<?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-2734352523910054823</id><updated>2011-09-30T06:29:24.351-05:00</updated><category term='Caroline 21 months'/><title type='text'>THE THAMES FAMILY</title><subtitle type='html'>Christopher, Adrienne, Caroline, and Rutland</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-6130208379060394002</id><published>2011-09-08T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T08:51:00.871-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Starts School!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Yes, Rutland has been going to MDO for the past 2 years, so technically this is not his first year at school. BUT, it is his first year in the Day School part of our school which is 2's-Kindergarten. We have had such an amazing experience with the MDO and all the nursery ladies, I'm so sad he's not down there this year. I really didn't think he would notice at all, or if anything, might be a little sad to be leaving his "crew" downstairs. Ms. Kina, Ms. Wanda, Ms. Dee, Ms. Tenicia (and everyone really) took such good care of him &amp;nbsp;- I'm having detachment issues from not seeing all those sweet ladies each morning. But, as soon as I brought his new "blue" school bag home from parent orientation night, he has been so excited about his new class. He has always had a red bag in MDO and obviously has noticed that Caroline has had a blue bag (different shape too). When he saw his new blue bag that matched Caroline's blue bag, he totally got it! He knew he was going to be doing the same thing Sissy was, and that made him very happy ;) We really didn't even spend a ton of time talking about the start of the new school year and how it would be different for him. I just mentioned his new teachers by name and gave him a quick spill about obeying, going potty, and manners, and that was it. But he obviously knew something was up. When we got ready for school that morning, he was super quick to put his clothes on, eat, and was ready to carry his new blue bag to the car for me. As you can tell from the photos, he was all smiles. When we got to school, he went straight to the MDO doors when we walked in like he had done a million times before. But when I pointed to the door to the stairs and told him we were going upstairs to mommy's room, he grinned from ear to ear, and said, "O-tay!!!". He loved getting to play in my room before school started - he's never gotten to do this before b/c I always dropped him off on the 1st floor before coming upstairs. Then, when it was time to take Caroline and him to their rooms, he dashed out the door and started running in any room he could find hoping that was his new room. I corralled him to the right room and he hit the brakes when he walked in and saw no friends he knew, 2 new friends were not happy their mommy's were leaving, and his room looked very different from the rooms he has known the past 2 years. He started backpedaling a little and I could tell he was scared. We walked on in the room and put his bag up, and then he saw his long lost buddy Turner (who has been in his class in MDO) through the adjoining bathroom, and I could see the relief come across his face. He ran and hugged Turner and I decided it was time for me to sneak out while all was good.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Of course this whole thing was old hat to Caroline. She was thrilled to be going to the 4's (upstairs from Mommy's room-very big deal to her) and she has tons of buddies in her class this year, so she was very easy to drop off (a little too easy if you ask me). She walked right in, started talking to her teacher, and I'm pretty sure didn't stop until Mrs. Rachel brought her to me that afternoon. I didn't see her one time all day! Last year I probably saw her 5 times a day, which I loved. She's a big girl now - and only one year away from Kindergarten!! Sniff, Sniff!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;At the end of the day, Rutland's teachers brought him to my room and he had the most genuine, sweet grin on his face. He ran to me and yelled, "Mommy!". I have never been happier to see that kid! I asked him if he had a great day at school, and he said, "Yes, I wub my school!" Caroline said she had a great day and proceeded to tell me every detail as I was herding everyone out the door so we could dash across town to ballet! I guess the race is on now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwqyfitcEzU/TmjCSTJlIpI/AAAAAAAABLQ/YxV6uCPeSTU/s1600/IMG_8050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwqyfitcEzU/TmjCSTJlIpI/AAAAAAAABLQ/YxV6uCPeSTU/s320/IMG_8050.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rutland with his new "BLUE" school bag!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4l753z9pUEY/TmjClMT4ZSI/AAAAAAAABLU/Txp4tzF6LHY/s1600/IMG_8053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4l753z9pUEY/TmjClMT4ZSI/AAAAAAAABLU/Txp4tzF6LHY/s320/IMG_8053.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Quick hug before school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ipqqo7GTr_E/TmjC58CSnMI/AAAAAAAABLY/SJPKrGmnPuc/s1600/IMG_8055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ipqqo7GTr_E/TmjC58CSnMI/AAAAAAAABLY/SJPKrGmnPuc/s320/IMG_8055.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So happy! Mommy is equally as happy to be going back :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7v4YTMfawdk/TmjDOR2ot5I/AAAAAAAABLc/BbuauUHSaBk/s1600/IMG_8056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7v4YTMfawdk/TmjDOR2ot5I/AAAAAAAABLc/BbuauUHSaBk/s320/IMG_8056.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSUK0wGv0ao/TmjDlpuc0eI/AAAAAAAABLg/XMJ-0WCS-xg/s1600/IMG_8057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YSUK0wGv0ao/TmjDlpuc0eI/AAAAAAAABLg/XMJ-0WCS-xg/s320/IMG_8057.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Playing in Mommy's room before school with Harris &amp;amp; Miller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cEd0-B62Tzg/TmjD9fGJ2jI/AAAAAAAABLk/x6-W9RDDejk/s1600/IMG_8058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cEd0-B62Tzg/TmjD9fGJ2jI/AAAAAAAABLk/x6-W9RDDejk/s320/IMG_8058.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z9L51XTaIOE/TmjEU-lH5CI/AAAAAAAABLo/2tYURkeYZZY/s1600/IMG_8059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z9L51XTaIOE/TmjEU-lH5CI/AAAAAAAABLo/2tYURkeYZZY/s320/IMG_8059.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Caroline and Tate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They aren't in the same room this year (they were together last year) but hoping they will still get to see each other some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3-BUDfBWm-g/TmjEm-8SmuI/AAAAAAAABLs/YpOB0ojnyiA/s1600/IMG_8061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3-BUDfBWm-g/TmjEm-8SmuI/AAAAAAAABLs/YpOB0ojnyiA/s320/IMG_8061.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the one shot I got of buddy in his room. There was so much going on, I couldn't get a picture with his teachers - maybe Friday. I know how hectic it is with parents on that first day, so I did not want to add to their stress.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ET50FXLUlXU/TmjE9JL17GI/AAAAAAAABLw/bd6UPNXjG7o/s1600/IMG_8064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ET50FXLUlXU/TmjE9JL17GI/AAAAAAAABLw/bd6UPNXjG7o/s320/IMG_8064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;After school playing in my room with Mary Carter and Harris!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-6130208379060394002?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/6130208379060394002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=6130208379060394002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/6130208379060394002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/6130208379060394002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-baby-starts-school.html' title='My Baby Starts School!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rwqyfitcEzU/TmjCSTJlIpI/AAAAAAAABLQ/YxV6uCPeSTU/s72-c/IMG_8050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-2211109306736159932</id><published>2011-08-10T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:46:24.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, I know....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know it has been a while since I've posted any updates to our blog. I wish I could say I had a good excuse - but about the only one I can come up with is... I've been on summer vacation! We have had a great summer and really enjoyed "our time together" - can't you feel the authenticity in my voice! We truly have enjoyed our summer and just being lazy. We finally took a beach trip with just our little 4-some, the kids have both learned to swim without their swimmies, Rutland is potty-trained (most days) and in a big boy bed (sniff sniff), and Caroline will be 4 on Sunday! I feel like everyone at our house is growing up too fast now and I'm already having panic attacks about Sissy starting Kindergarten (in 2 years, but not that far off!). Anyway, I plan on doing a better job of keeping my blog updated, but don't quote me on it :) Here's a quick catch up of some of our summer - I was also really bad about taking my camera on our trips!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoOkA041fUs/TkNImYn_4HI/AAAAAAAABKE/Xbk9aPD2JXw/s1600/IMG_7326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoOkA041fUs/TkNImYn_4HI/AAAAAAAABKE/Xbk9aPD2JXw/s320/IMG_7326.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Big boy pants! So proud!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Potty Training a boy is definitely different than a girl. Not saying easier or harder - just different!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h3VyIHE0a5I/TkNI4RFViAI/AAAAAAAABKI/dKbbebFQixA/s1600/IMG_7328.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h3VyIHE0a5I/TkNI4RFViAI/AAAAAAAABKI/dKbbebFQixA/s320/IMG_7328.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Showing me his muscles! Not sure why that involves balling up??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qDWj9T19qEs/TkNJZ7p5GuI/AAAAAAAABKM/_kJkCwFO8cE/s1600/IMG_7587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qDWj9T19qEs/TkNJZ7p5GuI/AAAAAAAABKM/_kJkCwFO8cE/s320/IMG_7587.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline's ballet recital - she actually danced this year, instead of the "deer in headlights" we got last year. So proud of her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6oPECmpM_PY/TkNJpKtbQ5I/AAAAAAAABKQ/_ie3hKr7OZo/s1600/IMG_7598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6oPECmpM_PY/TkNJpKtbQ5I/AAAAAAAABKQ/_ie3hKr7OZo/s320/IMG_7598.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And she got those yellow flowers she picked out at Publix a good month before the recital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0pISHcRd9FM/TkNKANIP23I/AAAAAAAABKU/jgW63KsQP5s/s1600/IMG_7612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0pISHcRd9FM/TkNKANIP23I/AAAAAAAABKU/jgW63KsQP5s/s320/IMG_7612.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy survived another recital too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2i3mTSqIasg/TkNKTLHcIqI/AAAAAAAABKc/6I7_zZOUNfk/s1600/IMG_7629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2i3mTSqIasg/TkNKTLHcIqI/AAAAAAAABKc/6I7_zZOUNfk/s320/IMG_7629.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Beach trip with our cousins, Ella &amp;amp; Gray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(baby Allyn was too little to ride in the boat this year, but will be ready to go next year!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVh-2I0DOTY/TkNKfobCi6I/AAAAAAAABKg/76jydQKCWvQ/s1600/IMG_7670.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVh-2I0DOTY/TkNKfobCi6I/AAAAAAAABKg/76jydQKCWvQ/s320/IMG_7670.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is how Rutland spent the majority of his time on the beach - screaming, running, and screaming some more! He loved to run from the waves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--pq7DYwUePM/TkNKrXX91DI/AAAAAAAABKk/LPxuqUePx4o/s1600/IMG_7682.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--pq7DYwUePM/TkNKrXX91DI/AAAAAAAABKk/LPxuqUePx4o/s320/IMG_7682.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3UOJq2N2BH4/TkNK3Mp_L7I/AAAAAAAABKo/2QCxsGQu5eY/s1600/IMG_7685.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3UOJq2N2BH4/TkNK3Mp_L7I/AAAAAAAABKo/2QCxsGQu5eY/s320/IMG_7685.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Again, showing me his muscles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PI2cOLUM80g/TkNLJkLrJeI/AAAAAAAABKs/S4Yn-Ubc1gA/s1600/IMG_7695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PI2cOLUM80g/TkNLJkLrJeI/AAAAAAAABKs/S4Yn-Ubc1gA/s320/IMG_7695.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thames family beach trip pic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Rr9Blp3rAM/TkNLYulPngI/AAAAAAAABKw/-itUBtJE-pw/s1600/IMG_7707.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Rr9Blp3rAM/TkNLYulPngI/AAAAAAAABKw/-itUBtJE-pw/s320/IMG_7707.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet Siblings :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHKElfPDjBo/TkNLou2bMhI/AAAAAAAABK0/GcZr7oFUHP4/s1600/IMG_7726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WHKElfPDjBo/TkNLou2bMhI/AAAAAAAABK0/GcZr7oFUHP4/s320/IMG_7726.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What a little charmer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YNHOAc7E1IY/TkNL71IMpqI/AAAAAAAABK4/uS9jgFQLr-s/s1600/IMG_7736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YNHOAc7E1IY/TkNL71IMpqI/AAAAAAAABK4/uS9jgFQLr-s/s320/IMG_7736.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rutland's other favorite thing to do on the beach was "watch the girls". He was literally spellbound by any teenage girls he saw on the beach or at the pool. He wouldn't talk to them, but he would just stare. This could be a positive or a negative, depending on how you look at it. Ask me in 10 years...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhfQhzhX8X4/TkNMNRiFnfI/AAAAAAAABK8/5P2pcAH4fAY/s1600/IMG_7824.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhfQhzhX8X4/TkNMNRiFnfI/AAAAAAAABK8/5P2pcAH4fAY/s320/IMG_7824.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love us some Woody &amp;amp; Buzz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-etNBJtRb6SY/TkNMgKlAQMI/AAAAAAAABLA/DV39HiNumWs/s1600/IMG_7827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-etNBJtRb6SY/TkNMgKlAQMI/AAAAAAAABLA/DV39HiNumWs/s320/IMG_7827.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The next Clint Eastwood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tRHAI4pfWhY/TkNM5asLgRI/AAAAAAAABLE/CX9TfkfthNA/s1600/IMG_7838.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tRHAI4pfWhY/TkNM5asLgRI/AAAAAAAABLE/CX9TfkfthNA/s320/IMG_7838.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is actually how we spent most of our summer - snuggled up on the couch in the mornings :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And that is just fine by me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-2211109306736159932?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/2211109306736159932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=2211109306736159932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/2211109306736159932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/2211109306736159932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-know-i-know.html' title='I know, I know....'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qoOkA041fUs/TkNImYn_4HI/AAAAAAAABKE/Xbk9aPD2JXw/s72-c/IMG_7326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-3997636139710415964</id><published>2011-05-09T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T18:45:19.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Family Photo</title><content type='html'>Why is it that the only time we take the time to make family photos is at Easter??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XeyxqJoKi-c/Tchim4Vaj9I/AAAAAAAABJI/-uj1ulBQ6No/s1600/IMG_7475.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XeyxqJoKi-c/Tchim4Vaj9I/AAAAAAAABJI/-uj1ulBQ6No/s320/IMG_7475.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh right, because it makes everyone so ornery, it's not worth it! Not to mention, there are so many super fun things to do and so many people we love to play with, it seems unreasonable to take 15 minutes of that fun time out to make a silly picture. Action shots are more realistic anyway!! Bribery worked pretty well with Caroline, but Rutland made sure we all knew he couldn't be bought! He was not going to pose and that was final. Where on earth could he get that stubbornness from? (hint: it's not his mamma). We had a great Easter in Montgomery with the annual Hooks egg hunt, which I have had to retire from. I gave it 30 good years, scratching and clawing my way to either collecting the most eggs or finding the prized money egg. Caroline seems to be my best hope of a successor - Rutland did not show enough drive and concentration this year. Caroline surprisingly continued to look, despite the heat. It was a wonderful weekend with great food and even better company. Thanks for hosting all of us Mom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbqKFbg0lBM/TchbJ6cyPgI/AAAAAAAABHw/JN8d2C8jFzQ/s1600/IMG_7369.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KbqKFbg0lBM/TchbJ6cyPgI/AAAAAAAABHw/JN8d2C8jFzQ/s320/IMG_7369.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Caroline playing at my parents house Friday night before going to my cousin's baseball game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FEZnHqQKaOc/TchbPt1-KtI/AAAAAAAABH0/4O9gg6Ys8dE/s1600/IMG_7371.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FEZnHqQKaOc/TchbPt1-KtI/AAAAAAAABH0/4O9gg6Ys8dE/s320/IMG_7371.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9tHU7HlVA8/TchbX3YjohI/AAAAAAAABH4/Y7Kybzj7ymc/s1600/IMG_7374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y9tHU7HlVA8/TchbX3YjohI/AAAAAAAABH4/Y7Kybzj7ymc/s320/IMG_7374.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;C and R dying eggs Saturday morning. We have always dyed eggs with my grandmother, MeMee, but since she is not with us this year, my mom made sure the tradition kept going!!! The kids loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uPpIdmJvvNw/Tchbc9bRnXI/AAAAAAAABH8/WqaAIvRWfqA/s1600/IMG_7377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uPpIdmJvvNw/Tchbc9bRnXI/AAAAAAAABH8/WqaAIvRWfqA/s320/IMG_7377.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Caroline was pretty particular about dying her eggs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rauBgtmt3Ac/TchbhwHQheI/AAAAAAAABIA/TJL14LjZ5c0/s1600/IMG_7380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rauBgtmt3Ac/TchbhwHQheI/AAAAAAAABIA/TJL14LjZ5c0/s320/IMG_7380.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rutland broke the most eggs - shocker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-99LE_D1uUHk/TchbmnAghYI/AAAAAAAABIE/pV_bgXdIYfI/s1600/IMG_7381.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-99LE_D1uUHk/TchbmnAghYI/AAAAAAAABIE/pV_bgXdIYfI/s320/IMG_7381.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My baby!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KtlfvvRdUw8/TchbsZugL8I/AAAAAAAABII/BLZTpMf9VAM/s1600/IMG_7386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KtlfvvRdUw8/TchbsZugL8I/AAAAAAAABII/BLZTpMf9VAM/s320/IMG_7386.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k2wX8UH8J1o/TchbyVhlUdI/AAAAAAAABIM/CmBEUZbyqrM/s1600/IMG_7391.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k2wX8UH8J1o/TchbyVhlUdI/AAAAAAAABIM/CmBEUZbyqrM/s320/IMG_7391.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thank you Gigi for our beautiful Easter duds!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDVc8uK0Sic/Tchb3iXtBTI/AAAAAAAABIQ/7E_T9mxb-VU/s1600/IMG_7393.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GDVc8uK0Sic/Tchb3iXtBTI/AAAAAAAABIQ/7E_T9mxb-VU/s320/IMG_7393.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GgUpaALAno4/Tchb-F27oQI/AAAAAAAABIU/lnvrYeHdTiQ/s1600/IMG_7395.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GgUpaALAno4/Tchb-F27oQI/AAAAAAAABIU/lnvrYeHdTiQ/s320/IMG_7395.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6bSN8-HCh9Y/TchcCw070uI/AAAAAAAABIY/I-o26jEFAwQ/s1600/IMG_7400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6bSN8-HCh9Y/TchcCw070uI/AAAAAAAABIY/I-o26jEFAwQ/s320/IMG_7400.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFI0INMk6_M/TchcIFq2h0I/AAAAAAAABIc/3WyZxhV7v3U/s1600/IMG_7401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LFI0INMk6_M/TchcIFq2h0I/AAAAAAAABIc/3WyZxhV7v3U/s320/IMG_7401.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is the most accurate picture of how our morning went!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R0detviEyEk/TchcOXrqv1I/AAAAAAAABIg/attDoVJm5hg/s1600/IMG_7405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R0detviEyEk/TchcOXrqv1I/AAAAAAAABIg/attDoVJm5hg/s320/IMG_7405.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Papa showing Caroline how her "pout" looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1HAhCF-22Cc/TchcUJDSdnI/AAAAAAAABIk/AeL0rbcW-VY/s1600/IMG_7411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1HAhCF-22Cc/TchcUJDSdnI/AAAAAAAABIk/AeL0rbcW-VY/s320/IMG_7411.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8o4xQ3klGWk/TchcbLd8LqI/AAAAAAAABIo/3rRgylyhxtQ/s1600/IMG_7417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8o4xQ3klGWk/TchcbLd8LqI/AAAAAAAABIo/3rRgylyhxtQ/s320/IMG_7417.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6zxvcDmOBoA/TchchDpKI4I/AAAAAAAABIs/bBB5TwcfSbI/s1600/IMG_7430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6zxvcDmOBoA/TchchDpKI4I/AAAAAAAABIs/bBB5TwcfSbI/s320/IMG_7430.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Poor Memee wanted a sweet picture so bad, but the kiddos were NOT having it. Still too early I guess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e0j1fVTzbNM/TchcnB0V4CI/AAAAAAAABIw/mBeBRk-_-GQ/s1600/IMG_7442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e0j1fVTzbNM/TchcnB0V4CI/AAAAAAAABIw/mBeBRk-_-GQ/s320/IMG_7442.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UOjWCmMb81c/TchcsiPrVNI/AAAAAAAABI0/7k7Xz4rwToc/s1600/IMG_7449.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UOjWCmMb81c/TchcsiPrVNI/AAAAAAAABI0/7k7Xz4rwToc/s320/IMG_7449.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FMqtol5gQNs/TchiQsU9aZI/AAAAAAAABI4/t9fwKkeTEp8/s1600/IMG_7453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="210" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FMqtol5gQNs/TchiQsU9aZI/AAAAAAAABI4/t9fwKkeTEp8/s320/IMG_7453.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vqPPZb4spOU/TchiVfeNEsI/AAAAAAAABI8/AzV78064kmQ/s1600/IMG_7465.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vqPPZb4spOU/TchiVfeNEsI/AAAAAAAABI8/AzV78064kmQ/s320/IMG_7465.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LG8wunDXXwI/TchiY-ojq3I/AAAAAAAABJA/mv9x3jlWDMo/s1600/IMG_7469.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LG8wunDXXwI/TchiY-ojq3I/AAAAAAAABJA/mv9x3jlWDMo/s320/IMG_7469.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4jAKjyZ1Rw/TchihDqaYNI/AAAAAAAABJE/AuMlQH7rfag/s1600/IMG_7471.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y4jAKjyZ1Rw/TchihDqaYNI/AAAAAAAABJE/AuMlQH7rfag/s320/IMG_7471.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzjxSCAqqN0/Tchis4qlfaI/AAAAAAAABJM/bvDFxJMRn9E/s1600/IMG_7478.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzjxSCAqqN0/Tchis4qlfaI/AAAAAAAABJM/bvDFxJMRn9E/s320/IMG_7478.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love this sneaky little grin :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFWD_3BH7sE/TchixOplwTI/AAAAAAAABJQ/9L78p54D1dE/s1600/IMG_7480.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eFWD_3BH7sE/TchixOplwTI/AAAAAAAABJQ/9L78p54D1dE/s320/IMG_7480.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q6DCJZkGiA/Tchi1RBfRyI/AAAAAAAABJU/GQlOlurl7Zw/s1600/IMG_7482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5Q6DCJZkGiA/Tchi1RBfRyI/AAAAAAAABJU/GQlOlurl7Zw/s320/IMG_7482.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Like Christopher says, "We could still be in college, right?" Um, don't think so C ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FysDv2an79A/Tchi77GCguI/AAAAAAAABJY/DgJLwngW9H8/s1600/IMG_7487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FysDv2an79A/Tchi77GCguI/AAAAAAAABJY/DgJLwngW9H8/s320/IMG_7487.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ahh, but why would you want to go back when you have all this??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZddaqT-Jo-Y/TchjBxyFX5I/AAAAAAAABJc/oeQXmMI3XzY/s1600/IMG_7488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZddaqT-Jo-Y/TchjBxyFX5I/AAAAAAAABJc/oeQXmMI3XzY/s320/IMG_7488.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UdQ2-LPtSDY/TchjGazfqPI/AAAAAAAABJg/VdcjpunWyWk/s1600/IMG_7490.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UdQ2-LPtSDY/TchjGazfqPI/AAAAAAAABJg/VdcjpunWyWk/s320/IMG_7490.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lost in early morning thought!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9cDxYLjcsSQ/TchjLazgT4I/AAAAAAAABJk/7oyncyn2pLk/s1600/IMG_7497.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9cDxYLjcsSQ/TchjLazgT4I/AAAAAAAABJk/7oyncyn2pLk/s320/IMG_7497.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLhjTOM1k9E/TchjQxy12KI/AAAAAAAABJo/yiMa_Y5n6U0/s1600/IMG_7506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLhjTOM1k9E/TchjQxy12KI/AAAAAAAABJo/yiMa_Y5n6U0/s320/IMG_7506.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gigi, Caroline, and Sally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmE4dz0kwUg/TchjXDxGlPI/AAAAAAAABJs/ezSvlVC-_jI/s1600/IMG_7508.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmE4dz0kwUg/TchjXDxGlPI/AAAAAAAABJs/ezSvlVC-_jI/s320/IMG_7508.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finally getting to hunt some eggs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ltz2Jz3ytiU/TchjcVcHshI/AAAAAAAABJw/cIMlzzxoFFs/s1600/IMG_7510.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ltz2Jz3ytiU/TchjcVcHshI/AAAAAAAABJw/cIMlzzxoFFs/s320/IMG_7510.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Snagging one from his cousin, Milli, who is only 3 weeks older than he is!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xIKq0VG1PQg/TchjexgJmGI/AAAAAAAABJ0/lBImTrN-wmA/s1600/IMG_7514.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xIKq0VG1PQg/TchjexgJmGI/AAAAAAAABJ0/lBImTrN-wmA/s320/IMG_7514.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q9Hr8Nqe69E/TchjjdKUuFI/AAAAAAAABJ4/BfZN4giRJN0/s1600/IMG_7524.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q9Hr8Nqe69E/TchjjdKUuFI/AAAAAAAABJ4/BfZN4giRJN0/s320/IMG_7524.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stealing Milli's basket! He let her do all the work and then swooped in &amp;nbsp;for a last minute swap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gGbE3nf_qnM/Tchjnc3uBuI/AAAAAAAABJ8/775ckz015XQ/s1600/IMG_7530.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gGbE3nf_qnM/Tchjnc3uBuI/AAAAAAAABJ8/775ckz015XQ/s320/IMG_7530.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oops, dropped another egg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HM52vI1vR1Q/TchjsptrZ1I/AAAAAAAABKA/JTKtnKZhGfA/s1600/IMG_7531.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HM52vI1vR1Q/TchjsptrZ1I/AAAAAAAABKA/JTKtnKZhGfA/s320/IMG_7531.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-3997636139710415964?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/3997636139710415964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=3997636139710415964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3997636139710415964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3997636139710415964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2011/05/easter-family-photo.html' title='Easter Family Photo'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XeyxqJoKi-c/Tchim4Vaj9I/AAAAAAAABJI/-uj1ulBQ6No/s72-c/IMG_7475.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-3671943503374898939</id><published>2011-04-14T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T15:13:19.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thames Family Lake House</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's true. The Thames family now has a lake house - just not THIS Thames family. Christopher's brother and his wife are now the proud owners of an amazing lake house on the Auburn side of Lake Martin. To celebrate their little boy's 1st birthday, they invited all of the family to come break it in! Although it wasn't warm enough to get in the water, the kids had a great time digging in the sand, roasting marshmallows, and just spending time together. We had 7 kids all under 5 so there was lots of action. What a wonderful place to grow-up! We look forward to many memories there together! Thanks Allyn and Ashley for inviting us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qedHyxtb92Q/TadQZVwphwI/AAAAAAAABG0/ephTnjMSAus/s1600/IMG_7235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qedHyxtb92Q/TadQZVwphwI/AAAAAAAABG0/ephTnjMSAus/s320/IMG_7235.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRr-lzjCfr4/TadQfRsCK6I/AAAAAAAABG4/sQZNh4pV2xk/s1600/IMG_7237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRr-lzjCfr4/TadQfRsCK6I/AAAAAAAABG4/sQZNh4pV2xk/s320/IMG_7237.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wVBcdREt1AY/TadQjUEL1AI/AAAAAAAABG8/qc6KcZ67tu4/s1600/IMG_7240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wVBcdREt1AY/TadQjUEL1AI/AAAAAAAABG8/qc6KcZ67tu4/s320/IMG_7240.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Loved putting our feet (and then some) into the water. I think I dried his shorts twice that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J8OU23KIRc4/TadQm8dTHNI/AAAAAAAABHA/opFGy-4slr8/s1600/IMG_7242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J8OU23KIRc4/TadQm8dTHNI/AAAAAAAABHA/opFGy-4slr8/s320/IMG_7242.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G7qQ5_Gd9dI/TadQuCLppuI/AAAAAAAABHE/YXnFwfXMA4g/s1600/IMG_7251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G7qQ5_Gd9dI/TadQuCLppuI/AAAAAAAABHE/YXnFwfXMA4g/s320/IMG_7251.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Baby Allyn celebrating his 1st birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--YIiOlxTrSE/TadQ03t4BLI/AAAAAAAABHI/1DIMjT7t064/s1600/IMG_7256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--YIiOlxTrSE/TadQ03t4BLI/AAAAAAAABHI/1DIMjT7t064/s320/IMG_7256.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Does not like the cake on his hands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JJhtPd6rtzE/TadQ9LMidnI/AAAAAAAABHM/Xlo4tm4nI9U/s1600/IMG_7263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JJhtPd6rtzE/TadQ9LMidnI/AAAAAAAABHM/Xlo4tm4nI9U/s320/IMG_7263.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Papa fishing on the pier - where does Rutland get his personality from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fmjaG-pyak4/TadRF3ZRqlI/AAAAAAAABHQ/woWFaj0CjNk/s1600/IMG_7266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fmjaG-pyak4/TadRF3ZRqlI/AAAAAAAABHQ/woWFaj0CjNk/s320/IMG_7266.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And his good looks??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ylAxOvopKE/TadRO2PVRpI/AAAAAAAABHU/WsqlYWWJmPA/s1600/IMG_7274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9ylAxOvopKE/TadRO2PVRpI/AAAAAAAABHU/WsqlYWWJmPA/s320/IMG_7274.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rutland pulling Hill in the wagon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WcA7Oo5-rec/TadRTH0qjlI/AAAAAAAABHY/zTwRzXjYj78/s1600/IMG_7283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WcA7Oo5-rec/TadRTH0qjlI/AAAAAAAABHY/zTwRzXjYj78/s320/IMG_7283.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D5k1thI9ZcI/TadRZkhLIGI/AAAAAAAABHc/y4sh5tGtKc4/s1600/IMG_7297.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D5k1thI9ZcI/TadRZkhLIGI/AAAAAAAABHc/y4sh5tGtKc4/s320/IMG_7297.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Couldn't wait to get in his birthday suit! His clothes were probably in the dryer - again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JVCXePAmacc/TadRj6R3d5I/AAAAAAAABHg/lNhqIZiX7QA/s1600/IMG_7299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JVCXePAmacc/TadRj6R3d5I/AAAAAAAABHg/lNhqIZiX7QA/s320/IMG_7299.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hill playing in the sand - get is also in her birthday suit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-334NwVu1P2g/TadRtZDqlxI/AAAAAAAABHk/qJfSKINSBgk/s1600/IMG_7310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-334NwVu1P2g/TadRtZDqlxI/AAAAAAAABHk/qJfSKINSBgk/s320/IMG_7310.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bedtime in the bunk room. Winding down to a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tHyrqTkG-9I/TadRyf2-qOI/AAAAAAAABHo/5PTyGonzaFI/s1600/IMG_7311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tHyrqTkG-9I/TadRyf2-qOI/AAAAAAAABHo/5PTyGonzaFI/s320/IMG_7311.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KT1i8KvTvbQ/TadR5YpOCUI/AAAAAAAABHs/ApP9rd6QDGM/s1600/IMG_7318.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KT1i8KvTvbQ/TadR5YpOCUI/AAAAAAAABHs/ApP9rd6QDGM/s320/IMG_7318.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-3671943503374898939?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/3671943503374898939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=3671943503374898939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3671943503374898939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3671943503374898939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2011/04/thames-family-lake-house.html' title='Thames Family Lake House'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qedHyxtb92Q/TadQZVwphwI/AAAAAAAABG0/ephTnjMSAus/s72-c/IMG_7235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-419063553473215460</id><published>2011-04-07T21:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:40:40.521-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Movie Star is Born</title><content type='html'>Ever since Christopher got his precious new i phone, he has done a great job of taking pictures and video of the kids. I have to admit, he always remembers to take the time to capture the best moments! I always forget (or am so busy doing everything else, a-hem, I don't have a free hand) - either way, I'm very thankful because he's captured some great material. Funny, it all involves our new little movie star - Rutland. He loves to be videoed so he can watch himself back - he's very amused with himself. So, I am attempting to post the best ones thus far and will try to keep a running tally of my little Brad Pitt's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**In order to hear the wonderful commentary by Christopher (who sounds like he might live 2 doors down from a doublewide - can you hear the redneck come out?) you will need to scroll down to the music that normally plays on the blog and pause it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video #1: White Boy Loves His Ribs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-76ae5933c63fdf82" 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://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D76ae5933c63fdf82%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331236860%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CA3A44D4348E753F29CFEB8B0BD1A8DE660972B.6192FF027C33D40ABF9949B2FCB0671EFACD1F55%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D76ae5933c63fdf82%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoLfr8kQFxh68FVxc4MYP1MulQok&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://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D76ae5933c63fdf82%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331236860%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6CA3A44D4348E753F29CFEB8B0BD1A8DE660972B.6192FF027C33D40ABF9949B2FCB0671EFACD1F55%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D76ae5933c63fdf82%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DoLfr8kQFxh68FVxc4MYP1MulQok&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our friends and 3 doors up neighbors Robb &amp;amp; Libby got a smoker (aka Robb got a new toy) so they invite us up often to eat BBQ b/c Robb likes to practice his technique. Rutland is by far my best eater and will readily try anything we give him. So after playing all afternoon and working up a pretty good appetite, he didn't think twice about tearing into a rib. With BBQ sauce spread from cheek to cheek, he tore into that poor little rib like a T-rex. He proceeded to down 2 more after the first one. He'll be ready for a 4th of July rib eating contest soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video #2 - Rambo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e586d3f90afc8046" 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://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De586d3f90afc8046%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331236860%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14023B6024F23C4DB9C3244CE12AD4363079D155.70787540B71A620848527784437DD251F7FC9093%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De586d3f90afc8046%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW9stqAlYl84TfGVj1XsUfTXL9rc&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://v7.