<?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-2186046448214386889</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:04:58.724-08:00</updated><category term='News'/><title type='text'>Jesse &amp; Kim :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-4807403947984099445</id><published>2010-06-26T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T07:59:50.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/TCYV29KGNyI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LmFXOczVG5E/s1600/tire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/TCYV29KGNyI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/LmFXOczVG5E/s320/tire.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487097229871560482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I admit, I've been incredibly lax! But in my defense, we moved across the country, started our own business, and all the while raising a 1 year old! Yes, we are amazing, I know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harlie turned a year old in march! Its just crazy to me.  Everyone says just wait til the start school. Thank you, I will. And I'll wait patiently because I just don't want it to happen. She is already turning into a sassy little girl. She's talking like crazy, running away from me, and pitching her fits. She has this certain cry that she belts out when she doesn't get what she wants. Yeah, its annoying lol, but I can't look at her and not think about how much I love her. She is just now saying 'Momma'. Oh, she says everything else. She calls out to each dog, and talks to the books. She points out flowers and says what they are but nope, 15 months and just now calling to the person WHO GAVE HER LIFE. lol. Funny thing is, she waits until I'm not really paying attention, so I'm always "Did you just say momma?" then she looks at me like I'm crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesse and I had our 6 year anniversary in May. It has been a great 6 years! He is an awesome father and husband. We've both had to learn how to take our roles. It has been a little harder on him because he never really had a father figure. He's read books, and talked to every man around him about how to be a good father. I'm so proud that he's done all that. He does so much for us, I would be lost without him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess thats up speed now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-4807403947984099445?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/4807403947984099445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=4807403947984099445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/4807403947984099445'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>eating rice cereal</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7765385285138bb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-1481747944661859974</id><published>2009-07-28T15:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T15:58:47.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months old last sunday</title><content type='html'>So, Harlie is 4 months old now. I know! She is growing so fast! Seems like yesterday that I found out I was pregnant, now I have this little person! She is so amazing too! She is such a little sweatheart. She has this sweet personality.  I fuss at her, just playing, and she looks up with her big blue eyes and smiles this huge smile. It melts your heart!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She can sit up for small amounts of time. Most of the time she will lean forward and help hold her weight with her arms.  She can easily take things from me, which is cool. She can hold her diapers in her hands while we walk around. So, now I have 2 1/2 hands instead! lol, a little help...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around the first of the month she would be sitting and try to stand up. so I let her. Now, she pulls herself up, only with us, not on tables or anything. She can stand for a little bit at a time. She can stand forever if I let her lean on me! lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is such a little fish! She loves bathtime! We started doing bathtime during the day because she would get so riled up at night afterwards!  You can ask her if she wants to take a bath and she kicks, giggles and smiles! She refuses to be in her bath chair anymore. So I take a bath with her and she like to sit on my leg. She thinks she's such a big girl! She stands up to catch her toys going by in the water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We go to the doctor on Monday. She has to get her 4 month shots. We are also getting a referral to another neurologist for a second oppinion on the cyst on her spine. To be honest, it seems to be bothering her. Sometimes when I lay her down on her back, she screams like it hurts. I will tell the dr that too. I'll keep everyone up to date on how that turns out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-1481747944661859974?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/1481747944661859974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=1481747944661859974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1481747944661859974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1481747944661859974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-months-old-last-sunday.html' title='4 months old last sunday'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-4333008328778198727</id><published>2009-07-26T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T13:00:23.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months old today!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Smy1qNTf5jI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nbiVgVtlqcA/s1600-h/mechanic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Smy1qNTf5jI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nbiVgVtlqcA/s320/mechanic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362860993021994546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The joys of having a mechanic as a daddy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Smy1l3krpCI/AAAAAAAAAW4/1lBHVFpS5Ts/s1600-h/camodaddy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Smy1l3krpCI/AAAAAAAAAW4/1lBHVFpS5Ts/s320/camodaddy2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362860918469010466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing with Harlie after a long day at work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Smy1iqUsqhI/AAAAAAAAAWw/CsYRg8XIEzc/s1600-h/camodaddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Smy1iqUsqhI/AAAAAAAAAWw/CsYRg8XIEzc/s320/camodaddy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362860863372700178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-4333008328778198727?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/4333008328778198727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=4333008328778198727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/4333008328778198727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/4333008328778198727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-months-old-today.html' title='4 months old today!!'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Smy1qNTf5jI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nbiVgVtlqcA/s72-c/mechanic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-1450767352071441280</id><published>2009-07-22T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:44:36.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SmeWGlGzyUI/AAAAAAAAAWo/e17ubRxNt9g/s1600-h/smiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SmeWGlGzyUI/AAAAAAAAAWo/e17ubRxNt9g/s320/smiles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361418921191917890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sweet baby girl :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SmeV4-t-SoI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ZhzcZiHHHhw/s1600-h/ondad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SmeV4-t-SoI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ZhzcZiHHHhw/s320/ondad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361418687548902018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;laying on Daddy. She is always so content with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SmeVhfqtU4I/AAAAAAAAAWY/O-8zwTudFIw/s1600-h/DADDY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SmeVhfqtU4I/AAAAAAAAAWY/O-8zwTudFIw/s320/DADDY.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361418284076716930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;watching TV with Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SmeVG4zo2MI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/CDkbgo8JAPQ/s1600-h/mag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SmeVG4zo2MI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/CDkbgo8JAPQ/s320/mag.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361417826968590530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she's looking at a tattoo magazine during Nakey time. I love nakey time, she always kicks and squeals so much! I bet it feels so  good not to have that big bulky diaper on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SmeUq5CqFNI/AAAAAAAAAWI/QIHegoS94SY/s1600-h/piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SmeUq5CqFNI/AAAAAAAAAWI/QIHegoS94SY/s320/piano.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361417345995248850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She really liked listening to me play. And she also loved to hit the keys. She was really interested in the different sounds. She sat there for probably 30 minutes with me playing around on it...I think we have a future musician :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-1450767352071441280?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/1450767352071441280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=1450767352071441280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1450767352071441280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1450767352071441280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-more.html' title='some more'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SmeWGlGzyUI/AAAAAAAAAWo/e17ubRxNt9g/s72-c/smiles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-733122776426448664</id><published>2009-07-12T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:29:25.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpxIZeC5dI/AAAAAAAAAWA/T92HzmGrGb4/s1600-h/thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpxIZeC5dI/AAAAAAAAAWA/T92HzmGrGb4/s320/thumb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357719095800423890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chewing on Daddy's Thumb. Its funny that her whole hand can't get around it! lol&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpxA8Aq_rI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1fMPyVEETrc/s1600-h/stretch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpxA8Aq_rI/AAAAAAAAAV4/1fMPyVEETrc/s320/stretch2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357718967633510066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When she sleeps shes all stretched out!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Slpw6WJ5GCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/7pbmRo-u3II/s1600-h/smiley4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Slpw6WJ5GCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/7pbmRo-u3II/s320/smiley4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357718854392420386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I buy her all kinds of toys, but her favorite thing to play with is her tie dyed burp cloths!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpwyYmS5YI/AAAAAAAAAVo/dUdZ2UDjAaQ/s1600-h/sleepy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpwyYmS5YI/AAAAAAAAAVo/dUdZ2UDjAaQ/s320/sleepy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357718717609469314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She plays hard! lol, played until she fell asleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpwiWQEeII/AAAAAAAAAVg/uhUtzv-sJNM/s1600-h/einstein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpwiWQEeII/AAAAAAAAAVg/uhUtzv-sJNM/s320/einstein.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357718442101471362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching Baby Einstein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpwWKv_c1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/ty7r8-zkrVY/s1600-h/diaper2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpwWKv_c1I/AAAAAAAAAVY/ty7r8-zkrVY/s320/diaper2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357718232855704402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the nifty all in one diaper I made for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpwN4bhZDI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kPhovoyAfLY/s1600-h/diaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpwN4bhZDI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/kPhovoyAfLY/s320/diaper.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357718090499056690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpwF6gN8PI/AAAAAAAAAVI/B9clYDQEa4M/s1600-h/birdy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpwF6gN8PI/AAAAAAAAAVI/B9clYDQEa4M/s320/birdy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357717953616670962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like father like daughter :P Notice their fingers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-733122776426448664?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/733122776426448664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=733122776426448664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/733122776426448664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/733122776426448664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-pics.html' title='more pics'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlpxIZeC5dI/AAAAAAAAAWA/T92HzmGrGb4/s72-c/thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-7669420444604295079</id><published>2009-07-07T14:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:43:30.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlPBQNQWS1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/ooWdV8_Q3pI/s1600-h/toes3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlPBQNQWS1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/ooWdV8_Q3pI/s320/toes3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355836866053950290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlPBIrrpDqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/v7BAsNi2mhU/s1600-h/shoulders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlPBIrrpDqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/v7BAsNi2mhU/s320/shoulders.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355836736782536354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlPA_rsvRXI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Pmz4OlqQFq8/s1600-h/mmmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlPA_rsvRXI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Pmz4OlqQFq8/s320/mmmm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355836582168315250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlPAgneBhdI/AAAAAAAAAUo/hXC44AOouqA/s1600-h/eat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlPAgneBhdI/AAAAAAAAAUo/hXC44AOouqA/s320/eat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355836048456910290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlPAZR2R4tI/AAAAAAAAAUg/b3ere9V0HNU/s1600-h/couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlPAZR2R4tI/AAAAAAAAAUg/b3ere9V0HNU/s320/couch.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355835922393981650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-7669420444604295079?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/7669420444604295079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=7669420444604295079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/7669420444604295079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/7669420444604295079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/07/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SlPBQNQWS1I/AAAAAAAAAVA/ooWdV8_Q3pI/s72-c/toes3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-9117360175519411297</id><published>2009-06-27T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T22:32:31.