<?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-9040107163984572416</id><updated>2012-02-01T22:24:51.044-08:00</updated><category term='Starting off...'/><title type='text'>Atlee's Mom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-7488570033336845162</id><published>2011-01-21T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T11:05:54.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A While</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/TTnY0YVPlfI/AAAAAAAAAYI/rvCUtyD-Jko/s1600/IMG_4038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564717208989308402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/TTnY0YVPlfI/AAAAAAAAAYI/rvCUtyD-Jko/s320/IMG_4038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/TTnY0Xlfn7I/AAAAAAAAAYA/yJw8tU_Jm5g/s1600/Halloween%2B046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564717208789032882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/TTnY0Xlfn7I/AAAAAAAAAYA/yJw8tU_Jm5g/s320/Halloween%2B046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/TTnY0IYpaII/AAAAAAAAAX4/0TMN9Wr_980/s1600/Fall%2B2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564717204708616322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/TTnY0IYpaII/AAAAAAAAAX4/0TMN9Wr_980/s320/Fall%2B2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/TTnYzsZaIlI/AAAAAAAAAXw/VpKtVIYzxos/s1600/Fall%2B2010%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564717197195616850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/TTnYzsZaIlI/AAAAAAAAAXw/VpKtVIYzxos/s320/Fall%2B2010%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/TTnYzs3WctI/AAAAAAAAAXo/_aD0_ZM5iww/s1600/Fall%2B2010%2B092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564717197321204434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/TTnYzs3WctI/AAAAAAAAAXo/_aD0_ZM5iww/s320/Fall%2B2010%2B092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it's been a long while since I have actually signed into my blog so Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is going GREAT for me. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; is almost done with her Kindergarten year. She's reading pretty good and writing really well (in cursive I might add) She's getting so smart and she's tons of fun to be around. I'm dating a terrific guy. We have know each other for a few years as friends and it's really weird how wonderful it's going even though it's only been 2 months. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; adores him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; well I thought I'd just write a quick update. I have to get back to work! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-7488570033336845162?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7488570033336845162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=7488570033336845162' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7488570033336845162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7488570033336845162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/TTnY0YVPlfI/AAAAAAAAAYI/rvCUtyD-Jko/s72-c/IMG_4038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-7153701807869144413</id><published>2010-02-22T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T13:52:19.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a quick post! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/S4L65GzLRxI/AAAAAAAAAXM/UZrJlLzCU6E/s1600-h/Feb10+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441187158801729298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/S4L65GzLRxI/AAAAAAAAAXM/UZrJlLzCU6E/s320/Feb10+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the snow ball fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/S4L645WCVBI/AAAAAAAAAXE/BhqwZagTNV8/s1600-h/Feb10+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441187155189847058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/S4L645WCVBI/AAAAAAAAAXE/BhqwZagTNV8/s320/Feb10+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See her beautiful snowwoman! Boobs and Jessica's of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/S4L64oCMKVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lkairjJxJPQ/s1600-h/Feb10+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441187150543202642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/S4L64oCMKVI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lkairjJxJPQ/s320/Feb10+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving the SNOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/S4L64cO-K5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/vs2d9INNhYg/s1600-h/Feb10+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441187147375586194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/S4L64cO-K5I/AAAAAAAAAW0/vs2d9INNhYg/s320/Feb10+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house in the snow. (Yes I'm moving just started this weekend. Big step. Super nervous. Super excited. I will put more pictures up when I'm done. Painted 14 hrs on Friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/S4L63htdp_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/7AJL5xKIbOs/s1600-h/Feb10+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441187131665786866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/S4L63htdp_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/7AJL5xKIbOs/s320/Feb10+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My ba-friend Ashley and I when it was just first snowing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-7153701807869144413?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7153701807869144413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=7153701807869144413' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7153701807869144413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7153701807869144413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2010/02/snow-pictures.html' title='Snow Pictures'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/S4L65GzLRxI/AAAAAAAAAXM/UZrJlLzCU6E/s72-c/Feb10+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-9027860467474489504</id><published>2009-11-20T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T12:49:05.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If any...</title><content type='html'>Finds some red and white tights or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;leggin's&lt;/span&gt; for size 5-6 girls (45-50lbs) can you please let me know where or pick them up for me and I will pay you back? I haven't been about to get out much and I'm not a searcher... I have a really great plan for them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-9027860467474489504?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9027860467474489504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=9027860467474489504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/9027860467474489504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/9027860467474489504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-any.html' title='If any...'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-8614603143308414104</id><published>2009-10-08T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T10:50:06.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUNNY FUNNY stuff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love kid stories so here are 2 from just '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lasterday&lt;/span&gt;' about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt;: You know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zacheus&lt;/span&gt;? He was that wee little man that stole all those people's money... he climbed up in that "hook em horn" tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: (CRACKING UP) Honey, do you mean "sycamore" tree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt;: No it was a "hook em horn" tree!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: (still laughing) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; I gotcha... the hook em horn tree yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt;: Because he wanted to see the LORD. And he said get down from there so he did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classic I love that one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I call my (ex) mother-in-law to tell her and she tells me THIS story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darla says: So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; was walking and she stops dead in her tracks and stares out in space. So I ask her "OH! I bet your brain is thinking something really good. What is it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt;: My brain is not thinking at all... I think it's confused. (she keeps looking for just a few more seconds and then does a little shake of the head) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I think it's good now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt; I think I would have peed my pants if I was there for that one. Man I love my precious little girl. And I FINALLY got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;genuine&lt;/span&gt; smile out of her. My new favorite picture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390287550655431810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/Ss4l9-YHBII/AAAAAAAAAWM/NlXPsq3rUuw/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&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/9040107163984572416-8614603143308414104?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8614603143308414104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=8614603143308414104' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/8614603143308414104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/8614603143308414104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/funny-funny-stuff.html' title='FUNNY FUNNY stuff!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/Ss4l9-YHBII/AAAAAAAAAWM/NlXPsq3rUuw/s72-c/Picture+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-6361810898748341700</id><published>2009-09-10T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T10:13:14.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So Saturday night I went over to Lexi &amp;amp; Chris' b/c I had a horrible day and they invited Atlee and I to go to dinner at Joe's Pasta &amp;amp; Pizza and I stopped and rented movies on the way. (Please be in prayer for me. I don't know how things will go down but I need prayers. This is all private for me, so please just pray for Atlee and me.) We watch Race to Witch Mountain and ate popcorn. The fun came AFTER the movie. Atlee was playing with her FUN Uncle Chris and Lexi &amp;amp; I got some great laughs out of it. Here was Lexi's and my favorite moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uncle Chris is counting to 10 for hide and seek. 1... 2.... 3.... In the mean time Atlee hid behind their chair and I covered her up with a blanket... 7... 8... UMMM says Uncle Chris. And sure enough Atlee from under the covers goes "9!!!!!" Like com'on Uncle Chris don't you know how to count?? Totally hilarious. We were all laughing pretty hard. Fun times. I love memories like this! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just wanted to Thank Lexi and Chris for your love and support. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-6361810898748341700?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6361810898748341700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=6361810898748341700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/6361810898748341700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/6361810898748341700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/9.html' title='9!!!!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-2543197700832532236</id><published>2009-09-02T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T06:56:32.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check THIS Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/Sp53FnF48-I/AAAAAAAAAV0/bdyU4bij8UY/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376865943403688930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/Sp53FnF48-I/AAAAAAAAAV0/bdyU4bij8UY/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Atlee's NEW 16" Bike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376865928674817746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/Sp53EwOQNtI/AAAAAAAAAVs/EpajPd82mPw/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376865951222817986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/Sp53GEOHZMI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Wpaal-cmevU/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                     Look HOW fast!!! She's blurry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said and I quote “Check this out! I can go fast over speed bumps!” She did SO awesome on this bigger bike! She rode all the way down to Shady Oak and back! (about 2 miles)  I had to run to keep up! YAY! That’s what I was hoping for and it happened on our first ride!!!! She also LOVES the handle bar break. She doesn't fully realize you have to queeze it the whole time you want to be stopped but we will get that down. So much fun! I’m so excited about this purchase! She fell 3 times, only once did she cry but there was no “BLEED” so we were good! She drove through a mud puddle and got her ankles muddy which she thought was totally awesome. And only ran off the sidewalk once. (This is a HUGE improvement for her)  I’m just so proud! She’s growing up WAY too fast but man this is FUN! Wish us luck! We will be going for another ride tonight at "drama's" house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-2543197700832532236?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2543197700832532236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=2543197700832532236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/2543197700832532236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/2543197700832532236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/check-this-out.html' title='Check THIS Out!