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De586d3f90afc8046%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331236860%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D14023B6024F23C4DB9C3244CE12AD4363079D155.70787540B71A620848527784437DD251F7FC9093%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De586d3f90afc8046%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DW9stqAlYl84TfGVj1XsUfTXL9rc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, our dear friends Robb &amp;amp; Libby are responsible for video #2. One night as things were winding down at our house, Robb, Libby, Harris and Miller stop by with what?? Machine guns! They bought their boys some and were kind enough to think of Rutland. He loves it and C caught him "shooting" the people on TV. Please note how he tilts his head to aim - priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video #3 - Evil Kenevil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5033a0c9f1e1450a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5033a0c9f1e1450a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331236860%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D63391C599E584E7C0368DCC2020079EA2D3BE134.647AF42C834BE2BBF6A49520C3950C4D984333F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5033a0c9f1e1450a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEaTtbaTUkaXsHgznVr1LVklpPm4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D5033a0c9f1e1450a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331236860%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D63391C599E584E7C0368DCC2020079EA2D3BE134.647AF42C834BE2BBF6A49520C3950C4D984333F3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D5033a0c9f1e1450a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEaTtbaTUkaXsHgznVr1LVklpPm4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rutland is 100% boy and will usually figure out a "dangerous" way to use a perfectly safe toy. I guess the thrill was gone on his little 4-wheeler, so he decided to ride standing up to terrify us. Thankfully, he's pretty good at it and has way more balance, coordination, and athletic ability than his sister.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-419063553473215460?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/419063553473215460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=419063553473215460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/419063553473215460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/419063553473215460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2011/04/movie-star-is-born.html' title='A Movie Star is Born'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-6662567996211357438</id><published>2011-02-20T19:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T19:16:31.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Those were the words I had to tell my husband over 2 years ago, when I found out I was pregnant with Rutland. And boy has he lived up to the word! Rutland is the tiniest little package, but has so much energy, emotion, laughter, did I mention energy? I swear he has been in the same size diaper for a year and is not moving any time soon. He goes for his 2 year check up on Tuesday, but I know we still won't be on the growth chart for weight. He has had trouble with his ears and we have been in and out of Vestavia Peds one too many co-pays since January, so I know he only weighs about 22.5lbs. There are many 9 month olds (John Burke Henderson) we know who surpass him. But, don't think that bothers him one bit. He is disturbingly strong, tough, fast, and full of mischief. He can destroy my house in less than 15 minutes flat and still manage to flash a grin, give me a hug, and say "yuv you mamma" so that I'm so smitten I can hardly spank him. Which by the way does not bother him one bit. You can spank him all day long and he will whine one second and giggle at your frustration the next. It drives me nuts! Ask his teachers at school - I get a little mini report card everyday from his sweet teachers and on Friday it said "Rutland did not obey us today, but we love him anyway." And they told me every time they tried to talk to him or get him to do something he would run around the room trying to get them to chase him. He is a RASCAL! Because he's had so much trouble with his ears, we are now getting tubes put in at the first of March. Probably about a year too late. He's got fluid behind both ears and he didn't pass his hearing test, which means he can only hear muffled sounds. This has contributed to a speech delay, we think. Don't get me wrong, he talks all day long, but his sounds are not crisp so it makes it difficult to understand him. My mom says he sounds like the women at the nail salon, but we hope getting tubes put in and draining the fluid from his ears will help bring him up to speed in that department. (Like we need another talker in the house - Caroline still talks non-stop all day long, another reason her brother can't get a word in edgewise.) Rutland is such a monkey, diving off furniture, squeezing toothpaste all over his tummy, unwrapping all 8 paper towel rolls in my new pack, hiding socks in weird places, opening doors and wandering outside unsupervised, always getting into my make-up, pulling his sister's hair, spraying water from my squirt bottle everywhere, tinkling in the potty without my help!, and the list goes on. BUT, all that said, he is never too busy to say thank you (tank tu), I love you (yuv you), give me kisses or hugs, flash me a smile, show me his muscles, or make me laugh. For that little buddy, I love you too. He always brightens my day at some point and makes me laugh. He will probably be just like his daddy in that department. Happy Birthday baby boy!! You are my sunshine ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5zBccOp8-lE/TWGcJLJ0YRI/AAAAAAAABGA/YvDVUv3j40U/s1600/IMG_4171.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5zBccOp8-lE/TWGcJLJ0YRI/AAAAAAAABGA/YvDVUv3j40U/s320/IMG_4171.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to copy cat - especially with Papa and Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trouble from day 1...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5BBdI2aYbA/TWGdHm90sFI/AAAAAAAABGE/C7TWXov7j-c/s1600/IMG_4319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b5BBdI2aYbA/TWGdHm90sFI/AAAAAAAABGE/C7TWXov7j-c/s320/IMG_4319.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Started climbing&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ecdq7QRgSc/TWGdoS9QqMI/AAAAAAAABGI/srxaIXECAQQ/s1600/IMG_4322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9Ecdq7QRgSc/TWGdoS9QqMI/AAAAAAAABGI/srxaIXECAQQ/s320/IMG_4322.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loves stuffing TP or anything other paper product (paper towles, magazines, tissues, etc) in the toilet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xvekyp4OWnY/TWGeHZLmo7I/AAAAAAAABGM/lqGR8Iq_Q5s/s1600/IMG_4401.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xvekyp4OWnY/TWGeHZLmo7I/AAAAAAAABGM/lqGR8Iq_Q5s/s320/IMG_4401.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Loves being in the buff - tiniest buns I've ever seen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-291bhTh09zc/TWGeSSMOEAI/AAAAAAAABGQ/ODJVJLj0EuE/s1600/IMG_4413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-291bhTh09zc/TWGeSSMOEAI/AAAAAAAABGQ/ODJVJLj0EuE/s320/IMG_4413.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WILD MAN at 1&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hAA_WpU94C0/TWGecbby1dI/AAAAAAAABGU/sEv0x-NV13w/s1600/IMG_4420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hAA_WpU94C0/TWGecbby1dI/AAAAAAAABGU/sEv0x-NV13w/s320/IMG_4420.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh so bald! Please note there is NO red hair on that head. Granted there is little hair at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dAeBN0ms7xw/TWGeqGMPyGI/AAAAAAAABGY/VCo8hM6sgdw/s1600/IMG_4538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dAeBN0ms7xw/TWGeqGMPyGI/AAAAAAAABGY/VCo8hM6sgdw/s320/IMG_4538.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always willing to be dressed up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JAd38l2gdg/TWGfBz_J_CI/AAAAAAAABGc/KBVwstCsVSY/s1600/IMG_4943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4JAd38l2gdg/TWGfBz_J_CI/AAAAAAAABGc/KBVwstCsVSY/s320/IMG_4943.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stealing easter eggs when he thinks no one is looking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a0Os4cvbTu8/TWGfM60C3uI/AAAAAAAABGg/Mb1wbhiQ5Ac/s1600/IMG_5199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a0Os4cvbTu8/TWGfM60C3uI/AAAAAAAABGg/Mb1wbhiQ5Ac/s320/IMG_5199.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still climbing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IPcyq5YXafo/TWGfV-M-BdI/AAAAAAAABGk/PAHBHxMCLmM/s1600/IMG_6412.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IPcyq5YXafo/TWGfV-M-BdI/AAAAAAAABGk/PAHBHxMCLmM/s320/IMG_6412.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Showing his muscles - ughhhhhhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jzCfxBbTKqM/TWGfZ2baHLI/AAAAAAAABGo/OcY0uC08JNk/s1600/IMG_6862.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jzCfxBbTKqM/TWGfZ2baHLI/AAAAAAAABGo/OcY0uC08JNk/s320/IMG_6862.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy, but I'm such an angel :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IbmU6Dw-OWM/TWGflWDj4TI/AAAAAAAABGs/B31VJ9Kjy_s/s1600/IMG_7213.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IbmU6Dw-OWM/TWGflWDj4TI/AAAAAAAABGs/B31VJ9Kjy_s/s320/IMG_7213.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at my boys! Rutland is wearing Christopher's little camel coat from when he was a boy. Rutland jumped all over the chance to wear it once he saw Christopher come in with his on for church. I think he looks like Paddington Bear - adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8nCYZpyMung/TWGf_kxdADI/AAAAAAAABGw/r19_K3mybYU/s1600/IMG_7211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8nCYZpyMung/TWGf_kxdADI/AAAAAAAABGw/r19_K3mybYU/s320/IMG_7211.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's a charmer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-6662567996211357438?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/6662567996211357438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=6662567996211357438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/6662567996211357438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/6662567996211357438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2011/02/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5zBccOp8-lE/TWGcJLJ0YRI/AAAAAAAABGA/YvDVUv3j40U/s72-c/IMG_4171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-4722128677331062580</id><published>2011-02-13T21:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T21:24:59.281-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>Lots going on since Christmas around our house. But mostly we've just been on the birthday circuit. Lots of family birthdays and now that we have 2 children of "party" age, lots of kiddie parties too. I can't say much though because my birthday was in January and Rutland's birthday is next weekend, February 19th - sniff sniff. I can't go there yet, but look for a future post dedicated to my little buddy! We went to a train party for our little friend Cooper Moore that was really cute. There was a small train that rode the kids (and adults) around the neighborhood. Rutland loved the conductor's hat and whistle they gave everyone. Then that same afternoon, Caroline had a ballerina party for her friend Ellison Sizemore who turned 3. She loves ballet parties, especially getting the opportunity to watch herself twirl in all those mirrors! Lots of fun and we always appreciate how tired they get from playing with their friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rQZhwqb33s/TVieAuh6ZzI/AAAAAAAABFI/Z4Floahxw5E/s1600/IMG_7072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rQZhwqb33s/TVieAuh6ZzI/AAAAAAAABFI/Z4Floahxw5E/s320/IMG_7072.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two peas in a pod - Rutland &amp;amp; Cooper (the birthday boy!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBOJMvYklZc/TVieDkASgoI/AAAAAAAABFM/SmO_1waRpWs/s1600/IMG_7073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBOJMvYklZc/TVieDkASgoI/AAAAAAAABFM/SmO_1waRpWs/s320/IMG_7073.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loved riding Thomas!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-If-tGzXt9Ug/TVieJELABiI/AAAAAAAABFQ/794XuwgQREA/s1600/IMG_7077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-If-tGzXt9Ug/TVieJELABiI/AAAAAAAABFQ/794XuwgQREA/s320/IMG_7077.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline &amp;amp; Tate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsA1swbhoaY/TViePEaDvuI/AAAAAAAABFU/5HGTjNmUo3U/s1600/IMG_7078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KsA1swbhoaY/TViePEaDvuI/AAAAAAAABFU/5HGTjNmUo3U/s320/IMG_7078.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rutland in his conductor's hat! He LOVED it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MG2TN0HSWWs/TVifdx4ORGI/AAAAAAAABF8/xYGeSxVrkWE/s1600/IMG_7079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MG2TN0HSWWs/TVifdx4ORGI/AAAAAAAABF8/xYGeSxVrkWE/s320/IMG_7079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riding that train :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0C9no4sM_I/TVieX7FQrrI/AAAAAAAABFY/BkbqWJd1ABo/s1600/IMG_7081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h0C9no4sM_I/TVieX7FQrrI/AAAAAAAABFY/BkbqWJd1ABo/s320/IMG_7081.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkzoKcJI-WA/TViee-kK5OI/AAAAAAAABFc/982l6T5iacw/s1600/IMG_7083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkzoKcJI-WA/TViee-kK5OI/AAAAAAAABFc/982l6T5iacw/s320/IMG_7083.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline, Mary Brandt, and Ellison (the birthday girl) at the ballet party!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3NRM0aPs97w/TVielUIWYuI/AAAAAAAABFg/HbA4maoTQQY/s1600/IMG_7084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3NRM0aPs97w/TVielUIWYuI/AAAAAAAABFg/HbA4maoTQQY/s320/IMG_7084.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Singing Happy Birthday&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZ_cF3hLx3Q/TViesDBm6oI/AAAAAAAABFk/yKwJhMS1Wjc/s1600/IMG_7085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZ_cF3hLx3Q/TViesDBm6oI/AAAAAAAABFk/yKwJhMS1Wjc/s320/IMG_7085.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCjEbu1T31E/TViexhBcWWI/AAAAAAAABFo/86Y5mNT_xoA/s1600/IMG_7087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yCjEbu1T31E/TViexhBcWWI/AAAAAAAABFo/86Y5mNT_xoA/s320/IMG_7087.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The birthday girl getting some cake&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p1H4l0cKJpQ/TVie4IBeqHI/AAAAAAAABFs/tvvIEeC62yM/s1600/IMG_7088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p1H4l0cKJpQ/TVie4IBeqHI/AAAAAAAABFs/tvvIEeC62yM/s320/IMG_7088.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W_6_sQemmNU/TVie-pRlNiI/AAAAAAAABFw/KVUcEYIXIVI/s1600/IMG_7089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W_6_sQemmNU/TVie-pRlNiI/AAAAAAAABFw/KVUcEYIXIVI/s320/IMG_7089.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iPama0mtsUA/TVifFEnyEiI/AAAAAAAABF0/VYMlNPGLoiQ/s1600/IMG_7090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iPama0mtsUA/TVifFEnyEiI/AAAAAAAABF0/VYMlNPGLoiQ/s320/IMG_7090.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline and Campbell&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4_NmpyY3Ycs/TVifLUqryhI/AAAAAAAABF4/nByBK4Ur-v0/s1600/IMG_7091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas morning was so fun at our house this year. Caroline is 3 1/2 and Rutland is almost 2, and they are both full speed ahead every single day. Of course Rutland was up around 7:15. We had to keep him occupied until about 7:45, when we finally woke Caroline up. She was still getting her beauty sleep. Caroline runs int the den and the 1st thing she does is find the magic elf. Is was as if nothing else was in the room! I couldn't believe she was the most interested in that. But, Rutland ran straight for the "tractor" and jumped in. He was very excited to have his own John Deer gator. Caroline then went straight to her Cinderella's castle, where she stayed and played until I encouraged her to look at some of her other toys. Cup of hot chocolate, snow falling outside, and fire roaring in the fireplace - it truly was a perfect Christmas. Both our parents braved the weather and drove up from Montgomery for the day. The kids were so surprised and excited to see them. We didn't get to test out the gator on Christmas day, other than Rutland ramming it into everything in the den. But we bundled him up the day after Christmas and he rode in circles in the front yard for an hour before he started crying because his nose was numb. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We took the kids to see Santa at Brookwood Mall and decided to go early this year. Best decision ever!! There was no line, which meant happy kids walking up to Santa, and the people working there were willing to take a million pictures of the kids to get a really good one! Caroline did great and was not scared of Santa at all. Rutland was not scared, but was so in shock, he really didn't smile at Ho Ho, but just stared at him the whole time. When Santa asked Caroline what she wanted to Christmas, she replied, "A whistle." Now, not sure where I'm going to find one of those (Academy, Dicks Sporting Goods??) but it's on her list!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TP5P0HvRvmI/AAAAAAAABD0/l0kPcdfRD6c/s1600/IMG_6958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TP5P0HvRvmI/AAAAAAAABD0/l0kPcdfRD6c/s320/IMG_6958.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TP5PuG65rxI/AAAAAAAABDw/XzCef_arZ_k/s1600/IMG_6955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TP5PuG65rxI/AAAAAAAABDw/XzCef_arZ_k/s320/IMG_6955.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TP5P4ZhNeHI/AAAAAAAABD4/WYustXsOWXQ/s1600/IMG_6960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TP5P4ZhNeHI/AAAAAAAABD4/WYustXsOWXQ/s320/IMG_6960.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TP5P82-7MoI/AAAAAAAABD8/_HwDKWHKr7U/s1600/IMG_6964.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TP5P82-7MoI/AAAAAAAABD8/_HwDKWHKr7U/s320/IMG_6964.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-7021695910734107373?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/7021695910734107373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=7021695910734107373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7021695910734107373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7021695910734107373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/12/visiting-santa.html' title='Visiting Santa'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TP5P0HvRvmI/AAAAAAAABD0/l0kPcdfRD6c/s72-c/IMG_6958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-1270599892946528307</id><published>2010-11-07T21:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T21:34:49.037-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>We tried a new pumpkin patch this year in Hayden, AL. It was about 25-30 min outside of Birmingham, but well worth the drive. Granted, we did go on a Thursday, but it wasn't crowded and they had everything super organized! There were lots of things to do other than just picking pumpkins, so the kids had a blast. They even had a great selection of food/concessions, and most things were very reasonably priced. Rutland &amp;nbsp;LOVED all the tractors and running wild most of the day. I managed to keep them awake on the ride home and everyone took an extra long nap that day!! 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text-align: left;"&gt;We have always said Rutland is Christopher's "mini-me", but the older he gets, the more true this statement becomes. Not just in looks, but his behavior, sense of humor, wit, mannerisms, EVERYTHING, is just like his daddy. He loves his mamma and always wants to snuggle with me, but when Daddy comes home, it is ON! He squeals and runs to the door, jumping up and down "Da-Dee" "Da-Dee"! I told Christopher he better watch out - those little eyes are always watching him and copying him. This is the latest thing the little 'copy cat' has tried to mimic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whatcha reading Da-dee??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNIlMNdxNgI/AAAAAAAABB4/r9cqAmhNK9g/s1600/IMG_6424.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNIlMNdxNgI/AAAAAAAABB4/r9cqAmhNK9g/s320/IMG_6424.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, gotta cross my legs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNIlT1A1v-I/AAAAAAAABB8/1l0z8FBErCU/s1600/IMG_6425.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNIlT1A1v-I/AAAAAAAABB8/1l0z8FBErCU/s320/IMG_6425.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, hold my magazine up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNIlcHiNTMI/AAAAAAAABCA/Zd1a91SWBXA/s1600/IMG_6427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNIlcHiNTMI/AAAAAAAABCA/Zd1a91SWBXA/s320/IMG_6427.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turn the pages every now and then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNIll7H3WXI/AAAAAAAABCE/58xjAGzjbd8/s1600/IMG_6428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNIll7H3WXI/AAAAAAAABCE/58xjAGzjbd8/s320/IMG_6428.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check and make sure I'm doing it right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNIlv2xtqbI/AAAAAAAABCI/eM_9W2f5SOY/s1600/IMG_6429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNIlv2xtqbI/AAAAAAAABCI/eM_9W2f5SOY/s320/IMG_6429.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, this is so much fun and so interesting!! And I'm so big like Da-dee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNIl5t0-yLI/AAAAAAAABCM/cmD1LiQti_U/s1600/IMG_6430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNIl5t0-yLI/AAAAAAAABCM/cmD1LiQti_U/s320/IMG_6430.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even Caroline likes to read magazines on the couch with Da-dee. That equals more time for mommy to cook dinner :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNImCCo7PpI/AAAAAAAABCQ/FbnXeYBzHGA/s1600/IMG_6431.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNImCCo7PpI/AAAAAAAABCQ/FbnXeYBzHGA/s320/IMG_6431.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-8365629808325890243?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/8365629808325890243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=8365629808325890243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/8365629808325890243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/8365629808325890243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-like-daddy.html' title='Just Like Daddy'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TNIlMNdxNgI/AAAAAAAABB4/r9cqAmhNK9g/s72-c/IMG_6424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-4622726790831170523</id><published>2010-10-26T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T21:19:35.404-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkins Everywhere!</title><content type='html'>We went from having no pumpkins (and me pouting about that) to having way more pumpkins than we know what to do with! We always go to Andy's Nursery to pick out our pumpkins and I get lots of cute photos of the kids in their Halloween/Fall clothes. This year, we just couldn't make it up there for several weeks and Christopher ended up not being able to make it with us, so I was pouting that it was the middle of October and I still didn't have any pumpkins. We'll, we finally went to Andy's got our 4 pumpkins - one for each family member. Then, we ended up going to a pumpkin patch about 30 min. outside of Birmingham and came back with 2 more pumpkins. And, the kids have both come home with pumpkins from school, so we now have 8 pumpkins and counting. Rutland is going to be a monkey for Halloween and of course does not want to wear the hood/hat that goes with it. Caroline goes back and forth between Tinkerbell and Snow White. She is allowed to pick any "costume/dress up" in her closet so more power to her. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeAAdbm2RI/AAAAAAAABAI/89JcpoDeH_0/s1600/IMG_6536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeAAdbm2RI/AAAAAAAABAI/89JcpoDeH_0/s320/IMG_6536.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeANaBXPjI/AAAAAAAABAQ/WtfMMF8ZxWo/s1600/IMG_6541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeANaBXPjI/AAAAAAAABAQ/WtfMMF8ZxWo/s320/IMG_6541.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeATFPbXCI/AAAAAAAABAU/MckJydTBB6U/s1600/IMG_6546.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeATFPbXCI/AAAAAAAABAU/MckJydTBB6U/s320/IMG_6546.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeAYDggnpI/AAAAAAAABAY/jhD2aIVBfg4/s1600/IMG_6552.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeAYDggnpI/AAAAAAAABAY/jhD2aIVBfg4/s320/IMG_6552.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rutland thought it was hysterical to first sit on the pumpkins,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeAlwY0OKI/AAAAAAAABAg/pZhLu-USWyQ/s1600/IMG_6586.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeAlwY0OKI/AAAAAAAABAg/pZhLu-USWyQ/s320/IMG_6586.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeAvBJTaJI/AAAAAAAABAk/p_MuUIiUKjM/s1600/IMG_6587.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeAvBJTaJI/AAAAAAAABAk/p_MuUIiUKjM/s320/IMG_6587.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and then try to roll the pumpkins all over the yard,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeA2YVGPEI/AAAAAAAABAo/6AmVVJ8cWzc/s1600/IMG_6595.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeA2YVGPEI/AAAAAAAABAo/6AmVVJ8cWzc/s320/IMG_6595.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and a few attempts to pick up the entire pumpkin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeA9NWQQBI/AAAAAAAABAs/mZj6w-YFxbs/s1600/IMG_6598.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeA9NWQQBI/AAAAAAAABAs/mZj6w-YFxbs/s320/IMG_6598.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBDZ6yeJI/AAAAAAAABAw/0Rt7uQqyjOw/s1600/IMG_6599.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBDZ6yeJI/AAAAAAAABAw/0Rt7uQqyjOw/s320/IMG_6599.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sweet Bella just loves to be wherever the kids are - even if she gets ordered around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBKGGHBuI/AAAAAAAABA0/PpoXUMrINyI/s1600/IMG_6604.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBKGGHBuI/AAAAAAAABA0/PpoXUMrINyI/s320/IMG_6604.jpg" width="241" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBQAaSH7I/AAAAAAAABA4/3x8aZ4cIxLA/s1600/IMG_6620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBQAaSH7I/AAAAAAAABA4/3x8aZ4cIxLA/s320/IMG_6620.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We even went to Boo at the Zoo one night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBasDQRyI/AAAAAAAABA8/x8pMhIiSzMc/s1600/IMG_6630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBasDQRyI/AAAAAAAABA8/x8pMhIiSzMc/s320/IMG_6630.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Snow white meeting snow white mini-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBhpcuKZI/AAAAAAAABBA/l06PRFvjoec/s1600/IMG_6635.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBhpcuKZI/AAAAAAAABBA/l06PRFvjoec/s320/IMG_6635.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBmZa7c6I/AAAAAAAABBE/MSTeRBFGy3Y/s1600/IMG_6636.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBmZa7c6I/AAAAAAAABBE/MSTeRBFGy3Y/s320/IMG_6636.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBsLA84II/AAAAAAAABBI/TzhmlIoYYCU/s1600/IMG_6642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBsLA84II/AAAAAAAABBI/TzhmlIoYYCU/s320/IMG_6642.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rutland LOVED trick-or-treating and LOVED being a big boy walking around the zoo even more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBw6zmXMI/AAAAAAAABBM/a9h2PvANVD0/s1600/IMG_6654.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeBw6zmXMI/AAAAAAAABBM/a9h2PvANVD0/s320/IMG_6654.jpg" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeB0zJEX4I/AAAAAAAABBQ/OhW3_Igi0Zc/s1600/IMG_6656.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeB0zJEX4I/AAAAAAAABBQ/OhW3_Igi0Zc/s320/IMG_6656.jpg" width="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeB5Vhb3pI/AAAAAAAABBU/h1yr-hplUog/s1600/IMG_6660.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeB5Vhb3pI/AAAAAAAABBU/h1yr-hplUog/s320/IMG_6660.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeB9vqcXBI/AAAAAAAABBY/RVb3GgUuEiQ/s1600/IMG_6677.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeB9vqcXBI/AAAAAAAABBY/RVb3GgUuEiQ/s320/IMG_6677.jpg" width="226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeCDYsxyKI/AAAAAAAABBc/z-YQo6JqFl8/s1600/IMG_6683.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeCDYsxyKI/AAAAAAAABBc/z-YQo6JqFl8/s320/IMG_6683.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeCHbyjgDI/AAAAAAAABBg/snOXNhbBitQ/s1600/IMG_6686.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeCHbyjgDI/AAAAAAAABBg/snOXNhbBitQ/s320/IMG_6686.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;One picture with the monkey hat on! Yeah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeCNQ-9sqI/AAAAAAAABBk/tG687klF00g/s1600/IMG_6696.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeCNQ-9sqI/AAAAAAAABBk/tG687klF00g/s320/IMG_6696.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeCTho-LGI/AAAAAAAABBo/drr1d9_BMRY/s1600/IMG_6697.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeCTho-LGI/AAAAAAAABBo/drr1d9_BMRY/s320/IMG_6697.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeCatEuEyI/AAAAAAAABBs/IAwYA_dOpIc/s1600/IMG_6700.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeCatEuEyI/AAAAAAAABBs/IAwYA_dOpIc/s320/IMG_6700.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeCgQR87zI/AAAAAAAABBw/wqnjzwJl6Ds/s1600/IMG_6703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeCgQR87zI/AAAAAAAABBw/wqnjzwJl6Ds/s320/IMG_6703.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sweet brother and sister - these days are slowly becoming a little more frequent.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeClfnVqxI/AAAAAAAABB0/0uKhKfwEUBQ/s1600/IMG_6705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMeClfnVqxI/AAAAAAAABB0/0uKhKfwEUBQ/s320/IMG_6705.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMd9ObiRcII/AAAAAAAAA_k/QjmCGXNjlpA/s1600/IMG_6463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And we changed into Tinkerbell - a little Halloween costume identity crisis.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMd9ObiRcII/AAAAAAAAA_k/QjmCGXNjlpA/s1600/IMG_6463.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMd9ObiRcII/AAAAAAAAA_k/QjmCGXNjlpA/s320/IMG_6463.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-4622726790831170523?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/4622726790831170523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=4622726790831170523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/4622726790831170523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/4622726790831170523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/10/pumpkins-everywhere.html' title='Pumpkins Everywhere!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TMd_Vt-EbFI/AAAAAAAAA_s/GIiTGoQGbN8/s72-c/IMG_6497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-4329101992381624775</id><published>2010-09-23T15:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T21:39:57.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Colors of Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Although it is late September and still 95 degrees, it's officially Fall. I am definitely ready for a change in weather, change in activities, and change of clothes. I got my mums today, school is in full swing, and there is bound to be some relief in temperature soon. When I think of fall, I think of rich orange, red, and yellow colors. Funny thing, I'm also picturing my sweet Rutland's hair color! I can't count the number of people who are starting to notice that Rut Rut is finally getting some hair and that it is coming in "red" or as we gently correct them "strawberry blonde". The other day I was swinging him in the yard, and noticed the little strands of hair blowing in the wind as he went back and forth. I was so proud! He's even started rubbing the top of his head just to feel it. We keep saying that as more hair comes in it will probably turn more blonde, but that is not happening so far. He's been bald for so long, I can't imagine what he will look like with hair! In addition to gaining some locks, at 18 months Rutland is so full speed ahead, it's difficult to keep up with him. He is very fast, especially when he's running AWAY from you, and is fearless, as the newest knot on his head shows. He's frustrated that we don't always understand him, but he is getting better at getting his point across when he needs to. He's quite the little charmer, just like his daddy. We've started disciplining him more and he has quickly learned that a kiss and hug go a long way in getting momma to put that spanking spoon down. I know we have a long way to go, but I look forward to the day when he can be trusted to stay in arms reach in the front yard and will sit almost all the way through dinner at the mexican restaurant. But for now, I love my WILDMAN (and every hair on his head)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu0Xy8wNDI/AAAAAAAAA-M/F7zo4743C4w/s1600/IMG_6298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu0Xy8wNDI/AAAAAAAAA-M/F7zo4743C4w/s320/IMG_6298.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Not looking too red here-makes me think he might be blonde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu0f1I_zBI/AAAAAAAAA-U/vuJ7OtUFFcg/s1600/IMG_6299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu0f1I_zBI/AAAAAAAAA-U/vuJ7OtUFFcg/s320/IMG_6299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Look at all those fly-aways :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu0o41XECI/AAAAAAAAA-c/tnRiuCjK4aw/s1600/IMG_6301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu0o41XECI/AAAAAAAAA-c/tnRiuCjK4aw/s320/IMG_6301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He loves to swing - the higher the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu1ksJ2vNI/AAAAAAAAA_U/-ZKmwl_B0OU/s1600/IMG_6355.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu1ksJ2vNI/AAAAAAAAA_U/-ZKmwl_B0OU/s320/IMG_6355.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;His hair looks more red in this light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu1q70ClSI/AAAAAAAAA_c/QGtriXEzPlM/s1600/IMG_6361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu1q70ClSI/AAAAAAAAA_c/QGtriXEzPlM/s320/IMG_6361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sweet brother and sister!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu0v965F2I/AAAAAAAAA-k/RCsxXdbhEKE/s1600/IMG_6368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu0v965F2I/AAAAAAAAA-k/RCsxXdbhEKE/s1600/IMG_6368.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu0v965F2I/AAAAAAAAA-k/RCsxXdbhEKE/s320/IMG_6368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu09MGoSxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/VaiQA5fvrCo/s1600/IMG_6366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu09MGoSxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/VaiQA5fvrCo/s1600/IMG_6366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu09MGoSxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/VaiQA5fvrCo/s320/IMG_6366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu1CxfOgqI/AAAAAAAAA-0/OZ_dyklv2p0/s1600/IMG_6370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu1CxfOgqI/AAAAAAAAA-0/OZ_dyklv2p0/s1600/IMG_6370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu1CxfOgqI/AAAAAAAAA-0/OZ_dyklv2p0/s320/IMG_6370.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu1ajlOVgI/AAAAAAAAA_M/enPjPJ90tQY/s1600/IMG_6387.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu1ajlOVgI/AAAAAAAAA_M/enPjPJ90tQY/s320/IMG_6387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Check out my latest goose egg - it right on top of the last goose egg that had just started to go away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu1PT7KlzI/AAAAAAAAA-8/ymrWFQ1-OF0/s1600/IMG_6378.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu1PT7KlzI/AAAAAAAAA-8/ymrWFQ1-OF0/s320/IMG_6378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Caroline's first day of school with her teachers Mrs. Anne &amp;amp; Mrs. Libby and sweet friend Tate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu1T2u2E1I/AAAAAAAAA_E/jm5QEWrQAeM/s1600/IMG_6383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TJu1T2u2E1I/AAAAAAAAA_E/jm5QEWrQAeM/s320/IMG_6383.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eating her breakfast in my room before school starts - she does NOT like waking up early!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I have to say, I had no idea the $5 Cinderella book that came with elbow-length gloves and a wedding veil attached to a headband from Walgreens would be her go-to gift. But honey, she wakes up and that is usually the first thing she has to put on. Of course one of her 4 new Disney dress-up gowns is #2 on the list. Dress-up is a BIG part of our day. One of her other FAVORITE birthday presents was the Disney Princess castle pool. While we had to wait a week to use it because of rain/cloudy days, the day we broke it out was over-the-top exciting. We will definitely be deflating our little princess and storing her safely for next summer. She has enjoyed her art easel too, but it's a little harder to find times when Rutland is asleep to use it. He's just in a very "busy" stage (I hope it's a stage) and can NOT be trusted with a crayon yet. We love our Tinkerbell umbrella and use it frequently while sitting on the couch watching TV. It's more for looks than actual functionality of course. More like an accessory. And then there's her big gift - her new bike! I knew going into this gift that we were not very interested/accomplished at riding our "in-like-new condition" tricycle. However, with 3 year old "Bike Day" coming up in the spring, we needed some motivation to learn how to pedal, ride a bike and wear a helmet. She loves the baby doll seat on the back of the bike and the pretty streamers on the handlebars. She's also pretty content to just push her babies around on the bike, or let mommy push her while she "pedals" up to Harris' house, but we are working on it. So far not too much progress though. As usual, some of her most favorite gifts she got for her birthday are books. We read everyday before nap time and every night before bedtime and many times in between. So thank you family and friends for some fun, fun times!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hope the wedding came before the baby and stroller!