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harlie and her Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SkcAI3j8k6I/AAAAAAAAAUY/p6TCfWscoW4/s1600-h/jesse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SkcAI3j8k6I/AAAAAAAAAUY/p6TCfWscoW4/s320/jesse.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352246834506797986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my favorite pic. I have a new favorite almost everyday lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Skbn-TaAv2I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/4b69wb2G19g/s1600-h/5174_95812241145_503951145_2502570_28788_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Skbn-TaAv2I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/4b69wb2G19g/s320/5174_95812241145_503951145_2502570_28788_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352220264723693410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So They look so red because I Have red curtains in our bedroom and the sun was setting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Skbn3MwhRII/AAAAAAAAAUI/KeW3lclq5Lw/s1600-h/5174_95812071145_503951145_2502569_6138580_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Skbn3MwhRII/AAAAAAAAAUI/KeW3lclq5Lw/s320/5174_95812071145_503951145_2502569_6138580_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352220142679966850" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2186046448214386889-9117360175519411297?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/9117360175519411297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=9117360175519411297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/9117360175519411297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/9117360175519411297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/06/harlie-and-her-daddy.html' title='Harlie and her Daddy'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SkcAI3j8k6I/AAAAAAAAAUY/p6TCfWscoW4/s72-c/jesse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-8990062641315720644</id><published>2009-06-19T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:33:54.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvZaC8gvCI/AAAAAAAAAUA/pk5l8ojuXg4/s1600-h/pigtails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvZaC8gvCI/AAAAAAAAAUA/pk5l8ojuXg4/s320/pigtails.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349108023923096610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Piggy tails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvZSbPffiI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Hr6leyLj7xQ/s1600-h/overalls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvZSbPffiI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Hr6leyLj7xQ/s320/overalls.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349107893006204450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big girl clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvZLbpMHAI/AAAAAAAAATw/4-V3UuM4OwU/s1600-h/harlie+and+mommie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvZLbpMHAI/AAAAAAAAATw/4-V3UuM4OwU/s320/harlie+and+mommie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349107772854901762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvZHvCeXzI/AAAAAAAAATo/_rqkCU1Qs6k/s1600-h/harlie+and+jeremy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvZHvCeXzI/AAAAAAAAATo/_rqkCU1Qs6k/s320/harlie+and+jeremy3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349107709341753138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Harlie and uncle Jeremy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvZC2oPLcI/AAAAAAAAATg/oUaZTGLQkM8/s1600-h/harlie+and+jeremy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvZC2oPLcI/AAAAAAAAATg/oUaZTGLQkM8/s320/harlie+and+jeremy2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349107625479843266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Harlie and Jeremy again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvY-UVErNI/AAAAAAAAATY/DLNcghROQT0/s1600-h/harlie+and+jeremy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvY-UVErNI/AAAAAAAAATY/DLNcghROQT0/s320/harlie+and+jeremy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349107547553180882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;again lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvYyI_9eJI/AAAAAAAAATQ/N-3H2eKm94s/s1600-h/belly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvYyI_9eJI/AAAAAAAAATQ/N-3H2eKm94s/s320/belly.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349107338353408146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Harlie and her belly shirt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-8990062641315720644?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/8990062641315720644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=8990062641315720644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8990062641315720644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8990062641315720644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-pics_19.html' title='more pics'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjvZaC8gvCI/AAAAAAAAAUA/pk5l8ojuXg4/s72-c/pigtails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-3435867567548652409</id><published>2009-06-16T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:36:17.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bathtime!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjgsJM1oY9I/AAAAAAAAATI/nsztpaxELBk/s1600-h/madcow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjgsJM1oY9I/AAAAAAAAATI/nsztpaxELBk/s320/madcow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348073094079079378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"What you talking about Willis" lol&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sjgr_bg8jOI/AAAAAAAAATA/VVIQp5Kdug0/s1600-h/4887_89746431145_503951145_2412913_1825732_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sjgr_bg8jOI/AAAAAAAAATA/VVIQp5Kdug0/s320/4887_89746431145_503951145_2412913_1825732_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348072926220160226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's just so cute huh?lol&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/2186046448214386889-3435867567548652409?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/3435867567548652409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=3435867567548652409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/3435867567548652409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/3435867567548652409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/06/bathtime.html' title='bathtime!'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjgsJM1oY9I/AAAAAAAAATI/nsztpaxELBk/s72-c/madcow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-7862917461235892729</id><published>2009-06-10T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:55:18.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_5f2P2_I/AAAAAAAAAS4/qXkVLgaOeYk/s1600-h/whoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_5f2P2_I/AAAAAAAAAS4/qXkVLgaOeYk/s320/whoo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345913383467080690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_xM3De8I/AAAAAAAAASw/dZGXtdMeZUc/s1600-h/oooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_xM3De8I/AAAAAAAAASw/dZGXtdMeZUc/s320/oooo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345913240931236802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_l2fhWYI/AAAAAAAAASo/fLbfnmtNQ3M/s1600-h/h6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_l2fhWYI/AAAAAAAAASo/fLbfnmtNQ3M/s320/h6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345913045948389762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_gzJ6J9I/AAAAAAAAASg/oQWU_2K4d-Y/s1600-h/doll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_gzJ6J9I/AAAAAAAAASg/oQWU_2K4d-Y/s320/doll.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345912959153088466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_cAQNRSI/AAAAAAAAASY/hPZc3toWW4E/s1600-h/chillin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_cAQNRSI/AAAAAAAAASY/hPZc3toWW4E/s320/chillin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345912876769821986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_Xd-ZS1I/AAAAAAAAASQ/mfgkZmb8m08/s1600-h/bottle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_Xd-ZS1I/AAAAAAAAASQ/mfgkZmb8m08/s320/bottle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345912798848830290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_SWSu4rI/AAAAAAAAASI/yhbrmtb5bNM/s1600-h/boppy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_SWSu4rI/AAAAAAAAASI/yhbrmtb5bNM/s320/boppy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345912710887301810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_NU0y89I/AAAAAAAAASA/mvJD_ER3QGA/s1600-h/basket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_NU0y89I/AAAAAAAAASA/mvJD_ER3QGA/s320/basket.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345912624593957842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-7862917461235892729?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/7862917461235892729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=7862917461235892729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/7862917461235892729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/7862917461235892729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-pics.html' title='more pics'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SjB_5f2P2_I/AAAAAAAAAS4/qXkVLgaOeYk/s72-c/whoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-7912638314436755404</id><published>2009-06-03T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T12:05:21.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tummy time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SibJZRUjPuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/s_IO5a20a9g/s1600-h/tummytime2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SibJZRUjPuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/s_IO5a20a9g/s320/tummytime2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343179443905183458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SibJQmI46_I/AAAAAAAAARw/KvUnMv8LIGk/s1600-h/tummytime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SibJQmI46_I/AAAAAAAAARw/KvUnMv8LIGk/s320/tummytime.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343179294874594290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-7912638314436755404?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/7912638314436755404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=7912638314436755404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/7912638314436755404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/7912638314436755404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/06/tummy-time.html' title='tummy time'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SibJZRUjPuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/s_IO5a20a9g/s72-c/tummytime2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-5424326780813671952</id><published>2009-05-27T15:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T15:43:39.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh3AnAiuIpI/AAAAAAAAARo/1DIAaKTMLLg/s1600-h/toes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh3AnAiuIpI/AAAAAAAAARo/1DIAaKTMLLg/s320/toes2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340636509524337298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        Harlie grabbing things with her toes like her Daddy lol&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh3AiYmfL-I/AAAAAAAAARg/YPOiFXDNcDQ/s1600-h/out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh3AiYmfL-I/AAAAAAAAARg/YPOiFXDNcDQ/s320/out.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340636430083239906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          When She sleeps you could hang her up by her toes and she wouldn't wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh3AX41GwTI/AAAAAAAAARY/42F4fXprjzg/s1600-h/menharlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh3AX41GwTI/AAAAAAAAARY/42F4fXprjzg/s320/menharlie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340636249755926834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Me and Sunshine :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh3AQhsxIsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/NrSx2oCAxik/s1600-h/jessenharlie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh3AQhsxIsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/NrSx2oCAxik/s320/jessenharlie3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340636123287855810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Two favorite people. This is one of the few pics Jesse has taken without flippin the bird!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh3AJ2f7tOI/AAAAAAAAARI/XpbEawWY5-M/s1600-h/harllieg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh3AJ2f7tOI/AAAAAAAAARI/XpbEawWY5-M/s320/harllieg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340636008612082914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                She says "WHAT! Daddy will be gone a whole month!!" lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh3AB8k0BHI/AAAAAAAAARA/ySeomqSdgto/s1600-h/bumbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh3AB8k0BHI/AAAAAAAAARA/ySeomqSdgto/s320/bumbo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340635872804209778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                 Harlie in her Bumbo chair holding Mr froggie lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh2_7m1nCMI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/cv34c5AgCE4/s1600-h/bath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh2_7m1nCMI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/cv34c5AgCE4/s320/bath.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340635763889866946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  She fell asleep in the bath lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-5424326780813671952?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/5424326780813671952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=5424326780813671952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/5424326780813671952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/5424326780813671952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/05/pics_27.html' title='pics'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sh3AnAiuIpI/AAAAAAAAARo/1DIAaKTMLLg/s72-c/toes2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-8985785918659730068</id><published>2009-05-15T12:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:54:45.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sg3IUAjifVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/alaczonYNew/s1600-h/toes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sg3IUAjifVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/alaczonYNew/s320/toes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336141379575905618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she curls her toes around everything!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sg3H-EdO-RI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0_8mzPTReOo/s1600-h/hnmom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sg3H-EdO-RI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0_8mzPTReOo/s320/hnmom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336141002666080530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;harlie and mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sg3H3ZOnAuI/AAAAAAAAAQY/PHnsiw5_5Fk/s1600-h/allsmiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sg3H3ZOnAuI/AAAAAAAAAQY/PHnsiw5_5Fk/s320/allsmiles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336140887982801634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my smiling baby :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-8985785918659730068?