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/Sp53FnF48-I/AAAAAAAAAV0/bdyU4bij8UY/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-8544706812541811937</id><published>2009-08-18T07:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T07:56:39.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surnuff and new hair do's</title><content type='html'>An Email To My Sister Lexi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I hear your text and go to get my phone but it’s not in the pocket I always keep it in. Hmm… I know I heard it. So I look around my purse to see if it fell out. Nope not there. Hmmm…. I look in my purse… nope not there either! What the heck? So I call it from my work phone. I hear it… I can feel it but it’s nowhere! I call my buddy Ashley over and was like ok I know I hear it but I can’t see it! It’s in my purse. She was like you are crazy. No I really am NOT… this time. So I call it again I have almost everything out of my purse and you can see it glowing through the material. What the???? How’d it get there???? So I have to find the hole it snuck through. It’s in the pocket where I always keep it! So in my head I think… Hey! My new lipstick is missing!!! I wonder if it snuck in there too!!! Surnuff! Made my mornig!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I figured out it's a waste of money to get Atlee's hair cut b/c I can do just as good of a job. I gave her a trim and this is the only piture I have of it so far. I tappered it in the front. It looks so cute! Took off about 1 1/2 to 2 inches b/c it was looking kinda ratty on the ends. But she wants it LONG LONG LONG so we are growing growing growing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/Soq_Sr-dMEI/AAAAAAAAAVk/kkR56jnzZPQ/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371315833355972674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/Soq_Sr-dMEI/AAAAAAAAAVk/kkR56jnzZPQ/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my new hair color! That's right it's purple!!! ( Looks kinda blue but it's not) I love it! The president of my company ok'd me to put wild colors in my hair as long as it's the minority of it. I was so excited!!! I got it re-cut b/c it didn't swoop like I wanted it but I haven't got a picture of that yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/Soq_R-UZeRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/LTbYRJGkHaA/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371315821099972882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/Soq_R-UZeRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/LTbYRJGkHaA/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-8544706812541811937?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8544706812541811937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=8544706812541811937' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/8544706812541811937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/8544706812541811937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/surnuff-and-new-hair-dos_18.html' title='Surnuff and new hair do&apos;s'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/Soq_Sr-dMEI/AAAAAAAAAVk/kkR56jnzZPQ/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-4566968173054826238</id><published>2009-07-07T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:56:01.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d6e4b5cb265596e5" 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://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd6e4b5cb265596e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330374890%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3CADF468B335DBF0992B2D1585AE2043F29FA283.65566212D25A132D2E467E11BB439365BB09DE7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd6e4b5cb265596e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR0UTkwleEdrm7uK5GRPOzubfkKE&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://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd6e4b5cb265596e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330374890%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3CADF468B335DBF0992B2D1585AE2043F29FA283.65566212D25A132D2E467E11BB439365BB09DE7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd6e4b5cb265596e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DR0UTkwleEdrm7uK5GRPOzubfkKE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can't begin to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;describe&lt;/span&gt; how much I love my little girl. I love listening to her sweet little voice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope everyone had a wonderful 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July! It's one of my favorite time of year. We had a blast. We were at Blake's house and got to shoot off our own fireworks. I haven't got to do this in FOREVER so we had so much fun. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; said she like Blake's fireworks the best. And they were pretty fabulous. We went down to the new dock they have and shot them off there. Totally fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right after we bought the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;firecrackers&lt;/span&gt;. She said this was her party hat! Too cute!! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtNkAq9BI/AAAAAAAAAU0/UrZjax83-hE/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355744461645870098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtNkAq9BI/AAAAAAAAAU0/UrZjax83-hE/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Musketeers&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtO3dRDKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/cYuyFZay6p8/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355744484045950114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtO3dRDKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/cYuyFZay6p8/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtO3dRDKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/cYuyFZay6p8/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtO3dRDKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/cYuyFZay6p8/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtO3dRDKI/AAAAAAAAAVM/cYuyFZay6p8/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtOLc9obI/AAAAAAAAAU8/x4c8gS9yZbI/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; her &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtPOKdK5I/AAAAAAAAAVU/uFEQfv-kR4A/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355744490141068178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtPOKdK5I/AAAAAAAAAVU/uFEQfv-kR4A/s320/Picture+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;GINORMOUS sparkler&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walking through the smoke of her smoke bomb!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtOLc9obI/AAAAAAAAAU8/x4c8gS9yZbI/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355744472233517490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtOLc9obI/AAAAAAAAAU8/x4c8gS9yZbI/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtOWrxOcI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ePWVoVCRkdQ/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; sweating it up out on the porch&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtOWrxOcI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ePWVoVCRkdQ/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355744475248409026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtOWrxOcI/AAAAAAAAAVE/ePWVoVCRkdQ/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok I tired and tried to get the captions to work but I have had no luck. Sorry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-4566968173054826238?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d6e4b5cb265596e5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4566968173054826238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=4566968173054826238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/4566968173054826238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/4566968173054826238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-belated-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy Belated 4th of July'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SlNtNkAq9BI/AAAAAAAAAU0/UrZjax83-hE/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-6508215959923824617</id><published>2009-07-01T10:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:12:49.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Tick bite...</title><content type='html'>So… I get a call today from my dr. They now say my lyme disease test came back HIGH and I have to go to a specialist! I have to go to a Rheumatologist next week sometime. I’m quite irritated to say the least. First, when I called them after 2 days like I was suppose to they said it would take a week and a half for the test to come back but it had come back but as an 83 old woman’s but obviously I’m not that lady. Then the nurse called me the next day and said “Your lyme disease came back very low” I asked if I needed to continue my meds she said once I hit the 3rd day it wasn’t necessary that I finish. Shew for me b/c it was making me VERY nauseous. Then I get this call today. What the hell people?!?! So I gotta start that nappy medicine again tonight and take the rest and then see what happens next week.  There’s my irritating update. Hope you enjoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-6508215959923824617?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6508215959923824617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=6508215959923824617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/6508215959923824617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/6508215959923824617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/stupid-tick-bite.html' title='Stupid Tick bite...'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-5565228362653949214</id><published>2009-06-11T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T06:46:20.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headed Home...</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spontaneous&lt;/span&gt; trip to Missouri for the weekend! I'm so excited I can hardly think straight. I get to see my g-ma's "new" house... Well she's lived in it for like 3 years but I haven't been back for about 6! I just can't believe it's been that long. I get to see my parents best friends and their kids... My g-ma and maybe some people we went to church with. My parents headed up there yesterday. This will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Atlee's&lt;/span&gt; first long trip. I borrowed a portable DVD player so maybe she won't sleep the whole way. She's NEVER been to Missouri so I'm so excited and emotional. I couldn't fall asleep last night! I'm kinda sad b/c my g-ma moved and it won't be the same house with all the memories but I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; with making new ones. I have my camera charged and hope to take a TON of pictures. Please pray for good weather b/c it's been so crazy since last night. It looks clear on the radar I just hope it stays that way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-5565228362653949214?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5565228362653949214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=5565228362653949214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5565228362653949214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5565228362653949214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/headed-home.html' title='Headed Home...'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-8208792507957538310</id><published>2009-05-22T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:55:17.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlee's 4 year old Pics</title><content type='html'>Please check out a sneak peek our family pictures for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Atlee's&lt;/span&gt; 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday. I can't believe that my baby girl is almost 4! She's so smart and beautiful.... I'm one of the luckiest people in the world to get lucky enough to have such loving child. She's amazes me each and every day. I just wish she wasn't growing up so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.allaboutpictures.net/blog/"&gt;http://www.allaboutpictures.net/blog/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-8208792507957538310?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8208792507957538310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=8208792507957538310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/8208792507957538310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/8208792507957538310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/atlees-4-year-old-pics.html' title='Atlee&apos;s 4 year old Pics'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-233528812000720336</id><published>2009-05-08T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T13:00:39.