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlOTKMAAWI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ZIpgtDIioEQ/s1600/IMG_6296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlOTKMAAWI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ZIpgtDIioEQ/s320/IMG_6296.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515025309751050594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We do everything in dress-up clothes - we have lots of alias throughout the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlOSTMyLyI/AAAAAAAAA98/dDMk266pRAE/s1600/IMG_6281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlOSTMyLyI/AAAAAAAAA98/dDMk266pRAE/s320/IMG_6281.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515025294990389026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlNWpRMk0I/AAAAAAAAA90/04IaPFzRq40/s1600/IMG_6280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlNWpRMk0I/AAAAAAAAA90/04IaPFzRq40/s320/IMG_6280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515024270122324802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watching a little Mickey Mouse Clubhouse with my umbrella. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You never know when it might rain :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlNVw6EkeI/AAAAAAAAA9s/HZlyO20lALo/s1600/IMG_6275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlNVw6EkeI/AAAAAAAAA9s/HZlyO20lALo/s320/IMG_6275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515024254992945634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlNVa_j78I/AAAAAAAAA9k/BuKu3RuHxrc/s1600/IMG_6276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlNVa_j78I/AAAAAAAAA9k/BuKu3RuHxrc/s320/IMG_6276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515024249110392770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlNU34yX2I/AAAAAAAAA9c/fstXSsFykzg/s1600/IMG_6278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlNU34yX2I/AAAAAAAAA9c/fstXSsFykzg/s320/IMG_6278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515024239686737762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wearing Snow White and opening her Belle dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlNUDTLJGI/AAAAAAAAA9U/U-3JFCnyBgo/s1600/IMG_6221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlNUDTLJGI/AAAAAAAAA9U/U-3JFCnyBgo/s320/IMG_6221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515024225570333794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still wearing Snow White and opening her art easel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlL7lFj2iI/AAAAAAAAA9M/XE4-oIACMxU/s1600/IMG_6227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlL7lFj2iI/AAAAAAAAA9M/XE4-oIACMxU/s320/IMG_6227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515022705631681058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Closing her eyes before her "big" gift - her bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlL6-FZRmI/AAAAAAAAA9E/cDbH8iAEnFE/s1600/IMG_6243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlL6-FZRmI/AAAAAAAAA9E/cDbH8iAEnFE/s320/IMG_6243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515022695162005090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Putting Minnie in the baby doll seat on her new bike!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlL6jE9ykI/AAAAAAAAA88/nlCaFkmIPMI/s1600/IMG_6250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlL6jE9ykI/AAAAAAAAA88/nlCaFkmIPMI/s320/IMG_6250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515022687912446530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking Minnie for a ride - please note the Tinkerbell shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlL6DPH4xI/AAAAAAAAA80/4d6g4NvdfS8/s1600/IMG_6249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlL6DPH4xI/AAAAAAAAA80/4d6g4NvdfS8/s320/IMG_6249.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515022679365116690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I wub my wedding veil!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlL5qcI6JI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Myertes2UAA/s1600/IMG_6270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlL5qcI6JI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Myertes2UAA/s320/IMG_6270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515022672708823186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlKx6_ZVzI/AAAAAAAAA8k/dJPy0GrO8lg/s1600/IMG_6269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlKx6_ZVzI/AAAAAAAAA8k/dJPy0GrO8lg/s320/IMG_6269.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515021440201086770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Princess Castle Pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christopher was super excited this was going on his finely manicured lawn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlKw5C8xeI/AAAAAAAAA8c/-baO94Tc4Tk/s1600/IMG_6328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlKw5C8xeI/AAAAAAAAA8c/-baO94Tc4Tk/s320/IMG_6328.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515021422499251682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlKwTH6VtI/AAAAAAAAA8U/mSmHM9NlmKA/s1600/IMG_6329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlKwTH6VtI/AAAAAAAAA8U/mSmHM9NlmKA/s320/IMG_6329.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515021412319516370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlKv2XEOnI/AAAAAAAAA8M/PQIUsVak_ns/s1600/IMG_6330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlKv2XEOnI/AAAAAAAAA8M/PQIUsVak_ns/s320/IMG_6330.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515021404598450802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlKvZqyuiI/AAAAAAAAA8E/DfvhBzMU7PA/s1600/IMG_6338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlKvZqyuiI/AAAAAAAAA8E/DfvhBzMU7PA/s320/IMG_6338.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515021396896561698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlIpqcq6JI/AAAAAAAAA78/2RQpz7NWrD4/s1600/IMG_6345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlIpqcq6JI/AAAAAAAAA78/2RQpz7NWrD4/s320/IMG_6345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515019099298261138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rutland could NOT get his footing in this pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He slipped every time he tried to get in and out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlIpAb_USI/AAAAAAAAA70/3FcC_VLpCVk/s1600/IMG_6346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlIpAb_USI/AAAAAAAAA70/3FcC_VLpCVk/s320/IMG_6346.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515019088021115170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlIoC-9mCI/AAAAAAAAA7s/WIpnQEuDjUQ/s1600/IMG_6348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlIoC-9mCI/AAAAAAAAA7s/WIpnQEuDjUQ/s320/IMG_6348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515019071524804642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlInM-1tXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/1VhRyoHE0Ac/s1600/IMG_6349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlInM-1tXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/1VhRyoHE0Ac/s320/IMG_6349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515019057028773234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TIlImqCvjrI/AAAAAAAAA7c/JEw_sX8aSzA/s1600/IMG_6351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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It was sort of nice to have her actual birthday on her party day - all the craziness is over in one day! This year she had a ballerina party at Children's Dance Foundation in Homewood. However if you asked her on any given day, she might tell you she's having a roller coaster party??, a princess party, a jumper party, a popcorn party, a pizza party, or whatever else she was feeling at that moment. So I was a little nervous that she would be disappointed when we actually got to the party. But, the wonderful people at Children's Dance Foundation did not disappoint! At first some of the girls, including Caroline, were a little shy and slow to participate. But once their teacher got started, they had a blast. They have a few minutes to just run around and get some energy out, then there was a man playing the piano, while the teacher did some warm ups with them. Then, she used an Angelina Ballerina book to incorporate dance movements throughout the story. She read a little, which they loved, then stopped to let them practice what Angelina was doing in the book. VERY CUTE! Then we had cake &amp;amp; ice cream, busted a pinyata, and went home! It was perfect and fairly stress free. Thanks to all our sweet family and friends for getting out on such a rainy day to come celebrate Caroline's party. She had the BEST time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline woke up and was ready to put her tutu on first thing - she was wild!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGm0N8iGt9I/AAAAAAAAA7M/ICIcXNK1rTc/s1600/IMG_6167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGm0N8iGt9I/AAAAAAAAA7M/ICIcXNK1rTc/s320/IMG_6167.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506130171117615058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGm0Nvre13I/AAAAAAAAA7E/15Ccf_U5r8U/s1600/IMG_6166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGm0Nvre13I/AAAAAAAAA7E/15Ccf_U5r8U/s320/IMG_6166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506130167667283826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGm0NVfZ83I/AAAAAAAAA68/VfDaZorVd2Q/s1600/IMG_6168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGm0NVfZ83I/AAAAAAAAA68/VfDaZorVd2Q/s320/IMG_6168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506130160637309810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We asked her that morning how old she was, and at first she said 3. But then said, "I'm not 3, I'm 6!" So true - a 6 year old trapped in a 3's body sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGm0MvvdDtI/AAAAAAAAA60/ECNuTFkAs9Y/s1600/IMG_6170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGm0MvvdDtI/AAAAAAAAA60/ECNuTFkAs9Y/s320/IMG_6170.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506130150504074962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGm0MNljt-I/AAAAAAAAA6s/UQ1jGz-eNPM/s1600/IMG_6172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGm0MNljt-I/AAAAAAAAA6s/UQ1jGz-eNPM/s320/IMG_6172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506130141335762914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmw9JgNnWI/AAAAAAAAA58/UOosNUbLNGg/s1600/IMG_6173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmw9JgNnWI/AAAAAAAAA58/UOosNUbLNGg/s320/IMG_6173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506126584006679906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmw74v-7bI/AAAAAAAAA50/s-E4Q5oR0zg/s1600/IMG_6176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmw74v-7bI/AAAAAAAAA50/s-E4Q5oR0zg/s320/IMG_6176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506126562329554354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giving Ellison a big hug when she arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmw6wg0adI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ETvNI_GzgHg/s1600/IMG_6181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmw6wg0adI/AAAAAAAAA5s/ETvNI_GzgHg/s320/IMG_6181.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506126542938597842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glad she loved the birthday crown this year. I never know when it's going to be a struggle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmw5nFRw-I/AAAAAAAAA5k/WgVAJCJKYaM/s1600/IMG_6182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmw5nFRw-I/AAAAAAAAA5k/WgVAJCJKYaM/s320/IMG_6182.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506126523227292642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmw4vY1lYI/AAAAAAAAA5c/yPF8NPyBMJg/s1600/IMG_6185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmw4vY1lYI/AAAAAAAAA5c/yPF8NPyBMJg/s320/IMG_6185.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506126508276946306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please notice who is in the VERY MIDDLE of the circle and LOVING it! Rutland had just as much fun as all the girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmvcmjBy6I/AAAAAAAAA5U/YZZi_b6TWEw/s1600/IMG_6187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmvcmjBy6I/AAAAAAAAA5U/YZZi_b6TWEw/s320/IMG_6187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506124925355805602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmvbgZnNxI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Lqbm-VHN3BE/s1600/IMG_6189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmvbgZnNxI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Lqbm-VHN3BE/s320/IMG_6189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506124906525832978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmvamhH8cI/AAAAAAAAA5E/BDOrwRWpoHo/s1600/IMG_6193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmvamhH8cI/AAAAAAAAA5E/BDOrwRWpoHo/s320/IMG_6193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506124890988081602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline actually let everyone sing "Happy Birthday" to her this year. Major progress!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmvZpr0h3I/AAAAAAAAA48/FP7BDGdHI3o/s1600/IMG_6196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmvZpr0h3I/AAAAAAAAA48/FP7BDGdHI3o/s320/IMG_6196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506124874658383730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmvYpLGrvI/AAAAAAAAA40/FFoGJyo4bmk/s1600/IMG_6201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmvYpLGrvI/AAAAAAAAA40/FFoGJyo4bmk/s320/IMG_6201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506124857341292274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blowing out the candles...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmtSAKAeQI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Jb1uv0uHELQ/s1600/IMG_6200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmtSAKAeQI/AAAAAAAAA4s/Jb1uv0uHELQ/s320/IMG_6200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506122544228366594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking a curtsy after blowing out the candles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmtRo0Jq_I/AAAAAAAAA4k/niuis80O_Tg/s1600/IMG_6202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmtRo0Jq_I/AAAAAAAAA4k/niuis80O_Tg/s320/IMG_6202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506122537962679282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Makes it all worth it!! Love you little bug :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmtRSouuJI/AAAAAAAAA4c/rESqdp9Crx8/s1600/IMG_6204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmtRSouuJI/AAAAAAAAA4c/rESqdp9Crx8/s320/IMG_6204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506122532009195666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmtRHfHvqI/AAAAAAAAA4U/CkKcgnB8fYw/s1600/IMG_6207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmtRHfHvqI/AAAAAAAAA4U/CkKcgnB8fYw/s320/IMG_6207.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506122529016102562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always has to swipe a lick before I cut it - she is notorious for this at other peoples parties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmtQncG1OI/AAAAAAAAA4M/OueuWd440gk/s1600/IMG_6208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmtQncG1OI/AAAAAAAAA4M/OueuWd440gk/s320/IMG_6208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506122520413525218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-3361549772680534086?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/3361549772680534086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=3361549772680534086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3361549772680534086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3361549772680534086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/08/carolines-3rd-birthday.html' title='Caroline&apos;s 3rd Birthday!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGm0N8iGt9I/AAAAAAAAA7M/ICIcXNK1rTc/s72-c/IMG_6167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-9146599058314363834</id><published>2010-08-16T15:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T16:06:30.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Ball Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, we made it through the sweltering heat of t-ball season, and I will say I think Caroline learned a few things about playing a team sport, which is all we really wanted. She had the most patient coach and sweet friends on her team. Her team party was the other night at the park, and they passed out trophies to all the kids. Caroline's trophy is proudly displayed on her dresser in her room. Fun times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmnmVYNTqI/AAAAAAAAA4E/va47OkDmXKA/s1600/IMG_6121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmnmVYNTqI/AAAAAAAAA4E/va47OkDmXKA/s320/IMG_6121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506116296452689570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmnmIrLpOI/AAAAAAAAA38/TqmccX7lT8U/s1600/IMG_6119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmnmIrLpOI/AAAAAAAAA38/TqmccX7lT8U/s320/IMG_6119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506116293042611426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmnluBykqI/AAAAAAAAA30/owHhYPsCD-Q/s1600/IMG_6128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmnluBykqI/AAAAAAAAA30/owHhYPsCD-Q/s320/IMG_6128.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506116285889680034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmnlULPgNI/AAAAAAAAA3s/fv2D_n2EuUs/s1600/IMG_6130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmnlULPgNI/AAAAAAAAA3s/fv2D_n2EuUs/s320/IMG_6130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506116278950002898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmnkwg3DRI/AAAAAAAAA3k/iLUv3QO0_bQ/s1600/IMG_6138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmmmUzaXgI/AAAAAAAAA3E/fgf5hkuaQjU/s320/IMG_6150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506115196786728450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmmlxI5T5I/AAAAAAAAA28/f4EkafJC-Xg/s1600/IMG_6155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmmlxI5T5I/AAAAAAAAA28/f4EkafJC-Xg/s320/IMG_6155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506115187213160338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-9146599058314363834?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/9146599058314363834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=9146599058314363834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/9146599058314363834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/9146599058314363834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/08/t-ball-party.html' title='T-Ball Party'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGmnmVYNTqI/AAAAAAAAA4E/va47OkDmXKA/s72-c/IMG_6121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-3366966089354947701</id><published>2010-08-11T15:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:36:57.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Shear" Terror</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, I come into the den Sunday night after cleaning up the kitchen from dinner and sit down for 2 seconds to catch my breath. I noticed something on the couch...um, that would be my child's hair!! About 4 inches of it!! My mind starts racing - why is her hair on the couch?? Falling out? Brother pulled it out? And I suddenly remember her asking to practice her cutting on some scratch paper. She has used scissors before and is pretty good at cutting (they are safety scissors of course). So, I really didn't worry too much when I drew her several lines and left her at the coffee table to cut while I finished cooking dinner. It never crossed my mind that Caroline would cut her own hair! I panicked when I saw those blonde locks and called for her. She innocently came running. When she saw me holding the hair, she put the brakes on and would not look me in the eye. I had a short break from reality and was just saying over and over "why would you...cut your hair....why...cut hair...why??? She got really upset and started crying. Christopher came to see what all the fuss was about and to snap me back into reality. I put Sissy in my lap and looked at her head to find the missing hair. Luckily, it is a small section. Unluckily, she only left about 1 inch on her head, so it will take a long time to grow back. My mother assured me every child tries at least once to cut their own hair and I should be thankful it's not that bad. Lesson learned - do NOT leave child alone with any scissors!! I guess she wanted to give herself a new style for her birthday party on Saturday :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGMWE-zj3ZI/AAAAAAAAA2s/KQ8JYYqIQks/s1600/IMG_6093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGMWE-zj3ZI/AAAAAAAAA2s/KQ8JYYqIQks/s320/IMG_6093.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504267444411424146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGMWERo9KlI/AAAAAAAAA2k/aZlUGtEQYDA/s1600/IMG_6085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGMWERo9KlI/AAAAAAAAA2k/aZlUGtEQYDA/s320/IMG_6085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504267432287349330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGMWD8J1OmI/AAAAAAAAA2c/av_3DbYxZpU/s1600/IMG_6084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGMWD8J1OmI/AAAAAAAAA2c/av_3DbYxZpU/s320/IMG_6084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504267426519661154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGMWDhvj0qI/AAAAAAAAA2U/L7dkR_nQ4RA/s1600/IMG_6083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGMWDhvj0qI/AAAAAAAAA2U/L7dkR_nQ4RA/s320/IMG_6083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504267419430146722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least it's right in her part, so it sort of blends in with her hair that is pulled back - for now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGMWFTiGIAI/AAAAAAAAA20/qMWki6WASC4/s320/IMG_6097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504267449975316482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-3366966089354947701?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/3366966089354947701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=3366966089354947701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3366966089354947701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3366966089354947701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/08/shear-terror.html' title='&quot;Shear&quot; Terror'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TGMWE-zj3ZI/AAAAAAAAA2s/KQ8JYYqIQks/s72-c/IMG_6093.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-7878605427484960997</id><published>2010-07-27T14:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:17:14.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Casper the Sneaky Ghost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE89Ix_OILI/AAAAAAAAA2M/NMno51J6EPI/s1600/IMG_5987.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We stayed with Christopher's family this weekend in Montgomery (in town for my sister's engagement party - more on that later). Let's just say with 2 boys, Katie is one of the most laid back Mother-in-law's/Grandmothers you can have. She is always so gracious when we come stay with them to let the kids play all over the house and just be kids. So when we hadn't heard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; for a few minutes on Sunday morning, I was concerned, but wasn't too worried about where he was. Christopher went into the kitchen and said, "Mom, don't come in here." My heart sank - I knew it must be bad! When I rounded the corner, this is what we found...to which Katie only said "Oh, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; - silly boy." Bless her soul. She has a really, really clean kitchen floor and rugs now, free of charge!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE8877OitaI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Ak3yPvZA5CE/s1600/IMG_6079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE8877OitaI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Ak3yPvZA5CE/s320/IMG_6079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498680670251300258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Comet is the cleaner of choice today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE887aWIlcI/AAAAAAAAA18/eIhRO3ELUdg/s1600/IMG_6078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE887aWIlcI/AAAAAAAAA18/eIhRO3ELUdg/s320/IMG_6078.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498680661424772546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Casper's&lt;/span&gt; feet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE88677cxwI/AAAAAAAAA10/Qm-ZUQXiWLI/s1600/IMG_6076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE88677cxwI/AAAAAAAAA10/Qm-ZUQXiWLI/s320/IMG_6076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498680653259785986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The entire bottle was empty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE886dXNPiI/AAAAAAAAA1s/bzFEDCKnzhM/s1600/IMG_6075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE886dXNPiI/AAAAAAAAA1s/bzFEDCKnzhM/s320/IMG_6075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498680645054709282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is so funny is that Katie has a picture of Christopher as a baby (probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rutland's&lt;/span&gt; age) looking very similar with baby powder all over his room. Apple does NOT fall far from the tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE885xIGSUI/AAAAAAAAA1k/ohWunH5ulBg/s1600/IMG_6073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE885xIGSUI/AAAAAAAAA1k/ohWunH5ulBg/s320/IMG_6073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498680633180178754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then later that afternoon, this is what I found...a tired little ghost :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE89Ix_OILI/AAAAAAAAA2M/NMno51J6EPI/s1600/IMG_5987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE89Ix_OILI/AAAAAAAAA2M/NMno51J6EPI/s320/IMG_5987.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498680891109417138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2734352523910054823-7878605427484960997?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/7878605427484960997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=7878605427484960997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7878605427484960997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7878605427484960997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/07/casper-sneaky-ghost.html' title='Casper the Sneaky Ghost'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TE8877OitaI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Ak3yPvZA5CE/s72-c/IMG_6079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-530713162570185197</id><published>2010-07-21T15:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T15:53:22.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A rat in the house!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Both my kids love cheddar cheese (what's not to love, right). And they are well trained to get a little bowl from the cabinet to put the cheese in for a snack. SO, in an attempt to occupy my hungry hippos while I got dinner ready, I put Rutland in his chair and gave him some cheese in his bowl - about half full. Obviously I misjudged his arm length and did not even think twice about putting the bag of cheese on the table "near" him. Here's what happened...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He pulled the bag over to his tray and emptied it into his bowl! Guess he needed a little more. This face is saying "Uh oh, I think I'm in trouble"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEda7eOj-kI/AAAAAAAAA1c/rS9zM1JtjcI/s1600/IMG_5982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEda7eOj-kI/AAAAAAAAA1c/rS9zM1JtjcI/s320/IMG_5982.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496461848001903170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This face is saying, "Nah, she's taking my picture and laughing hysterically. If I just smile and laugh too, I'll be too cute to spank!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEda68V3zQI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Cuot26ZOw4M/s1600/IMG_5983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEda68V3zQI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Cuot26ZOw4M/s320/IMG_5983.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496461838905756930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEda6W21GJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/RQEXbloP_6U/s1600/IMG_5984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEda6W21GJI/AAAAAAAAA1M/RQEXbloP_6U/s320/IMG_5984.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496461828843444370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He now realizes I'm about to take it away, so he shoves as much as possible in his mouth before the clean up! Daddy is on diaper duty tomorrow!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEda6LfD_XI/AAAAAAAAA1E/aZsg51DBZBo/s1600/IMG_5986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEda6LfD_XI/AAAAAAAAA1E/aZsg51DBZBo/s320/IMG_5986.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496461825790967154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a little RAT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-530713162570185197?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/530713162570185197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=530713162570185197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/530713162570185197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/530713162570185197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/07/rat-in-house.html' title='A rat in the house!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEda7eOj-kI/AAAAAAAAA1c/rS9zM1JtjcI/s72-c/IMG_5982.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-7069244482602024090</id><published>2010-07-15T13:49:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T09:08:52.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollywood Studios and Breakfast with the Characters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One evening we went to Hollywood Studios. By the time we got there we were all starving, so we shopped around for a restaurant inside the park. There were several that smelled delicious, but all had pretty long waits. So, Pops found us a "Sci-fi Drive-In" themed restaurant that could seat us in "flying saucers" immediately. Oh boy. We walk in and literally, everyone is sitting in old 50's style cars eating dinner facing a huge screen with very strange "oldie movies" playing. In the back, they had little picnic style tables that we soon learned were our "flying saucers". So, hungry and ready to move on to the rest of the park, we decided to try it out. The food was pretty good, and Caroline seemed confused but interested in whatever was playing on the movie screen. They did serve beer and margaritas, so things were looking up :) We finished dinner and tried to hit 2 shows for Caroline - Beauty and the Beast and Little Mermaid. Unfortunately, Beauty and the Beast stopped at 5:30 so we missed her, but Little Mermaid ran until 9:45. We decided to try to squeeze in the 2 adult roller coasters and then head back for the LM. As soon as we got out of the roller coaster I got Caroline in the stroller and my mom and we booked it back to the LM. I swear the wheels on the stroller had smoke coming off of them we were going so fast to make the last show. When we pulled up, the girl was just putting the chain back on the rail and said we had missed it. Could she not have let one more person in?? Poor Caroline was saying (loud enough for her to hear), "Mommy I just want to see Ariel. Please." To which I replied (also loud enough for the girl to hear), "Baby, they won't let us in. Mommy tried to get us here but they told us Ariel had already gone home." So we promised to try to come back another day - didn't happen - and we wearily strolled around the gift shop until the rest of the group got off the last ride. I definitely wish we could have done Hollywood studios again for Caroline. I know those 2 shows would have been great.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following morning we had breakfast with all the characters at Chef Mickey's. This is inside the Contemporary Hotel, which the monorail rides through, and Caroline has begged us to stop in several times on our way to the Magic Kingdom. Well, after the disappointment the night before, I was certain we could make this one happen. She was very excited about just getting to inside the hotel, and when we got to our breakfast table and she started seeing Pluto, Donald, Goofy, Minnie, and Mickey walking around from table to table, she was ready to meet them all. Goofy was the last one to stop by, and in her defense, he was very tall. So she was a little uncertain about him, but it was pretty good food and a great place to see all the characters up close and personal. The only one we really missed out on was Daisy. She was VERY hard to find. A great excuse to go back, right!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Caroline and I posing for a picture in front of the Mrs. Piggy fountain at Hollywood Studios. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBlZ6TY6LI/AAAAAAAAA00/We57CHhb7nI/s1600/IMG_5830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBlZ6TY6LI/AAAAAAAAA00/We57CHhb7nI/s320/IMG_5830.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494503041213720754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a picture of us waiting for our "flying saucer" tables at the Sci-fi restaurant. My mom french braided Caroline's hair that afternoon b/c we didn't have time to dry it before we left. She loved it and thought she was so big girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBlZYvoICI/AAAAAAAAA0s/i0FuY-VNwew/s1600/IMG_5833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBlZYvoICI/AAAAAAAAA0s/i0FuY-VNwew/s320/IMG_5833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494503032205352994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These next few are all at the character breakfast at Chef Mickey's restaurant inside the Contemporary Hotel. It was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBlZCDluRI/AAAAAAAAA0k/-Lkm4BBgKLE/s1600/IMG_5836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBlZCDluRI/AAAAAAAAA0k/-Lkm4BBgKLE/s320/IMG_5836.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494503026115066130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBlYi77ZAI/AAAAAAAAA0c/GYjQ9AerRY8/s1600/IMG_5840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBlYi77ZAI/AAAAAAAAA0c/GYjQ9AerRY8/s320/IMG_5840.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494503017761432578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBkRbUXQwI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0b1Xf-tJuao/s1600/IMG_5845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBkRbUXQwI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0b1Xf-tJuao/s320/IMG_5845.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494501795945726722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBkQ-YVLQI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Ecqu0xciYAc/s1600/IMG_5847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBkQ-YVLQI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Ecqu0xciYAc/s320/IMG_5847.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494501788177739010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBkQDUYaGI/AAAAAAAAA0E/znu2q1Qp9CI/s1600/IMG_5851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBkQDUYaGI/AAAAAAAAA0E/znu2q1Qp9CI/s320/IMG_5851.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494501772323481698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBkPv9E3WI/AAAAAAAAAz8/HM27XMbzuhA/s1600/IMG_5856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBkPv9E3WI/AAAAAAAAAz8/HM27XMbzuhA/s320/IMG_5856.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494501767125458274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for Mickey to come to our table...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBkPCPJF7I/AAAAAAAAAz0/o8SVamft3pc/s1600/IMG_5859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBkPCPJF7I/AAAAAAAAAz0/o8SVamft3pc/s320/IMG_5859.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494501754853201842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBjKrku6wI/AAAAAAAAAzs/kwftEpmIl4o/s1600/IMG_5862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBjKrku6wI/AAAAAAAAAzs/kwftEpmIl4o/s320/IMG_5862.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494500580538641154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not very sure about Goofy...Had to get the lovey out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBjKJfoQsI/AAAAAAAAAzk/qM5VNpqUzgw/s1600/IMG_5869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBjKJfoQsI/AAAAAAAAAzk/qM5VNpqUzgw/s320/IMG_5869.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494500571390427842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Definitely not letting go of Daddy. Might be pulling a layer of skin off his chin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBjJp_cr3I/AAAAAAAAAzc/naYjkPtpEPA/s1600/IMG_5870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBjJp_cr3I/AAAAAAAAAzc/naYjkPtpEPA/s320/IMG_5870.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494500562933952370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In front of the restaurant before we left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBjJbp3Z3I/AAAAAAAAAzU/uenvOsLMOyQ/s1600/IMG_5873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBjJbp3Z3I/AAAAAAAAAzU/uenvOsLMOyQ/s320/IMG_5873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494500559085332338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBjItZa77I/AAAAAAAAAzM/Njv-4-fx8sI/s1600/IMG_5875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBjItZa77I/AAAAAAAAAzM/Njv-4-fx8sI/s320/IMG_5875.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494500546668326834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-7069244482602024090?