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/8985785918659730068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=8985785918659730068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8985785918659730068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8985785918659730068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/05/pics.html' title='pics'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sg3IUAjifVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/alaczonYNew/s72-c/toes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-1466894774945476749</id><published>2009-05-08T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:52:20.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News on Harlie</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure who all we told about this situation but here it is. When Harlie was born they found a dimple in her butt crack (there's not a better way to say it) They doctors at the hospital ordered a sonagram. With that they found a cyst on the base of her spine ( above her tushy). So he wanted her to see a neurologist. We took her to her healthy baby check up, and that doctor ordered a referral ( military insurance has to have a doctor request for us to go to a specialist of any kind). So we took her on wednesday all the way to Sacramento. Now, this whole time I'm not worried. Jesse has cysts that are benign, Diane says the women in their family have them all the time. So we follow the directions to the Neurologists office...and we pull up to a cancer center. I'm not sure if anyone has felt this before. This ultimate panic, I didn't want to take her in! But we did. The Doctor looked at her dimple and he said that the location ( down low on her booty)  meant it's more than likely nothing. What they were checking for is Spina Bifida, which is further up on the spine. Then he checks her reflexes. He pushed her foot toward her leg, and it shuddered back against him. He stopped and said that action coupled with the cyst could mean bigger things. Thats basically all he said. It seemed to us that he was leaving information out, so as not to scare us. So, he wants us to come back when she is 6 months old to have an MRI done to see the cyst. So thats where we are right now. We are going to talk to her pediatrician and see if we can get a second oppinion, just to be safe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-1466894774945476749?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/1466894774945476749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=1466894774945476749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1466894774945476749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1466894774945476749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/05/news-on-harlie.html' title='News on Harlie'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-1808289903923460620</id><published>2009-05-05T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:45:37.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SgDBW-YNFsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Ox4qqepXs84/s1600-h/watchdog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SgDBW-YNFsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Ox4qqepXs84/s320/watchdog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332474559252469442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                tia likes harlie the most. She has to be close...and shes alway kissing harlies feet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SgDBF1JD9nI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ayUbbl7L6g0/s1600-h/poot+and+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SgDBF1JD9nI/AAAAAAAAAQI/ayUbbl7L6g0/s320/poot+and+us.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332474264715261554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          poot likes to sit with us as long as harlie is quiet lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SgDAxl71BYI/AAAAAAAAAQA/nK2-J6lqYDs/s1600-h/hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SgDAxl71BYI/AAAAAAAAAQA/nK2-J6lqYDs/s320/hair.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332473917035840898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 just to see how long her hair is in the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SgDAaqophUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gyy-pOwgbTI/s1600-h/ladybug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SgDAaqophUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/gyy-pOwgbTI/s320/ladybug.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332473523160581442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           harlie playing on her ladybug thing. she can hold her head up now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SgC_lEnn0-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/-EfgTe_FzuU/s1600-h/hnmom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SgC_lEnn0-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/-EfgTe_FzuU/s320/hnmom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332472602422662114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   Harlie and me:)&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/2186046448214386889-1808289903923460620?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/1808289903923460620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=1808289903923460620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1808289903923460620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1808289903923460620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-pics.html' title='new pics'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SgDBW-YNFsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Ox4qqepXs84/s72-c/watchdog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-44269512814947042</id><published>2009-05-01T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:26:08.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SfvLEtd6MfI/AAAAAAAAAPo/bYSwCaFwj3Q/s1600-h/peekaboo%27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SfvLEtd6MfI/AAAAAAAAAPo/bYSwCaFwj3Q/s320/peekaboo%27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331077865708073458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poot Playing Hide and seek lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SfvKaSHZTbI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QKxN1h2MtmA/s1600-h/poot+and+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SfvKaSHZTbI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QKxN1h2MtmA/s320/poot+and+us.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331077136811380146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;poot likes to sit next to us :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SfvEucrrESI/AAAAAAAAAPY/iqpYAFHKv-o/s1600-h/harlieGrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SfvEucrrESI/AAAAAAAAAPY/iqpYAFHKv-o/s320/harlieGrace.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331070886175510818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sleeping in her pak n play. She always sleeps with her ankles crossed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-44269512814947042?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/44269512814947042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=44269512814947042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/44269512814947042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/44269512814947042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-pics.html' title='random pics'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SfvLEtd6MfI/AAAAAAAAAPo/bYSwCaFwj3Q/s72-c/peekaboo%27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-6639063905595088167</id><published>2009-04-18T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:18:49.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harlie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SeqXsC_hv5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/sxFSfUjTo0I/s1600-h/bogie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SeqXsC_hv5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/sxFSfUjTo0I/s320/bogie.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326236292292394898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                Papa and Harlie one day old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SeqPCy7KLDI/AAAAAAAAAPI/52eO_8MBmk4/s1600-h/P3010186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SeqPCy7KLDI/AAAAAAAAAPI/52eO_8MBmk4/s320/P3010186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326226787511446578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Grandma and Harlie :) 3 weeks old&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-18fbe104bdd9fc1e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18fbe104bdd9fc1e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331677559%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40B782292755039503E3E4E7771CFF9E01B3BCEB.568685DEC09308A121FF7DFBC4D74B707B03C894%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18fbe104bdd9fc1e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0tBL5Z9ndHWFzQLgPJWGtVeF1cM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18fbe104bdd9fc1e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331677559%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D40B782292755039503E3E4E7771CFF9E01B3BCEB.568685DEC09308A121FF7DFBC4D74B707B03C894%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18fbe104bdd9fc1e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0tBL5Z9ndHWFzQLgPJWGtVeF1cM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                             the play gym Grandma got Harlie (3wks)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-6639063905595088167?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=18fbe104bdd9fc1e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/6639063905595088167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=6639063905595088167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/6639063905595088167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/6639063905595088167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/04/harlie.html' title='harlie'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SeqXsC_hv5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/sxFSfUjTo0I/s72-c/bogie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-1251606200981995697</id><published>2009-04-08T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T14:44:14.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>newer pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sd0alZSFUUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/j_xXGwbexds/s1600-h/kimandh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322439564366008642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sd0alZSFUUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/j_xXGwbexds/s320/kimandh.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sd0aZIZr8dI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1DAK4L2bz-U/s1600-h/jessenharlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322439353676067282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sd0aZIZr8dI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1DAK4L2bz-U/s320/jessenharlie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sd0aQ47u2OI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1Zm0pI4S_G4/s1600-h/jessenharlie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322439212084943074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sd0aQ47u2OI/AAAAAAAAAOw/1Zm0pI4S_G4/s320/jessenharlie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sd0aH-NUL-I/AAAAAAAAAOo/YEzAjBSyDpA/s1600-h/harlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322439058882047970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sd0aH-NUL-I/AAAAAAAAAOo/YEzAjBSyDpA/s320/harlie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-1251606200981995697?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/1251606200981995697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=1251606200981995697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1251606200981995697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1251606200981995697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/04/newer-pics.html' title='newer pics'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sd0alZSFUUI/AAAAAAAAAPA/j_xXGwbexds/s72-c/kimandh.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-8924539863634683461</id><published>2009-03-27T18:09:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:13:42.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pics of Harlie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sc15cQ4LLxI/AAAAAAAAAOg/mIhglqLkfBY/s1600-h/h5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318040261468303122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sc15cQ4LLxI/AAAAAAAAAOg/mIhglqLkfBY/s320/h5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is throught the nursery window. They just took her to clean her up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sc15XZuks8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/LxYC8reQjxs/s1600-h/h4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318040177944605634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sc15XZuks8I/AAAAAAAAAOY/LxYC8reQjxs/s320/h4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When they first brought her in our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sc15RqeQjtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C6mris1CGn4/s1600-h/h3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318040079360364242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sc15RqeQjtI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C6mris1CGn4/s320/h3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seconds after her delivery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sc15I9ILpCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yqptRioFzcw/s1600-h/h2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318039929749218338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sc15I9ILpCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/yqptRioFzcw/s320/h2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; daddy singing her to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sc14-g_f6rI/AAAAAAAAAOA/y_YvMk7lDlM/s1600-h/h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318039750397913778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sc14-g_f6rI/AAAAAAAAAOA/y_YvMk7lDlM/s320/h.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Harlie Grace one day old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-8924539863634683461?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/8924539863634683461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=8924539863634683461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8924539863634683461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8924539863634683461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/03/pics-of-harlie.html' title='pics of Harlie'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sc15cQ4LLxI/AAAAAAAAAOg/mIhglqLkfBY/s72-c/h5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-732620586048733870</id><published>2009-03-16T19:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:40:35.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>39 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sb8JtDvyzRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/RRsf5FtSi4A/s1600-h/kimbe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313976755025005842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sb8JtDvyzRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/RRsf5FtSi4A/s320/kimbe.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sooo 39 weeks. Her due date is this Sunday the 22nd. But we really dont think she will be here by then lol! The dr said that if she doesnt come by next wednesday ( my next appointment) that we will start talking about inducing... so thats the story right now :D&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/2186046448214386889-732620586048733870?