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Did you know that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333544177184351714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SgSOK7rtJeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/pwAyRducfC0/s320/tracybday+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I can only write with 1 blue ink pen in my check book and I have to highlight in BRIGHT yellow or I won't put it in my check book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I have a fake tooth and I've never had a cavity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I hate spiders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. I want to move to Colorado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I hide a lot of my true feelings and emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. I have an addiction to Jessica Simpson stilettos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. But I would much rather be in jeans a t-shirt and tennis shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. I have an obsession with face lotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. I have to wash my body twice in the shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. If I could trade lives with any one I would be Taylor Swift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. I'm almost debt free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. I love kid movies and watch them all the time... even without &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. I would change a million things about my life if I could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OCD&lt;/span&gt; like crazy at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. I have wrinkles and gray/white hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. I could eat Alfredo for every meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. I love thunderstorms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. I would love to have a baby boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. But I'm scared to be in love and have another baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. I want a crotch rocket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. I'm allergic to Gain laundry soap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. I don't know how will ever explain stuff to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; when she gets older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. I love my job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. I hate my iPhone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. I want to grow my hair to my shoulder blades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. I love music... all kinds and could just chill with a glass of wine and a good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. I want a tummy tuck and to get my boobs done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. I'm legally blind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. I am a horrible reader and speller... that's why I suck at this blogging thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; more than life it's self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-233528812000720336?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/233528812000720336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=233528812000720336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/233528812000720336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/233528812000720336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know?'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SgSOK7rtJeI/AAAAAAAAAUs/pwAyRducfC0/s72-c/tracybday+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-8776848077462920303</id><published>2009-04-29T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:00:21.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wonderful Daddy and a paid off car...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Saturn ION 1/4 mile picture" href="http://www.dragtimes.com/2004-Saturn-ION-Pictures-12470.html" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Saturn ION 1/4 mile picture" href="http://www.dragtimes.com/2004-Saturn-ION-Pictures-12470.html" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So my Daddy ROCKS. He's really just such a sweet man. I couldn't ask for a better father. So my car has been paid off for a little over a month! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;! Right? No b/c that's when everything goes wrong and let me tell you it's like my poor little Ion is falling a part. :( It's really making me sad. This plastic piece on my window broke... seriously was falling off while I was driving and I had to roll down my windows in hope that it wouldn't fall off in the middle of the road for me to have to go try to get. I was certain this was broke while they fixed my window seal but of course it wasn't and I had to pay $37 plus tax to get this fix. And then my front left turning blinker when out. Easy to fix right? NOT!!! I couldn't find a bulb to fit it properly. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;O'Rileys&lt;/span&gt; and they did a comparison and it didn't work. Really it broke. It flashed once and didn't work again. Then my trunk wouldn't open &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; he remote or the push button inside. We thought this was a fuse and let me tell you that fuse was hard to get out and then it was a GM only fuse that cost $32. Well I put the darn thing back in and called Saturn the next day and they told me there was a switch in the trunk for "valet" service that will shut off those devices. So I found that and fixed it! SHEW!!! Man a live though! OH and then there is the seal on my front windshield that was coming loose so I showed my dad... nope it wasn't on at ALL!!! When the wonderful man took my car to Saturn to get it repair they wanted $70 to put the damn thing back on.  YEAH RIGHT! I super glue it myself!!! Let me tell you I was upset. So I got out of there for only $54 but my stupid blinker light was $14!!! I guess I have to get them from GM. SO GAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-8776848077462920303?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8776848077462920303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=8776848077462920303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/8776848077462920303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/8776848077462920303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-wonderful-daddy-and-paid-off-car.html' title='My Wonderful Daddy and a paid off car...'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-6050447363740174194</id><published>2009-04-17T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T10:47:19.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Opening Day 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SfiSXE2s97I/AAAAAAAAAUc/GJazB22yabA/s1600-h/WINTER+08+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330171084130809778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SfiSXE2s97I/AAAAAAAAAUc/GJazB22yabA/s320/WINTER+08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SfiSW1KQ7mI/AAAAAAAAAUU/E2OraKCdJu8/s1600-h/WINTER+08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330171079917891170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SfiSW1KQ7mI/AAAAAAAAAUU/E2OraKCdJu8/s320/WINTER+08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SfiSW9DHNFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/eimv6F45W-E/s1600-h/WINTER+08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330171082035377234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SfiSW9DHNFI/AAAAAAAAAUM/eimv6F45W-E/s320/WINTER+08+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more pictures... ya know of me and my dad but I can't seem to remember to bring my camera cable up to work to upload them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got the AWESOME privilage to go to opening day with my SWEET Daddy again. Let me tell you I was FREEZING!!! We had great tickets the only thing was we were 2 rows from the sun!!! The last 20 minutes we got to move down a few rows and let me tell you... that made the WORLDS of difference!! We won so it was a great time!!!! I can't wait to go to another Ranger's game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-6050447363740174194?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6050447363740174194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=6050447363740174194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/6050447363740174194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/6050447363740174194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/04/opening-day-2009.html' title='Opening Day 2009'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SfiSXE2s97I/AAAAAAAAAUc/GJazB22yabA/s72-c/WINTER+08+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-7951379919556981680</id><published>2009-02-03T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:51:44.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Story</title><content type='html'>So yesterday, I get off work and pick up Atlee and we are on our way to my parents so I can tan and work out. I ask Atlee so what did you do at Nonnie's house were I get this response... which isn't the first time but it still makes me laugh. "Momma, my brain is pink and it's says so in the Bible and that I can't think..." HEHEHEHEAHAHAHAHAA&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. well did you play with your new Puppy Max. (This is her dog at Darla's house... He so SOOOOOOOOOO incredibly CUTE!)&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;Momma... What's my new puppy's name?&lt;br /&gt;I just told you it's Max. Oh yeah... He bit Nonnie on her arm and it bleed! It almost blooded on her shirt! (Yes this is true... the new puppy is teething and used Darla's arm as a chew toy!)&lt;br /&gt;Oh my! That's horrible!!&lt;br /&gt;Momma... What's my new puppy's name?&lt;br /&gt;Honey... It's MAX.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah... Max bit Nonnie on her ARM!&lt;br /&gt;I know you just told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it is but she repeats her stories back to back... no break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then it get this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momma... I have some terrible news for you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh really? What is is?&lt;br /&gt;Cinderella on Ice has been CANCELED b/c Cinderella has a cold!!&lt;br /&gt;O-M- Gosh!!! Is she going to be ok?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Her nose is stuffy so she can't skate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speed dial Darla...&lt;br /&gt;Did you plan on taking Atlee to Cinderella on Ice?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... She just told me it was canceled!&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm I don't know what she's talking about...&lt;br /&gt;Me either. Ok just checking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well she continued on this all evening... dancing and 'skating' around on the ground. She also asked me if I have ice at home... so she could ice skate! LOL I think that's from a Tom &amp;amp; Jerry episode b/c we got some DVD's and that's one of our favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it... My fun stories for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEXI!!! Why didn't you tell the story about Atlee asking for your help out of the car...  you need to post that b/c it's too funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-7951379919556981680?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7951379919556981680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=7951379919556981680' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7951379919556981680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7951379919556981680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-story.html' title='Another Story'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-5760887878808481977</id><published>2009-02-02T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T12:40:08.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it bad?</title><content type='html'>Is it bad that Atlee introduced herself as "Princess Atlee" yesterday at the super bowl party?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sure did make me laugh! Here are some pics from the party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(I wonder where she gets it? LOL) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She had my "hold" her crown...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298301423502823986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SYdZErTVEjI/AAAAAAAAATk/-8nAg9WDA_4/s320/WINTER+08+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ashley &amp;amp; Seth&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298300811790464722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SYdYhEfvNtI/AAAAAAAAAS8/-OByJwKmeZU/s320/WINTER+08+232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Ashley &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298300817178827602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SYdYhYkbG1I/AAAAAAAAATE/1n9zxGvgLwo/s320/WINTER+08+231.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp;amp; Jay! I miss him so!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298300821006506050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SYdYhm1A2EI/AAAAAAAAATM/eVk7Wzvi4P4/s320/WINTER+08+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and the Princess herself!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298300826577304690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SYdYh7lMfHI/AAAAAAAAATU/7vSAioPt1VQ/s320/WINTER+08+229.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jay &amp;amp; Atlee- she's so HARD to take a pic of... nothing like &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the incredible Jules and her easy cute smiles! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298300830156863922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SYdYiI6oObI/AAAAAAAAATc/XNqhZz7ocN8/s320/WINTER+08+226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-5760887878808481977?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5760887878808481977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=5760887878808481977' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5760887878808481977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5760887878808481977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-it-bad.html' title='Is it bad?'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SYdZErTVEjI/AAAAAAAAATk/-8nAg9WDA_4/s72-c/WINTER+08+227.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-1509881858805490801</id><published>2009-01-29T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T13:30:06.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Bedding...