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/7069244482602024090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=7069244482602024090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7069244482602024090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7069244482602024090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/07/hollywood-studios-and-breakfast-with.html' title='Hollywood Studios and Breakfast with the Characters'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TEBlZ6TY6LI/AAAAAAAAA00/We57CHhb7nI/s72-c/IMG_5830.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-9084708967371921506</id><published>2010-07-10T21:54:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T13:46:36.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Kingdom Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Day 2 of the Magic Kingdom began bright and early with just enough drizzle to be annoying, but it did make it cool. We finally got to see the main attraction - Mickey and Minnie. The first thing you should know is that Caroline is NOT a morning person. She probably would have slept until 10 that morning had we not drug her out of the bed . Therefore, trying to get her revved up to stand in line to see Mickey &amp;amp; Minnie was not pretty. She moaned and groaned the whole time we waited (about 20 minutes) in line. But, once she saw them up close, those eyes got big and she couldn't hide the smiles anymore. It was off to the races after that. We saw Donald, Goofy, and Woody/Jesse from Toy Story, rode some more rides, and finally saw the afternoon parade with ALL the Disney characters you can imagine. She was blown away. We got to do and see most everything we wanted in the Magic Kingdom, but I could have used one more day to do our favorites again. Here are some of our Day 2 pictures....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to go inside Minnie's house and see all of her things. This happened before Caroline's required 2 hr. warm up, so she was not as thrilled as I had hoped she would be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzOkGZBBiI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ajYv9KeJBqA/s1600/IMG_5771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzOkGZBBiI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ajYv9KeJBqA/s320/IMG_5771.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493492765071312418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, but then we saw Minnie herself and boy she changed on a dime! All smiles and hugs after that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzOjtOXfbI/AAAAAAAAAy8/om9xc_KMqNs/s1600/IMG_5777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzOjtOXfbI/AAAAAAAAAy8/om9xc_KMqNs/s320/IMG_5777.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493492758315761074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzOiw4SHII/AAAAAAAAAy0/dzAdcGp3-s8/s1600/IMG_5781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzOiw4SHII/AAAAAAAAAy0/dzAdcGp3-s8/s320/IMG_5781.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493492742117006466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzKNDzZJzI/AAAAAAAAAys/qQJOYU3dDYc/s1600/IMG_5784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzKNDzZJzI/AAAAAAAAAys/qQJOYU3dDYc/s320/IMG_5784.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493487971193136946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a little playground for the kids to play on and she LOVED this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzKMrGvCgI/AAAAAAAAAyk/6L6rLCL8qco/s1600/IMG_5787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzKMrGvCgI/AAAAAAAAAyk/6L6rLCL8qco/s320/IMG_5787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493487964563376642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzKLuilETI/AAAAAAAAAyc/U4wBGKLBR_M/s1600/IMG_5790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzKLuilETI/AAAAAAAAAyc/U4wBGKLBR_M/s320/IMG_5790.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493487948305600818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meeting Donald Duck in Frontierland. Little boys would LOVE this part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzKLNqIWxI/AAAAAAAAAyU/WVP498IkabY/s1600/IMG_5792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzKLNqIWxI/AAAAAAAAAyU/WVP498IkabY/s320/IMG_5792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493487939478903570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzKKfKdMQI/AAAAAAAAAyM/_tSFULP5WRI/s1600/IMG_5795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzKKfKdMQI/AAAAAAAAAyM/_tSFULP5WRI/s320/IMG_5795.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493487926998020354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Riding Aladdin's Magic Carpet Ride - one of her favorites! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzGtLRnzmI/AAAAAAAAAyE/XLrBCyvb0Yg/s1600/IMG_5802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzGtLRnzmI/AAAAAAAAAyE/XLrBCyvb0Yg/s320/IMG_5802.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493484124908277346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzGsyR3m9I/AAAAAAAAAx8/7ynlQLFXWzs/s1600/IMG_5804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzGsyR3m9I/AAAAAAAAAx8/7ynlQLFXWzs/s320/IMG_5804.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493484118198426578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzGsJDnvWI/AAAAAAAAAx0/636252RM0a8/s1600/IMG_5808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzGsJDnvWI/AAAAAAAAAx0/636252RM0a8/s320/IMG_5808.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493484107132812642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meeting Goofy outside the Pirate of the Carribian ride. She sat this ride out and got to see Goofy while Pops, Ash, Daddy, and Mommy rode the ride. Smart choice - she would have been terrified!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzGrSEHgjI/AAAAAAAAAxs/SWdI0yXhEaY/s1600/IMG_5814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzGrSEHgjI/AAAAAAAAAxs/SWdI0yXhEaY/s320/IMG_5814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493484092370944562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waving to all the characters in the afternoon parade. This is a great thing to do at least one time because you get to see so many of the characters you don't see around the park. She loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzGql0p2GI/AAAAAAAAAxk/WlU3F-k9-nI/s1600/IMG_5815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzGql0p2GI/AAAAAAAAAxk/WlU3F-k9-nI/s320/IMG_5815.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493484080494925922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-9084708967371921506?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/9084708967371921506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=9084708967371921506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/9084708967371921506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/9084708967371921506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/07/magic-kingdom-day-2.html' title='Magic Kingdom Day 2'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDzOkGZBBiI/AAAAAAAAAzE/ajYv9KeJBqA/s72-c/IMG_5771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-1236762515077959266</id><published>2010-07-08T16:13:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:53:43.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella's Royal Table Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hands down the best thing we did or saw was the dinner with the princesses at Cinderella's castle inside the Magic Kingdom. You have to make reservations for this FAR in advance and it is not cheap, BUT so worth the money and I will do it again next time we go! Dressed in full Cinderella gear - dress, new light up shoes, wand, and crown - we had a 7:00 reservation, and with some questionable weather I was a little afraid they might cancel it. After the sweet Disney rep. reassured me that "Cinderella is always home", we headed out with our little princess and our ponchos. Just getting to look inside the castle was so exciting to Caroline. When we walked in the first thing we did was meet Cinderella and get our picture taken with her(2 professional pictures were "included" in our dinner). Caroline was star-struck and let us take as many pictures as we wanted. Then when we were seated for our dinner (which was delicious!), one by one, each princess was introduced and then came into the room to greet her guests. She came by each table, made some small-talk, asked questions, and took pictures and signed autographs. At the very end, they had a "wishing ceremony" where you got to make a special wish with you wishing star. I think Caroline's wish was to spend every night in the castle with her "new friends".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Warming up our wand before we went inside the castle for dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDksA_GmdkI/AAAAAAAAAxc/ygdDBKnayB8/s1600/IMG_5708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDksA_GmdkI/AAAAAAAAAxc/ygdDBKnayB8/s320/IMG_5708.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492469616005772866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDksAfgZjNI/AAAAAAAAAxU/QZsvW6EmXzE/s1600/IMG_5714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDksAfgZjNI/AAAAAAAAAxU/QZsvW6EmXzE/s320/IMG_5714.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492469607524043986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meeting Cinderella for the 1st time. Caroline showed her the new glass slippers she got in the hotel room and thanked her. She told her they were a little too big. Cinderella didn't miss a beat and responded, "I have a hard time keeping my glass slippers on too."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkr_p9fUeI/AAAAAAAAAxM/bHYbjCKNl8M/s1600/IMG_5721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkr_p9fUeI/AAAAAAAAAxM/bHYbjCKNl8M/s320/IMG_5721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492469593150542306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkr_ILzMbI/AAAAAAAAAxE/dmPiIJf-H74/s1600/IMG_5727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkr_ILzMbI/AAAAAAAAAxE/dmPiIJf-H74/s320/IMG_5727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492469584083759538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More wand waving before we were seated for our dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkr-v2Th8I/AAAAAAAAAw8/KxMz_FQyv3k/s1600/IMG_5731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkr-v2Th8I/AAAAAAAAAw8/KxMz_FQyv3k/s320/IMG_5731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492469577551153090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first princess was announced and it was...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkqw_-4GoI/AAAAAAAAAw0/wiUTy_UIg3M/s1600/IMG_5739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkqw_-4GoI/AAAAAAAAAw0/wiUTy_UIg3M/s320/IMG_5739.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492468241852275330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SNOW WHITE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkqwdr23II/AAAAAAAAAws/Vds7qbozRUI/s1600/IMG_5743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkqwdr23II/AAAAAAAAAws/Vds7qbozRUI/s320/IMG_5743.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492468232645696642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second princess coming in the room, and it is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkqv5FAt3I/AAAAAAAAAwk/SMNqI3FaFp0/s1600/IMG_5745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkqv5FAt3I/AAAAAAAAAwk/SMNqI3FaFp0/s320/IMG_5745.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492468222819088242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sleeping Beauty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkqvTY0h4I/AAAAAAAAAwc/yoO9D12a5ng/s1600/IMG_5748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkqvTY0h4I/AAAAAAAAAwc/yoO9D12a5ng/s320/IMG_5748.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492468212701628290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkqux8i2eI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Y34tmp5pKYE/s1600/IMG_5751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkqux8i2eI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Y34tmp5pKYE/s320/IMG_5751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492468203724659170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Ariel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkprnVrANI/AAAAAAAAAwM/TqiC-EXmLj0/s1600/IMG_5757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkprnVrANI/AAAAAAAAAwM/TqiC-EXmLj0/s320/IMG_5757.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492467049826025682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkprGAGubI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Ja06NwQx6qg/s1600/IMG_5754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkprGAGubI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Ja06NwQx6qg/s320/IMG_5754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492467040877197746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Belle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkpqs3n-yI/AAAAAAAAAv8/s1ql28RGOK0/s1600/IMG_5759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkpqs3n-yI/AAAAAAAAAv8/s1ql28RGOK0/s320/IMG_5759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492467034130742050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkpqLvcF1I/AAAAAAAAAv0/eB_mNVHPRm4/s1600/IMG_5764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkpqLvcF1I/AAAAAAAAAv0/eB_mNVHPRm4/s320/IMG_5764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492467025238038354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally getting to wave her new wand for this wishing ceremony. She is definitely a professional wand waver after our trip. Maybe she can get that wand to help her pick up her room at home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkppSRVZSI/AAAAAAAAAvs/NvmkFPSZee4/s1600/IMG_5767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDkppSRVZSI/AAAAAAAAAvs/NvmkFPSZee4/s320/IMG_5767.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492467009810949410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/2734352523910054823-1236762515077959266?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/1236762515077959266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=1236762515077959266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1236762515077959266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1236762515077959266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/07/cinderellas-royal-table-dinner.html' title='Cinderella&apos;s Royal Table Dinner'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDksA_GmdkI/AAAAAAAAAxc/ygdDBKnayB8/s72-c/IMG_5708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-158228428473563349</id><published>2010-07-07T21:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T16:10:44.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It IS a Magic Kingdom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Over the 4th we took Caroline to Disney World with my parents, sister, and grandmother. To say the she had a great time is an understatement. It was priceless to see the shock and wonder on her face every time she saw something new. We spent 5 days in Disney and visited the Magic Kingdom, Animal Kingdom, and Hollywood Studios. I could have used 1 or 2 more days to fit in all the "I want to come back to this" things we missed. Christopher's sweet parents kept Rutland for us, and after seeing the screaming, hot, miserable toddlers dragged through Disney, I know we made the right decision in not taking him this go around. He will definitely get his day though! Remarkably, the weather was pretty bearable for early July. Although we carried ponchos and umbrella's everyday, the occasional sprinkle and cloud cover kept the temperature in the 80's. Despite the sometimes very late nights and early mornings, Caroline hung in there every day. We are so thankful we got to spend this time with our little princess. :) Because we have SO many photos, I'm going to try to split them up and will fill in any details in the captions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When we got to our room, Cinderella had a special surprise for Caroline sitting on our bed. She opened it and was shocked to find her very own pair of light up glass slippers. She wore them whenever we were in our room and the night we went to Cinderella's castle for dinner. She wore them with her Cinderella costume!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY5NQyoV8I/AAAAAAAAAvk/LrVdUsfYH7Q/s1600/IMG_5608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY5NQyoV8I/AAAAAAAAAvk/LrVdUsfYH7Q/s320/IMG_5608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491639695633307586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY5M3ctdVI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zoe7Y57nOmA/s1600/IMG_5613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY5M3ctdVI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zoe7Y57nOmA/s320/IMG_5613.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491639688830481746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That Cinderella is so sneaky!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY5MZX2KTI/AAAAAAAAAvU/VBRXlTi1RpI/s1600/IMG_5616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY5MZX2KTI/AAAAAAAAAvU/VBRXlTi1RpI/s320/IMG_5616.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491639680757016882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This was Caroline's first "Mickey" sighting. The statue was in our hotel and she had to go climb all over every time we came home or left the hotel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY4mLvw6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/vMdt2MYTUYY/s1600/IMG_5622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY4mLvw6bI/AAAAAAAAAvM/vMdt2MYTUYY/s320/IMG_5622.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491639024264210866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This was Caroline's preferred mode of transportation around Disney. Her Daddy said he had to be in the best shape of his life after carrying her around 24/7! I told him that was not something to be proud of - we were only there 5 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY4lo-JPlI/AAAAAAAAAvE/KwGZQUseC_M/s1600/IMG_5627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY4lo-JPlI/AAAAAAAAAvE/KwGZQUseC_M/s320/IMG_5627.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491639014929284690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pops also got a few turns as Caroline's chaufer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY4lTdZa5I/AAAAAAAAAu8/7n1YFOom26c/s1600/IMG_5635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY4lTdZa5I/AAAAAAAAAu8/7n1YFOom26c/s320/IMG_5635.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491639009154788242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our first "character" encounter was with the Stepmother and stepsisters from Cinderella. I wasn't sure how things would go, but she couldn't wait to get up there with them and pose for a picture. She figured things out pretty quickly and there was no stopping her after that. We quickly found a souvenier shop (wasn't very hard) and got an autograph book they could all sign. She really liked that too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY4kjAGLqI/AAAAAAAAAu0/vJw3oshvTXE/s1600/IMG_5639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY4kjAGLqI/AAAAAAAAAu0/vJw3oshvTXE/s320/IMG_5639.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491638996146990754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Per the fabulous book I had, Dumbo was our first ride b/c the wait gets so long. We probably waited about 20 minutes for it and she loved it. It was probably her favorite ride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY4kCJsCXI/AAAAAAAAAus/AoAUSr13tPY/s1600/IMG_5650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY4kCJsCXI/AAAAAAAAAus/AoAUSr13tPY/s320/IMG_5650.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491638987328850290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rode the carousel next - she loved it, but didn't feel the need to ride twice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY3Xppe6OI/AAAAAAAAAuk/lXSyWObUejU/s1600/IMG_5667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY3Xppe6OI/AAAAAAAAAuk/lXSyWObUejU/s320/IMG_5667.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491637675081263330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Met Mary Poppins and Burt - she loves this movie so this was a great surprise&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY3XKXAH0I/AAAAAAAAAuc/BnacxdBjGGQ/s1600/IMG_5670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY3XKXAH0I/AAAAAAAAAuc/BnacxdBjGGQ/s320/IMG_5670.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491637666682249026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As we were leaving the park to take naps, we came across a wonderful character show in front of the castle - the look speaks for itself! She was amazed to see all the characters on the stage. This was also her first Minnie/Mickey/Donald sighting. Then all the princesses came out with their princes! Lots of fireworks/sparklers in the show too which was exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY3WiKTr-I/AAAAAAAAAuU/HzL6kJ_VaBs/s1600/IMG_5688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY3WiKTr-I/AAAAAAAAAuU/HzL6kJ_VaBs/s320/IMG_5688.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491637655891587042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY3VUbNgHI/AAAAAAAAAuM/VgvYQmmdJPw/s1600/IMG_5695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY3VUbNgHI/AAAAAAAAAuM/VgvYQmmdJPw/s320/IMG_5695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491637635024519282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;S&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;taying cool with Me-Maw's fan - thanks Me-Maw. Christopher said he had a few close calls with the fan while Caroline was riding on his shoulders. He got buzzed more than once!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY3Uoh3feI/AAAAAAAAAuE/TZWTgAWIE94/s1600/IMG_5700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY3Uoh3feI/AAAAAAAAAuE/TZWTgAWIE94/s320/IMG_5700.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491637623241276898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-158228428473563349?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/158228428473563349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=158228428473563349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/158228428473563349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/158228428473563349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-is-magic-kingdom.html' title='It IS a Magic Kingdom!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TDY5NQyoV8I/AAAAAAAAAvk/LrVdUsfYH7Q/s72-c/IMG_5608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-1074579507609595380</id><published>2010-06-28T14:45:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:53:18.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;We were at the beach last week from Saturday through Wednesday and it was so nice! Since Rutland was an itty-bitty last summer we didn't make it to the beach at all, so we were determined to have some vacation time this summer. We went with our good friends the Crumptons and their two boys, Harris (3) and Miller (almost 2). We stayed in Seacrest beach in a house right on the beach, which was awesome with all the little ones and multiple trips to and from the house. My only complaint was that our house had NO, NONE, NADA blinds on the many windows!! Only these tissue like curtains, which means that all the kids (except Miller who is a freak of nature - he's such a good sleeper) were up when the sun came up. Because we didn't have a pool, we came prepared with 3 baby pools and 200 ft. of hose so that we could fill up the pools on the beach. It worked out perfectly and we had a wonderful time. Here are some photos!! (I know there are a lot more of Rutland than Caroline, but she did not want her picture taken most of the time, and she actually stayed under the tent a lot or in a chair eating a snack, so not as much going on with her. Rutland on the other hand NEVER sits still!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkJt1N_U8I/AAAAAAAAAt8/UK9qtj2YgXs/s1600/IMG_5519.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkJtOygxOI/AAAAAAAAAt0/I7CnIfx7lSg/s1600/IMG_5443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkJtOygxOI/AAAAAAAAAt0/I7CnIfx7lSg/s320/IMG_5443.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487928293596382434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkJsSeqdTI/AAAAAAAAAtk/L79mvX4su8g/s1600/IMG_5271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkJsSeqdTI/AAAAAAAAAtk/L79mvX4su8g/s320/IMG_5271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487928277407003954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So prissy - did NOT like the seaweed in the ocean or washed up on the beach. The only way we could coax her into the ocean was if we promised to carry her! She stayed under then tent eating a snack or played in the pool most of the time. Can't say I blamed her though - Mommy doesn't do seaweed either&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkJr4Ks6oI/AAAAAAAAAtc/LVmEvL_JzXQ/s1600/IMG_5254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkJr4Ks6oI/AAAAAAAAAtc/LVmEvL_JzXQ/s320/IMG_5254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487928270343957122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkHeWJfKRI/AAAAAAAAAtU/_GQPSGFXHJI/s1600/IMG_5530.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkHdzf66iI/AAAAAAAAAtM/5hk4kTuYqYQ/s1600/IMG_5507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkHdzf66iI/AAAAAAAAAtM/5hk4kTuYqYQ/s320/IMG_5507.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487925829549353506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rutland on the other hand LOVED the ocean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkHdki_0SI/AAAAAAAAAtE/S9MVyM4C_jM/s1600/IMG_5481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkHdki_0SI/AAAAAAAAAtE/S9MVyM4C_jM/s320/IMG_5481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487925825535725858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkHdNBk7OI/AAAAAAAAAs8/dPSo8szmCOs/s1600/IMG_5469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkHdNBk7OI/AAAAAAAAAs8/dPSo8szmCOs/s320/IMG_5469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487925819221535970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkHcZxKyAI/AAAAAAAAAs0/CwWgRyOWul8/s1600/IMG_5463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkHcZxKyAI/AAAAAAAAAs0/CwWgRyOWul8/s320/IMG_5463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487925805462505474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is for all of those blind people that thought Rutland looked like me - here is where his genes came from!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkFIJjxeLI/AAAAAAAAAss/2aUfREW-rfY/s1600/IMG_5474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkFIJjxeLI/AAAAAAAAAss/2aUfREW-rfY/s320/IMG_5474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487923258490714290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can claim some of this one :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkFHSbdBEI/AAAAAAAAAsk/J5axiTLmEZE/s1600/IMG_5452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkFHSbdBEI/AAAAAAAAAsk/J5axiTLmEZE/s320/IMG_5452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487923243691869250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Think how big we must all look to these little guys - so sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkFG8px5rI/AAAAAAAAAsc/GGcuVbfJ_6o/s1600/IMG_5451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkFG8px5rI/AAAAAAAAAsc/GGcuVbfJ_6o/s320/IMG_5451.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487923237846378162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkFGquBcFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/HgtO9wBMq-Y/s1600/IMG_5405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkFGquBcFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/HgtO9wBMq-Y/s320/IMG_5405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487923233032335442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkD2rsQsJI/AAAAAAAAAsE/7noEjj3h2ww/s1600/IMG_5393.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkD2MC9zSI/AAAAAAAAAr8/dTE1FhKp4VM/s1600/IMG_5377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkD2MC9zSI/AAAAAAAAAr8/dTE1FhKp4VM/s320/IMG_5377.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487921850409143586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkD1527m0I/AAAAAAAAAr0/8qLpBpLIEsw/s1600/IMG_5372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkD1527m0I/AAAAAAAAAr0/8qLpBpLIEsw/s320/IMG_5372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487921845526829890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little sand never hut anyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkD1QqvY7I/AAAAAAAAArs/-eJRbE7xhz8/s1600/IMG_5371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkD1QqvY7I/AAAAAAAAArs/-eJRbE7xhz8/s320/IMG_5371.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487921834469843890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkD06aPbOI/AAAAAAAAArk/FzYyqsHJRAc/s1600/IMG_5369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkD06aPbOI/AAAAAAAAArk/FzYyqsHJRAc/s320/IMG_5369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487921828495060194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkB5xMY0zI/AAAAAAAAArc/eZ8qWM6FTGE/s1600/IMG_5312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkB5xMY0zI/AAAAAAAAArc/eZ8qWM6FTGE/s320/IMG_5312.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487919712897127218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rutland and Miller played with the hose more than any toy we brought to the beach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkB4-D1INI/AAAAAAAAArU/oFNNciGqej4/s1600/IMG_5347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkB4-D1INI/AAAAAAAAArU/oFNNciGqej4/s320/IMG_5347.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487919699171025106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a sweet bunch - just a little wild!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkB4dnmvsI/AAAAAAAAArM/IO-oumZmU6g/s1600/IMG_5311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkB4dnmvsI/AAAAAAAAArM/IO-oumZmU6g/s320/IMG_5311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487919690462707394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkB32rQstI/AAAAAAAAArE/YaFzoqP9984/s1600/IMG_5296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkB32rQstI/AAAAAAAAArE/YaFzoqP9984/s320/IMG_5296.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487919680009056978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkB3joyzxI/AAAAAAAAAq8/UZ_M9GFEhl0/s1600/IMG_5294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkB3joyzxI/AAAAAAAAAq8/UZ_M9GFEhl0/s320/IMG_5294.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487919674898435858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkAqMqA9hI/AAAAAAAAAq0/fYfDDktuH28/s1600/IMG_5290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkAqMqA9hI/AAAAAAAAAq0/fYfDDktuH28/s320/IMG_5290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487918345879614994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkApj1xQ3I/AAAAAAAAAqs/ELGOMfZsH_8/s1600/IMG_5287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkApj1xQ3I/AAAAAAAAAqs/ELGOMfZsH_8/s320/IMG_5287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487918334923064178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkApaYkFxI/AAAAAAAAAqk/z8ercN0Ctf4/s1600/IMG_5283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkApaYkFxI/AAAAAAAAAqk/z8ercN0Ctf4/s320/IMG_5283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487918332384646930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkAo3xVMFI/AAAAAAAAAqc/yfDEq8FUkdI/s1600/IMG_5273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkAo3xVMFI/AAAAAAAAAqc/yfDEq8FUkdI/s320/IMG_5273.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487918323093286994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is our set up - looking down from the deck on the house. The baby pools were NOT just for the kiddos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkAobyaThI/AAAAAAAAAqU/0INT6aqqLK4/s1600/IMG_5252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkAobyaThI/AAAAAAAAAqU/0INT6aqqLK4/s320/IMG_5252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487918315581623826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-1074579507609595380?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/1074579507609595380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=1074579507609595380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1074579507609595380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1074579507609595380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-life.html' title='The Good Life'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TCkJtOygxOI/AAAAAAAAAt0/I7CnIfx7lSg/s72-c/IMG_5443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-591382252492615751</id><published>2010-06-08T21:53:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T22:41:34.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Following in Mama's Footsteps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caroline had her first t-ball game tonight. She is playing with a few friends from her school through the YMCA 3-4 year old co-ed program. We were assured by her teacher Mrs. Bethany, whose husband is coaching, that it is a very laid back, "just for fun" program. Daisy picking, cartwheels, and digging in dirt are permitted and expected. They had 1 practice (which went about as expected - lots of playing and not wanting to participate in any sort of organized sport) and their first game was tonight. First hurdle was getting her to put on her black team shirt - she didn't like the color and wanted to wear her cinderella dress and rain boots - duh mommy! Second hurdle was getting her to put the matching black baseball hat on with it- no dice on this one and she wasn't budging. I really didn't fight her on it - the hot pink ribbon was cuter anyway. Third hurdle was to get her to put on her pink/purple glove that Aunt Allison gave her. She wore it some but found it much easier to just pick up the ball with her hands, so Mommy ended up carrying it around most of the night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents were welcome on the field to try to keep the kids out there and to make sure there was minimal fighting over who got to field the ball. Caroline had several moments where she was beat out by a fellow team mate to the grounder and proceeded to pout through the next 2 hitters. I will let the pictures speak for themselves on how the game went. I am so thankful her coach is VERY patient and doesn't mind repeating himself or my child's name twenty times. On the ride home, Caroline said she had a great time and was ready to but her "ballet" on at home - that means her ballet shoes and recital costume! No tom-boy yet. But I'm so glad she's getting the experience of team sports. Rutland had the best time of all and was on the field many times, when he wasn't playing in the dirt with half of Caroline's team. We were all VERY hot, tired, and stinky when we got home. I happy to report, while there were many tears tonight (my child and about 3 others) all the kids had a great time and hopefully learned a little bit before the next game. At least it gets all of us out of the house and lets the kids run around for an hour before bedtime. That spells HOMERUN to me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At home getting ready to leave for the game - note the glove is at least in her hand, but no hat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8IkEa3DZI/AAAAAAAAAqM/HY70w7rBP5w/s1600/IMG_5210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8IkEa3DZI/AAAAAAAAAqM/HY70w7rBP5w/s320/IMG_5210.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480608687287897490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All smiles and excited to get to the game :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8IZrPB8UI/AAAAAAAAAqE/_-hqoBy87cg/s1600/IMG_5214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8IZrPB8UI/AAAAAAAAAqE/_-hqoBy87cg/s320/IMG_5214.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480608508728701250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Both teams held hands and said a prayer before the game started. It was so sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8IZCiXFzI/AAAAAAAAAp8/7J0LOOZ9-IE/s1600/IMG_5217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8IZCiXFzI/AAAAAAAAAp8/7J0LOOZ9-IE/s320/IMG_5217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480608497803925298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rutland sat with Mary Carter for about the first 10 minutes of the game, until he realized there was a huge open area to run around in. His bottom did not hit the ground again for an hour until we put him in his carseat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8IYU9B8SI/AAAAAAAAAp0/3IT07OoqZhk/s1600/IMG_5221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8IYU9B8SI/AAAAAAAAAp0/3IT07OoqZhk/s320/IMG_5221.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480608485567754530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline's first at bat - daddy had to coax her to the tee. We had to tell her she would "loose her turn" and she came running. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8IXTAQ2rI/AAAAAAAAAps/u5xOBrZc02c/s1600/IMG_5224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8IXTAQ2rI/AAAAAAAAAps/u5xOBrZc02c/s320/IMG_5224.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480608467864574642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acting like she didn't want to hit - but she did end up hitting a little grounder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8IW2B36oI/AAAAAAAAApk/F0NlV6Rhp0s/s1600/IMG_5225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8IW2B36oI/AAAAAAAAApk/F0NlV6Rhp0s/s320/IMG_5225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480608460086700674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She did NOT want to run to first base. Christopher tried to turn her in the right direction, but she wasn't having it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8Fr_uTxeI/AAAAAAAAApU/3HiD-uRVQSw/s1600/IMG_5227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8Fr_uTxeI/AAAAAAAAApU/3HiD-uRVQSw/s320/IMG_5227.