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/732620586048733870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=732620586048733870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/732620586048733870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/732620586048733870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/03/39-weeks.html' title='39 weeks'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/Sb8JtDvyzRI/AAAAAAAAAN4/RRsf5FtSi4A/s72-c/kimbe.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-5043245866712559062</id><published>2009-02-25T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T15:52:49.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaXYzvdi_pI/AAAAAAAAANw/oByDNoSuTq4/s1600-h/36weeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306886119351320210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaXYzvdi_pI/AAAAAAAAANw/oByDNoSuTq4/s320/36weeks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me at  36 weeks, you can tell that she has dropped. I went to the dr today and we did an ultrasound, and she has turned. She actually is engaged, which just means that she is in the right position to be born. Her head is in the pelvic cavity. The dr said she can come any day now. If she comes now, we wont stop the labor because she will be healthy enough to survive outside the womb. I'm hoping she will just wait until next week. I get to pick Jesse up next week! So I am incredibly excited and impatient! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-5043245866712559062?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/5043245866712559062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=5043245866712559062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/5043245866712559062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/5043245866712559062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/02/me-at-36-weeks-you-can-tell-that-she.html' title=''/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaXYzvdi_pI/AAAAAAAAANw/oByDNoSuTq4/s72-c/36weeks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-8209404674371039121</id><published>2009-02-23T21:19:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T21:40:59.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOHBkBtaMI/AAAAAAAAANo/rgjTmQCGnDA/s1600-h/kim2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306233246893041858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOHBkBtaMI/AAAAAAAAANo/rgjTmQCGnDA/s320/kim2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A pic at my friends house. She caught me off guard :p but I still look purdy! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOG2fZGmeI/AAAAAAAAANg/GLVNdtEQ4_8/s1600-h/kim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306233056670423522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOG2fZGmeI/AAAAAAAAANg/GLVNdtEQ4_8/s320/kim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A pic of me at my friends house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOGob7-_II/AAAAAAAAANY/1RzEDCQi7L8/s1600-h/pilot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306232815224814722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOGob7-_II/AAAAAAAAANY/1RzEDCQi7L8/s320/pilot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Jesse's Commander out there. I'm pretty sure shes a female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOGM8LC4VI/AAAAAAAAANQ/XuTC6mWk8CM/s1600-h/earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306232342841581906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOGM8LC4VI/AAAAAAAAANQ/XuTC6mWk8CM/s320/earth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jesse just earned his Staff Sergant stripes and the pilot out there flew his stripes in a high flight. Its 55,500 feet in the air. This is the pic of how far up they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOGBXUeQUI/AAAAAAAAANI/ImcZsk-ImQU/s1600-h/crea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306232143970451778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOGBXUeQUI/AAAAAAAAANI/ImcZsk-ImQU/s320/crea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jesse's crew out there. Hes on the left with his arms crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOEUdTL0tI/AAAAAAAAANA/WMNY_x5iitU/s1600-h/jessetdy09...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306230272969921234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOEUdTL0tI/AAAAAAAAANA/WMNY_x5iitU/s320/jessetdy09...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jesse and his friend out there, at a restaraunt. I think you can see the ocean in the background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOD7S8qZPI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Jv_d5qZLxao/s1600-h/jessetdy09....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306229840694371570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOD7S8qZPI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Jv_d5qZLxao/s320/jessetdy09....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jesse and his friend at the ruins, in Cyprus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaODn6DJX3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/R81OTVY5qx0/s1600-h/cyprus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306229507593166706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaODn6DJX3I/AAAAAAAAAMw/R81OTVY5qx0/s320/cyprus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jesse while deployed. The guy in the plane is wearing the suit as a joke. Its a long weird story...lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-8209404674371039121?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/8209404674371039121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=8209404674371039121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8209404674371039121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8209404674371039121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/02/pics.html' title='pics'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SaOHBkBtaMI/AAAAAAAAANo/rgjTmQCGnDA/s72-c/kim2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-3810990631843603815</id><published>2009-02-14T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:08:06.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SZdOcwEbuZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/dJjT3gCL6no/s1600-h/valentines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302793342098848146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SZdOcwEbuZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/dJjT3gCL6no/s320/valentines.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I dont really like Valentines Day. Thats not just the Fat chick who didnt get invited to the prom saying she doesnt like the prom, either. I just think why set aside one day that you are obligated to be nice. You should be nice all year. Personally I would rather just get flowers or a card for no reason at all than because its Valentines day. And every year I tell Jesse not to get me anything but he never listens. However, he gets me flowers for no reason too. He really is a wonderful husband. But really, I would rather he not spend so much money! Just buy me a card and say I love you! Thats just as good to me, I am a simple person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year though, he stole my heart again... He got me a bouquet of roses and cala lillies! I love cala lillies, but they are so expensive that I havent had them since our wedding, I think! It meant alot to me, especially with him gone right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-3810990631843603815?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/3810990631843603815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=3810990631843603815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/3810990631843603815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/3810990631843603815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines day'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SZdOcwEbuZI/AAAAAAAAAMo/dJjT3gCL6no/s72-c/valentines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-309196604313213522</id><published>2009-02-11T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:28:06.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>married survey</title><content type='html'>all you married people out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When was your "engagement" anniversary: August 2003 i dont know what day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When is your "marriage" anniversary: may 8,2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How long have you known your spouse: 6 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How long did you date/court before you were engaged: 6 months lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Where did you meet your spouse for the first time: At High school, in American Business and Legal systems lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your spouses full name: Jesse Randall Bogart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you have any children yet: not yet, but one on the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. How many: one on the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you have any house pets: 3 dogs and 2 snakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you own a house or rent: rent right now, I want to own a home soon but we arent really ready or looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you live in the country or town/city: we live in a town, a small town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What is one of your favorite activities together: we like to do alot of things, we love to just watch movies, swim, or hike out here in the woods, we love to go to tattoo expos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have a favorite vacation spot: not really, we dont vacation alot, but when we do its usually back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. How many siblings (including in-laws): I have one sister, and 4 sister in laws and 3 brother in laws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What church do you attend: we dont go to church...i have my reasons if you dont like honesty dont ask me why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is this the church in which you were married: We were married in decherd Tennessee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How did you know that your spouse was "The One"? looking back...i was very difficult! lol, Jesse apparently knew right away and was not shy about telling me. He told me he loved me within the first month of Dating. I wanted to know for sure before I said I loved him. All my friends tried to make me feel guilty for not saying it back, but Jesse never pushed me into saying it. But I think the time when I KNEW that he was the one was after the carnival. LOL, I know this is weird. We went to a carnival and he bought me a funnel cake. well being the clutz that I am I dropped the funnel cake. But we had to leave because my curfew was 9. So, two nights later he stops by the house while hes working ( he was a cab driver) and he brought me a funnel cake!  He went out of his way to make me feel better. Then he had to go because it was late. But that stole my heart....   :)&lt;br /&gt;18. Where do you and your spouse work: I dont work, I just quit my job and was looking for another one, when I found out I was pregnant, so theres not point in finding another job because I plan on staying home with the kids. Jesse is in the Air force, he works on Ejection seats, and he tattoos on the side&lt;br /&gt;19. Where did you honeymoon: we went to Chattanooga. It wasnt a big expensive vacation, but we saw the aquarium, and just walked around downtown.&lt;br /&gt;20. Leave some of your favorite marriage advice: you have to talk about everything! be honest ( without hurting feelings) respect him. Treat him like a king and he will want to treat you like a queen. Laugh!! jesse and I cant argue because we always end up laughing. when you do argue dont try to hurt him ( I didnt learn this I saw it on Dr Phil lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-309196604313213522?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/309196604313213522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=309196604313213522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/309196604313213522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/309196604313213522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/02/married-survey.html' title='married survey'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-2606866159261425950</id><published>2009-02-06T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:11:26.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just an unpleasant day lol</title><content type='html'>So the other day I went to Mcdonalds and bought lunch. I really shouldn't have because its not really helping us to save money when I spend it on crap. So I got my lunch plus two apple pies. See now, here this makes me sound like a fat cow. But they basically MAKE you buy two instead of one. Here's how, So one apple pie is $1.50 and two are $1.00! I know its ridiculous. And I wasnt going to eat them both then, I was saving one :) So I set them on the table and go out with the dogs to play. BUT My neighbor's dog wants to fight Poot. (not a good idea, poot is around 90 pounds and the other dogs is MAYBE 30) So I had to drag all the dogs inside so poot wouldn't eat that dog for lunch. So then I decide to take the trash to the curb.... Now it takes me Probably 3 minutes to walk from the house to the curb then back to the house. When I get inside my world ended! I mean literally the earth stopped spinning ( it even made that sound your tires make when you slam on your brakes)! I see... there... in ....front of me was an EMPTY apple pie box! So I frantically started looking for the other one thinking "so this is why they make you buy two" then I see it. My Stupid Stupid dog had her nose stuck in the other apple pie box. Now on a normal day or at least a not pregnant day I would have laughed and moved on. But as you know, I am no longer normal, yes, I am pregnant. and I wanted that apple pie. bad. I'll tell you its a good thing that we dont keep loaded guns in the house, or else Tia would have ceased to exist! So I did all I could think to do...I cried. LOL I pushed Tia away when she came over to apologize to me ( it didn't help that her dog kisses smelled like the wonderful cinamon-ey apple pie I longed for) It took a good 10 minutes for me to not be mad at her!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day I go back to Mcdonalds to get another apple pie. The guy at the window says they are out of apple pies! I mean really people, you are mcdonalds, the rest of your food sucks! How in the world can you be OUT OF APPLE PIES! Jesse said they are sold out because they make you buy two instead of one. But I think that the van of pot heads in front of me ordered the last 30 of them....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-2606866159261425950?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/2606866159261425950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=2606866159261425950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/2606866159261425950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/2606866159261425950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-unpleasant-day-lol.html' title='just an unpleasant day lol'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-1008742385768638858</id><published>2009-01-30T21:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:41:45.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some pics My friend took of my HUGENESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SYPkdPN-e3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bKB2tkMj6n4/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297328777670327154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SYPkdPN-e3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bKB2tkMj6n4/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SYPkWKnBkyI/AAAAAAAAAMY/-PaH891cAfk/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297328656174125858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SYPkWKnBkyI/AAAAAAAAAMY/-PaH891cAfk/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-1008742385768638858?