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SYIfqoDqwUI/AAAAAAAAASc/6nkdu0JFF7Y/s1600-h/WINTER+08+192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296830928908894530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SYIfqoDqwUI/AAAAAAAAASc/6nkdu0JFF7Y/s320/WINTER+08+192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SYIfqNghpUI/AAAAAAAAASU/ruI0_pLJvo0/s1600-h/WINTER+08+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296830921782175042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SYIfqNghpUI/AAAAAAAAASU/ruI0_pLJvo0/s320/WINTER+08+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not using it till I move but I put it on last night b/c I couldn't wait any longer to see how it looks... so here it is. &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/9040107163984572416-1509881858805490801?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1509881858805490801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=1509881858805490801' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1509881858805490801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1509881858805490801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-new-bedding.html' title='My New Bedding...'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SYIfqoDqwUI/AAAAAAAAASc/6nkdu0JFF7Y/s72-c/WINTER+08+192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-5504054360151265678</id><published>2009-01-16T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:16:07.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoney LaRue Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDpKkM_d8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Nn60N5iy4SA/s1600-h/WINTER+08+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291985929886463938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDpKkM_d8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Nn60N5iy4SA/s320/WINTER+08+122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDpKJngHhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/TNQcA7RyOvY/s1600-h/WINTER+08+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291985922749898258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDpKJngHhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/TNQcA7RyOvY/s320/WINTER+08+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Stoney and the Vionlist (sp?) HE WAS AWESOME!! Enjoyed watching him play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDpJ8sjB1I/AAAAAAAAAQs/ltMTinbWx34/s1600-h/WINTER+08+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291985919281399634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDpJ8sjB1I/AAAAAAAAAQs/ltMTinbWx34/s320/WINTER+08+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is who we like to call "Random Man"... Have NO idea who he was b/c we couldn't understand what they said... He was insanely GREAT... Look like he just got in from hunting and could bust it out like NO OTHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDpJqNM7DI/AAAAAAAAAQk/7unN7UUOhzw/s1600-h/WINTER+08+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291985914318089266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDpJqNM7DI/AAAAAAAAAQk/7unN7UUOhzw/s320/WINTER+08+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole band... sort of the drummer is in the back in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDlqdqQDTI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sJF8yBX9AdY/s1600-h/WINTER+08+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291982079839440178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDlqdqQDTI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sJF8yBX9AdY/s320/WINTER+08+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDlqAoP-SI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2NXRF6HnROc/s1600-h/WINTER+08+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291982072046418210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDlqAoP-SI/AAAAAAAAAQM/2NXRF6HnROc/s320/WINTER+08+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDlp7l6MMI/AAAAAAAAAQE/2Jb9-svpNiI/s1600-h/WINTER+08+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291982070694424770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDlp7l6MMI/AAAAAAAAAQE/2Jb9-svpNiI/s320/WINTER+08+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDlpZEpAYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/G9V58eAJJpU/s1600-h/WINTER+08+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291982061428081026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDlpZEpAYI/AAAAAAAAAP8/G9V58eAJJpU/s320/WINTER+08+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDlpHIHp3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/kV3uLd2xZ8Y/s1600-h/WINTER+08+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291982056610834290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDlpHIHp3I/AAAAAAAAAP0/kV3uLd2xZ8Y/s320/WINTER+08+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wonderful performance. If you like country music I would highly recommend going to see them! We went on a double date (me, Blake, Ashley, &amp;amp; Seth) Such a blast to go out with all of them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-5504054360151265678?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5504054360151265678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=5504054360151265678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5504054360151265678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5504054360151265678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/stoney-larue-concert.html' title='Stoney LaRue Concert'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDpKkM_d8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Nn60N5iy4SA/s72-c/WINTER+08+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-6559335144960565312</id><published>2009-01-16T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:47:49.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYE '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures... I didn't get a ton b/c of the other event... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were only there from like 8-11!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a weird "Sea" bathroom... Megan, Leslie &amp;amp; Myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDj0z09lBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Haqd2KetwoI/s1600-h/WINTER+08+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291980058565383186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDj0z09lBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Haqd2KetwoI/s320/WINTER+08+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; Megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDj0qn0yXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/P6F_um4VT1A/s1600-h/WINTER+08+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291980056094361970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDj0qn0yXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/P6F_um4VT1A/s320/WINTER+08+096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leslie &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDj0cppatI/AAAAAAAAAPc/DssO1SQB7to/s1600-h/WINTER+08+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291980052343909074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDj0cppatI/AAAAAAAAAPc/DssO1SQB7to/s320/WINTER+08+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; Ashley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDj0AZZA-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/qJafZxJcmi0/s1600-h/WINTER+08+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291980044759532514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDj0AZZA-I/AAAAAAAAAPU/qJafZxJcmi0/s320/WINTER+08+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blake &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDjzowMIZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/i7NdRQuWT9U/s1600-h/WINTER+08+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291980038412706194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDjzowMIZI/AAAAAAAAAPM/i7NdRQuWT9U/s320/WINTER+08+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/9040107163984572416-6559335144960565312?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6559335144960565312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=6559335144960565312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/6559335144960565312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/6559335144960565312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/nye-08.html' title='NYE &apos;08'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDj0z09lBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/Haqd2KetwoI/s72-c/WINTER+08+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-2531475970918615384</id><published>2009-01-16T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T11:41:34.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New One!</title><content type='html'>So I finally did it! I've wanted this tattoo for about a year or longer. Blake asked me on NYE if I'd want to go get a tattoo with him and I was like... SURE why the heck not. So here it is. It's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDhijDxdCI/AAAAAAAAAO8/dtNtqKq4JHU/s1600-h/WINTER+08+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291977545803199522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDhijDxdCI/AAAAAAAAAO8/dtNtqKq4JHU/s320/WINTER+08+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; black and technically pink but it looks red in these pics... I&lt;br /&gt;think once it's healed fully it will be lighter. I love it! And the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDhifu-HcI/AAAAAAAAAO0/fABzyAjL9QE/s1600-h/WINTER+08+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291977544910642626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDhifu-HcI/AAAAAAAAAO0/fABzyAjL9QE/s320/WINTER+08+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; guy that did it was wonderful. So if you ever want to get one I have a good place to go. I put a pic of Blake's as well. (His last name going down his spine.) The guy that did his was good... he got a GREAT price on it b/c he was showing a guy how to shade and took FOREVER but it turned out really great. He did it mostly free handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDhiV7NWoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/oaGDKnd_nG0/s1600-h/WINTER+08+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291977542277618306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDhiV7NWoI/AAAAAAAAAOs/oaGDKnd_nG0/s320/WINTER+08+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDhi1O8YtI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Hg6alT8u628/s1600-h/WINTER+08+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291977550681891538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDhi1O8YtI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Hg6alT8u628/s320/WINTER+08+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-2531475970918615384?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2531475970918615384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=2531475970918615384' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/2531475970918615384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/2531475970918615384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-one.html' title='New One!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SXDhijDxdCI/AAAAAAAAAO8/dtNtqKq4JHU/s72-c/WINTER+08+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-7214761754062063691</id><published>2008-12-05T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:54:17.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Story</title><content type='html'>So every day when I pick up Atlee from her Nonnies house I always ask "So what did you do with Nonnie today?" To which I ALWAYS get "I don't know" Ok so you just stared at the wall? No. Did you play with your tea set? Yes. Did you play dress up? Yes.. ok then tell me about it... SILENCE. So we are working on this. So Monday I ask... She says IDK... So I say well think... What did you do? And this is the response I get "Momma my brain is THINKING!" I lost it! I was cracking up so hard and she just kept going... Her brain is a boy and it's pink. It also has it's own brain AND arms. I tell you this kid is crazy but I just love listening to the crazy silly things she says.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-7214761754062063691?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7214761754062063691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=7214761754062063691' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7214761754062063691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7214761754062063691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/funny-story.html' title='Funny Story'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-5379201260360938691</id><published>2008-12-05T12:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T12:49:33.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Princess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/STmTgVID8HI/AAAAAAAAAOE/RmxtjGP0XY0/s1600-h/FALL+08+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276410622077300850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/STmTgVID8HI/AAAAAAAAAOE/RmxtjGP0XY0/s320/FALL+08+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/STmTGm8GQQI/AAAAAAAAAN8/p560hfKZgKw/s1600-h/FALL+08+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276410180182360322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/STmTGm8GQQI/AAAAAAAAAN8/p560hfKZgKw/s320/FALL+08+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/STmTGAS-HoI/AAAAAAAAAN0/XYyBP6geS1U/s1600-h/FALL+08+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276410169809313410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/STmTGAS-HoI/AAAAAAAAAN0/XYyBP6geS1U/s320/FALL+08+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So if you didn't know my baby girl LOVES to dress up! So I was trying to get things done around the house and Atlee went to playing. So I come in our room to find this beautiful mess! And yes I used beautiful and mess together. I just walked in and layed on the bed and watched her play... It's times like these that I fall in love with Atlee all over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-5379201260360938691?