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480605524931364322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her team was batting while Caroline &amp;amp; Tate were playing with a baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8Frc8GRII/AAAAAAAAApM/G4V8GS6iIFc/s1600/IMG_5229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8Frc8GRII/AAAAAAAAApM/G4V8GS6iIFc/s320/IMG_5229.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480605515593958530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again, the game is still going on, but Caroline, Rutland, and Grace are loving some dirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8Fqg0KrhI/AAAAAAAAApE/-l-4-Yf9tSk/s1600/IMG_5236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8Fqg0KrhI/AAAAAAAAApE/-l-4-Yf9tSk/s320/IMG_5236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480605499454565906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second at bat went much better. She has a great hit and did run in the general direction of first base. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8FpoBrJLI/AAAAAAAAAo8/2oKt0N85Ja4/s1600/IMG_5232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 187px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8FpoBrJLI/AAAAAAAAAo8/2oKt0N85Ja4/s320/IMG_5232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480605484210398386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Third times the charm - hit the ball and ran all the way to first! When she got to the base, she said "I hit the ball mama. Now can I go back and play in the dirt?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8FpWp18tI/AAAAAAAAAo0/kbd_xQp6PcM/s1600/IMG_5234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8FpWp18tI/AAAAAAAAAo0/kbd_xQp6PcM/s320/IMG_5234.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480605479547040466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-591382252492615751?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/591382252492615751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=591382252492615751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/591382252492615751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/591382252492615751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/06/following-in-mamas-footsteps.html' title='Following in Mama&apos;s Footsteps'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/TA8IkEa3DZI/AAAAAAAAAqM/HY70w7rBP5w/s72-c/IMG_5210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-4236290318777701221</id><published>2010-05-27T12:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:21:14.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet Recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;It's official - Caroline choked at her ballet recital. She never got out of first position and certainly did not smile while on stage. I guess that's a little better than running completely off stage screaming!! What can I say, the girl's got some stage fright and does not like being the center of attention. Oh, and she's 2. The ballet recital was super cute, despite the fact that our little ballerina was a statue on stage. The first thing she said when I went to get her was, "Mommy, I did not dance." Like I somehow missed that from where I was sitting in the audience.  She wasn't the least bit upset about it though. It was just her choice not to dance this year. She had a wonderful time watching the other ballerinas dance and she LOVES her costume! Maybe next year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_8wEQgAtaI/AAAAAAAAAok/14zzZby5JQM/s1600/IMG_5158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_8wEQgAtaI/AAAAAAAAAok/14zzZby5JQM/s320/IMG_5158.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476148521612653986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_8vlLwNuVI/AAAAAAAAAoc/TRR42a2xseg/s1600/IMG_5154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_8vlLwNuVI/AAAAAAAAAoc/TRR42a2xseg/s320/IMG_5154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476147987762493778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_8vkrrWrvI/AAAAAAAAAoU/_MKaL6F4Buo/s1600/IMG_5150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_8vkrrWrvI/AAAAAAAAAoU/_MKaL6F4Buo/s320/IMG_5150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476147979152174834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_8vkHHhAOI/AAAAAAAAAoM/NNee_GUR4pA/s1600/IMG_5143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_8vkHHhAOI/AAAAAAAAAoM/NNee_GUR4pA/s320/IMG_5143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476147969338179810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_8vjz8z9QI/AAAAAAAAAoE/IvEgDBUHrl8/s1600/IMG_5140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_8vjz8z9QI/AAAAAAAAAoE/IvEgDBUHrl8/s320/IMG_5140.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476147964193010946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_8vjcktftI/AAAAAAAAAn8/o1Zi-8_TF5g/s1600/IMG_5139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_8vjcktftI/AAAAAAAAAn8/o1Zi-8_TF5g/s320/IMG_5139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476147957917908690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-4236290318777701221?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/4236290318777701221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=4236290318777701221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/4236290318777701221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/4236290318777701221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/05/ballet-recital.html' title='Ballet Recital'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_8wEQgAtaI/AAAAAAAAAok/14zzZby5JQM/s72-c/IMG_5158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-8164845190434286479</id><published>2010-05-25T10:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T10:22:30.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of School</title><content type='html'>Our last day of school was last Wednesday, May 19th and we have had a wonderful year! Caroline and Rutland were both blessed with the most amazing teachers that love the Lord, love the kids, and love their job. I have also been blessed with the best job a mom can have - part time preschool teacher! Our school is awesome and has been such an answered prayer for our family. Caroline actually had 4 teachers this year: Mrs. Bethany &amp;amp; Mrs. Emily Joy were her 2's teachers that she had on Wed. and Fridays. Because Mommy taught on Mondays too though, she got to come with me and had Ms. Sitrice and Ms. Jessica on Monday. Mrs. Bethany &amp;amp; Mrs. Emily Joy - Caroline has learned so much this year and loves you both dearly. Many a day, she pretends that she is one of you and I am one of the friends in her class, and she gets to be the "Boss", which we all know she is great at! Ms. Sitrice and Ms. Jessica - you were so good with those kids on Mondays. She always came home wiped out from playing so hard and she loved you both!! Ms. Kina, Ms. Shaneka, Ms. NaShira - Rutland is NOT one to sit still very long, so thank you for letting him be his wild-self and loving him so. That child was spoiled rotten after a year with you. This summer is boot camp for him, so whoever he has next year won't be ready to pass him back to you! Thank you all so much and have a great summer. We will of course be seeing you a little bit on Wonderful Wednesdays :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline with Mrs. Emily Joy (due with a baby girl in July) and Mrs. Bethany!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_vqLJcpnzI/AAAAAAAAAn0/dpJ3RACXAks/s1600/IMG_5138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_vqLJcpnzI/AAAAAAAAAn0/dpJ3RACXAks/s320/IMG_5138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475227249234517810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rutland with Ms. NaShira, Ms. Kina, &amp;amp; Ms. Shaneka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ms. Kina &amp;amp; Rutland were kindred spirits - both wild!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_vqKj_vKlI/AAAAAAAAAns/aZpI_6quNNE/s1600/IMG_5137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_vqKj_vKlI/AAAAAAAAAns/aZpI_6quNNE/s320/IMG_5137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475227239181134418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline with Ms. Jessica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_vqKLMeH2I/AAAAAAAAAnk/2Hlo9CqI6SM/s1600/IMG_5135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_vqKLMeH2I/AAAAAAAAAnk/2Hlo9CqI6SM/s320/IMG_5135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475227232523657058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline with Ms. Sitrice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_vqJ0rcouI/AAAAAAAAAnc/W-VTFSa9lrU/s1600/IMG_5134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_vqJ0rcouI/AAAAAAAAAnc/W-VTFSa9lrU/s320/IMG_5134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475227226479567586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/2734352523910054823-8164845190434286479?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/8164845190434286479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=8164845190434286479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/8164845190434286479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/8164845190434286479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/05/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last Day of School'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S_vqLJcpnzI/AAAAAAAAAn0/dpJ3RACXAks/s72-c/IMG_5138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-705827499335171798</id><published>2010-05-10T16:35:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T17:18:30.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet Costume!</title><content type='html'>Caroline got her ballet costume for her recital that is coming up at the end of the month. The parents went to ballet class to help get the kids dressed in their costumes for class that day, and then we left so they could have a "dress rehearsal". The girls were so excited I'm not sure much rehearsing went on, but they were adorable running around in those enormous tutu's. Rutland was right behind Caroline every step of the way - twirling and jumping. His daddy is going to have to explain to him that boys are not ballerina's and they don't wear high heel shoes! Any time Caroline's closet door is open, he picks up her Cinderella/Snow White/Belle/Sleeping Beauty high heel shoes and insists that I put them on him. And sadly, he's not that bad at walking in them. The only thing that makes me feel better is that Harris Crumpton ,who is all boy, loves them as much as Caroline does. Can't they make some hunting boots or men's dress shoes for little boys to wear??&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Here is the little crossdresser with his purple purse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iE99HPUEI/AAAAAAAAAnU/TDjtFodakvM/s1600/IMG_5033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iE99HPUEI/AAAAAAAAAnU/TDjtFodakvM/s320/IMG_5033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469767947353280578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iE9RWUFhI/AAAAAAAAAnM/tpK9uhzCOL8/s1600/IMG_5031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iE9RWUFhI/AAAAAAAAAnM/tpK9uhzCOL8/s320/IMG_5031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469767935605347858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iE87dJbfI/AAAAAAAAAnE/-mhwV9LNaqY/s1600/IMG_5030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iE87dJbfI/AAAAAAAAAnE/-mhwV9LNaqY/s320/IMG_5030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469767929728429554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iE8oTDFfI/AAAAAAAAAm8/CpZ7_WOeLow/s1600/IMG_5027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iEei8Mu8I/AAAAAAAAAms/Zn2rz6arLhs/s320/IMG_5025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469767407751707586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iEeJpiw9I/AAAAAAAAAmk/nIuN-9fjhgs/s1600/IMG_5022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iEeJpiw9I/AAAAAAAAAmk/nIuN-9fjhgs/s320/IMG_5022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469767400962573266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iEdrzpnmI/AAAAAAAAAmc/jG3_MLup8-U/s1600/IMG_5019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iEdrzpnmI/AAAAAAAAAmc/jG3_MLup8-U/s320/IMG_5019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469767392951901794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iEdON1woI/AAAAAAAAAmU/4gcOiW384KA/s1600/IMG_5018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iEdON1woI/AAAAAAAAAmU/4gcOiW384KA/s320/IMG_5018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469767385008685698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/2734352523910054823-705827499335171798?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/705827499335171798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=705827499335171798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/705827499335171798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/705827499335171798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/05/ballet-costumeas.html' title='Ballet Costume!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S-iE99HPUEI/AAAAAAAAAnU/TDjtFodakvM/s72-c/IMG_5033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-6636509817943918994</id><published>2010-04-16T16:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:47:26.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroline's Spring Program</title><content type='html'>Caroline's Spring Program was today at school and was adorable as they always are. Caroline is not a big fan of being the center of attention, i.e. cried at Fall program and left her class to sit with her teacher (although she did rejoin her class on stage for the last song), hid underneath the table at her birthday party and cried when everyone sang to her, and the lovely scene at church when she got surprise baptized. So this morning when I watched her dress rehearsal and she cried and begged me to come get her off the risers, I didn't have much hope for a successful performance during the program. Christopher called me to see if I needed a disc for the video camera and I told him I didn't think there was any reason to get one b/c I assumed the stage fright would get her and she'd be sitting with her teachers during the whole thing. Being a sweet daddy though, he stopped and picked one up and was armed with both video camera and regular camera for the program. Surprisingly, she trotted down the aisle with her class, stood on the risers during the whole thing, sang, did her motions, and even bowed after each song (which I later figured out she learned in ballet). I was so proud of her and she was SOOOO proud of herself. Here are some pictures of the rehearsal (disaster) and program!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;W&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;alking in with her teacher at rehearsal and holding on for dear life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jZAHzG0kI/AAAAAAAAAmM/d7v8IvNEuFY/s1600/IMG_5005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jZAHzG0kI/AAAAAAAAAmM/d7v8IvNEuFY/s320/IMG_5005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460853144303358530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still crying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jY_sJG1uI/AAAAAAAAAmE/NzEOw4MJ_tE/s1600/IMG_5006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jY_sJG1uI/AAAAAAAAAmE/NzEOw4MJ_tE/s320/IMG_5006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460853136879441634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She would not look at me except to say "Mommy, come get me!" I felt like such a child abuser making her stand up there - they are only 2! She finally stood next to one of her friends and put her head on the little girl's shoulder to cry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jY_LuJdQI/AAAAAAAAAl8/9ZU42qxQURE/s1600/IMG_5009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jY_LuJdQI/AAAAAAAAAl8/9ZU42qxQURE/s320/IMG_5009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460853128176432386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here she is during the actual program - happy as can be! Thank you Lord!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jY-qaYvRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/3LI7n5jPQ64/s1600/IMG_5011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jY-qaYvRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/3LI7n5jPQ64/s320/IMG_5011.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460853119235177746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I still don't know who she is waving at - Christopher and I w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ere on the opposite side of the room! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I asked her, she said "I wave at everybody". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jY-ZTvNOI/AAAAAAAAAls/mdkbbo9oV84/s1600/IMG_5013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jY-ZTvNOI/AAAAAAAAAls/mdkbbo9oV84/s320/IMG_5013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460853114643887330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/2734352523910054823-6636509817943918994?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/6636509817943918994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=6636509817943918994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/6636509817943918994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/6636509817943918994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/04/carolines-spring-program.html' title='Caroline&apos;s Spring Program'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jZAHzG0kI/AAAAAAAAAmM/d7v8IvNEuFY/s72-c/IMG_5005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-6478796640899056670</id><published>2010-04-16T15:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:23:38.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with the Crumptons</title><content type='html'>As they do many afternoons, the Crumpton's came down to visit (they live 3 houses up from us) the other day and Harris drove his "4-wheeler" down. A little background on the 4-wheeler: Caroline had an "incident" with the 4-wheeler last summer (she was run over by it - thankfully not injured other than some mild tire marks), and is very understandably petrified of it. However, she has started to get very brave when the 4-wheeler is not turned on and unoccupied. All of a sudden we looked up the other afternoon and all 4 kids were piled into it, including Caroline, and were riding around the back yard. Rutland as you can tell has ZERO fear of it and tries to drive it any time he spies it vacant. We're hoping we can buy it from the Crumpton's at a great "used" price when Harris gets an upgrade!!&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jU9jAMGCI/AAAAAAAAAlk/7dWop0ewk0A/s1600/IMG_5001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jU9jAMGCI/AAAAAAAAAlk/7dWop0ewk0A/s320/IMG_5001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460848702019868706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jU9ZhjHWI/AAAAAAAAAlc/RhsfUEfpFKY/s1600/IMG_5000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jU9ZhjHWI/AAAAAAAAAlc/RhsfUEfpFKY/s320/IMG_5000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460848699475434850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jU885NoZI/AAAAAAAAAlU/9AdkYLoK6M4/s1600/IMG_4991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jU885NoZI/AAAAAAAAAlU/9AdkYLoK6M4/s320/IMG_4991.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460848691790061970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jU8dKAkCI/AAAAAAAAAlM/TINbFDA_mdQ/s1600/IMG_4990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jU8dKAkCI/AAAAAAAAAlM/TINbFDA_mdQ/s320/IMG_4990.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460848683270574114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jU7qDt00I/AAAAAAAAAlE/x1cwiYzychQ/s1600/IMG_4987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jU7qDt00I/AAAAAAAAAlE/x1cwiYzychQ/s320/IMG_4987.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460848669553972034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/2734352523910054823-6478796640899056670?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/6478796640899056670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=6478796640899056670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/6478796640899056670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/6478796640899056670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/04/fun-with-crumptons.html' title='Fun with the Crumptons'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S8jU9jAMGCI/AAAAAAAAAlk/7dWop0ewk0A/s72-c/IMG_5001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-1044496141750725108</id><published>2010-03-31T15:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T16:08:56.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christening Gown</title><content type='html'>I have been so bad at making time to take "staged" pictures of Rutland. With Caroline, I would dress her up in something, and then "pose" her around the house in cute outfits. Well, first of all, Rutland does not like to dress up OR pose for pictures, and second, there never seems to be a good time to do it. So, when Rutland was baptized in January, I never got around to taking some pictures of him is the GORGEOUS christening gown that Christopher's grandmother made and has been worn by every child in the family. The other day it was finally warm enough to go outside so I decided to give it a shot. Let's just say I have a new respect for child photographers b/c it was impossible to get Rutland to sit still in that long gown and I couldn't figure out for the life of me how to get him to face the sun to prevent shadows, but also have him keep his eyes open. The shots were not great, but at least I have some pictures of him in the beautiful gown.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7O5vFITy5I/AAAAAAAAAk8/N0w3zQKjQ6g/s1600/IMG_4820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7O5vFITy5I/AAAAAAAAAk8/N0w3zQKjQ6g/s320/IMG_4820.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454907792157821842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7O3-BemgLI/AAAAAAAAAk0/rEBciOngha4/s1600/IMG_4838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7O3-BemgLI/AAAAAAAAAk0/rEBciOngha4/s320/IMG_4838.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454905849852362930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7O391qee8I/AAAAAAAAAks/p2qG7Cz_I8g/s1600/IMG_4830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7O391qee8I/AAAAAAAAAks/p2qG7Cz_I8g/s320/IMG_4830.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454905846680943554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7O39aVKkdI/AAAAAAAAAkk/cS1mqdHIuo8/s1600/IMG_4820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7O39aVKkdI/AAAAAAAAAkk/cS1mqdHIuo8/s320/IMG_4820.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454905839343800786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7O383ZuQPI/AAAAAAAAAkc/eZ-wVBOeofE/s1600/IMG_4817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7O383ZuQPI/AAAAAAAAAkc/eZ-wVBOeofE/s320/IMG_4817.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454905829967675634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7O38FFDWxI/AAAAAAAAAkU/NZz3fcZoBuQ/s1600/IMG_4809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7O38FFDWxI/AAAAAAAAAkU/NZz3fcZoBuQ/s320/IMG_4809.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454905816459205394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-1044496141750725108?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/1044496141750725108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=1044496141750725108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1044496141750725108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1044496141750725108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/03/christening-gown.html' title='Christening Gown'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7O5vFITy5I/AAAAAAAAAk8/N0w3zQKjQ6g/s72-c/IMG_4820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-7413230364456286320</id><published>2010-03-31T15:19:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T15:48:07.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bond, James Bond</title><content type='html'>O.k. so we knew that Rutland was probably going to give us a run for our money once he started walking, but I was definitely not prepared for his "James Bond" like tricks that he has now started to pull. He climbs on ANYTHING he can find: on top of the coffee table, up the magazine rack onto the chair, fireplace was an obvious choice, on top of Caroline's little table so he can jerk the plantation shutters a million times, on top of piano bench and up the piano, attempting to climb out of crib and getting skinny leg caught in rails, etc.... He will even climb on something low like the stools at Sikes shoe store just so he can try to jump off. There is no fear in this child and by the number of cuts, scrapes, and bruises, you would think he is either beaten daily (which he is not) or has been in a cat fight with Cesar, our cat that hisses and paws at everyone (don't worry, she is de-clawed). Christopher tells me all the time that we need to make a dry run to Children's hospital in preparation for the day we really need to take Rutland (knock on wood). He is so sweet and I could eat him up with a spoon, but scares me to death about 50 times a day! There are many days when I kiss Caroline and thank her for just sitting still, although we all know that even though she may be still, her mouth is constantly in motion at about 90 mph! Bless them both and thank God for their daily protection!! Here are some recent pictures of Caroline and James Bond!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Caroline is in LOVE with pigtails these days. She hates to sit still while I put them in, but she loves to look at her pigtails in the mirror!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7Oy4sK8GII/AAAAAAAAAkM/-03Bxy5uGvM/s1600/IMG_4870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 171px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7Oy4sK8GII/AAAAAAAAAkM/-03Bxy5uGvM/s320/IMG_4870.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454900260675262594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7Oyctry0sI/AAAAAAAAAkE/tZCV_99B478/s1600/IMG_4868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7Oyctry0sI/AAAAAAAAAkE/tZCV_99B478/s320/IMG_4868.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454899780045165250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I WISH I could post more of these, but there was no way to "crop" them. Rutland was running around with Christopher turkey call before bathtime.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7OycDrVsJI/AAAAAAAAAj8/bdncCXUqXVo/s1600/IMG_4855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7OycDrVsJI/AAAAAAAAAj8/bdncCXUqXVo/s320/IMG_4855.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454899768768966802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rutland wanted to eat breakfast at Sissy's table. He did well for about 5 minutes. Then he was off again. This is the same table he likes to climb on and rattle my plantation shutters - so BAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7OybJr8tBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/mJzK6cL7jBc/s1600/IMG_4804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7OybJr8tBI/AAAAAAAAAj0/mJzK6cL7jBc/s320/IMG_4804.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454899753202267154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7OyawAHJzI/AAAAAAAAAjs/R7gqtMv1o4Y/s1600/IMG_4802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7OyawAHJzI/AAAAAAAAAjs/R7gqtMv1o4Y/s320/IMG_4802.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454899746307516210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7OyaeBveVI/AAAAAAAAAjk/iHjIYenrZzc/s1600/IMG_4797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7OyaeBveVI/AAAAAAAAAjk/iHjIYenrZzc/s320/IMG_4797.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454899741482514770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/2734352523910054823-7413230364456286320?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/7413230364456286320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=7413230364456286320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7413230364456286320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7413230364456286320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/03/bond-james-bond.html' title='Bond, James Bond'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S7Oy4sK8GII/AAAAAAAAAkM/-03Bxy5uGvM/s72-c/IMG_4870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-474250998044324730</id><published>2010-03-14T20:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T20:40:47.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Mani-Pedi</title><content type='html'>I gave Caroline her first mani/pedi tonight. Her daddy has fought this day for a long time and I finally got her in the bathroom while he was on the phone and the damage was done before he noticed we were missing. She loved it needless to say, and think she's ready for some hot pink this summer ;) We just need some super cute sandals and some hot weather to show them off! Come on sun...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52Pkw7OqcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/qXltREc9lRg/s1600-h/IMG_4720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52Pkw7OqcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/qXltREc9lRg/s320/IMG_4720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448668985959557570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52PkGB-5bI/AAAAAAAAAjU/2Ic3RNxxWqw/s1600-h/IMG_4719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52PkGB-5bI/AAAAAAAAAjU/2Ic3RNxxWqw/s320/IMG_4719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448668974445159858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52PjmQWXQI/AAAAAAAAAjM/3l1apuXXakM/s1600-h/IMG_4721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52PjmQWXQI/AAAAAAAAAjM/3l1apuXXakM/s320/IMG_4721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448668965915483394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-474250998044324730?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/474250998044324730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=474250998044324730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/474250998044324730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/474250998044324730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/03/1st-mani-pedi.html' title='1st Mani-Pedi'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52Pkw7OqcI/AAAAAAAAAjc/qXltREc9lRg/s72-c/IMG_4720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-3808901986341322476</id><published>2010-03-14T20:17:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T20:46:08.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying on Wedding Dresses</title><content type='html'>Since Ashley's engagement I have had the PRIVILEGE of going with her and my mom to try on wedding dresses. She is gorgeous in them all, but there was one special dress that I was able to get some pictures of...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52MTzhnzpI/AAAAAAAAAjE/e0WT2EODLtU/s1600-h/IMG_4706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52MTzhnzpI/AAAAAAAAAjE/e0WT2EODLtU/s320/IMG_4706.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448665396064800402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You guessed it - my mom's dress. Look at the smile on her face!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52MTudZD_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/VqgfZUEiMxM/s1600-h/IMG_4713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52MTudZD_I/AAAAAAAAAi8/VqgfZUEiMxM/s320/IMG_4713.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448665394704879602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ash with mom's bridal portrait - they look like twins&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52MTKkyzyI/AAAAAAAAAi0/IAkOlDZ7R8c/s1600-h/IMG_4709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52MTKkyzyI/AAAAAAAAAi0/IAkOlDZ7R8c/s320/IMG_4709.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448665385072250658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52MS2n4SeI/AAAAAAAAAis/Iq3DJEBVrQA/s1600-h/IMG_4707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52MS2n4SeI/AAAAAAAAAis/Iq3DJEBVrQA/s320/IMG_4707.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448665379716483554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although I don't think Mom's dress is going to work for her (it would need about 6 in. added to length) it was fun to get the old girl out of her tomb.&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/2734352523910054823-3808901986341322476?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/3808901986341322476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=3808901986341322476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3808901986341322476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3808901986341322476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/03/trying-on-wedding-dresses.html' title='Trying on Wedding Dresses'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S52MTzhnzpI/AAAAAAAAAjE/e0WT2EODLtU/s72-c/IMG_4706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-506349104785537216</id><published>2010-02-22T16:22:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:23:57.906-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby is 1!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My sweet little boy is 1!! We celebrated Rutland's 1st birthday this weekend and had a great time together with family and friends. His actual birthday was Friday, Feb. 20th and we had a small party at the Carousel at The Galleria on Saturday. It was a perfect weekend and Rutland had a blast playing with his cousins, grandparents, great-grandparents, aunts, and uncles. Thanks to all our family for coming to help us celebrate. Rutland, you are my most precious little surprise that I didn't know I was missing but could never live without. Thank you for your amazing personality, constant smiles, and sweet spirit. We love you so much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:small;"&gt;Waking up so happy as usual on birthday morning :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MOsrSlvaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/PcrMgQGVu54/s320/IMG_4552.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441208935491419554" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;elebrating at home with cupcakes Friday night (actual b-day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MU-grda5I/AAAAAAAAAik/4KC61_QU9_c/s1600-h/IMG_4557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MU-grda5I/AAAAAAAAAik/4KC61_QU9_c/s320/IMG_4557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441215838950353810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;iving into the cake at his party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MJlARnMwI/AAAAAAAAAhk/3iWfXF8KxNU/s1600-h/IMG_4612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MJlARnMwI/AAAAAAAAAhk/3iWfXF8KxNU/s320/IMG_4612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441203306127373058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MI9hrHS0I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Ido_B51mtf4/s1600-h/IMG_4611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MI9hrHS0I/AAAAAAAAAhc/Ido_B51mtf4/s320/IMG_4611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441202627897936706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MI9WIrGYI/AAAAAAAAAhU/a_KMLT1Imbc/s1600-h/IMG_4608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MI9WIrGYI/AAAAAAAAAhU/a_KMLT1Imbc/s320/IMG_4608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441202624800692610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MI9CGraQI/AAAAAAAAAhM/P8BkKk4yDQQ/s1600-h/IMG_4607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MI9CGraQI/AAAAAAAAAhM/P8BkKk4yDQQ/s320/IMG_4607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441202619423615234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MI8uc2reI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gFHWoqVri2Y/s1600-h/IMG_4605.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MI8uc2reI/AAAAAAAAAhE/gFHWoqVri2Y/s320/IMG_4605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441202614147919330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MHisoJKsI/AAAAAAAAAg0/O-t-Dw8qfpM/s1600-h/IMG_4589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MHisoJKsI/AAAAAAAAAg0/O-t-Dw8qfpM/s320/IMG_4589.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441201067470170818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rutland walked 1,000 miles that day at the Galleria. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MHibUHLfI/AAAAAAAAAgs/uDWhtgR09d4/s1600-h/IMG_4580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MHibUHLfI/AAAAAAAAAgs/uDWhtgR09d4/s320/IMG_4580.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441201062822751730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/2734352523910054823-506349104785537216?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/506349104785537216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=506349104785537216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/506349104785537216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/506349104785537216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-baby-is-1.html' title='My Baby is 1!!