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/1008742385768638858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=1008742385768638858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1008742385768638858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1008742385768638858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-pics-my-friend-took-of-my-hugeness.html' title='some pics My friend took of my HUGENESS'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SYPkdPN-e3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bKB2tkMj6n4/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-3204134412980380756</id><published>2009-01-08T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:06:11.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever...</title><content type='html'>I stole this from &lt;a href="http://jamieandjustun.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie’s&lt;/a&gt; blog.Have you ever…. (bold what you have done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Started your own blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Slept under the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Played in a band&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Visited Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;5. Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Given more than you can afford to charity---does homeless people count?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Been to Disneyland well DisneyWorld&lt;br /&gt;8. Climbed a mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Held a praying mantis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Sang a solo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;12. Visited Paris&lt;br /&gt;13. Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;br /&gt;16. Had food poisoning&lt;br /&gt;17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. Had a pillow fight--i hate pillow fights, they always hurt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Hitch hiked&lt;br /&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. Built a snow fort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. Gone skinny dipping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Run a Marathon&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30. Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31. Hit a home run--in kickball not baseball&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Been on a cruise&lt;br /&gt;33. Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors--my ancestors were born on sewannee mountain lol, so yeah Ive been there! lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Seen an Amish community&lt;br /&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied--yes and then i paid off debt with it lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Sung karaoke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45. Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Been transported in an ambulance&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted&lt;br /&gt;48. Gone deep sea fishing&lt;br /&gt;49. Gone without food or water for 24 hours or longer&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;br /&gt;51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52. Kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53. Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54. Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;58. Taken a martial arts class&lt;br /&gt;59. Stayed up for 24 hours with NO sleep at all&lt;br /&gt;60. Served at a soup kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Gone whale watching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. Got flowers for no reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67. Bounced a check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;69. Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;br /&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72. Pieced a quilt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Stood in Times Square&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;76. Changed a lightbulb--really?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;78. Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person--it was at night though...funny story! lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;br /&gt;82. Bought a brand new car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;83. Mowed the lawn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;br /&gt;86. Visited the White House&lt;br /&gt;87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;88. Had chickenpox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Saved someone’s life&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;91. Met someone famous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;92. Joined a book club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93. Lost a loved one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Had a baby&lt;br /&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;br /&gt;96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;br /&gt; 97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98. Owned a cell phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;99. Been stung by a bee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100. drank a beer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 43...wow thats kinda sad! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-3204134412980380756?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/3204134412980380756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=3204134412980380756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/3204134412980380756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/3204134412980380756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/01/have-you-ever.html' title='have you ever...'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-2571535944370975973</id><published>2009-01-08T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:53:01.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a couple more pics of Baby Harlie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SWbJmfEjRrI/AAAAAAAAALk/9BkjLBfJ5Pw/s1600-h/th_IMAGE_44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289136475406026418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SWbJmfEjRrI/AAAAAAAAALk/9BkjLBfJ5Pw/s320/th_IMAGE_44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SWbJZZQd7zI/AAAAAAAAALc/up3OE0apBk4/s1600-h/th_IMAGE_26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289136250507095858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SWbJZZQd7zI/AAAAAAAAALc/up3OE0apBk4/s320/th_IMAGE_26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy at the ultrasound place wanted me to come back to get some better pics of her face. She did really good this time. We got more than 50 pics! It looks like she has my cheeks and my nose! lol!! But sadly she has her daddy's hands and feet! big and sausage-like! I will love her the same though! :P&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/2186046448214386889-2571535944370975973?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/2571535944370975973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=2571535944370975973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/2571535944370975973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/2571535944370975973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/01/couple-more-pics-of-baby-harlie.html' title='a couple more pics of Baby Harlie'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SWbJmfEjRrI/AAAAAAAAALk/9BkjLBfJ5Pw/s72-c/th_IMAGE_44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-7754911586680102042</id><published>2009-01-03T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T13:45:56.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some pics from the ultrasound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SV_cjeadPHI/AAAAAAAAALU/K5c2RvZYVJA/s1600-h/IMAGE_12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287186989573815410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SV_cjeadPHI/AAAAAAAAALU/K5c2RvZYVJA/s320/IMAGE_12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SV_cRRQnNGI/AAAAAAAAALM/QGSCs_Fbrc4/s1600-h/IMAGE_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287186676805219426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SV_cRRQnNGI/AAAAAAAAALM/QGSCs_Fbrc4/s320/IMAGE_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She has her daddy's feet!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SV_cJOVwdgI/AAAAAAAAALE/rxF6XTF5E18/s1600-h/IMAGE_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287186538582537730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SV_cJOVwdgI/AAAAAAAAALE/rxF6XTF5E18/s320/IMAGE_5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SV_b91kLRfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/U2RnNUxcICE/s1600-h/IMAGE_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287186342953567730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SV_b91kLRfI/AAAAAAAAAK8/U2RnNUxcICE/s320/IMAGE_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-7754911586680102042?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/7754911586680102042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=7754911586680102042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/7754911586680102042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/7754911586680102042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-pics-from-ultrasound.html' title='some pics from the ultrasound'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SV_cjeadPHI/AAAAAAAAALU/K5c2RvZYVJA/s72-c/IMAGE_12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-8360798109597505800</id><published>2008-12-29T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T13:02:36.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SVk6ZcnrIYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/awRXiAR6B28/s1600-h/pink2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285319846549725570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SVk6ZcnrIYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/awRXiAR6B28/s320/pink2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I guess, Harlie likes to sit right out in front where everyone can see her! Lol, bc I only look different from the side! it cracks me up! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SVk6Km_iypI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hPpEMEvjLRc/s1600-h/pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285319591636159122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SVk6Km_iypI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hPpEMEvjLRc/s320/pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;So yeah, from the front I dont look that big, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a great Christmas! I spent it with Jeremy, Ashley and their mom Michelle. Michelle really made me feel like I was home. She got me a really nice bath set. And if you know me at all I LOVE bath stuff! Especially now, I take a bath everynight. Its the only time I feel weightless! lol. I got some money from family. I think it all added up to about $350 ( and that was all specifically for me not me and Jesse ) But I only got about 100 of it! lol, Jesse took the rest. Something about food or something... selfish jerk ;) You would not believe how expensive it is over there! He said that a dozen eggs cost around $6! thats just crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, So, I sent Jesse a big box for Christmas. He got it today. I tried to make it feel like christmas for him. We usually dont really do gifts. Its just awesome to go out to dinner together. Thats all I ever ask for when its gift time. But I couldn't do that, so I sent him all his favorite goodies. Got him some Cowboys things, and a DVD. But we are also trying to save up money and pay off debt before Harlie gets here. So neither of us did anything extravagant. I told him not to get me anything until after we get some bills paid off. Then He's going downtown and he better get me something cool! lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was our Christmas. I sat down and counted up the holidays we missed together. And out of the 5 years ( it will be 5 years in may 2009) we have been married he's been away for 21 months. Missed 3 of my birthdays, 3 anniversaries, 1 Thanksgiving, and 1 Christmas. So, That is really not bad! I am so Thankful he hasnt been away that much! We have really been lucky! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-8360798109597505800?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/8360798109597505800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=8360798109597505800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8360798109597505800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8360798109597505800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/12/pics_29.html' title='pics'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SVk6ZcnrIYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/awRXiAR6B28/s72-c/pink2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-1052765706339982133</id><published>2008-12-22T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:07:58.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SVBH1Xjj7kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Vr3zmcmMmYE/s1600-h/knockedup.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282801345087401538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SVBH1Xjj7kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Vr3zmcmMmYE/s320/knockedup.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SVBHsjVPKuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6b6uIckaqz0/s1600-h/blueshirt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282801193629723362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SVBHsjVPKuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6b6uIckaqz0/s320/blueshirt2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SVBHhjyC-hI/AAAAAAAAAKM/E8iane7kaPo/s1600-h/belly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282801004771998226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SVBHhjyC-hI/AAAAAAAAAKM/E8iane7kaPo/s320/belly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i lost the remote :)luckily I found it before I rolled myself off the couch lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-1052765706339982133?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/1052765706339982133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=1052765706339982133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1052765706339982133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1052765706339982133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/12/pics.html' title='pics'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SVBH1Xjj7kI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Vr3zmcmMmYE/s72-c/knockedup.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-6551650907514849454</id><published>2008-12-22T08:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T08:13:54.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid girls and their stupid stuff</title><content type='html'>So, theres this girl on myspace. Its one of Jesse's old friends from Mississippi. Well, a few years back she starting calling him. She once asked if she could come visit but if I could not be home. Yeah ok. So, we changed our numbers and we didnt talk to her anymore. She found him on Myspace. So now, she has been messaging him flirting. and when he asked her to stop, she asked for an explanation. Jesse said he didnt owe her one, so he wasnt going to explain why. Plus its pretty well understood that its not ok to flirt with someone elses husband.... or am i just old fashioned? lol So she was leaving messages and comments that were rude. So, I sent her a message and I tried to be nice, i really did. I am a very nice person. You all know me :)&lt;br /&gt;Usually things dont bother me. I mean really... Jesse is a tattoo artist and a piercer. He's tattooed and pierced boobies and other things. I'm not a jealous person. What made me made was that she was being mean to Jesse. ( I know that he can handle it, but it kills me!!) So, The only thing mean i said to her was "If it makes you happy to be mad at me then do that. If it makes you happy to be a bitch, then do that. But Do not make yourself happy by flirting with Jesse or being rude to Jesse. This is over, Now"  To be perfectly honest, it took all I had to be that rude. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she writes me back and asks if I control Jesse's Whole life or just his internet like. And So I control him because my life with him sucks ( basically) So, I'm a little bit upset. And I have NO IDEA how to handle this!! I am not a person who fights with people, but I will fight for Jesse lol&lt;br /&gt;any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-6551650907514849454?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/6551650907514849454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=6551650907514849454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/6551650907514849454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/6551650907514849454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/12/stupid-girls-and-their-stupid-stuff.html' title='stupid girls and their stupid stuff'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-4410807549328712985</id><published>2008-12-15T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:29:15.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love this song!!</title><content type='html'>"God love Her" by toby keith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-nOq3k0G-IE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-nOq3k0G-IE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is me and Jesse!! Lol, but Jesse is way hotter than the guy in the video! lol :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-4410807549328712985?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/4410807549328712985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=4410807549328712985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/4410807549328712985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/4410807549328712985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-this-song.html' title='I love this song!!'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-8292906076698611216</id><published>2008-12-04T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:21:56.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jamieandjustun.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-husbands-edition.html"&gt;tagged!!!! : HUSBANDS EDITION&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each Person answers questions about their sweethearts. At the End of the post, the person then tags people and posts their names&lt;br /&gt;What is your husbands name? Jesse Randall&lt;br /&gt;How long have you guys been married? it will be 5 years may 8&lt;br /&gt;How long did you date? Dated for 6 months, engaged 9 months&lt;br /&gt;How old is he? 24&lt;br /&gt;Who eats more sweets? definatly me. He is not into anything sweet.. except me of course lol&lt;br /&gt;Who said I love you first?he did. He said it like a week after we started dating. He was sure from the start that we were getting married. I needed time to make sure. It was a few weeks after him that I finally said it&lt;br /&gt;Who is taller? Jesse&lt;br /&gt;Who can sing the best? I love to listen to Jesse sing, But noone else does. lol, so prolly me&lt;br /&gt;Who is smarter? Jesse is smarter than me. I am smart but he knows everything ;)&lt;br /&gt;Who does the laundry? when I worked we shared it all. He was really good at helping, but now that I dont work, I dont ask him to help. its my job since I'm home&lt;br /&gt;Who pays the bills? well, When he was in charge of it, he would miss bills, so I took over.&lt;br /&gt;Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? me. but if we moved furniture I'd have to be wherever the alarm clock gets moved. Jesse cannot get up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Who mows the lawn? no-one, we dont have a lawnmower&lt;br /&gt;Who cooks dinner? usually me, but if i dont want to Jesse will&lt;br /&gt;Who drives? Jesse always drives&lt;br /&gt;Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? we usually both talk it out and whoever is wrong says it. we are both pretty good at admitting we are wrong&lt;br /&gt;Who kissed who first? Jesse, at that point in my life I wouldnt "really" kiss him. He would always try and I'd smack his arm or something and he's just say 'i forgot' lol&lt;br /&gt;Who asked who out first? It was such a funny story! I was dating this jerk, and Jesse knew. He said that when I decide to break up with him to call him. I had a thing for Jesse Long before we actually met. So I broke up with that guy and then the next day found Jes in the hallway and told him. He said "ok" and walked away! So, he was playing hard to get! lol But he eventually asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;Who wears the pants? Well, We both make the decisions. We discuss and come up with it but when it comes down to it, Jesse has the last say. But its not like he dismisses what i say&lt;br /&gt;What is one of the best things that he does that you love? Its nothing that he just does. I just love how he treats me. I am totally spoiled by him. If I say something bothers me he fixes it. If he does something I dont like he stops. And its not a huge arguement. i tell him all the time that i dont have advise for my friends when they complain about their husbands because I havent complained about him! lol, We just work so well together. And he treats me so well, If i want something he does whatever he can to get it for me. And the beauty is that I do the same for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag Summer Dawn, Aunt Kim and Amy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-8292906076698611216?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/8292906076698611216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=8292906076698611216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8292906076698611216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8292906076698611216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-husbands-edition-each-person.html' title=''/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-988524729038656594</id><published>2008-12-03T14:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:12:31.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a cute little story</title><content type='html'>So, this morning Jesse called me at like 630 am. I dont complain, I'd rather him wake me up than to not call me at all. So, anyway, I answer and we are just talking about everything thats going on. Apparently Harlie can feel when I'm happy because she stared kicking and doing some flips. So, like an hour goes by and she's gone still. I reach down and my stomach is almost a right angle. She has curled up in a ball right under my ribs! The whole right side of my stomach was mushy and the left side was hard. Its just the coolest thing! She likes to stay on my left side and way up high. AND she likes to kick my bladder while head butting my diaphragm. But I enjoy it all. Its such a miraculous feeling! Anyhow, that was my morning :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-988524729038656594?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/988524729038656594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=988524729038656594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/988524729038656594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/988524729038656594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-cute-little-story.html' title='Just a cute little story'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-2882189097968139383</id><published>2008-12-01T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:29:37.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just some pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/STTGgkzLPiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/j2ChfObrK-g/s1600-h/1201081643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275059326494129698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/STTGgkzLPiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/j2ChfObrK-g/s320/1201081643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Monty, our Ball Python. Its kinda hard to see him, hes lying on the log stretched out. I bet his about 4 feet long now. He's fully grown though. Well, he may get a little bigger but not too much. We have had him for 4 years. I got him the first year we were out here for Jesse's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/STTGBoD0nhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/B80upRrEqmM/s1600-h/1129081551a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275058794793311762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/STTGBoD0nhI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/B80upRrEqmM/s320/1129081551a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pooter Waiting for me to throw the ball. I just thought he was so cute with his lip tucked in his teeth. He is the best! He loves me when my breath stinks, and lets me tuck my freezing cold feet under his belly. Hes an awesome Dog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/STTFtczaa3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/59XRwDjr6tk/s1600-h/1126081905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275058448174312306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/STTFtczaa3I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/59XRwDjr6tk/s320/1126081905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Mona, She is out reticulated Python. Its a little hard to see her but shes on the eliptical machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/STTEV18OTFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/GUenVz6tuWI/s1600-h/24a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275056943093664850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/STTEV18OTFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/GUenVz6tuWI/s320/24a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So from the side you can absolutely see that theres a baby in there! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/STTEAKy_ucI/AAAAAAAAAJk/du9x6mro1pk/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275056570734983618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/STTEAKy_ucI/AAAAAAAAAJk/du9x6mro1pk/s320/24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I look normal from the front. I can see that my body is repostioning my fat! lol, I'm loosing but its all going to my stomach! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-2882189097968139383?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/2882189097968139383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=2882189097968139383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/2882189097968139383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/2882189097968139383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-some-pics.html' title='just some pics'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/STTGgkzLPiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/j2ChfObrK-g/s72-c/1201081643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-1922903581414115577</id><published>2008-11-23T01:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T01:41:52.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harlie's room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SSklUCW1PSI/AAAAAAAAAJc/vqbtjBQxco8/s1600-h/crib2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271785864974122274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SSklUCW1PSI/AAAAAAAAAJc/vqbtjBQxco8/s320/crib2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SSklA-XEYtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/g83uUaAhuao/s1600-h/crib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271785537483858642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SSklA-XEYtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/g83uUaAhuao/s320/crib.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here is the start of Harlie's room.I picked out a couple of crib sets and I let my family choose between them. I totally love the brown and pink together. (sidenote: I didnt make Pooter sit in the picture. After I finished putting it all together he walked in and sat down when he saw my camera!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-1922903581414115577?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/1922903581414115577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=1922903581414115577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1922903581414115577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1922903581414115577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/11/harlies-room.html' title='Harlie&apos;s room'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SSklUCW1PSI/AAAAAAAAAJc/vqbtjBQxco8/s72-c/crib2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-7221797000665203653</id><published>2008-11-22T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T22:46:40.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some thoughts</title><content type='html'>So, I know that most people get on here just to look at the pictures. My long wordy blogs aren't that interesting. So, don't read it if you dont wanna! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have been doing alot of thinking lately. With Jesse gone it leaves me to my own thoughts, and most of the time, I dont really have anyone to talk to them about!  I mean I have great friends and family, but most people just dont get me like Jesse does. I do have a weird sense of humor and an odd way of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sparked my recent thoughts was just one event. A small insignificant thing. I got my old Bible down off the bookshelf. ( this is not really going to a great religious epifany) It was just a dollar general King James version. Not really the one you read but the one you shove things in and use for reference.  So I'm leafing though to look up Genesis 31:49. (which says "May the Lord watch between me and you while we are apart") and out falls this picture of Jesse. One I haven't seen in years. It was from his first deployment ( which looking back seemed so much easier than this one) but when it fell out and I realized what it was, my heart skipped a beat. And I got a SWARM ( not one or two butterflies, but thousands! ) of butterflies in my stomach. In February we will be together for 6 years.  It makes my heart so happy that I have been with a man, who still after 6 years, ( past the honeymoon stage) can still give me butterflies! I totally love the fact that he still has that effect on me. that stumbling over your words, act like a retard, butterflies in the stomach, loving being so in love with him effect! Yet still be so comfortable with him that I pick my nose and fart in front of him and tell him all the gross effects of pregnancy! Its just so amazing, and even though I am that totally unlady-like country girl from the sticks he still loves me! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-7221797000665203653?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/7221797000665203653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=7221797000665203653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/7221797000665203653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/7221797000665203653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-some-thoughts.html' title='Just some thoughts'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-2315339348555154630</id><published>2008-11-18T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:36:38.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 week picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SSLojYnGN0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/BStpmybpWK0/s1600-h/22+weeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270030208576403266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SSLojYnGN0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/BStpmybpWK0/s320/22+weeks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me at 22 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-2315339348555154630?