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5379201260360938691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=5379201260360938691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5379201260360938691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5379201260360938691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-princess.html' title='My Princess!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/STmTgVID8HI/AAAAAAAAAOE/RmxtjGP0XY0/s72-c/FALL+08+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-3372441263937239928</id><published>2008-11-19T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:33:52.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have the worst luck in the world! Merry Christmas to Laci!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SSSEJwlb1xI/AAAAAAAAANk/uyUGln9Dbdo/s1600-h/FALL+08+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270482767125927698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SSSEJwlb1xI/AAAAAAAAANk/uyUGln9Dbdo/s320/FALL+08+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SSSEJcNLPmI/AAAAAAAAANc/g6FrJOyHI4U/s1600-h/FALL+08+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270482761655467618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SSSEJcNLPmI/AAAAAAAAANc/g6FrJOyHI4U/s320/FALL+08+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have the worst luck in the world... I'm not joking! I really think I attract crazies, get srewed, and all that fun stuff. This year alone my wedding ring has been stolen, my credit card, lost a best friend, had a broken heart, been crushed in more than one way and lots more but that's all I can think of at the moment...So I go to a party @ my friends... having a blast... set down my camera, come back to get it... oh yeah it's missing... Yeah the new one I just got and had all 200 pictures from our family trip to Oklahoma. Really no it's somewhere. I get up in the morning... look around again.. still no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SSSEI41rfHI/AAAAAAAAANU/bi9k-HdvciU/s1600-h/FALL+08+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270482752161676402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SSSEI41rfHI/AAAAAAAAANU/bi9k-HdvciU/s320/FALL+08+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sign... ok no big deal when they clean they will find it. NOPE! No where to be found. Know why? BECAUSE THAT'S JUST MY LUCK! So Marry Christmas to Laci! I get to buy myself a new camera and I already did b/c I didn't want to not have one through the holidays. Here's a few pics of Atlee and I trying it out. It has a really cool feature that I haven't figured out yet but when I do I plan on showing off some bad A picutres! And yes Atlee is dressed up as a princess as she is everyday now. That's her new obsession. And WEIRD my hair can almost all fit in a ponytail... shocks me everytime I see it. But I'm trying to grow it out with Atlee so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SSSEIScpHNI/AAAAAAAAANM/BYcFJDfDMfM/s1600-h/FALL+08+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270482741856115922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SSSEIScpHNI/AAAAAAAAANM/BYcFJDfDMfM/s320/FALL+08+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is my favorite!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH and Saturday I went to see Stomp with a friend. Mind blowing. One of the best things I have ever seen and want to go again. BUT my purse spilt in my friends car and the one thing I didn't get out of it... my WALLET... He had to FedEx it to me... I tell you.... You don't want my luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-3372441263937239928?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3372441263937239928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=3372441263937239928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/3372441263937239928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/3372441263937239928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-worst-luck-in-world-merry.html' title='I have the worst luck in the world! Merry Christmas to Laci!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SSSEJwlb1xI/AAAAAAAAANk/uyUGln9Dbdo/s72-c/FALL+08+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-5937294489680659601</id><published>2008-10-13T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:31:53.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok... so... yeah... blah... barf... betrayal</title><content type='html'>Ok so I found out too much crap this weekend. Please just pray for me and 'my friend' (a girl not boy). I don't want to go into details or anything but I cried almost all day yesterday and a ton today and I don't know how to get through or past this. This hurts more than going through all my Randy stuff and that was hard. So pray for my strength and health. I've felt sick and now I have a migraine and don't know what I'm going to do to make myself feel better.  Maybe when I'm not feeling numb about all of this I can write some details but at the moment I'm like a zombie....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-5937294489680659601?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5937294489680659601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=5937294489680659601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5937294489680659601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5937294489680659601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-so-yeah-blah-barf-betrayal.html' title='Ok... so... yeah... blah... barf... betrayal'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-3815815026268921304</id><published>2008-10-10T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:52:58.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like Anjolee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anj&lt;/span&gt;... this is for you. I got some new post it notes at work and they are the ones that go in the dispenser... which I don't have... and you can play with them like a slinky. This is INCREDIBLY amusing to me. TO MY GREAT PLEASURE they smell GOOD!!!! Kinda like scotch tape... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Anjolee&lt;/span&gt; you need to sniff some post it notes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-3815815026268921304?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3815815026268921304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=3815815026268921304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/3815815026268921304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/3815815026268921304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-feel-like-anjolee.html' title='I feel like Anjolee!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-2187918975030534825</id><published>2008-10-03T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:14:08.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Layla Opal Adams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SOZRGlhnD8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/CnLNVu8btg8/s1600-h/FALL+08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252975188968411074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SOZRGlhnD8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/CnLNVu8btg8/s320/FALL+08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SOZRG7Gc0MI/AAAAAAAAAKc/uzhamIUFsFU/s1600-h/FALL+08+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252975194760073410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SOZRG7Gc0MI/AAAAAAAAAKc/uzhamIUFsFU/s320/FALL+08+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; here is our new addition! She has been VERY  lazy and mellow. Maybe b/c she got her rabies shot and her micro chip and new home yesterday. This morning she was hidden in the couch and it took me a hour of calling her to hear her bell twice but she never came out. :( I'm hoping she comes out and plays with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; and I this afternoon after I get off work. Opal was her name when we adopted her but we named her Layla. This took some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;convincing&lt;/span&gt; b/c &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; wanted to name this kitty Ella as well... the only was I could explain that we couldn't do that is "Hey what if Aunt Connie and Uncle Levi named Mia &amp;amp; Jules BOTH Mia... that would just be silly right?" And she agreed and it was Layla or Sterling BUT Sterling didn't work in the song we sing very well... So it Layla Layla Bo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bayla&lt;/span&gt; Banana Nana &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fayla&lt;/span&gt; Fe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Fi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Fo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Frayla&lt;/span&gt; LAYLA!!! I chose it b/c I LOVE the Eric Clapton song... Now I just need that CD or to put it on my iPhone so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; can learn it and sing it to her new kitty. The first picture she kinda looks evil and fat but she's not, she just has a lot of fur on her neck. But she's so cool b/c her nose and paws are ALL gray.&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/9040107163984572416-2187918975030534825?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2187918975030534825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=2187918975030534825' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/2187918975030534825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/2187918975030534825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/layla-opal-adams.html' title='Layla Opal Adams'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SOZRGlhnD8I/AAAAAAAAAKU/CnLNVu8btg8/s72-c/FALL+08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-6103331058508771849</id><published>2008-10-02T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T13:05:50.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Kitten</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I was going to wait till Christmas but I couldn't. I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; a kitten today... well I made Randy go get it b/c he was off and they had already had 6 calls on it. He says she's WAY bigger than Ella so we will see... I will post pictures soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-6103331058508771849?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6103331058508771849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=6103331058508771849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/6103331058508771849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/6103331058508771849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-kitten.html' title='New Kitten'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-1384814432913595690</id><published>2008-09-30T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T13:32:39.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To continue on Lexi's Random thoughts...</title><content type='html'>1. Why is it that when people sing you can't hear their accent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such as- Lesley Roy... she is IRISH and you can NOT tell by the way she sings or Keith Urban... (If you haven't heard Lesley Roy she has a awesome voice... some say she sounds like a dude but I really like her. You can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; her. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Unbeautiful&lt;/span&gt; is a great song.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Why is it that unhealthy food taste so yummy but the healthy stuff is hard to swallow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. So you have medicine that says extra strength or full &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt;... is there weak strength medicine? And who would want to take it? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I have a headache let me take something that's not at it's full strength so I can suffer through this pain some more! Seriously? What's up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; that's all I thought of at the moment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-1384814432913595690?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1384814432913595690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=1384814432913595690' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1384814432913595690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1384814432913595690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-continue-on-lexis-random-thoughts.html' title='To continue on Lexi&apos;s Random thoughts...'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-5323661997132276928</id><published>2008-09-29T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T12:28:32.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok... Here it goes... The Day Before Vegas!</title><content type='html'>So the long awaited Vegas trip BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; the day before our trip I was a nervous WREAK. I was this way b/c it was the first trip that I was sort of 'in charge' of. I was going to a strange place that myself or any of the other girls had never been. (Leslie &amp;amp; Megan- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;she's&lt;/span&gt; a friend of Leslie's and I'm so glad to now call her my friend) So I was just this sweaty ball of nerves... not JOKING I was sweating ALL DAY LONG!!! I am the only one that has a kid so I was the 'mama' of the group. Leslie kept saying "I'm so glad you are the Mama of the group you are doing great!