EATS+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460389996403763954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8czxXa-KvI/AAAAAAAACIM/xFiZLY3pqto/s400/aiden+EATS+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...I don't know what I'd do if something happened to him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am sooooo glad that he's okay-- until the next scary thing happens... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-212763322303260242?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/212763322303260242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=212763322303260242&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/212763322303260242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/212763322303260242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/04/frightening-sight.html' title='A frightening sight...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8czxXa-KvI/AAAAAAAACIM/xFiZLY3pqto/s72-c/aiden+EATS+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-4334048384496853388</id><published>2010-04-13T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T09:19:53.209-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want to be healthy'/><title type='text'>"BRING IT"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8STtj1MK9I/AAAAAAAACIE/WF6IgvkAup0/s1600/p90xdvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459651059201616850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8STtj1MK9I/AAAAAAAACIE/WF6IgvkAup0/s320/p90xdvd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew and I are one week into our new workout regime P90X. It's a 90 day workout program with 12 different workouts and we are sweating through them everyday and enjoying a completely new diet of low carbs, high protein, no sugar and fruits &amp;amp; veggies.&lt;br /&gt;It's been one week and we can already see and feel BIG results!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Andrew has lost 5.5 pounds and I have lost 4! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are actually enjoying all the salads and water our bodies are taking in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I will put up "before" and "after" pictures after the 90 days!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(If I feel brave enough to let you see &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;before picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...as Tony Horton says, "Do your best, forget the rest"!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-4334048384496853388?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/4334048384496853388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=4334048384496853388&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4334048384496853388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/4334048384496853388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/04/bring-it.html' title='&quot;BRING IT&quot;'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8STtj1MK9I/AAAAAAAACIE/WF6IgvkAup0/s72-c/p90xdvd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-3314943089331897391</id><published>2010-04-11T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:00:18.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='two little monkeys'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8KMjz-hnsI/AAAAAAAACH8/ugeiPVekIVI/s1600/Project25.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459080245202230978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8KMjz-hnsI/AAAAAAAACH8/ugeiPVekIVI/s400/Project25.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My two adorable baby boys when they were both 4 mos. old...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-3314943089331897391?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/3314943089331897391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=3314943089331897391&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3314943089331897391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/3314943089331897391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-two-adorable-baby-boys-when-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8KMjz-hnsI/AAAAAAAACH8/ugeiPVekIVI/s72-c/Project25.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-2224063400885596519</id><published>2010-04-05T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:24:54.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Our basket runneth over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456864837978273794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S7qtqI8DuAI/AAAAAAAACHE/2J2SzvQi87U/s400/fav.+easter+pics+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456864829418850594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S7qtppDVSSI/AAAAAAAACG8/sk1S5K6Z-ck/s400/fav.+easter+pics+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was Aiden's first Easter and he was just as excited as the rest of us were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We celebrated all weekend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday, we watched conference then celebrated with Andrew's family with a huge dinner and egg hunt.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456864811665344162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S7qtom6kRqI/AAAAAAAACGs/ucgVC-9i938/s400/fav.+easter+pics+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We discovered that Ashton is really good at finding eggs and loves every one of them.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456864820051485890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S7qtpGJ-pMI/AAAAAAAACG0/W24qETxi6XE/s400/fav.+easter+pics+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then, Sunday, we watched the morning session at home and the second session with my family followed by another huge dinner and egg hunt! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During our egg hunt a surprise visitor hopped by...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S7qtqgCKOsI/AAAAAAAACHM/F_5deNBAqq4/s1600/fav.+easter+pics+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456864844177881794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S7qtqgCKOsI/AAAAAAAACHM/F_5deNBAqq4/s400/fav.+easter+pics+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole weekend was filled to the max with family, food, fun and spiritual feasting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-2224063400885596519?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2224063400885596519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=2224063400885596519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2224063400885596519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2224063400885596519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-basket-runneth-over.html' title='Our basket runneth over...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S7qtqI8DuAI/AAAAAAAACHE/2J2SzvQi87U/s72-c/fav.+easter+pics+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1588292016348780313</id><published>2010-04-04T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:05:23.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special days'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today Jesus died for me, so I will live for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1588292016348780313?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1588292016348780313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1588292016348780313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1588292016348780313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1588292016348780313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-jesus-died-for-me-so-i-will-live.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-7523305140717258880</id><published>2010-03-24T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:24:00.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stacey&apos;s stuff'/><title type='text'>Blondie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S6rx__rTnXI/AAAAAAAACEo/PoNXPcerxOc/s1600/bESTIES+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452436380612533618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S6rx__rTnXI/AAAAAAAACEo/PoNXPcerxOc/s400/bESTIES+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew has wanted this to happen for a long time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever my hair badly needs a change I always stay safe and usually prefer to go darker... but this time, when my husband recommended some yellow, I listened... &lt;em&gt;mostly&lt;/em&gt;, because I am a such a GREAT wife, but also because I'm quite fond of his opinion. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blonde I became. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think you can really notice outdoors....