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/2315339348555154630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=2315339348555154630' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/2315339348555154630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/2315339348555154630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/11/22-week-picture.html' title='22 week picture'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SSLojYnGN0I/AAAAAAAAAI4/BStpmybpWK0/s72-c/22+weeks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-8651251301230040319</id><published>2008-11-10T19:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T19:42:22.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harlie's Song</title><content type='html'>So, Jesse's Mom, Diane told me how each of her kids had a song. She would rock them and sing their song to them. She said that they each had a different song that was special just for them. So, I decided to find one for Harlie. I found the song "Gracie" by Ben Folds. Its the song that comes on when you view my blog. I just fell in love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't fool me,&lt;br /&gt;I saw you when you came out&lt;br /&gt;You got your momma's taste&lt;br /&gt;but you got my mouth&lt;br /&gt;And you will always have a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else is ever going to see Gracie girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your cards to your chest walking on your toes&lt;br /&gt;What you got in the box only Gracie knows&lt;br /&gt;And I would never try to make you be&lt;br /&gt;Anything you didn't really want to be&lt;br /&gt;Gracie girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life flies by in seconds&lt;br /&gt;You're not a baby Gracie, you're my friend&lt;br /&gt;You'll be a lady soon but until then&lt;br /&gt;You gotta do what I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You nodded off in my arms watching TV&lt;br /&gt;I won't move you an inch even thought my arm's asleep&lt;br /&gt;One day you're gonna want to go&lt;br /&gt;I hope we taught you everything you need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracie girl&lt;br /&gt;And there will always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else is ever gonna see but you and me&lt;br /&gt;My little girl&lt;br /&gt;My Gracie girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-8651251301230040319?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/8651251301230040319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=8651251301230040319' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8651251301230040319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8651251301230040319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/11/harlies-song.html' title='Harlie&apos;s Song'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-119310520225544510</id><published>2008-10-28T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:28:08.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just an update</title><content type='html'>So, I dropped Jesse off at the Airport on Sunday. Sooo by the time I see him again I will have perfected the 'pregnant twist'. lol I told him when I pick him up in march, he will know who I am because I will be the one waddling up to him! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have felt Harlie move quite a few times now. She's still so suttle. I am totally enjoying being pregnant. It seems to be the only time my stomach is hard! Alot has to do with how easy its been. I know I have been incredibly lucky...which makes me worried. If the pregnancy is easy, in my mind, the labor and delivery will be hard. If Harlie is anything like me, she will only make it hard for her mother. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-119310520225544510?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/119310520225544510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=119310520225544510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/119310520225544510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/119310520225544510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-update.html' title='just an update'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-1014896265321791259</id><published>2008-10-24T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:56:01.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sooo we are having a girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SQH-EXESYaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/y8FmYR_K4CU/s1600-h/harlie+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260765190610379170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SQH-EXESYaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/y8FmYR_K4CU/s320/harlie+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SQH9_3N3tAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/gX9mpNLFtYI/s1600-h/harlie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260765113341162498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SQH9_3N3tAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/gX9mpNLFtYI/s320/harlie1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SQH9ovOtRxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/VHWH-0pYxuY/s1600-h/harlie+booty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260764716060198674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SQH9ovOtRxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/VHWH-0pYxuY/s320/harlie+booty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went and had the ultrasound done today and it was unmistakable! Shes a girl. Her name is Harlie Grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-1014896265321791259?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/1014896265321791259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=1014896265321791259' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1014896265321791259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/1014896265321791259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/10/sooo-we-are-having-girl.html' title='sooo we are having a girl!'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SQH-EXESYaI/AAAAAAAAAIw/y8FmYR_K4CU/s72-c/harlie+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-7297022387928455976</id><published>2008-10-22T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:51:28.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"surfin USA" lol I got it from Seeka and Dana</title><content type='html'>RULES:1. Put Your iTunes, Windows Media Player, MP3 Player, or whatever on Shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. You must write down the name of the song no matter how silly it sounds!&lt;br /&gt;4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;br /&gt;5. Post this in your notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone says, “Is this okay?” You say?&lt;br /&gt;Fishin in the dark-Nitty gritty dirt band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Billy the kid- billy dean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;diggin up bones- randy travis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Jessie's girl- rick springfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa-tell me bout the good ole days- the judds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;Islands in the stream- dolly and kenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;gypsies,tramps,and thieves- cher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;wild one- jerry lee lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;9 to - dolly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 2 + 2?&lt;br /&gt;going through the bid d- mark chesnutt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;old time rock and roll- seger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;ABC- the jackson 5 ( the first one that actually fits the question!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;What part of no- lorrie morgan LOL more so when i was younger lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Camel toe- Bob and tom ROTFL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;When I'm gone -3 doors down WOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;what if i stumble- dc talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Indian Outlaw- tim mcgraw Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;Love can build a bridge- the judds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;highway robbery- tanya tucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;Jesus freak- DC talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;If i didnt have you- randy travis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;surfin usa- the beach boys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-7297022387928455976?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/7297022387928455976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=7297022387928455976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/7297022387928455976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/7297022387928455976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/10/surfin-usa-lol-i-got-it-from-seeka-and.html' title='&quot;surfin USA&quot; lol I got it from Seeka and Dana'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-8114036860269552873</id><published>2008-10-19T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:05:08.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can you tell a difference?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SPuRwb-TQnI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lil10Isdn9k/s1600-h/5+months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258957251214000754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px" height="203" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SPuRwb-TQnI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lil10Isdn9k/s320/5+months.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one is 5 months &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SPuRo7PNP4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/xGYhYTq0sWw/s1600-h/4+months"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258957122167455618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SPuRo7PNP4I/AAAAAAAAAHw/xGYhYTq0sWw/s320/4+months" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This one is 4 months.&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/2186046448214386889-8114036860269552873?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/8114036860269552873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=8114036860269552873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8114036860269552873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8114036860269552873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-you-tell-difference.html' title='can you tell a difference?'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SPuRwb-TQnI/AAAAAAAAAH4/lil10Isdn9k/s72-c/5+months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-249407044995258892</id><published>2008-10-10T21:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:25:24.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im reading this book...</title><content type='html'>I Love Debbie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Macomber&lt;/span&gt;. I've read probably 15 of her books in the last year.  Right now, I'm reading &lt;em&gt;Thursdays at Eight.&lt;/em&gt; So far its about 4 women who are all in different phases of life. They met in a journalism class and bonded so well they decided to meet outside of class. On Thu&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rsdays&lt;/span&gt; at eight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were all supposed to come up with a word that reflects whats happening in their lives and who and where they want to be. So I got to thinking, what word would describe me? Which puts me in a weird place, to evaluate myself, my life, and what others see in me. Its no question that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of people would have chosen a different road, granted mine has not been incredibly hard, just different.  In being me, I disappointed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of  my family, and friends, but in the end you have to be true no matter what other people think. So I think that is my word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;True.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It has gotten me into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of "issues"with people, but being true to how I feel and what I Need (not necessarily want) is the only way to feel good about myself. If I wasn't then who would I be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book one of the women wrote a list of what she is grateful for. I thought I would do that too since I have so much to be grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a wonderful husband&lt;br /&gt;2. a nice home&lt;br /&gt;3. being able to not work&lt;br /&gt;4. this growing life inside me&lt;br /&gt;5. my dogs, who keep me smiling&lt;br /&gt;6. Jesse's laugh&lt;br /&gt;7. family, those who stuck by us.&lt;br /&gt;8. the people who push my limits to make me think&lt;br /&gt;9. awesome friends who are there and wont lie&lt;br /&gt;10. being able to wake up next to J&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;esse&lt;/span&gt; even if its just for a little while longer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-249407044995258892?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/249407044995258892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=249407044995258892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/249407044995258892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/249407044995258892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-reading-this-book.html' title='Im reading this book...'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-4656891939264118985</id><published>2008-10-10T14:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T14:31:25.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just some older pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SO_JhOX75EI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/xwBRqnTrJhQ/s1600-h/uandme5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255640862796014658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 5px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 3px" height="1" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SO_JhOX75EI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/xwBRqnTrJhQ/s320/uandme5.jpg" width="5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SO_Ip4GTBrI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0Czhj0_B8D4/s1600-h/horsie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255639911923648178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SO_Ip4GTBrI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0Czhj0_B8D4/s320/horsie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My good looking husband riding a tennessee walker in KY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SO_HLyuNFhI/AAAAAAAAAG4/n6z7KtMourc/s1600-h/callalilly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255638295572715026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SO_HLyuNFhI/AAAAAAAAAG4/n6z7KtMourc/s320/callalilly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my calalilly on my chest. It has gotten bigger since Ive been carrying a child in my tummy lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SO_IFCGxDAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OOlBhpxSnBA/s1600-h/P1190044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255639278954810370" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SO_IFCGxDAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/OOlBhpxSnBA/s320/P1190044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the one on my inner leg above my ankle. This one was a pain in the leg! lol, out of all of them it hurt the worse!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-4656891939264118985?