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; I left work early b/c I had to go get cash and make sure all my bills were in order. Good thing I already had my bag packed... yes me the procrastinator had it packed for almost a week! I was freaking out about the dang liquid stuff... Let me tell you that is not an easy task for a girl! I have TOO much facial and hair product and me and my mom spent about 2 hours figuring out how to fit all my stuff in a 1 quart baggy. BUT I MADE IT FIT!!! And then I was also sad about leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt;. It's just hard for me to leave her or not have her with me b/c I'm the only one she has... if that makes since. I don't know what I would do if I didn't have her every other weekend like most people that are divorced have. I think I would be lost. I would like to have the break every once in a while b/c it's hard, but I feel guilty leaving her. I know she was staying at my mom's and would be just fine but it's still a hard thing for me to do. So I hung out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt;, ate dinner and played as much as I could before she fell asleep. Leslie and Megan were coming over to stay the night b/c we were leaving at 5 in the morning and yeah I needed them to be on time :) So they got to my apartment about 11 and I made sure their bags were packed right and we popped in Ocean's 11 to get us pumped up! Leslie was hungry so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;scrummaged&lt;/span&gt; through and found &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sand which&lt;/span&gt; stuff to make her. She had this "BRILLIANT" plan to make it a grilled cheese &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sandwich&lt;/span&gt; on my stove... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; this is what she did... turn on the burner until the coil got red and laid her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sandwich&lt;/span&gt; on it... I asked "Have you done this before?" I thought she said yes but let me tell you... THIS DOES NOT WORK!!! Leslie's like "Oh hell... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LAAAACCCCCIIIIIII&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!" I turn around to smoke and just start cracking UP! I find a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;spatula&lt;/span&gt; and scrap it off and tell her to open up the doors b/c my fire alarm is going to go off.... that didn't help it still went off and yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; slept through this all! I told them to fan it and they pulled the smoke alarm off the wall and it stopped. So if you come to my house and know how to reattach the dang thing please let me know b/c it's still hanging off my wall! So after all that the bread actually caught on fire and I was just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hysterical&lt;/span&gt; b/c I couldn't believe she had done it and it was hilarious the way she reacted b/c she thought it was such a brilliant idea. I knew this trip was going to filled with tons of laughing after that. So we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; around and talked till about 2. I was to be waking up by 4 to be ready on time.... to be continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-5323661997132276928?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5323661997132276928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=5323661997132276928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5323661997132276928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5323661997132276928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-here-it-goes-day-before-vegas.html' title='Ok... Here it goes... The Day Before Vegas!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-7600061294663195090</id><published>2008-09-26T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T11:59:50.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so jealous!</title><content type='html'>I never have any time or good stories to tell and then I read all of y'alls blogs and they are so funny and I could read them for hours.... I just wanted to let you know I'm very JEALOUS!!!! Maybe one day I can sit down and catch you all up about Laci &amp;amp; Atlee - ville!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-7600061294663195090?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7600061294663195090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=7600061294663195090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7600061294663195090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7600061294663195090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-so-jealous.html' title='I&apos;m so jealous!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-5102796019549734097</id><published>2008-09-19T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T09:00:11.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Drama!!!</title><content type='html'>So last night and today have kinda sucked. Short version... Atlee's cat died last night and I confirmed the person that stole my credit card this morning... It was who I thought. I cried a lot. I'll be getting Atlee another cat. Any suggestions or ideas how to help out with Atlee getting through this I'd like to hear. I've only had 1 dog and then Ella. Atlee's doing fine... maybe cried a total of 10 minutes if that. I've explain Ella is in heaven and is playing with all the animals and is having a blast. She hasn't mentioned it today. Let me know and pray for Atlee little heart that she'll be ok and open to having a new cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-5102796019549734097?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5102796019549734097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=5102796019549734097' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5102796019549734097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5102796019549734097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-drama.html' title='Oh the Drama!!!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-1660673659690310350</id><published>2008-09-15T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:36:13.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Migraines</title><content type='html'>What the Heck!?!?! I just started getting them this year and they suck! I'm suffering one today and I just wanted to let you guys know that if you don't have them... thank you lucky stars b/c they are NO FUN! I just took my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt; medicine and it works good but taste disgusting!!! I almost lost my delicious lunch. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Schwan's&lt;/span&gt; new pizzas... Oh man they are GREAT!) The girls at work are very sweet. They let me shut off the row of light above my computer. It helps  a ton. Just needed to let that out. Hope everyone is having a wonderful day! Love to ALL!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-1660673659690310350?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1660673659690310350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=1660673659690310350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1660673659690310350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1660673659690310350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/migraines.html' title='Migraines'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-9016802214809976219</id><published>2008-09-12T09:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T09:25:06.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas!</title><content type='html'>I had fun... I will post some pics and stories soon I hope! Sorry I don't have more time to tell right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-9016802214809976219?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9016802214809976219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=9016802214809976219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/9016802214809976219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/9016802214809976219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/09/vegas.html' title='Vegas!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-7179538206229856941</id><published>2008-08-20T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T12:54:15.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lifelovelexi.blogspot.com/2008/08/abc-tag.html"&gt;ABC tag&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* A - Attached or single: Single&lt;br /&gt;* B - Best Friend: Leslie or LT or Leslie Ann&lt;br /&gt;* C - Cake or Pie: Cake&lt;br /&gt;* D - Day: Saturday&lt;br /&gt;*E - Essential Items: Cell Phone, Atlee&lt;br /&gt;* F - Favorite Color: Pink&lt;br /&gt;* G - Gummy Bears or Worms: WORMS!&lt;br /&gt;* H - Hometown: Saginaw, TX or Republic, MO&lt;br /&gt;* I - indulgences: Sleep!&lt;br /&gt;* J - January or July: January! I can’t wait for cold weather!&lt;br /&gt;* K - Kids: Atlee Sway&lt;br /&gt;* L - Life is incomplete without: The love of a child and laughter&lt;br /&gt;* M - Marriage Date: Do I have to remember… January 17,2005 Divorce date April 24 2007! Yes I know it’s sad but I remember that easier than the marriage date!&lt;br /&gt;* N - Number of Siblings: 2 - Levi &amp;amp; Lexi&lt;br /&gt;* O - Oranges or Apples: Apple… well I love Grapples!&lt;br /&gt;* P - Phobia or Fears: Spiders, loosing Atlee&lt;br /&gt;* Q - Quote: “Da da da DA!” “If you polish a terd it’s still a terd” – Jeff Dunham- you need to youtube him if you haven’t ever watched him! He has me in stitches every time!&lt;br /&gt;* R - Reason to Smile: Atlee, My nieces, My crazy parents, Ashley&lt;br /&gt;* S - Season: Winter&lt;br /&gt;* T - Tag two: Ashley &amp;amp; Leslie&lt;br /&gt;* U - Unknown fact about me: I secretly admire someone…&lt;br /&gt;* V - Vegetarian or Not: NO WAY. I love me some steak, burgers, &amp;amp; chicken!&lt;br /&gt;* W - Worst habit: Popping my knuckles&lt;br /&gt;* X - X-rays or Ultrasounds: Both… if it’s asking if I’ve had them…&lt;br /&gt;* Y - Your favorite food: Alfreado! DUH!&lt;br /&gt;*Z - Zodiac sign: Aquarius&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-7179538206229856941?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7179538206229856941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=7179538206229856941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7179538206229856941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7179538206229856941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/abc-tag-attached-or-single-single-b.html' title=''/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-4162919897490820228</id><published>2008-07-18T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T08:19:46.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going GREAT!</title><content type='html'>So my dad is going great. My mom said he's out watering the yard already! It's not really hurting that bad just more bothersome. But he is on pain meds still. He's suppose to just take them as needed and then change to Motrin. YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-4162919897490820228?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4162919897490820228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=4162919897490820228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/4162919897490820228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/4162919897490820228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/going-great.html' title='Going GREAT!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-123914635571171632</id><published>2008-07-17T06:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T06:43:51.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daddy...</title><content type='html'>He's in surgery now... Please keep praying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-123914635571171632?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/123914635571171632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=123914635571171632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/123914635571171632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/123914635571171632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-daddy.html' title='My Daddy...'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-2435567626568291643</id><published>2008-07-07T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T09:45:50.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray!</title><content type='html'>I have a court hearing on Monday July 14th... I'm really nervous so please keep me in your prayers. It's for Child Support issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-2435567626568291643?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2435567626568291643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=2435567626568291643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/2435567626568291643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/2435567626568291643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-4082066904850757941</id><published>2008-07-01T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:35:44.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlee's 3rd Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqTw2gLXgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wK5gTYxzkoA/s1600-h/Summer+08+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218145585735622146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqTw2gLXgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wK5gTYxzkoA/s320/Summer+08+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqTxJ-Yz3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/LU1KVy8iu3s/s1600-h/Summer+08+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218145590962605938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqTxJ-Yz3I/AAAAAAAAAJw/LU1KVy8iu3s/s320/Summer+08+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqTxGCLWGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Dol59356NYg/s1600-h/Summer+08+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218145589904758882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqTxGCLWGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Dol59356NYg/s320/Summer+08+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was my favorite birthday so far of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Atlee's&lt;/span&gt;. I just love my sweet girl so much I don't know where to start. Well I woke her up and put her birthday crown on and sang to her and she was all smiles. (well except the fact she didn't like the sash... but I told her I just wanted to take a couple of pictures and then she could take it off.) I got off early to have the family over and swim and spend as much time possible with her as I could. We took a nap when I got off and I cleaned. Then Connie and the girls came over and we went swimming. (everyone else showed up later) Lexi- rotten Aunt Lexi- didn't bring her swimsuit and this was VERY upsetting to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt;. She cried b/c she couldn't get in the pool with her and then didn't want to swim she wanted to just sit by her Lexi. Mia is a good swimmer now and Jules is not as scared of the water so we had a lot of fun! Jules was going under water and everything it was a blast! I'm missing some of the pictures I thought I had at the pool but I will try to find them and upload them soon. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218141042819901810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqPoa0qqXI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LAB0z2_rIQ8/s320/Swimming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218141039558908434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqPoOrL2hI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Rxvj78a1Po8/s320/Jules.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Well after the fun in the pool we went upstairs and ate lasagna and garlic bread. Yum! And played with Ella... which Mia sure did love!!! She didn't understand why Ella didn't liked to be held all the time and hid under the couch but it will still fun. Then we had birthday cake and everyone left. At the end of the evening when I was reading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; her bedtime story to her she asked in a very sad tone "Is my birthday over?" Aw! She was so sad and precious. I told her yes her real birthday was over but we have your party on Saturday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This turned out so well! There was like 30 people there and some of my co-workers came with their kids (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt;) All the girls played dress up and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; got so much stuff it was amazing. I have such wonderful friends and family! Of course it was a princess party and Lexi, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jamye&lt;/span&gt;, and I dressed up as well!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218142941658099986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqRW8i-MRI/AAAAAAAAAIg/55V3O_YvfD0/s320/of%3D50,332,442%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218142947558996194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqRXSh2uOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/S6AEtV_1wy4/s320/presents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218142955180497058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqRXu69mKI/AAAAAAAAAJA/8Dssne0E3DE/s320/tent1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218142944486210866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqRXHFPvTI/AAAAAAAAAIw/4RIlEP99Kh8/s320/presents2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218142939285992994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqRWztatiI/AAAAAAAAAIo/N5o925M6ukg/s320/presents1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218143032632100978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqRcPc3SHI/AAAAAAAAAJI/iL6nDJw0Pto/s320/tent.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then after everyone left Mia, Jules, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; played in a sprinkler hopscotch that I bought for the party but it didn't happen. This was a lot of fun to watch and Aunt Lexi didn't forget her swimsuit this time... I did BUT I just went ahead and played in my clothes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218144110101284370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqSa9ViRhI/AAAAAAAAAJg/TYAdY7sGcr0/s320/sprinkler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218144105544236706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqSasXDPqI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/7sKQlJHVeTo/s320/SprinkAt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218144110094181074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqSa9T14tI/AAAAAAAAAJY/shnrx6kggao/s320/sprinkler1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After all that fun, we took all of her toys home so she could take a nap b/c we were going to the Ranger's game that evening with Leslie and my parents. I was EXHAUSTED! So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; fell asleep and Leslie talked to me while I opened up some of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Atlee's&lt;/span&gt; toys... This is the LONGEST process!!!! They make it so freaking difficult to get toys out of the box! If someone is going to steal it they aren't going to sit in the isle and take it out they are just going to take the whole thing! HELLO! I got like 4 open and was like Leslie I have to take a nap and, the great person she is said, Sweet I'm tired too! Ah what a friend so we fell asleep, woke up, and went to the Ranger's game. It was great... we lost... got wet... but there was fireworks afterwards so that made it all worth it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-4082066904850757941?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4082066904850757941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=4082066904850757941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/4082066904850757941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/4082066904850757941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/atlees-3rd-birthday.html' title='Atlee&apos;s 3rd Birthday!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SGqTw2gLXgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wK5gTYxzkoA/s72-c/Summer+08+066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-6068210960719277486</id><published>2008-06-19T07:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T07:26:06.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition!</title><content type='html'>So I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; a kitten. Her name is Ella Soap Adams. (she was found in a bucket at a car wash with her sister... so the Humane Society named them Soap and Bubbles) If you have any advise on cats please let me know as this is my first one. I'm a little nervous about having an animal but I thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; really needed a companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SFpojeIHTVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/FQ1kuVc6dTU/s1600-h/Summer+08+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213594477226577234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SFpojeIHTVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/FQ1kuVc6dTU/s320/Summer+08+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SFpoj2Pp3NI/AAAAAAAAAII/euXYmYdrmA0/s1600-h/Summer+08+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213594483700653266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SFpoj2Pp3NI/AAAAAAAAAII/euXYmYdrmA0/s320/Summer+08+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-6068210960719277486?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6068210960719277486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=6068210960719277486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/6068210960719277486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/6068210960719277486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-addition.html' title='New Addition!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SFpojeIHTVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/FQ1kuVc6dTU/s72-c/Summer+08+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-8448496371205924924</id><published>2008-06-11T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:25:26.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beautiful 3 Year Old!</title><content type='html'>So I went and had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Atlee's&lt;/span&gt; 3 year old pictures done last week and it went GREAT! She had 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wardrobe&lt;/span&gt; changes... yes five- I like to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;variety&lt;/span&gt;. We were going to get cousin pictures taken too but Jules was sick :( Maybe we can go soon and get those done. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SE_sr_nYADI/AAAAAAAAAGA/O3xO44bp0f0/s320/e1c6f725-33f5-11dd-81e7-00151722cc94w.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-8448496371205924924?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8448496371205924924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=8448496371205924924' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/8448496371205924924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/8448496371205924924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-beautiful-3-year-old.html' title='My Beautiful 3 Year Old!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SE_tatcN6TI/AAAAAAAAAHY/5r3ww7fOqOg/s72-c/e18692c3-33f5-11dd-81e7-00151722cc94w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-1731955037880630107</id><published>2008-06-11T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T08:16:37.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings!</title><content type='html'>I'm just so happy I had to share the news... Randy paid most of his back owed child support!!!! I got to pay off my mom and my credit card and still have some left!!!! What a blessing from GOD! The power of prayer just amazes me! Please keep praying for us. We have a court hearing in July to go over all of the child support and re-evaluate his income. He's been really sweet and easy to talk to so it's been great. I've missed that about him. I'm so happy how things are going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-1731955037880630107?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1731955037880630107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=1731955037880630107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1731955037880630107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1731955037880630107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/06/blessings.html' title='Blessings!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-1760214743048155958</id><published>2008-05-22T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:28:57.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Crazy Almost 3 Year Olds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the silly faces!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWqeQZ8oI/AAAAAAAAAFA/u_LQDlz0PCE/s1600-h/Summer+08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203300969661198978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWqeQZ8oI/AAAAAAAAAFA/u_LQDlz0PCE/s320/Summer+08+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWqeQZ8pI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qfssBUpCBzc/s1600-h/Summer+08+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203300969661198994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWqeQZ8pI/AAAAAAAAAFI/qfssBUpCBzc/s320/Summer+08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWquQZ8qI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Jn4n4R6MI0o/s1600-h/Summer+08+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203300973956166306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWquQZ8qI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Jn4n4R6MI0o/s320/Summer+08+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wait one really cute one of Jules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWZuQZ8jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zOC7GzQ4xqI/s1600-h/Summer+08+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203300681898390066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWZuQZ8jI/AAAAAAAAAEY/zOC7GzQ4xqI/s320/Summer+08+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But only one b/c the making silly faces was much more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWZ-QZ8kI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fuV6H_8uYwc/s1600-h/Summer+08+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203300686193357378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWZ-QZ8kI/AAAAAAAAAEg/fuV6H_8uYwc/s320/Summer+08+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWaeQZ8lI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ehUkbQwTY68/s1600-h/Summer+08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203300694783291986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWaeQZ8lI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ehUkbQwTY68/s320/Summer+08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWauQZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAEw/bAGOX28kkXY/s1600-h/Summer+08+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203300699078259298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWauQZ8mI/AAAAAAAAAEw/bAGOX28kkXY/s320/Summer+08+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWa-QZ8nI/AAAAAAAAAE4/kDIn903QAJE/s1600-h/Summer+08+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203300703373226610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWa-QZ8nI/AAAAAAAAAE4/kDIn903QAJE/s320/Summer+08+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I saved the best for last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203301416337797810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXXEeQZ8rI/AAAAAAAAAFY/e4nHxzz0ngM/s320/Summer+08+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at Jules!!! Cracks me UP!!!! They were growling... Jules way into... Atlee was laughing b/c Juless was being so crazy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hoped you enjoy the pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-1760214743048155958?