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452440082101817794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S6r1XczH0cI/AAAAAAAACE4/mMk3Yq9VyIY/s400/11+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's been a little weird to get used to, but I'm glad I did it. It was a fun and much needed change!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-7523305140717258880?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/7523305140717258880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=7523305140717258880&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7523305140717258880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/7523305140717258880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/03/blondie.html' title='Blondie'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S6rx__rTnXI/AAAAAAAACEo/PoNXPcerxOc/s72-c/bESTIES+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-2901786968087370541</id><published>2010-03-23T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:50:08.241-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that makes me laugh'/><title type='text'>100 lies...</title><content type='html'>On talk radio last week, they announced the results of a new survey that showed parents lie to their kids over 100 times a year!! They focused on the top ten lies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I always paid attention in school.&lt;br /&gt;2. There’s no such thing as a favorite child. All of you are my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sorry, the playground is closed today.&lt;br /&gt;4. Cuddles the Hamster went to live on a nice farm. Yes, the same one where your goldfish went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have Santa Claus’s cell phone number on speed dial. Do you want me to tell him how you’re acting?&lt;br /&gt;6. Whoops, the KidzBop CD is in Dad’s car and he already left for work.&lt;br /&gt;7. “SpongeBob” isn’t on this week. And the DVD player is broken. And the cable is out.&lt;br /&gt;8. Of course I wore to work today the macaroni necklace and bracelet you made me.&lt;br /&gt;9. Daddy is allergic to cats/dogs/birds/reptiles.&lt;br /&gt;10. I never took drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I'm proud to say, I haven't used any of &lt;em&gt;these&lt;/em&gt; lies. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 8 makes me sad, I would wear it with pride... but #2 is the one that interested me the most. Andrew and I are always trying to get our parents to tell us who their favorite child is...hehe. Sometimes we work them really good, but they always tell us they "don't have favorites", now we know its such a lie! :)&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. it's totally obvious that I'm one of their favorites)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-2901786968087370541?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/2901786968087370541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=2901786968087370541&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2901786968087370541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/2901786968087370541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/03/100-lies.html' title='100 lies...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-6041887461430774994</id><published>2010-03-19T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:20:07.626-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Hamptons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love and marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sisters'/><title type='text'>Abbie Mae...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My little sister, Abbie, is getting married tomorrow and we have had fun getting ready for the big day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our family trip to the temple was sweet and special...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450392176798375602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S6OuzrCinrI/AAAAAAAACEY/9zDbOV9vJSs/s400/Our+Fam.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and Abbie's bachelorette party was wild and scandalous...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450390061095577042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S6Os4hbr5dI/AAAAAAAACEQ/Z08ucscY7DU/s400/Bachelorette+party.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;We can't wait for the grand finale--- tomorrow--- when she marries the man of her dreams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*****UPDATE-----a few pics from Abbie and Brady's wedding day...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461660937268503314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8u3r3GEIxI/AAAAAAAACI0/S6QY8RK3ZTc/s400/Abbies+Wedding+129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461660929712067458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S8u3ra8eE4I/AAAAAAAACIs/n1Qf6koP2jc/s400/abbies+wed+fam.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-6041887461430774994?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/6041887461430774994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=6041887461430774994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6041887461430774994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/6041887461430774994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/03/abbie-mae.html' title='Abbie Mae...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S6OuzrCinrI/AAAAAAAACEY/9zDbOV9vJSs/s72-c/Our+Fam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7025538214582837085.post-1178811797669849908</id><published>2010-03-16T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T10:03:37.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting crafty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunday stuff'/><title type='text'>In the SPOTLIGHT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I became the Primary President in our new ward a little over a month ago. It's been a lot of fun and lots of work... ANYWAY,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Primary hadn't been doing spotlights, which is one of the best parts about Primary, right? So, naturally I had to bring it back, so I looked online for any ideas and literally found two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was totally bummed because that meant I had to get creative  and come up with something on my own... and who has time for that!? :) I finally came up with  this and I thought I'd share it here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(in case another Primary leader is searching the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; for a 3rd option). :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449435108566991666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S6BIW-CtgzI/AAAAAAAACD4/sE3YJcke76M/s400/031+-+Copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;SPOTLIGHT:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;During closing exercises I draw a random child's name from our basket and I have all the kids stand up (I previously had them all fill out a questionaire with about 8 simple questions about themselves... their favorite primary song, game, fhe treat, color, where they'd like to serve a mission, that kind of stuff). I tell each clue one at a time and have them sit down if they know it's not them. Hopefully, by the end you'll only have your spotlight child standing, but for me that isn't always the case :) then I say "so- in -so is the Star of the day" (in the least corny way way possible)! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It turned out to be fun and easy. Just like a spotlight should be. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Inside the popcorn bag is a box of movie candy, full size candy bar, m&amp;amp;m's or skittles and tootsie pops. The whole thing added up to be under $2.50 each (thanks to Michaels craft store and Smart &amp;amp; Final candy in bulk)!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Any one else have spotlight ideas out there?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7025538214582837085-1178811797669849908?l=asterry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/feeds/1178811797669849908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7025538214582837085&amp;postID=1178811797669849908&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1178811797669849908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7025538214582837085/posts/default/1178811797669849908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asterry.blogspot.com/2010/03/in-spotlight.html' title='In the SPOTLIGHT...'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13564241219304478208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/SMqQ02lsv2I/AAAAAAAAAhs/J3S2olkX9eI/S220/Andrew+%26+Stacey+173.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_QS_y4wpiQ/S6BIW-CtgzI/AAAAAAAACD4/sE3YJcke76M/s72-c/031+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