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/4656891939264118985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=4656891939264118985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/4656891939264118985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/4656891939264118985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-some-older-pics.html' title='just some older pics'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SO_JhOX75EI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/xwBRqnTrJhQ/s72-c/uandme5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-5868652787900008427</id><published>2008-10-05T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:30:40.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gift registry</title><content type='html'>I did a gift registry.I dont know the gender of the baby yet, so I just put what I wanted if it is a girl or a boy. Most things are good for either sex, except the really girly things. like the pink leopard shoes. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know this website is a little expensive, so if you dont want to get things from here thats fine. I basically did this so ya'll would know the kind of stuff we want. And you are more than welcome to just say congrats, I dont expect things from people, but everyone was buggin me on what to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the website is &lt;a href="http://www.jaminga.com/"&gt;http://www.jaminga.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has some really cool stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-5868652787900008427?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/5868652787900008427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=5868652787900008427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/5868652787900008427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/5868652787900008427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/10/gift-registry.html' title='gift registry'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-8273083558050125140</id><published>2008-10-03T17:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:59:38.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got stuck in the washer today!</title><content type='html'>So, I married a mechanic.  Because of that fact, Jesse often unplugs my dryer to plug in his welder. He's building a chopper right now so my dryer is almost ALWAYS unplugged. So I moved the dryer to get behind it and plug it up, but that silver hose thingy kept coming unplugged. Finally I get everything situated and move the dryer back into place, to find that it came unplugged again! So I decided this calls for a different approach. I climbed into the washer to reach behind the dryer. I still couldnt reach! So I had to use a pair of long pliers to smack the thing in. The dogs freak out and all three come into the laundry room wonering why this crazy woman is standing in the big white square thing. So at this point, I can move my body around so that I dont kill myself. It takes my probably 5 minutes to manuver my feet around to jump out.  All this time I have been wearing a pair of too big maternity pants that were falling down. So by the time I hike my leg up to the side of the washer, my pants fall down around ankles. So almost died today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-8273083558050125140?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/8273083558050125140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=8273083558050125140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8273083558050125140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8273083558050125140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-got-stuck-in-washer-today.html' title='I got stuck in the washer today!'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-2047922557873500554</id><published>2008-10-01T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:01:05.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i got a hair cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SOPzEyaAsQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BmHOfb_xi44/s1600-h/IMG000038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252308854020026626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SOPzEyaAsQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BmHOfb_xi44/s320/IMG000038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so this is my new doo. It goes a little past my shoulders. which is the shortest I've had since 6th grade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-2047922557873500554?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/2047922557873500554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=2047922557873500554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/2047922557873500554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/2047922557873500554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-got-hair-cut.html' title='i got a hair cut'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SOPzEyaAsQI/AAAAAAAAAGk/BmHOfb_xi44/s72-c/IMG000038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-8728973556142629797</id><published>2008-10-01T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T14:53:57.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesse's Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SOPwTThKruI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0wn_hvm-psk/s1600-h/galaxy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252305804891696866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SOPwTThKruI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0wn_hvm-psk/s320/galaxy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since I quit working Jesse has been driving my truck. We have two cars, one that I drove all the time and jesse's car.  My truck is the one that has payments, i guess just more reliable. He always has a more difficult car. Its usually 'classic' of some sort. old, and kinda hard to deal with. But he picks them out. He loves to have an old 70's model POS truck. Well, his car right now ( I say right now, because he trades and sells his cars so frequently) is a '65 Ford Galaxie. Now, it is a sexy car. But with him driving MY truck I have to drive the Galaxie if i need to go anywhere. Its not sooo bad. But right now, the power steering pump leaks so its drives like there is none. and its a freakin land yact! Its gorgeous, and I am a damn good lookin woman driving it, so i dont complain that much. lol, but it is hard to drive! Here's a picture of the Pontoon on wheels. I drove that car around all day running errands, and you wouldnt believe the looks i got. Now I know that I am gorgeous, and me driving this car and just hot, but come on do you have to gawk? ROTFL! i so crack myself up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-8728973556142629797?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/8728973556142629797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=8728973556142629797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8728973556142629797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8728973556142629797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/10/jesses-car.html' title='Jesse&apos;s Car'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SOPwTThKruI/AAAAAAAAAGc/0wn_hvm-psk/s72-c/galaxy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-2248553287740498346</id><published>2008-09-21T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T18:37:09.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pics of my sleeve project</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNb2fCLCaLI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_WMGoNOPNc0/s1600-h/top2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248653428766435506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNb2fCLCaLI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_WMGoNOPNc0/s320/top2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNb2Z-UzqDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/isvw5kpTacE/s1600-h/bandana.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248653341834324018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNb2Z-UzqDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/isvw5kpTacE/s320/bandana.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNb2WcDwhOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rEGJsFZOw3Y/s1600-h/flame.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248653281096402146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNb2WcDwhOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rEGJsFZOw3Y/s320/flame.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesse has done all my tattoos but one. The calalilly on my chest was done by Don. Don is the guy who has taught Jesse, or just Jesse's boss at the tattoo shop. The whole arm is a work in progress. We have to wait until the baby is here and I quit breastfeeding before we can finish it. We are going to put the green, checkered flames up my arm behind the other two skulls. Then add some stars and dust around the fire. Then we are done! I'm sure he'll want to start something else after that lol. &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/2186046448214386889-2248553287740498346?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/2248553287740498346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=2248553287740498346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/2248553287740498346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/2248553287740498346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/09/pics-of-my-sleeve-project.html' title='pics of my sleeve project'/><author><name>kimBE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071021207658894188</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/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNb2fCLCaLI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_WMGoNOPNc0/s72-c/top2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-8315471859203416594</id><published>2008-09-21T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T18:30:33.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>profile pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNbzwLx_JuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/4SE6n0El_YU/s1600-h/14+weeks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248650424868611810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNbzwLx_JuI/AAAAAAAAAFs/4SE6n0El_YU/s320/14+weeks.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is my first profile picture. I am 14 weeks today. Which to normal people is 4 months. Keep in mind, I have always been a big girl, so I look further along than I am. The baby book says I should be able to feel the baby move in the next few weeks!! I'm really excited about that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I have to throw in this story. Jesse has been working at the tattoo shop regularly for the last 6 months or so. He's been working on this full sleeve on this girl for a couple of months. Well, she has a little ( well, 'little' isnt the correct term, big, mean, and pesky, fits more)  friend who is so freaking annoying! Jesse was talking about us being pregnant and this annoying girl overheard. The next time she came in she said, "Wow you look like you're about to pop!" ( I am in complete state of DISLIKE for this girl now...working on hating her) I turn around and say, "I'm 8 weeks pregnant, but thanks for that." She turned around and walked away. Look, I know I'm not small, and I know that I look probably 7 months pregnant, but I am ok with that. Do you know why I'm ok with that? Because I have Jesse's baby growing inside me. Not some jerk who treats me bad. But a wonderful man, who has wanted to be a Daddy since he was a teenager (not just knocking someone up but he wanted the family and the life).  I know he will a be a phenomenal father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-8315471859203416594?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/feeds/8315471859203416594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2186046448214386889&amp;postID=8315471859203416594' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8315471859203416594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2186046448214386889/posts/default/8315471859203416594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com/2008/09/profile-pic.html' title='profile 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-460451775680426845</id><published>2008-09-19T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:29:01.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pics of the dogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNRDs64GeGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wdV4N-CqwUg/s1600-h/0919081144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247893904791337058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNRDs64GeGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wdV4N-CqwUg/s320/0919081144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNRDln3cOQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/SUTptPxJsG0/s1600-h/0913081516b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247893779429210370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNRDln3cOQI/AAAAAAAAAFc/SUTptPxJsG0/s320/0913081516b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNRDcu27_7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/DL18srMhnSE/s1600-h/0825081034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247893626687324082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNRDcu27_7I/AAAAAAAAAFU/DL18srMhnSE/s320/0825081034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2186046448214386889-460451775680426845?l=love-is-all-we-have.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNQuPAwJkII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D1kCC3u_MEk/S220/DSCI0305.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNRDs64GeGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/wdV4N-CqwUg/s72-c/0919081144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-487058543972513760</id><published>2008-09-19T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:16:30.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>us with my nephew Coleman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNRAzzaxkzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/GFY4tZ2_tV0/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247890724513485618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q1xXa-4Z01c/SNRAzzaxkzI/AAAAAAAAAFM/GFY4tZ2_tV0/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2186046448214386889.post-131900369601947788</id><published>2008-09-19T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T18:39:18.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>Just figured</title><content type='html'>I'd jump on the blog band wagon. I thought maybe I'd steal an idea from Aunt Kim and see the postive in everything. In case you haven't heard the news, Jesse and I are going to have a baby. I hate saying "I'm pregnant" because it isn't just me, its both of us. And I feel so old when I say "I'm pregnant". The sentence leaves a weird tast in my mouth LOL. Dont get me wrong, I am overjoyed that I'm on my way to be a mommie. And I couldn't have picked a better daddy for my kid. ( I truly believe that I had nothing to do with us being together... it was a God thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's already talking about going to football games, he even wants to be a coach! I mean the baby isnt even here yet and he's talking about being the football coach or the softball coach. He will be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We find out the sex of the baby the end of october. I'm hoping for a healthy baby. I read though that boys are easier. My experience working at the youth center has made me want boys. lol. Girls are just catty, I do think that if i have a girl, she wont be the typical girl. I already have thoughts of how I'm gonna dress her, blue jeans and chucks! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only crappy thing is that Jesse is going to miss a huge chunk of the pregnancy. He's going TDY for a few months, and will barely make it back by the due date (march 22 2009) . 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