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MOsrSlvaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/PcrMgQGVu54/s72-c/IMG_4552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-1791680686174243776</id><published>2010-02-22T15:44:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:39:27.159-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl Bed</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday, Caroline's long awaited "Big Girl" bed was delivered. The plan was to put her crib in Rutland's room, give Rutland's borrowed crib back to Allyn &amp;amp; Ashley, and have her new bed in her room. Well, if anyone has put a crib together, you know it IS rocket science, it takes FOREVER, and can potentially ruin your marriage for 2 hours. So, Christopher understandably put it off for a few days, resulting in both the crib and Caroline's big girl bed being in her room for 3 days. Well, as much as Caroline LOVED her new bed, when push came to shove, she wanted to be in her crib still. What can I say, the girl is a creature of habit like her mamma. I panicked and expected the worst when the crib finally came out of her room, but she has done great snuggled in her new bed and we haven't even put the bed rails up. Day #4 and counting - let's hope the streak keeps up! Here are a few pictures of the new bed...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MDaw7-OuI/AAAAAAAAAgM/o4WpNW8eMsg/s1600-h/IMG_4577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MDaw7-OuI/AAAAAAAAAgM/o4WpNW8eMsg/s320/IMG_4577.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441196533141617378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MDajtHw4I/AAAAAAAAAgE/dZ0PKRaAM3U/s1600-h/IMG_4550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MDajtHw4I/AAAAAAAAAgE/dZ0PKRaAM3U/s320/IMG_4550.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441196529589666690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MDaZpkkAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/KmJ1EKTz54k/s1600-h/IMG_4547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MDaZpkkAI/AAAAAAAAAf8/KmJ1EKTz54k/s320/IMG_4547.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441196526890422274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-1791680686174243776?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/1791680686174243776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=1791680686174243776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1791680686174243776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1791680686174243776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/02/big-girl-bed.html' title='Big Girl Bed'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4MDaw7-OuI/AAAAAAAAAgM/o4WpNW8eMsg/s72-c/IMG_4577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-9004787973447336335</id><published>2010-02-22T15:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T15:43:59.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress up is not just for girls!</title><content type='html'>Caroline was playing dress up one night and Rutland decided he wanted to play too! Of course Christopher was not aware of what was going on until we paraded Rutland around the den in his bunny ears, tutu, and crown. Rutland LOVED the attention. At least there was some blue on the tutu, right?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4L59FCtrlI/AAAAAAAAAf0/UHYXTWNRUkc/s1600-h/IMG_4544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4L59FCtrlI/AAAAAAAAAf0/UHYXTWNRUkc/s320/IMG_4544.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441186127537876562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4L58vBkYrI/AAAAAAAAAfs/HB83bySqN1c/s1600-h/IMG_4545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4L58vBkYrI/AAAAAAAAAfs/HB83bySqN1c/s320/IMG_4545.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441186121627493042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4L58NCBnRI/AAAAAAAAAfk/6bQeTQdW4tw/s1600-h/IMG_4539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4L58NCBnRI/AAAAAAAAAfk/6bQeTQdW4tw/s320/IMG_4539.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441186112502603026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4L574MDbgI/AAAAAAAAAfc/YipiLSqOWMQ/s1600-h/IMG_4538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4L574MDbgI/AAAAAAAAAfc/YipiLSqOWMQ/s320/IMG_4538.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441186106907520514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-9004787973447336335?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/9004787973447336335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=9004787973447336335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/9004787973447336335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/9004787973447336335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/02/dress-up-is-not-just-for-girls.html' title='Dress up is not just for girls!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S4L59FCtrlI/AAAAAAAAAf0/UHYXTWNRUkc/s72-c/IMG_4544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-1049831504230623972</id><published>2010-02-09T15:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T15:45:28.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>iphoto slideshow</title><content type='html'>I made an iphoto slideshow of the engagement photos, trying to learn how to use my computer, so hopefully I can get it to show up here...(You will need to scroll down and mute or pause the volume on the blog music so you can hear the slideshow music.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ad9bfd26718f1a58" 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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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=1049831504230623972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1049831504230623972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1049831504230623972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/02/iphoto-slideshow.html' title='iphoto slideshow'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-4933290076327560716</id><published>2010-02-09T09:58:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T10:42:08.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Engaged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;My sister and her boyfriend, Christian, got engaged this weekend! We are so excited and so proud of them. It was a total surprise, which she loved, and he picked out a GORGEOUS ring all by himself! After the proposal, which happened at a family friend's house that overlooks the city on Vestavia Drive, he arranged to have our whole family, including grandparents and his family waiting at a restaurant to surprise Ashley. Of course she tried to call my parents and grandparents, and no one answered except me. I played dumb and surprised, and told her my parents were at a movie (of course she bought it). She was so disappointed that she didn't get to share the big announcement with everyone, until they got to the restaurant and we were all there! It was a great night and we can't wait to start planning a wedding!! Here are some pictures of the engagement dinner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is Ashley calling me right after he proposed, telling me the good news. She thinks I am in Montgomery at my parents' house. My mother is listening in...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GIz_LDF-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/JpcB6dafp38/s320/IMG_4470.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436276651925379042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GLYOAu6rI/AAAAAAAAAfM/hYkpXzjwiJk/s1600-h/IMG_4519.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;his is when Ashley first realized we were not all in Montgomery, but surprising her in B'ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GI06cttYI/AAAAAAAAAec/Yfk0WF2oI2s/s1600-h/IMG_4478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GI06cttYI/AAAAAAAAAec/Yfk0WF2oI2s/s320/IMG_4478.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436276667837166978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Christian and his mom, Laurie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GLXjqzBAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/qNulFibCSuQ/s1600-h/IMG_4518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GLXjqzBAI/AAAAAAAAAfE/qNulFibCSuQ/s320/IMG_4518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436279462040896514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;happy couple..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GLXE-cR2I/AAAAAAAAAe8/kgz-jBJG70o/s1600-h/IMG_4513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GLXE-cR2I/AAAAAAAAAe8/kgz-jBJG70o/s320/IMG_4513.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436279453801793378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ashley first seeing the Father of the Brid&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GLWl718RI/AAAAAAAAAe0/rQlYa5F8AzY/s1600-h/IMG_4487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GLWl718RI/AAAAAAAAAe0/rQlYa5F8AzY/s320/IMG_4487.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436279445469393170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We got Ashley some essentials she would need for planning the wedding..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GI1-GCbtI/AAAAAAAAAes/jr0w1M31LE8/s1600-h/IMG_4501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GI1-GCbtI/AAAAAAAAAes/jr0w1M31LE8/s320/IMG_4501.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436276685995667154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The bling...gorgeous!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GI1Nv3J1I/AAAAAAAAAek/3pOkUP4OKM8/s1600-h/IMG_4498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GI1Nv3J1I/AAAAAAAAAek/3pOkUP4OKM8/s320/IMG_4498.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436276673017751378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;The restaurant had a congratulations printed on the menu that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GI0RzjRmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/d_olK8UNLXI/s1600-h/IMG_4477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GI0RzjRmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/d_olK8UNLXI/s320/IMG_4477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436276656927098466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GIz_LDF-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/JpcB6dafp38/s1600-h/IMG_4470.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-4933290076327560716?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/4933290076327560716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=4933290076327560716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/4933290076327560716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/4933290076327560716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/02/engaged.html' title='Engaged!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S3GIz_LDF-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/JpcB6dafp38/s72-c/IMG_4470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-4469036174893964169</id><published>2010-01-27T18:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T19:57:43.309-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Bodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ince Caroline has been able to talk, she has told everyone who would listen that she had a "boo-tiful bo-dy". Obviously she heard it from us first, trying to build up that self-esteem, but we must have done a really good job because she still says it. My grandmother gave her a bathing suit (she is obsessed with all bathing suits and wants to wear them 24/7 around the house - as I'm writing this, she is sitting at the table, eating pizza in a disney princess swimsuit) the other day that she had to wear and then pair with her rain boots she got for Christmas. Rutland on the other hand is just enjoying his newfound nakedness. Caroline also tells him he has a boo-tiful body. Let me just say, his body is night and day from Caroline's. She's got some junk in her trunk and we are just trying to find Rutland's trunk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DioAYgNtI/AAAAAAAAAds/ygj-1ONhQso/s1600-h/IMG_4405.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DinpjqUsI/AAAAAAAAAdk/gSbrTaq15W8/s1600-h/IMG_4370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DinpjqUsI/AAAAAAAAAdk/gSbrTaq15W8/s320/IMG_4370.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431590321407021762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DinIM4GgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/UGWqaO4hyms/s1600-h/IMG_4368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DinIM4GgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/UGWqaO4hyms/s320/IMG_4368.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431590312453085698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DimwkdpfI/AAAAAAAAAdU/iLqvTnnutjU/s1600-h/IMG_4360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DimwkdpfI/AAAAAAAAAdU/iLqvTnnutjU/s320/IMG_4360.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431590306109564402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DjlsdWc1I/AAAAAAAAAd8/3HHPr2NkiVU/s1600-h/IMG_4409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DjlsdWc1I/AAAAAAAAAd8/3HHPr2NkiVU/s320/IMG_4409.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431591387337749330" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2Djl6-h2WI/AAAAAAAAAeE/IzpE2VhLfUs/s1600-h/IMG_4401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2Djl6-h2WI/AAAAAAAAAeE/IzpE2VhLfUs/s320/IMG_4401.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431591391235004770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-4469036174893964169?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/4469036174893964169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=4469036174893964169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/4469036174893964169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/4469036174893964169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/01/beautiful-bodies.html' title='Beautiful Bodies'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DinpjqUsI/AAAAAAAAAdk/gSbrTaq15W8/s72-c/IMG_4370.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-2658812471418995861</id><published>2010-01-27T16:31:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:40:44.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rutland's Baptism</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; was baptized at our new church, Covenant, on January 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. He wore the beautiful christening gown that his daddy wore, Caroline wore, and about 10 other family members have worn that was handmade by Christopher's grandmother, Katherine. Caroline also wore a handmade dress that I wore and my sister wore as children, sewn by my grandmother, Denise Knight. They were both gorgeous and we are so thankful for our talented grandmothers. We were in for a little surprise when we got to the church and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Caroline's&lt;/span&gt; name was also in the program to be baptized. She was dedicated as a baby at our old church, Shades Mountain, but since we switched from a Baptist church to a Presbyterian church, it was our choice to go ahead and baptize her with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; or wait until she made a profession of faith later in life. We actually decided to wait and let her get baptized later, but did not notify the church in time. So, she was sprinkled too on Sunday, much to her surprise. She was not happy about this little change of plans and it made for a very LOUD baptism ceremony. Here are some of the pictures from that morning at the church.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DWspV91xI/AAAAAAAAAck/PPeVnMTDk3I/s320/IMG_4326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431577213109393170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DWtekufCI/AAAAAAAAAc0/fV5hHq6Zads/s1600-h/IMG_4331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DWtekufCI/AAAAAAAAAc0/fV5hHq6Zads/s320/IMG_4331.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431577227398380578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DWs3aBGvI/AAAAAAAAAcs/BQmwf8n2n6w/s1600-h/IMG_4343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DWs3aBGvI/AAAAAAAAAcs/BQmwf8n2n6w/s320/IMG_4343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431577216884480754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DWsIe5azI/AAAAAAAAAcc/pf6HGT-KIag/s1600-h/IMG_4327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DWsIe5azI/AAAAAAAAAcc/pf6HGT-KIag/s320/IMG_4327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431577204288482098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's just say Caroline's got great lungs! And she could win and Academy Award - she can turn it on and turn it off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DbQYHi61I/AAAAAAAAAdM/0MOIXib7U1Q/s1600-h/IMG_4339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DbQYHi61I/AAAAAAAAAdM/0MOIXib7U1Q/s320/IMG_4339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431582225007307602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-2658812471418995861?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/2658812471418995861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=2658812471418995861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/2658812471418995861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/2658812471418995861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/01/rutlands-baptism.html' title='Rutland&apos;s Baptism'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S2DWspV91xI/AAAAAAAAAck/PPeVnMTDk3I/s72-c/IMG_4326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-4599299252461862927</id><published>2010-01-12T11:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T12:14:47.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthing 101</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness! My sweet little Caroline is watching Milo and Otis (stars a pug, which we also have at home - Bella) for the 55&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time since Christmas and there is a scene where the pug dog has puppies and for some unknown reason, they show the puppies coming out of the mommy - literally. I guess she's never noticed it, but today she did - big time. I was in the kitchen and heard her say "Oh, no mommy. What happened??" She was talking so fast like when she gets really excited and the words get all jumbled up and she's out of breath. It was like she couldn't get it out fast enough AND she really didn't know what she was trying to describe. So, I came into the den, saw what part of the movie was playing and figured out what she was trying to say. She proceeded to tell me, "Mommy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; puppy dog came out of the mommy's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hiney&lt;/span&gt;!! Oh no!! Oh no!! She need to go back in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hiney&lt;/span&gt;!!  What happened?" I played dumb and acted like I didn't understand her, so I just said "yeah, uh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hu&lt;/span&gt;". Then our pug, Bella, saved the day by jumping up and grabbing the hot dog off her plate, which sent her into another rant "oh no, Bella got my hot dog! Come back!" And off she went chasing after the dog and her hot dog. I've never loved Bella so much. Good girl!! I'm not ready to tackle the birds and the bees with a 2 year old, so I guess I'll have to be a little more observant during Milo and Otis next time. Whew, close one!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-4599299252461862927?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/4599299252461862927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=4599299252461862927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/4599299252461862927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/4599299252461862927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/01/birthing-101.html' title='Birthing 101'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-1164244425271983640</id><published>2010-01-07T12:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T12:48:22.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trouble with a capital T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Rutland is in his climbing stage right now. We often find him "one leg up" on a piece of furniture, the fireplace hearth, or even the side of the bathtub trying to climb in. This is just the latest place I found Rutland...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YrdautOKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/5FmLSKBghCA/s1600-h/IMG_4321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YrdautOKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/5FmLSKBghCA/s320/IMG_4321.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424070585605765282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0Yrc8YNpxI/AAAAAAAAAcM/puJwBXCD7Vk/s1600-h/IMG_4320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0Yrc8YNpxI/AAAAAAAAAcM/puJwBXCD7Vk/s320/IMG_4320.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424070577458358034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YrcisLj6I/AAAAAAAAAcE/1pS07ill_Hs/s1600-h/IMG_4319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YrcisLj6I/AAAAAAAAAcE/1pS07ill_Hs/s320/IMG_4319.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424070570562785186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-1164244425271983640?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/1164244425271983640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=1164244425271983640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1164244425271983640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1164244425271983640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/01/trouble-with-capital-t.html' title='Trouble with a capital T'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YrdautOKI/AAAAAAAAAcU/5FmLSKBghCA/s72-c/IMG_4321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-1297741390622604826</id><published>2010-01-07T09:15:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T12:49:07.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Montgomery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas was a whirlwind to say the least. Traveling with 2 little ones just never ends up being easy, no matter how much planning you do. We actually ended up leaving for Montgomery a little sooner than we had planned on, so poor Christopher stayed behind for 2 more days and had to do most of the grocery shopping, putting together of toys for Christmas Day, cleaning, etc. He was a real trooper and somehow it all got done. We split our time with the Thames' and with my parents and got some great playtime with our cousins, Ella and Gray. Caroline and the girls literally squealed and played from the time we got there to the time we left. There were definitely tears when it was time to head to my parents house. We came back to Birmingham (in the worst rain storm I've ever driven in) Christmas Eve night so the kids would wake up at home and see if Santa came down the chin-che. Thankfully Santa closed his eyes during the many "fits" that Caroline pitched over 2009 and still brought her more than she asked for. And he definitely chose to overlook the broken dishes, knocked over planters, eaten dog food, toys thrown in the toilet, pulling of his sister's hair, and the list could go on forever that sneaky little Rutland has accomplished in less than a year of life. We will give him a pass until that year birthday, but after that and as Harris Crumpton says, "I'll bring the thunder on you"! We had a few "what were you thinking" presents given to the children this year, mostly by grandparents who obviously adhere to the rule of "We're the grandparents. What you do with the gift is your problem." Case in point....my dad (aka Pops) held out strong on our #1 "what were you thinking" gift for several weeks. Granted my mom was with him those initial trips to Sam's to restrain him, but finally he made a trip unsupervised and came home with a 6 ft. (no that is not an exaggeration - see photos below) Minnie Mouse. Obviously Caroline loved it and talks to it like it is the "real" Minnie Mouse from Disney World, but where in the world do you put her on a daily basis. I feel like she needs her own room, closet, bathroom, etc. at our house. So currently she is sitting at our dining room table until she tells us where she would like to move next. Thanks Pops!!! (And FYI, she had to ride back to Birmingham sitting shot gun in Christopher's truck - buckled in of course!) A close second to Minnie is "what were you thinking" gift #2 - a Red Rider BB gun for Rutland, who is 10 months old and definitely responsible enough to shoot a weapon - Sure, why not. I do have to say, his daddy would have been heart broken had he not received his first firearm this Christmas. I'll never understand it, but Christopher was thrilled and so proud when he opened that gift. At least we can put it away until he's 18. And finally, our #3 "what were you thinking" gift was actually given by me to my husband. I had a very unusual selfless moment at Target one day and bought Christopher a Wii. For those of you who don't know, Christopher is the poster child for ADD and completely zones out when in front of a TV. Although there were some choice words exchanged in the first few days after he got it, we haven't had many more problems since. Of course I've been a little preoccupied with my new toy - a new Mac laptop, so it's all good! We had a wonderful Christmas and were so blessed to spend such quality time with family. Here are some photos from the holidays...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rutland's favorite thing to do Christmas morning was trying to eat the peppermints in Caroline's stocking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YN9YsgTII/AAAAAAAAAbk/Clrjem0uD-I/s1600-h/IMG_4270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YN9YsgTII/AAAAAAAAAbk/Clrjem0uD-I/s320/IMG_4270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424038149466639490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister, grandmother, and me - yes we have on the same scarf!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YN9B993NI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Jfy_2OAQxm4/s1600-h/IMG_4243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YN9B993NI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Jfy_2OAQxm4/s320/IMG_4243.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424038143365864658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline with her new babydoll stroller and wearing EVERY piece of jewelry from her stocking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YM_Or3JmI/AAAAAAAAAbU/h6AIIyMQeis/s1600-h/IMG_4266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YM_Or3JmI/AAAAAAAAAbU/h6AIIyMQeis/s320/IMG_4266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424037081627698786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister, Ashley, and her boyfriend, Christian - AWWWW, so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YM-rc-BpI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3wt9y9CDwXA/s1600-h/IMG_4253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YM-rc-BpI/AAAAAAAAAbM/3wt9y9CDwXA/s320/IMG_4253.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424037072169993874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YM-RhWAGI/AAAAAAAAAbE/4LNLLcc8QtM/s1600-h/IMG_4242.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YM-Ot1iTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PBCbQv7gqWc/s1600-h/IMG_4241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YM-Ot1iTI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PBCbQv7gqWc/s320/IMG_4241.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424037064456112434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6ft. Minnie Mouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YM9vIrqsI/AAAAAAAAAa0/MFQacLHYeEE/s1600-h/IMG_4204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YM9vIrqsI/AAAAAAAAAa0/MFQacLHYeEE/s320/IMG_4204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424037055978777282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Running to "meet" Minnie. Please look at Pop's face - so proud he thought of this one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YLRjUYf4I/AAAAAAAAAas/q1xRS_545Sg/s1600-h/IMG_4200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YLRjUYf4I/AAAAAAAAAas/q1xRS_545Sg/s320/IMG_4200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424035197380755330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rutland and Papa making their "face". Papa taught him to do this and he will do it on command now. Anyone who says Rutland and I favor, have never seen Shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YLRA8pR3I/AAAAAAAAAak/cqssZT3GbZ0/s1600-h/IMG_4178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YLRA8pR3I/AAAAAAAAAak/cqssZT3GbZ0/s320/IMG_4178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424035188154386290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Katie (MeMee) and the grandchildren - Rutland was thrilled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YLQmP0kqI/AAAAAAAAAac/yQ8axwqTB6c/s1600-h/IMG_4168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YLQmP0kqI/AAAAAAAAAac/yQ8axwqTB6c/s320/IMG_4168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424035180987060898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our family: We still can't get smiles on command, although Caroline is trying - it's just not always pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YLQE1E-rI/AAAAAAAAAaU/_dF6ofj0szQ/s1600-h/IMG_4161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YLQE1E-rI/AAAAAAAAAaU/_dF6ofj0szQ/s320/IMG_4161.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424035172016519858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline and her new babydoll high chair, also wearing her new rain boots and carrying her new doctor kit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YLP_3OjYI/AAAAAAAAAaM/utFxdfaqL9A/s1600-h/IMG_4127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YLP_3OjYI/AAAAAAAAAaM/utFxdfaqL9A/s320/IMG_4127.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424035170683358594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rutland and his BB gun - he also got camo, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YJs7hsqSI/AAAAAAAAAaE/6rkufvGTEVs/s1600-h/IMG_4121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YJs7hsqSI/AAAAAAAAAaE/6rkufvGTEVs/s320/IMG_4121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424033468712266018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rutland's not happy, and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YJse40lBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/1NlEEb9c2q0/s320/IMG_4110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424033461024625682" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caroline's not happy now either. Happy Holidays!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YRMYGRYmI/AAAAAAAAAb0/Zt0ce1hFV3k/s1600-h/IMG_4111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YRMYGRYmI/AAAAAAAAAb0/Zt0ce1hFV3k/s320/IMG_4111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424041705539199586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rutland on his new riding toy, which he loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YJr2gaHQI/AAAAAAAAAZs/tgvMrp1eaTU/s1600-h/IMG_4089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YJr2gaHQI/AAAAAAAAAZs/tgvMrp1eaTU/s320/IMG_4089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424033450184809730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa and his mini me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YRMuLwONI/AAAAAAAAAb8/QdV1lT6rCuM/s1600-h/IMG_4283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YRMuLwONI/AAAAAAAAAb8/QdV1lT6rCuM/s320/IMG_4283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424041711467772114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-1297741390622604826?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/1297741390622604826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=1297741390622604826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1297741390622604826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1297741390622604826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas-in-montgomery.html' title='Christmas in Montgomery'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/S0YN9YsgTII/AAAAAAAAAbk/Clrjem0uD-I/s72-c/IMG_4270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-5192907457508403514</id><published>2009-12-13T20:13:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:27:05.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HO HO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We were pretty certain that Caroline would have another terrifying visit to sit on Santa's lap this year, but we were going any way. So today we stood in line for about 30 minutes at Brookwood Mall (I love going there b/c they let you take your own pictures in addition to the one they take). Armed with multiple snacks, suckers, and candy canes and with Christopher in tow (I bribed him with promises of an afternoon nap) we weaved our way through the line of screaming kids. This is the first year Caroline has really understood that she is supposed to tell Santa what she wants and that he will come down the chin-chee and leave her toys by the fireplace. She got her list straight in her mind several weeks ago and has been able to rattle it off on command. When we would ask her if she was ready to sit on Santa's lap and tell him what she wanted she would say that she wanted to tell him her list, but "no sit on his wap". However today, after waiting patiently in line and watching the other 80 kids go, she quietly slid out of Christopher's arms, ran over and hugged Santa and was happy too sit on his lap and just look at him. Rutland immediately went for his beard (which was real) and his glasses, then laid his head on the furry part of Santa's coat. The pictures still weren't great because it was impossible to get both of them to look at the camera at the same time, but they were light years beyond what we envisioned happening - which was a complete melt down. Caroline was so proud of herself when we left. I hope Santa's got everything on her list!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414917870106636866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWnHQee8kI/AAAAAAAAAYE/XsCoM8msyMI/s320/IMG_4032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414917881896170754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWnH8ZU9QI/AAAAAAAAAYM/2TfGSBh3Gn4/s320/IMG_4034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414917885500198722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWnIJ0mD0I/AAAAAAAAAYU/T-oZve0qldA/s320/IMG_4036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414917890387562882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWnIcB1UYI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Gd7dW_fPKHQ/s320/IMG_4037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took a few pictures in front of our tree before church the other day...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414925471310963074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWuBtK0YYI/AAAAAAAAAY0/X6aTYNARhfs/s320/IMG_4004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414925475392969490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWuB8YC2xI/AAAAAAAAAY8/DgWFoDuRF1g/s320/IMG_4018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414925484074078034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWuCctyD1I/AAAAAAAAAZE/Jq-pygNqVRo/s320/IMG_3999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414925462885204002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWuBNx9gCI/AAAAAAAAAYs/l-kXiFi-qkU/s320/IMG_4001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414926169758442898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWuqXFrJZI/AAAAAAAAAZU/V5MoDRSEtEI/s320/IMG_3995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414925487063276226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWuCn2dmsI/AAAAAAAAAZM/SRsIqpCvB5I/s320/IMG_3991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-5192907457508403514?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/5192907457508403514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=5192907457508403514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/5192907457508403514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/5192907457508403514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/12/ho-ho.html' title='HO HO'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWnHQee8kI/AAAAAAAAAYE/XsCoM8msyMI/s72-c/IMG_4032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-7514554211820790961</id><published>2009-12-13T19:47:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:13:01.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking Tall</title><content type='html'>Rutland has officially graduated to walking! He actually took his "first steps" right around his 9 month birthday in November, but it has taken him about 3 weeks to coordinate hands, body, and feet together enough to make it from point A to point B. His teachers at school put on his report card for Wednesday that he had taken 8 steps in a row at school, and literally when he got home, he took off. Unfortunately for him, there is no speed control yet, so he takes off and then just crashes or latches on to something. But even just through the weekend, he has gained so much more balance. It is hysterical to watch something so little scurry across the room. Christmas morning should be interesting...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414908591595601378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWerLVEPeI/AAAAAAAAAXs/uqdFiEwtF48/s320/IMG_3984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414908594058954770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWerUgYCBI/AAAAAAAAAX0/0FM3CE_9hhU/s320/IMG_3985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414908601171788930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWervANRII/AAAAAAAAAX8/IZhvSTOlzsU/s320/IMG_3987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-7514554211820790961?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/7514554211820790961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=7514554211820790961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7514554211820790961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7514554211820790961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/12/walking-tall.html' title='Walking Tall'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SyWerLVEPeI/AAAAAAAAAXs/uqdFiEwtF48/s72-c/IMG_3984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-6454758096033572284</id><published>2009-11-16T14:46:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:38:52.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney on Ice</title><content type='html'>Several friends from playgroup decided to fork over the $32 bucks a ticket to take the kids to Disney on Ice. I have to say it was pretty worth it. Caroline has never been to anything where she had to sit in a seat for an extended period of time, but she is so "into" Disney stuff right now, I thought it would catch her attention enough to enjoy it. She was absolutely mesmerized by it and could not get over the fact that the Disney characters came all the way from Disney World to see her! After the initial shock wore off, she asked me with the most serious face, "Why don't their mouths move when they are talking?" Obviously the dialogue and songs are projected over speakers and the characters like Mickey and Minnie, etc. don't have moving mouths. I was so shocked that she noticed I didn't have a good answer. I think I used the old "duck and distract" technique and luckily she moved on. The other precious comment was when we were leaving the show, she said "Mommy, I am ready to go to Disney World now." We have mentioned a few times that we will get to go see Mickey, Minnie, Cinderella and her castle, etc. this summer with Daddy, Pops and GiGi, so I guess she has stored that in her mind and is counting down the days. I hope she's ready to sweat it out too, because our trip is in July!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harris and Caroline waiting for the show to start&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404809182174256338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwG9ULZEHNI/AAAAAAAAAV0/_dj_7nxTF4s/s320/IMG_3901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404809183537092626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwG9UQd_WBI/AAAAAAAAAV8/myeLNm4erQI/s320/IMG_3902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waving at Mickey and Minnie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404809199280134930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwG9VLHbGxI/AAAAAAAAAWM/dTa8_ROx1xo/s320/IMG_3912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404809192780973970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwG9Uy55x5I/AAAAAAAAAWE/YwM5RDKoO1k/s320/IMG_3908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404809204134861890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwG9VdM4XEI/AAAAAAAAAWU/QeOcNSy3oXQ/s320/IMG_3930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404815038431468818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwHCpDplnRI/AAAAAAAAAWs/UvpGnKcqMWo/s320/IMG_3923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cinderella and the other pricesses came out together, which was a little diappointing that they didn't have their own "segment" in the show.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404815044377097090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwHCpZzIs4I/AAAAAAAAAW0/W4wTX8tdVFs/s320/IMG_3931.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More waving...and a wipee to clean off the cotton candy ($10)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404815049460238066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwHCpsvDRvI/AAAAAAAAAW8/1qavQ8JPRWM/s320/IMG_3935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lion King&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404816213292231858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwHDtcWOLLI/AAAAAAAAAXE/0KamKlmyHkw/s320/IMG_3937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nemo was a favorite!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404816217742079954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwHDts7Jd9I/AAAAAAAAAXM/B1tw7CN_WsU/s320/IMG_3939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harris Crumpton, Campbell Moore, and Caroline after the show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404816224939844386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwHDuHvOoyI/AAAAAAAAAXU/mFyvNDN-g_c/s320/IMG_3946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Harris and Caroline&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404816230404118322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwHDucGA1zI/AAAAAAAAAXc/B8IXilHTru0/s320/IMG_3949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The finale with everyone!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404816232917839426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwHDuldVLkI/AAAAAAAAAXk/pkYjfiwyGdM/s320/IMG_3941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-6454758096033572284?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/6454758096033572284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=6454758096033572284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/6454758096033572284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/6454758096033572284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/11/disney-on-ice.html' title='Disney on Ice'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SwG9ULZEHNI/AAAAAAAAAV0/_dj_7nxTF4s/s72-c/IMG_3901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-2658259169265009365</id><published>2009-11-02T21:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:27:02.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute smiles</title><content type='html'>Christopher played "photographer" the other night while he was fixing my camera and got some sweet pictures of both kids. Earlier in the day, Caroline was invited to her first Cinderella birthday party and Cinderella was actually there in person. I knew she would be blown away so I took my camera to catch the excitement. When we got there, she was acting very shy (she had just been woken up from her nap early and I slapped on her Cinderella costume, bed head and all - GRIZZLY BEAR!) and would not get out of my lap. In the process, she accidentally knocked my camera and it hit the floor and I couldn't get my lens cap off. So, no pictures of Cinderella or the party! I was so sad, but we did have a great time. Oh well...at least Christopher got the camera fixed and he got some cute shots anyway. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399713082492446306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-icIr95mI/AAAAAAAAAVc/kRNeGBG9VZ4/s320/IMG_3873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399713077114239586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-ib0ps-mI/AAAAAAAAAVU/6JIykXR_8II/s320/IMG_3874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399713086061626978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-icV-7RmI/AAAAAAAAAVk/5AyrrJHERT0/s320/IMG_3892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399713089169744866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-ichj9Y-I/AAAAAAAAAVs/ZvCgkOjeru0/s320/IMG_3895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-2658259169265009365?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/2658259169265009365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=2658259169265009365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/2658259169265009365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/2658259169265009365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/11/cute-smiles.html' title='Cute smiles'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-icIr95mI/AAAAAAAAAVc/kRNeGBG9VZ4/s72-c/IMG_3873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-364301346450142759</id><published>2009-11-02T20:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:12:27.384-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thames Bee Hive</title><content type='html'>Caroline and Rutland dressed up as bumble bees for Halloween this year. Caroline picked her costume out of a magazine and my sweet friend Jennifer had an infant bumble bee costume she let me borrow for Rutland. So that's how we ended up a beehive! They had a great time trick or treating this year, and even though we stayed up later than normal Saturday night, everyone was up bright and early with the sunrise on Sunday. They did NOT get the memo that you gain an hour and sleep in despite the sun peeking through the cracks in the shutters. Rutland was up at 6 (7 old time) and Caroline at 7:30 (8:30 old time). Whoever invented time change Sunday was NOT dealing with anyone under 2 years old! I am looking into blackout curtains for Rutland's room...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399707375664006610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-dP9GChdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/6JYrc-68YNo/s320/IMG_3819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399707378122397026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-dQGQKlWI/AAAAAAAAAUk/m1nb6K8xMQU/s320/IMG_3856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399707391974550162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-dQ52xqpI/AAAAAAAAAU0/zDRUpwvmxK4/s320/IMG_3822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399707384988161026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-dQf1F1AI/AAAAAAAAAUs/_qd3ATdsIB0/s320/IMG_3826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399707393824313138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-dRAvyzzI/AAAAAAAAAU8/FssEPZpDm1c/s320/IMG_3861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399708737363257586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-efN0cKPI/AAAAAAAAAVM/pvdXN5M8OFM/s320/IMG_3862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-364301346450142759?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/364301346450142759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=364301346450142759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/364301346450142759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/364301346450142759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/11/thames-bee-hive.html' title='The Thames Bee Hive'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-dP9GChdI/AAAAAAAAAUc/6JYrc-68YNo/s72-c/IMG_3819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-6933555667005013093</id><published>2009-11-02T20:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:51:17.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally a Vegetable!</title><content type='html'>Caroline has finally found a vegetable she likes! Several months ago Pops (my dad) talked her in to trying some of his delicious corn he cooks on the grill. She hasn't looked back since. But don't make the mistake of cutting it off the cob for her. That's part of the thrill! She loves the handles on the side. And yes, that is juice dripping from her chin - yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399703169145751490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-ZbGl7x8I/AAAAAAAAAUE/MIIMaSbHUVU/s320/IMG_3758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399703172385206162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-ZbSqR75I/AAAAAAAAAUM/yYdeqLKt28A/s320/IMG_3759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399703179091883858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-ZbrpRt1I/AAAAAAAAAUU/a0v6V9YbPHc/s320/IMG_3760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-6933555667005013093?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/6933555667005013093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=6933555667005013093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/6933555667005013093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/6933555667005013093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally-vegetable.html' title='Finally a Vegetable!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Su-ZbGl7x8I/AAAAAAAAAUE/MIIMaSbHUVU/s72-c/IMG_3758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-3749077739345085084</id><published>2009-10-12T09:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T09:29:49.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiley</title><content type='html'>Rutland has earned several nicknames at school this year and it's only October. But, they always tell me how happy he is and that he smiles all the time. So, they have added "Smiley" to his long and distinguished list of nicknames. My favorite ones are "little big man", "There's the little playboy" (Christopher said he had to live with that nickname as a child too - whatever!), and the one we knew was coming "Rut Rut". I have to agree with them - Rutland is a happy child and will flash a smile at the drop of a hat. He's such a sweet boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, he loves to crawl in the dishwasher!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391720001740565170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM8xmgdarI/AAAAAAAAATc/f2prOcxZk1U/s320/IMG_3707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391720015604119682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM8yaJyeII/AAAAAAAAATs/06Ug5h18y_I/s320/IMG_3706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391720012014838658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM8yMyCY4I/AAAAAAAAATk/AcEXtJ6-g3Q/s320/IMG_3750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391720023702585602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM8y4UnQQI/AAAAAAAAAT0/gtTKRO_5KBA/s320/IMG_3815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391720030208092050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM8zQjpZ5I/AAAAAAAAAT8/wDXpQoZAyA4/s320/IMG_3614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-3749077739345085084?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/3749077739345085084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=3749077739345085084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3749077739345085084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3749077739345085084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/10/smiley.html' title='Smiley'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM8xmgdarI/AAAAAAAAATc/f2prOcxZk1U/s72-c/IMG_3707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-235627095802755044</id><published>2009-10-12T08:48:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:05:48.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Pickin'</title><content type='html'>Each year we go to Andy's Nursery on Rocky Ridge to get pumpkins. So this weekend, we loaded up at 9:30am in the rain to go get a pumpkin (we were 30 minutes behind schedule). Now, why may you ask would we A. go in the rain and B. try to get dressed and out the door by 9:00??? Because daddy is certifiably CRAZY on game day, and we have to have him at the chosen football watching location and settled at minimum 30 minutes before kick-off. So, I'm sure you can imagine how excited and helpful he was when we got to Andy's. He literally walked up, grabbed 4 pumpkins and thought that would be it. He obviously hadn't noticed the children's matching pumpkin outfits and my camera ready to take some of my favorite pictures all year. So, we did manage to get some cute pictures and our pumpkins and had Daddy in front of the pig skin idol his required 30 minutes prior to kick-off. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391714666689294674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM37D5HcVI/AAAAAAAAASk/B0m8d28U0v4/s320/IMG_3779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391716262232618482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM5X7wSdfI/AAAAAAAAAS0/iHscRWsOP4w/s320/IMG_3773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391716293150878914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM5Zu7xrMI/AAAAAAAAATU/YjPAmUhMoTI/s320/IMG_3802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391716268686834354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM5YTzF-rI/AAAAAAAAAS8/2EPv-CqG1ts/s320/IMG_3782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391714640617501586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM35ixHc5I/AAAAAAAAASM/ngBrzA39m4c/s320/IMG_3801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391714651438934994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM36LFJa9I/AAAAAAAAASU/KXVwrBdSDyQ/s320/IMG_3793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391714672205565810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM37YcTD3I/AAAAAAAAASs/CUF8imweiHI/s320/IMG_3775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391716279157867298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM5Y6zlQyI/AAAAAAAAATE/RamSf4vH9qo/s320/IMG_3784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391714654792801282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM36XkxXAI/AAAAAAAAASc/DUGE__XFZzw/s320/IMG_3789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391716286076486434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM5ZUlHAyI/AAAAAAAAATM/m7YJT03ztSo/s320/IMG_3796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-235627095802755044?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/235627095802755044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=235627095802755044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/235627095802755044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/235627095802755044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-pickin.html' title='Pumpkin Pickin&apos;'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StM37D5HcVI/AAAAAAAAASk/B0m8d28U0v4/s72-c/IMG_3779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-4523971252591706184</id><published>2009-10-12T08:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T08:48:14.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Entertainer of the Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caroline has nominated herself for entertainer of the year. At least once a day, she gets out baby dolls, minnie mouse, daisy, cinderella, aubie, or any other poor soul she can lay her hands on to have a party with. Most days it's a birthday party and she serves cake and ice cream to all her guests. But other days it's just tea party time. It is so precious, and the sweetest part of all is that her favorite guest at all her parties is her Daddy!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391708848830162834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StMyoaraJ5I/AAAAAAAAAR8/NXHOkt3uYC8/s320/IMG_3767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391708838474175170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StMyn0GWUsI/AAAAAAAAAR0/nhKMhL_xIOc/s320/IMG_3764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391708830879004338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StMynXzhNrI/AAAAAAAAARs/_0ii27raLX4/s320/IMG_3756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391708818690839234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StMymqZoksI/AAAAAAAAARc/NCx2iQcER7Y/s320/IMG_3754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-4523971252591706184?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/4523971252591706184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=4523971252591706184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/4523971252591706184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/4523971252591706184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/10/entertainer-of-year.html' title='Entertainer of the Year'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/StMyoaraJ5I/AAAAAAAAAR8/NXHOkt3uYC8/s72-c/IMG_3767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-3162106945217927763</id><published>2009-09-17T21:49:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:11:38.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink is for Boys??</title><content type='html'>I have a confession to make - we have/are recycling MANY of Caroline's pink baby items (toys, cups, towels, a paci one time, any anything else I find that I just don't want to spend money on to replace). It just seems silly to spend money on something that is in perfectly good shape just so it can be "blue". Rutland certainly doesn't mind, but that is sort of why I think we may have to start changing the rule around here. I don't want to be responsible for some major therapy for gender confusion down the road. He really loves her pink cadillac walker my grandmother gave her. And the worst is the grocery cart cover that was Caroline's and has precious pink polka dots all over it. It's so sad when people in the grocery store look at Rutland and want to immediately say, "Aw, she's so cute", but they know deep down he looks nothing like a girl, especially when he's wearing blue (which he almost always is - he's definitely not in pink clothing - even I think that's going WAY too far). They have the most confused looks on their faces and I immediately explain the situation, which is then followed by relief on their part. Sorry buddy, we all know you are "Little Big &lt;strong&gt;Man&lt;/strong&gt;" (his nickname at school)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See how happy he is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382638256140984434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SrL4-bu2IHI/AAAAAAAAARE/GajMzm4SJkQ/s320/IMG_3617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382638239780636354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SrL49eyPBsI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/JPEVKDN0fAs/s320/IMG_3611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382638244695525026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SrL49xGCRqI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/pFiFpcUAlgg/s320/IMG_3618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He does wear blue - no confusion on the clothing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382638261931489298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SrL4-xTaOBI/AAAAAAAAARM/LcglKyskpmc/s320/IMG_3580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Too precious not to share (and the pj's are blue)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382638276510717858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SrL4_nnXl6I/AAAAAAAAARU/0GzLRHkzg-g/s320/IMG_3570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-3162106945217927763?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/3162106945217927763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=3162106945217927763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3162106945217927763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3162106945217927763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/09/pink-is-for-boys.html' title='Pink is for Boys??'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SrL4-bu2IHI/AAAAAAAAARE/GajMzm4SJkQ/s72-c/IMG_3617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-1673888076928686629</id><published>2009-09-17T20:54:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:45:45.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>War Eagle, Hey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We took Caroline to her first Auburn game Labor Day weekend (AU vs. La Tech). Our friends, the Crumptons, have a tailgating tent close to the new student center that we went to before the game. Too bad it doesn't come with a parking spot for all the guests. We had to hike it from the Jr. High. Not too bad with just Christopher and I, but when you also have to carry a 2 year old in the blazing hot sun, it makes for a long, sweaty haul. Caroline had a great time tailgating and running around with Harris Crumpton and Sidney Johnson. I think her favorite part was shaking the pom pom in the game though. She is also a big fan of Aubie. Of course we went home with an Aubie stuffed animal, complements of Pops. We were all so tired and left at the start of the 3rd quarter (the game was a late one - 6:00 kick-off). Thankfully on the walk back to our car, Christopher spotted a rick-shaw and we hitched a ride back to our car. Some poor, starving, skinny college boy peddled his heart out taking us back to the Jr. High where we parked. It was the best $30 tip we've ever given someone. Caroline is a true Auburn fan now. Now all I have to do is get her to love Alpha Gam! (She already loves squirrels!) Here are some photos from the game!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382631056189310962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SrLybV0mR_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/T3-2e8jDDbk/s320/IMG_3624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382631069426499778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SrLycHIlwMI/AAAAAAAAAQM/bpq5z2bEm9k/s320/IMG_3630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382631076137479954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SrLycgInLxI/AAAAAAAAAQU/Ctuy_7Ov5Tw/s320/IMG_3640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382632272088707666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SrLziHZmslI/AAAAAAAAAQc/2Xak1VpRrZM/s320/IMG_3641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382632281345422306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SrLzip4k8-I/AAAAAAAAAQk/_8MRYatKzmE/s320/IMG_3670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382632290479845746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SrLzjL6ZMXI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1Q2X091oz9U/s320/IMG_3648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-1673888076928686629?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/1673888076928686629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=1673888076928686629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1673888076928686629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1673888076928686629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/09/war-eagle-hey.html' title='War Eagle, Hey!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SrLybV0mR_I/AAAAAAAAAQE/T3-2e8jDDbk/s72-c/IMG_3624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-7299965023595701170</id><published>2009-09-01T14:52:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T15:27:31.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet shoes and tutus</title><content type='html'>My friend Jennifer thought it would be super fun to have the girls take ballet class this fall. We both took as children and loved it, plus we are always looking for an activity for the kids. We finally found a teacher that would take our precious little 2 year olds, who I'm sure have minimal attention spans and will probably just run around the room the whole time. Anyway, bless this lady's heart, she does have a 2-3 year old class and has taken on Caroline, Tate, and Campbell. Our first class is Sept. 17th, so off we go to get some leotards, tutus, and ballet shoes. I have really been talking up ballet class and Caroline does know about the "rini shoes" and that "rini's walk around on tip toes ("rini" of course stands for ballerina). When we get to the store, she goes right for the shoes. She is running around screaming because she is so excited. The sweet girl who helped us put some of those little panty hose footies on her, which really threw her off. She kept asking "What that mommy?" like a broken record. We got the shoes on, and she loved them. The girl mistakenly tried to just put the one shoe on her, but Caroline had to have both shoes on, which I don't blame her - I would want to try on both as well. She ran around the store again screaming while I tried to find a leotard with a built in skirt (we were advised not to have anything that detaches from the leotard so the kids won't play with it during class). I pull a few leotards that I think might fit Caroline's "brickhouse body", put Rutland on the floor with a set of keys to chew on, and tie Caroline down long enough to get her shirt off. Well, like most things in her life right now, she wants to do it herself. So I give in, turn around to get the leotard, and the next thing I know, Caroline has stripped down to her birthday suit and is running around the store in just the ballet shoes, and yes, the pantyhose footies. I know Applause dance store wishes we came in more often. I finally tackle her when she lapped back around and got the leotard on. She looked in the mirror and said, "Mommy, my body beautiful in my leotard!". Needless to say we wore it all home, tags, pantyhose footies, shoes, and all. And Rutland never made a peep, sweet boy. Here are some pictures of Ca-kine's rini outfit when we got home. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376594775396839778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sp2Adji_8WI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ahS73sXy7Gc/s320/IMG_3595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376594788725576690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sp2AeVM0U_I/AAAAAAAAAPc/vPqYeY23akU/s320/IMG_3596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376594797791592834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sp2Ae2-UwYI/AAAAAAAAAPk/6tKeFbHGFBI/s320/IMG_3597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376594806429850226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sp2AfXJ2GnI/AAAAAAAAAPs/HYVsBxaWsY4/s320/IMG_3598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376594813506472546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sp2AfxhCymI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Z_THSJDyYTY/s320/IMG_3599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376595221373154194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sp2A3g8Cc5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/swNxhFh9u-s/s320/IMG_3603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Rutland likes the rini skirt too! Caroline said, "No, no, no, buddy. No pull on Ca-kine's rini skirt!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-7299965023595701170?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/7299965023595701170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=7299965023595701170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7299965023595701170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7299965023595701170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/09/ballet-shoes-and-tutus.html' title='Ballet shoes and tutus'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sp2Adji_8WI/AAAAAAAAAPU/ahS73sXy7Gc/s72-c/IMG_3595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-1274993717881230143</id><published>2009-08-22T20:43:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T21:27:56.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time!</title><content type='html'>For Caroline's 2nd birthday we had a "water" party. For an August birthday, you have 2 choices: be indoors somewhere or if you are outside, make sure everyone is wet. We had some pools, a beach ball sprinkler, and an inflatable water slide. It actually worked out great because they delivered the slide on Friday (we were able to slide Friday afternoon and evening - and I do mean everybody including Christopher and myself) and picked it up Sunday. So you feel like you really get your money's worth using it 3 days. I only mention it because I had to really justify this to Christopher to get him to bump for the slide. Our great friends Robb and Libby helped me out in this department, although we were so sad they were out of town and couldn't slide with us. The party was so much fun and I think the kids had a really good time. Several parents thanked me in advance for an extra long afternoon nap. Caroline did NOT like everyone singing "Happy Birthday" to her though. She literally sunk down under the table and said "Mommy, no sing song". As soon as we nixed the singing she was eager to chow down on some cake. Thank everyone for coming and she had a great time opening presents later that afternoon. I can't believe we have to do this all over again for Rutland in 6 months. Here are some pictures from the party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parrish LOVED the slide. He went down at least 20 times. Kristen you definitely owe us for Parrish's good nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372972794307252498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SpCiSgiFkRI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1z1gJS2XguA/s320/IMG_3462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Caroline liked to bounce on the slide more than acutally get wet. I guess she didn't want to mess up her hair on her party day! (Pops was our official lifeguard - thanks Dad.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372972803802986866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SpCiTD6C-XI/AAAAAAAAAOM/1JJZjnC7s94/s320/IMG_3465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372972780509187650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SpCiRtIXzkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jgONCGR4ovs/s320/102_0913+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The bubble machine was a big hit too. Thanks Crumpton family!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372972815204947538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SpCiTuYfFlI/AAAAAAAAAOU/pnsxgVV4hoY/s320/IMG_3476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ellison was a big fan of the snack tables. How cute is she with her sun hat!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372974266456781746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SpCjoMt4s7I/AAAAAAAAAOc/rcZB5TzsscA/s320/IMG_3480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gracie and Adeline had a great time sliding together.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372974273829355474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SpCjooLpP9I/AAAAAAAAAOk/JLDhTkICCrM/s320/IMG_3483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is Caroline diving under the table when we sang Happy Birthday.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372974276715440786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SpCjoy7vapI/AAAAAAAAAOs/pZez_97MO-M/s320/IMG_3486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But, she made a quick recovery once it was time to eat the cake. Note that Sidney is not missing a chance to swipe some icing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372974287340148162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SpCjpag3lcI/AAAAAAAAAO0/qnOA6a8mWkM/s320/IMG_3499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We even used our tongue - nice!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372974293471216770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SpCjpxWoRII/AAAAAAAAAO8/RLebORoLLRQ/s320/IMG_3520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eli stuck to the toys - maybe next year he'll brave up to the slide.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372975065357652850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SpCkWs2sk3I/AAAAAAAAAPE/ugeUJPIgtss/s320/IMG_3536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Caroline loved all her presents. She had to try everything on as soon as she opened it. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372975073680031330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SpCkXL25_mI/AAAAAAAAAPM/cISvmwgPe-Y/s320/IMG_3560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Cinderella dress and shoes were a big hit. Disneyworld here we come!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372972785904175618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SpCiSBOoygI/AAAAAAAAAN8/5qxCVmo4-Rg/s320/IMG_3451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-1274993717881230143?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/1274993717881230143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=1274993717881230143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1274993717881230143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1274993717881230143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/08/party-time.html' title='Party Time!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SpCiSgiFkRI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1z1gJS2XguA/s72-c/IMG_3462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-2463816400727110291</id><published>2009-08-17T21:36:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T16:48:09.428-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sweet Caroline!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sosej1EhFEI/AAAAAAAAANs/LPI3UTD206A/s1600-h/IMG_2416.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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&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&gt;My sweet little girl is 2! We celebrated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Caroline's&lt;/span&gt; second birthday this past Friday, 8/14/09. I sang her happy birthday in her crib and was immediately reminded that it was also Big Mo's birthday and had to sing him happy birthday too (Big Mo is the Montgomery Biscuit's mascot for those who have not read previous blogs). We opened presents and went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chucky&lt;/span&gt; Cheese with Daddy and Aunt Ash and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt;. We wore party hats, sang happy birthday a couple hundred more times, and watched movies of her when she was younger. She had a great day and was so surprised by all the events and present giving. Nothing is more rewarding than watching your child be genuinely happy. Caroline, we are so proud of you and love you more and more every day. You surprise us daily, amaze us constantly, and grow into a more special child every minute. We have so many memories and it's only been 2 years. I can't imagine what our bookshelf is going to look like after 20 years with all the photo albums that are already on it! We love you bug! Happy Birthday :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371143000533521778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooiGfigVXI/AAAAAAAAALM/sOj70AyFMng/s320/CIMG3089.JPG" border="0" /&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&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371143001850421474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooiGkceoOI/AAAAAAAAALU/LcXnGZkwg6M/s320/CIMG3103.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Your 1st Halloween you were an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; pea&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371143021496391634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooiHtocV9I/AAAAAAAAALk/NbC0z-G0N2E/s320/CIMG3575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371143028649288322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooiIIR04oI/AAAAAAAAALs/pkBJvL3KmRc/s320/IMG_0567.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;You loved your big sister Bella!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371408721648797298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SosTxf1PxnI/AAAAAAAAAL0/iT0WAieG6HE/s320/IMG_0676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371408740183503122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SosTyk4Q8RI/AAAAAAAAAME/FUfOOFx-OVc/s320/IMG_1030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371408753532404962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SosTzWm5BOI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MU5Np3r5F5A/s320/IMG_1226.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Learning to wave&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371408765906970754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SosT0EtN6II/AAAAAAAAAMU/w21CntRy8OU/s320/CIMG4144.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;First Birthday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371410385792213250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SosVSXP9IQI/AAAAAAAAAMc/rInfs-Zcol4/s320/IMG_1481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First bow in your hair- it didn't last long.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371410398803751602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SosVTHuJcrI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Cu6LyVfkoRM/s320/IMG_1501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;First pair of shoes - check out those thighs!! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371410411325184818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SosVT2XfWzI/AAAAAAAAAMs/6v2bO0i6xd4/s320/IMG_1503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Picking a pumpkin with daddy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371410426429932290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SosVUuovgwI/AAAAAAAAAM0/MycD9K5rC_w/s320/IMG_1600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Christmas, but you really started to get it this time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371410439259443106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SosVVebiT6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/JGw3KMDPWXQ/s320/IMG_2156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371417693842544898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sosb7v27mQI/AAAAAAAAANE/7MgutrFJU0c/s320/IMG_2092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;You are a great sleeping buddy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371417719570519858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sosb9Ps9VzI/AAAAAAAAANU/E6rZsO25DlI/s320/IMG_2590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Rutland's&lt;/span&gt; first time home. You are such a great big sister. (Please note the washing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;machine&lt;/span&gt; in the background of our kitchen - we were renovating the house during all this.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371417774933032034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SoscAd8aPGI/AAAAAAAAANc/xd07oERXqHI/s320/IMG_2414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Same dress - 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371417798583924690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SoscB2DON9I/AAAAAAAAANk/2XcQ_FheLbg/s320/IMG_3444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-2463816400727110291?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/2463816400727110291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=2463816400727110291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/2463816400727110291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/2463816400727110291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-sweet-caroline.html' title='Happy Birthday Sweet Caroline!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooiGfigVXI/AAAAAAAAALM/sOj70AyFMng/s72-c/CIMG3089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-1022720456988644601</id><published>2009-08-17T21:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:36:19.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Child Abuse</title><content type='html'>I'd like to report several instances of child abuse at our house. First, Caroline has been obsessed with party hats since I started telling her that her birthday coming up. I bought some a few weeks ago in preparation for the b-day party and we had to tear into the pack immediately to get one out for her. She asks for it every morning when she wakes up and will wear it around the house sporadically throughout the day. Poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; has also become victim to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Caroline's&lt;/span&gt; obsession and she keeps trying to make him wear them with her. You can tell from the pictures, he is not a fan of them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371126416122850242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooTBJy4K8I/AAAAAAAAALE/-tfS_NeKf6s/s320/IMG_3347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371126407421577122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooTApYVR6I/AAAAAAAAAK8/qxQjIZX6fnc/s320/IMG_3346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;instance&lt;/span&gt; of child abuse is similar, although the hat is different and the abuser is an adult and should know better. Christopher's dad, Papa, bought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; his first (and only) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;camo&lt;/span&gt; hat as soon as he found out we were having a boy. So, Christopher dug it out from his closet (I will learn to hide things better next time) and has begun to put it on him. At first it was cute to take a picture in, but now Christopher uses it as a "mosquito &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;repellent&lt;/span&gt;" and insists on putting it on him whenever we are outside. I'm in the market for more subtle, less "red" hat. Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he looks like you Papa, doesn't mean he has to dress like you! (Of course, I'm just kidding.)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371126398958050354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooTAJ2eHDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/l7-zNPK-rTc/s320/IMG_3358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371126388569707346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooS_jJsk1I/AAAAAAAAAKs/4BgjvO11u8c/s320/IMG_3355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371126381218215570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooS_Hw9tpI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pDEd11YMbH4/s320/IMG_3357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-1022720456988644601?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/1022720456988644601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=1022720456988644601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1022720456988644601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1022720456988644601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/08/child-abuse.html' title='Child Abuse'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooTBJy4K8I/AAAAAAAAALE/-tfS_NeKf6s/s72-c/IMG_3347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-8664374365549163447</id><published>2009-08-17T20:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:16:32.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty, Potty, All the Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Caroline is now obsessed with all things potty. Ever since she started potty training a few months ago, I feel like our world revolves around it now. It's been about 2 1/2 months since we said bye bye to diapers and it's been a sometimes bumpy road. She still has accidents when she doesn't want to stop playing or stop watching a movie/tv to go to the potty, but for the most part, she can go on command and if you keep reminding her throughout the day, she'll let you know when it's time. She has a major love/hate relationship with #2 on the potty. I won't go there for obvious reasons. Anyway, she constantly tells me all about her baby dolls potty habits and she can even tell when they have to poo poo. The other day she said to me while I was feeding Rutland and paying minimal attention to what she was doing, "Mommy, baby Jesus has to poo poo!" Needless to say, that caught my attention since it's not every day you think about Jesus' bodily functions. I looked down and she had this little stuffed manger scene the magic elf gave her for Christmas last year, and had little baby Jesus out inspecting him. She had found some dirt on him and logically come to the conclusion that it was poo. So, being the sweet little girl that she is, she changed his diaper and got him all clean! It was too cute for words. A few days later, I went to her bathroom to get some tissue for Rutland's nose and low and behold, there was a baby doll laid out across the potty. I called her in there and asked her what happened, and of course she informed me that the baby had to tee tee. Duh, mommy. She even pulled the dolly's pants down. I'm holding out as long as possible for the baby doll that does actually go potty. That is just disturbing, although I'm pretty sure I had one as a little girl. Oh my...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371120750105309234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooN3WPBsDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uD_xDG_XSx4/s320/IMG_3359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371120759846112162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooN36hai6I/AAAAAAAAAKU/u16k8XSq3dg/s320/IMG_3360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371120773209393538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooN4sTeCYI/AAAAAAAAAKc/O_SuwU0cRwI/s320/IMG_3361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-8664374365549163447?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/8664374365549163447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=8664374365549163447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/8664374365549163447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/8664374365549163447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/08/potty-potty-all-time.html' title='Potty, Potty, All the Time!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SooN3WPBsDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/uD_xDG_XSx4/s72-c/IMG_3359.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-7982683912157092163</id><published>2009-08-05T21:02:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:21:54.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tricks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; is sitting up! I know I've already blogged about baby #2 growing up too fast, but it's official now - he's sitting up, down to 2 naps a day, eating baby food by the cup full, sucking his toes, and even starting to crawl. He will be 6 months on Aug. 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I remember that being my favorite "baby stage" with Caroline because they could play with so many more toys and entertain themselves for a while. That part is great and thank goodness I don't have to carry that enormous car seat everywhere we go now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; a hip baby, which I love. The only milestone I can't report on yet is a first tooth (although with the amount of drool and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; I've given him it can't be long) or growth of hair. He does have some peach fuzz, but if you look at him, you definitely see a bald baby. Apparently that gene comes from the mother's side of the family. He may be waiting a long time if that's the case. My mom swears I was bald until I was 2. Anyway, here are some recent pictures of my little man and all his tricks!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366669023093895826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sno9CuyaspI/AAAAAAAAAJs/onmHHWoqjlk/s320/IMG_3241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366669017298380210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sno9CZMqJbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Nti4ypAvi5g/s320/IMG_3244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366669029139904674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sno9DFT5eKI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/epz0RYUfuUw/s320/IMG_3310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366669035435775570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sno9Dcw81lI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/QvU6rnbylQY/s320/IMG_3309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366669036555706962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sno9Dg79olI/AAAAAAAAAKE/O6m6_pyOMYU/s320/IMG_3276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-7982683912157092163?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/7982683912157092163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=7982683912157092163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7982683912157092163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7982683912157092163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/08/tears-tears-tears.html' title='New Tricks!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sno9CuyaspI/AAAAAAAAAJs/onmHHWoqjlk/s72-c/IMG_3241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-3831779066355387260</id><published>2009-08-05T20:25:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T21:49:16.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More bathtime antics!</title><content type='html'>Our kids definitely love bath time. Even if our day has been a disaster and everyone is hanging by a thread, bath time typically goes well and helps the transition to bedtime go smoothly. So, to kill two birds with one stone, we usually bathe both kids at the same time. Yes, we've had to deal with some anatomy questions here and there, but now that everyone is straight on what's what (tee tee and toot toot are our defining terms), it's not an issue. Caroline has a bath time princess set, complete with crown, magic wand, and of course a mirror to see yourself in. I guess she has grown bored with her toys, so she finds new joy by watching her brother play with them a.k.a. aggravating the stew out of him until he grabs it and starts to chew on it. The other night Caroline thought it would be great to put the princess crown on her brother. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; thought it was a great idea and giggled hysterically when he saw himself in the princess mirror. I immediately had visions of Caroline and her friends forcing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; to dress up in ballerina costumes, make-up, and high heels. The sad part is that I know he will love it - up until a point and then the gloves will come off and he will put his sister in her place. She will deserve it, I'm sure. Here are some pictures from the royal bath! EVERYONE had to wear the princess crown - even Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1st, the initial shock and surprise of seeing himself in the crown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366664671772355506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sno5Fc2hK7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/b7TBzUYgDS4/s320/IMG_3298+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Then, he's so amused by it, he starts to laugh and squeal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366664679615396642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sno5F6EceyI/AAAAAAAAAJM/bR_qKd71VGY/s320/IMG_3296+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's starting to really enjoy wearing the crown and putting on a show. Daddy takes it off of him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366664672817438658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sno5Fgvr38I/AAAAAAAAAJE/DW1uGsjz4hM/s320/IMG_3297+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Brother is having so much fun, Caroline has to try it back on.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366664692180105586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sno5Go4GuXI/AAAAAAAAAJc/SD5CqHZ8Lgc/s320/IMG_3294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Even Mommy must get a turn. Caroline didn't want me to feel left out. Thanks sweetie. I love it - see the enthusiasm in my face.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366664681370623554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sno5GAm7HkI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_tJaq0hdX9M/s320/IMG_3305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-3831779066355387260?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/3831779066355387260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=3831779066355387260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3831779066355387260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/3831779066355387260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-bathtime-antics.html' title='More bathtime antics!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sno5Fc2hK7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/b7TBzUYgDS4/s72-c/IMG_3298+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-7452015311409649457</id><published>2009-07-26T07:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T08:13:15.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since one traumatic night in my parents jacuzzi tub in Montgomery, Caroline has been scared of our new "big girl" tub. My mom had asked Caroline if she wanted to get in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GiGi's&lt;/span&gt; big bathtub and she was really excited about it. So, we fill it up a little less than half way and she gets in with all of her toys and is having a ball. Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;GiGi&lt;/span&gt; decides she needs to amp up the fun a little bit by turning on the jets. However, she failed to make sure the water was above the jets before turning it on. Caroline walked on water that day to get out of the tub. Not to mention water went EVERYWHERE shooting out of the jets all over the bathroom. I have to admit, even I was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;panicked&lt;/span&gt; when it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt;. So...she is happy to get in Mommy's new tub, but will not let you turn the jets on. Leave it to Daddy to work his magic. The other night she braved up to try the "big girl" tub again (it's been a while and I guess her memory is fading). I don't know what transpired in the bathroom, but Christopher called me in there, and sure enough, there was Caroline playing in the bubbles and begging her Daddy to turn on the jets. She loves it now and cried when we took her out. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362755750091975714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmxV8Q1qbCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/8Y9NndDY8F4/s320/IMG_3213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362755766435363410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmxV9NuOulI/AAAAAAAAAIs/NvEKuZCf5FI/s320/IMG_3214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She even felt it was safe enough for her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;baby doll&lt;/span&gt; to get in!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362755756985190226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmxV8qhIh1I/AAAAAAAAAIk/EE82yyElEOU/s320/IMG_3202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362755746663885986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmxV8EEV7KI/AAAAAAAAAIU/GWV9ntiO36Y/s320/IMG_3197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-7452015311409649457?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/7452015311409649457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=7452015311409649457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7452015311409649457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7452015311409649457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/07/bubbles.html' title='Bubbles!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmxV8Q1qbCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/8Y9NndDY8F4/s72-c/IMG_3213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-7611349596431334412</id><published>2009-07-20T15:18:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:28:05.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Pains</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is amazing how quickly you forget everything that goes along with having a baby in the house again. And it's not like we didn't just have a 5 month old, oh just 18 short months ago. We should still be in practice...but we're not! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; is growing up so much faster than Caroline did, and it's killing me. He has the sweetest disposition and just smiles at everyone who looks at him. I don't know if hormones play a part (i.e. being a female), but Caroline was a little less generous in the "cheer" department. She was a happy baby of course, but it seemed like we had to turn a few more tricks to keep her that way. Anyway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; has started eating baby food, sitting in a high chair, starting to sit up by himself, and even getting up on all 4's to "creep", and he's only been 5 months old for 1 day! I went to get him up from his nap the other day and he was all but sitting up in his crib, propped up on one hand. I thought baby #2 was supposed to be "delayed" because you don't spend as much time with them as you did with baby #1. And I'm starting to feel panic set in at what is going to happen when baby #2 gets mobile. The blog may suffer considerable set backs when that happens. Those of you with boys, I never believed you about how much more active they are than girls. Now I do...changing a boys diaper on a changing table is a total joke! Someone should have told me that it was a huge waste of money buying another changing pad, because it's much safer to change &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rutland's&lt;/span&gt; diaper on the floor. I have never seen a baby's body contort into so many different and painful looking positions. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; gun shy that I might get tee teed on, now I also have to worry about whether or not the child is going to fall off the table - nightmare! Baby #2 is supposed to be exactly like baby #1, right?? It's not fair that they throw you curve balls. We are in a great place right now and actually feel somewhat normal again. Our friends Robb and Libby's second child, Miller, just celebrated his first birthday this weekend. It was a major milestone for them, and they really upped the ante for birthdays by getting a blow-up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jumper&lt;/span&gt;. Caroline was so shocked and excited by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jumper&lt;/span&gt;, that she immediately got in it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jumped&lt;/span&gt;, and tee teed in the jumper. One of the other kids said, "Mommy, there are bubbles in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jumper&lt;/span&gt;!" Christopher went in to investigate and yes, it was our precious child who went in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jumper&lt;/span&gt;. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; called for Aunt Libby, because she knew Libby would not get on to her. After we sanitized the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;jumper&lt;/span&gt;, everyone had a great time, and no more accidents. Here are some pictures from the weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Rutland's&lt;/span&gt; first time in the swing. He loves it, but is not as big a daredevil as his sister yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360715357847375250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUWNzZ5TZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oZsfzdPoQrU/s320/IMG_3160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He loves to stand up in the chair in our living room and look out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360700395144190274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUIm2_dmUI/AAAAAAAAAHE/xu8P-F7jbHI/s320/IMG_3079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360700385152140914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUImRxLBnI/AAAAAAAAAG8/VUiyjmBjDJA/s320/IMG_3078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360700382140311890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUImGjGKVI/AAAAAAAAAG0/BPoVcsFM-q8/s320/IMG_3072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Could these two children look any different??&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360700370859604658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUIlchkOrI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jKgMsZCcbFM/s320/IMG_2965.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; and Caroline love to ride in the stroller. It is my favorite "baby" purchase we have made!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360700378171818002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUIl3w7wBI/AAAAAAAAAGs/v8HVHa3erB0/s320/IMG_3049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Caroline loves to peek-a-boo at me through the slats on our front porch.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360702513240575922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUKiJg_j7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/12vODrohAYU/s320/IMG_3119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She is so big cutting the grass like her daddy...notice she is choosing to cut the concrete instead of the grass near the "real" lawnmower.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360702521744867698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUKipMkwXI/AAAAAAAAAHc/udnArVvpvIA/s320/IMG_3129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360702527625641698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUKi_GqPuI/AAAAAAAAAHk/q1hJWLb40tI/s320/IMG_3125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are Caroline, Harris, and his cousin Lizzie taking a quick rest from bouncing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360704501024214754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUMV2lizuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/tvkxXsyK5O4/s320/IMG_3180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was a great birthday idea and actually entertained the kids from Friday night through Sunday night. It might be worth renting on a weekly basis!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360704507317535298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUMWOB_QkI/AAAAAAAAAH8/cklZIoXsHaU/s320/IMG_3185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360704516339995154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUMWvpHEhI/AAAAAAAAAIE/29nVxUS3UxM/s320/IMG_3186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is our sweet pug Bella. She puts up with so much, I actually took the time to take her picture this weekend and thought she deserved a photo on the blog. She was my first baby! She is 4 years old now.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360702532891405858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUKjSuHbiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/usN6ULE6J1o/s320/IMG_3177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-7611349596431334412?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/7611349596431334412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=7611349596431334412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7611349596431334412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/7611349596431334412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/07/growing-pains.html' title='Growing Pains'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SmUWNzZ5TZI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oZsfzdPoQrU/s72-c/IMG_3160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-1062546279260433273</id><published>2009-07-06T15:34:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T18:31:02.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We decided to go to Montgomery for the 4th this year and celebrate with our families. Now that we come with some additional "baggage" (Caroline, Rutland, and Bella), traveling long distances is no picnic. We thought a nice, relaxing weekend by the pool would be great. I should have known that a weekend at my parents house (a.k.a. the family who has to "close it down") would mean lots and lots of fun, but little rest! Ever since I can remember, no matter what the holiday or vacation, my family will find a way to stay out as late as possible until every store, theme park, or mall closes. They are always up for "one more stop". My dad managed to find a "putt putt" in Prattville to go to Friday night. By the time we finished eating dinner at Mellow Mushroom it was 8:30pm and past Rutland's bedtime. Just when we thought he was going to call it a night in the carseat, we showed up at Emeral Mtn. putt putt/go carts park, and his eyes have never been so big. We were a little disappointed in the facilities though. The large, overgrown brush, wet, slippery paths, and dark course made it a little difficult to actually play putt putt. (And I'm sure that is the excuse my dad has for "letting" Christopher and my sister beat him.) But, we had a great time together and decided to call it a night at 9:30. Rutland did finally fall asleep on the way back to Montgomery, but was up bright and early the next morning at 7. Christopher and my dad went fishing, and I swam with Caroline all day until her nap. That night we had pity on Rutland and let him stay home with my Me-maw, and we all headed to the Biscuits game. Caroline is obsessed with their mascot, Big Mo. She had to give him five about 20 times and we got her picture with him. After the game, we watched the fireworks, which she loved and made it home around 11. We were all so tired on Sunday, but had such a great time. My mom and dad's theory is that we need to "break them in early" and get the kids used to "closing it down", so when it's time to go to Disney, they will be ready. Yes, they are already counting down the days until we let them take Caroline to Disneyworld. (I'm also counting the days!) Anyway, here are some pictures from the weekend. Please note how many times you see Christopher asleep (many!) and how many times I'm asleep (ZERO)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the first year Caroline has been able to use her floaties. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;She has it down pat now and even jumps off the diving board - FEARLESS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355457790523036050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SlJofG25UZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/SqfwFULgfWM/s320/IMG_2975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355457793230684786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SlJofQ8cwnI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_Rx-VfCX80o/s320/IMG_2990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoying a popsicle in the pool! Please note who is waiting in the wings to get a lick!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355457803353481074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SlJof2p6X3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/JuOVfKm-2Fo/s320/IMG_2997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swimming with Daddy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355457805872935778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SlJogACmM2I/AAAAAAAAAFM/L0P0_xjlYO0/s320/IMG_3001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rutland enjoyed some time in the shade with Me-maw.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355459669576165858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SlJqMe4EqeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JdWCPp8AYsY/s320/IMG_3003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He has Aunt Ashley wrapped around his finger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355459674424223554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SlJqMw78J0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/jt5y5hUTeG8/s320/IMG_3008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355459682305952098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SlJqNOTFyWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/329tagWqbvA/s320/IMG_3011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you see any similarities here??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355469455874685234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SlJzGHrdeTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/bWdmA33dKTY/s320/IMG_3015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pops&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;slaved over the grill all morning - three little savages were waiting for a scrap to fall!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355469470844826898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SlJzG_cntRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/hEHpqccSwaU/s320/IMG_3016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nap #1...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355469472762997202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SlJzHGl8qdI/AAAAAAAAAGU/FPqhd1EyWKM/s320/IMG_3018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nap #2!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christopher clearly is not used to "closing it down".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355469480431326674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SlJzHjKOFdI/AAAAAAAAAGc/JtBZc2ltMhg/s320/IMG_3027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;We got to see Ella &amp;amp; Gray over at Christopher's parents house on Sunday. We love our cousins!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355459663663430290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SlJqMI2XepI/AAAAAAAAAFc/IRvmUU1FX94/s320/IMG_3043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2734352523910054823-1062546279260433273?l=adriennethames.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/feeds/1062546279260433273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2734352523910054823&amp;postID=1062546279260433273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1062546279260433273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2734352523910054823/posts/default/1062546279260433273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://adriennethames.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th.html' title='Happy 4th!'/><author><name>Adrienne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02181617326492656864</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/Sj_Q0DRw9kI/AAAAAAAAAB0/M0Mgzv-QQXA/S220/CIMG4064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SlJofG25UZI/AAAAAAAAAE0/SqfwFULgfWM/s72-c/IMG_2975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2734352523910054823.post-4621639104240369787</id><published>2009-06-30T14:09:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:12:04.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Dressed Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We visited a new church on Sunday, Covenant Presbyterian, which is also where I teach those "sweet" little 3 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; during the school year and where Caroline LOVES to go to school. We have had such a wonderful experience with the most caring ladies in the nursery there, that we wanted to visit on Sunday. All this to say, we got all the kiddies dressed up and actually took some time to have a few "Family Shots" before we got in the car. Caroline also had a dress-up session of her own the night before, sporting her Aunt Ashley's 4-inch Jessica Simpson gold heels. She thinks she is so big - her daddy is definitely in for some heart-breaking years to come! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; had his 4 month check-up today. He weighed in at a "whopping" 13 lb. 3 oz. (25 percentile) and was 25.5 inches long (75-90 percentile). As his daddy says, he will be a lean, mean, lady-catching machine when he gets older. He is a sweet, sweet boy and nobody will love him like his mama does!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rutland&lt;/span&gt; is wearing one of Christopher's gowns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353214957165372626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SkpwpBgmZNI/AAAAAAAAADs/YH-3qU7QpHU/s320/IMG_2927+(2).JPG" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think the fact that we didn't have to be there until 11:00 played a definite role in our ability to take a few pictures. We started getting ready at 9:00 though.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353244340525479346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNG82XkWKH4/SkqLXXDkNbI/AAAAAAAAAEU/WM0ytZXen-4/s320/IMG_2937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353244697509840114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: 