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1760214743048155958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=1760214743048155958' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1760214743048155958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1760214743048155958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/crazy-almost-3-year-olds.html' title='The Crazy Almost 3 Year Olds'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDXWqeQZ8oI/AAAAAAAAAFA/u_LQDlz0PCE/s72-c/Summer+08+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-5746074452007748367</id><published>2008-05-20T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:22:42.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EM TRWD Clean Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDL6KJXjSiI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KC0LwT8XDwk/s1600-h/Summer+08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDL1tJXjSeI/AAAAAAAAADo/pK-J9SycU-0/s1600-h/Summer+08+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202490675523963362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDL1tJXjSeI/AAAAAAAAADo/pK-J9SycU-0/s320/Summer+08+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDL1tpXjSfI/AAAAAAAAADw/NlaS__0V_sQ/s1600-h/EMLCC+051708+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202490684113897970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDL1tpXjSfI/AAAAAAAAADw/NlaS__0V_sQ/s320/EMLCC+051708+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDL1t5XjSgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Jh0bamAuiHU/s1600-h/EMLCC+051708+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202490688408865282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDL1t5XjSgI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Jh0bamAuiHU/s320/EMLCC+051708+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDL1uJXjShI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UQUMFfPjCCE/s1600-h/EMLCC+051708+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202490692703832594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDL1uJXjShI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UQUMFfPjCCE/s320/EMLCC+051708+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Saturday I was getting ready for the day and I got a phone call from my sweet sister Lexi telling me I needed to come up to the water district b/c they were having the lake clean up and there were clowns doing face painting and balloons and a characterist and hotdogs. I wasn't really ready for that kind of news b/c I trying to get all dolled up to go see my friend Leslie in Dallas. But I hurried and headed over there and it was really fun. Atlee got a flower balloon as you can see in the picture that didn't last very long b/c I accidentally touched it to the ground and the grass popped it. But she got another flower balloon that was a bracelet. She wasn't really for sure about it and wanted to take it off but I thought it was really cute. She got a ladybug on one cheek and a butterfly on the other. I got red white and blue flowers down my leg so she need that too. She she had pink and white daisy painted down one leg and a butterfly on the other knee. She was looking really colorful by the end of our trip! We got to see a tiny green snake and a crocodile!!! She actually had her face right up against the container that had the croc in it! The police officers there were really funny. They were suppose to hand out the weird squishy key changes and they thought it would be funny to keep giving them to Atlee. They had her a whole arm load at one point (like 5 keychains) and all she did was hand them to me. Then if we walked next to thier booth they would hand her one or come walk by us with one to give her... I'm thinking they were bored and this was their entertainment for the day. LOL But we had a blast and Atlee got to see her Aunt Leh-ki (as she is no longer says! :( I think this sadens Lexi) We left there and Atlee fell asleep in the car and her butterfly on her check got smeared and look HILARIOUS! I didn't get a picture of that though. After Atlee's nap we went to Main Event with Brad, Remi, and her cousin Josh. It was pretty fun. Expensive! But fun. Atlee likes race car games. And she needed to ride this motorcycle one. I couldn't help but crack up she looked so cute trying to hold the handles!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202495580376615474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDL6KpXjSjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/U7QuCk-wOl0/s320/Summer+08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leslie ended up meeting us ther with her friend Megan. (Who is very nice and pretty. I never met her until then) We had a good talk while the kids ate pizza and then headed home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-5746074452007748367?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5746074452007748367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=5746074452007748367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5746074452007748367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/5746074452007748367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/em-trwd-clean-up.html' title='EM TRWD Clean Up'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SDL1tJXjSeI/AAAAAAAAADo/pK-J9SycU-0/s72-c/Summer+08+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-4209462025435270418</id><published>2008-05-16T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:06:18.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SC3wE5XjScI/AAAAAAAAADY/x4YzY60jO4c/s1600-h/Random+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201077111592536514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SC3wE5XjScI/AAAAAAAAADY/x4YzY60jO4c/s320/Random+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SC3v9ZXjSYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YX1C8O8sfAI/s1600-h/Random+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201076982743517570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SC3v9ZXjSYI/AAAAAAAAAC4/YX1C8O8sfAI/s320/Random+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SC3v9pXjSZI/AAAAAAAAADA/CUQeofv09IM/s1600-h/Random+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201076987038484882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SC3v9pXjSZI/AAAAAAAAADA/CUQeofv09IM/s320/Random+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SC3v9pXjSaI/AAAAAAAAADI/YEtX0P-3qbM/s1600-h/Random+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201076987038484898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SC3v9pXjSaI/AAAAAAAAADI/YEtX0P-3qbM/s320/Random+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SC3v95XjSbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_DKYAH7jz7w/s1600-h/Random+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201076991333452210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SC3v95XjSbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/_DKYAH7jz7w/s320/Random+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SC3vm5XjSXI/AAAAAAAAACw/vJTnlgqh_bA/s1600-h/holding+hands.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a pretty good mother's day. My child was kinda rotten but still it was nice. It started off with Atlee pooping in the bath tub. I was NOT happy! And I made her pick it up herself.  I know that may be rude, but she is old enough to know better than that and it was just disgusting. Then I went my mom's and hung out with her all afternoon. We went shopping at Khol's. Atlee kicked off her shoes while my mom had her and I was trying on something so I had to go hunt her flip flops down through the whole store. I was fighting a migraine so we went back to my mom's house and fell asleep. I woke up feeling horrible so I left and missed out on my sister's cooking which was sad. But Lexi got me some yummy smelling hand soap that I love and my mom sent me a funny card. The pictures above are from the 10th we went to the park and had a ton of fun. I love my baby girl!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-4209462025435270418?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4209462025435270418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=4209462025435270418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/4209462025435270418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/4209462025435270418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/SC3wE5XjScI/AAAAAAAAADY/x4YzY60jO4c/s72-c/Random+069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-7533062835137773138</id><published>2008-04-10T12:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T13:37:56.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me some Rangers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_5y80-1WYI/AAAAAAAAACI/YOogSvye-E8/s1600-h/P4080203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187710210117294466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_5y80-1WYI/AAAAAAAAACI/YOogSvye-E8/s320/P4080203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I have a love for live Rangers game. I just love going... the smell... the sounds... I know it's summer when I get to go see my boys. This year I got the privilege to go with my DADDY to OPENING DAY!!! I took the whole day off and it was very much worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187711172189968802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_5z00-1WaI/AAAAAAAAACY/O6RL_YjaRcY/s320/P4080188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it over there in no time it was great. (well my Dad was driving like a crazy man and scared me several times!) Well I saw a sign on the highway that said for all people going to the game to exit Fielder or Cooper. So we exited Fielder... BIG MISTAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188083640343812530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R__GlU-1WbI/AAAAAAAAACg/ClCacnLgr0A/s320/P4080192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We sat it this yucky traffic for longer than it took for us to get to the stadium! Dad kept getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aggravated&lt;/span&gt; but I said hey CHILL OUT! We are suppose to have fun it doesn't matter. Well a guy in front of us at one point -- who by the way cut us off- jerk-- Got out of his car, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SLAMMED&lt;/span&gt; his car door, huffed and puffed b/c the light was red, spit, and got back in his car. Glad I didn't go to the game with him. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so we FINALLY get to park and it's 1 o'clock... the game starts in 5 minutes!!! So what do we do... RUN. RUN LIKE THE WIND &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BULLSEYE&lt;/span&gt;!!!! -For all of you Toy Story fans :) So that's what we did. We ran almost the whole way to the gate. We missed the first pitch but still it was great! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188084834344720834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R__Hq0-1WcI/AAAAAAAAACo/0uS65j1Dk9c/s320/P4080197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hot dogs&lt;/span&gt;, nachos, and sodas. He went with me to go buy my Ranger shirt so I bought him &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dip'n'dots&lt;/span&gt;. YUM! It was great to say the least!!! I'm going again Saturday to see Third Day. WAY EXCITING. Dad got to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; to the double header... they won BOTH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-7533062835137773138?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7533062835137773138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=7533062835137773138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7533062835137773138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7533062835137773138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-me-some-rangers.html' title='Love me some Rangers!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_5y80-1WYI/AAAAAAAAACI/YOogSvye-E8/s72-c/P4080203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-432563898951074854</id><published>2008-04-04T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T11:12:27.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Organized</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_Zs7O6UxSI/AAAAAAAAACA/m_ArHo-WB1I/s1600-h/Random+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185451785834513698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_Zs7O6UxSI/AAAAAAAAACA/m_ArHo-WB1I/s320/Random+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I've lived in my little apartment for over a year now and I have been wanting to add more shelves the whole time and I finally did it! I had just gotten my tax return back and paid off the majority of my bills and still had a little extra to do some upgrading to my apartment. (I have paid off everything except for my parents... and I'm working on that just hasn't been going so well but I'm trying!!!) So my mom came over and we had a good time getting them all put up and organized... well my mom organized my shelves while I put up some in my coat closet. But I also went to IKEA and got a book shelf for all of Atlee's books and a toy organizer thing. (it's the block one like Connie has for the girls) This  made me WANT to go home to my  little 681 sq ft apartment that I had been avoiding b/c it's so tiny and never seems to stay clean with my 2 year old and ME. I'm not the most organized cleaning freak but I'd like to be and this starts me out for the path. I just wanted to show you guys my progress! (this is from February)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-432563898951074854?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/432563898951074854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=432563898951074854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/432563898951074854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/432563898951074854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/organized.html' title='Organized'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_Zs7O6UxSI/AAAAAAAAACA/m_ArHo-WB1I/s72-c/Random+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-2195535106276156808</id><published>2008-04-04T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T10:59:33.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were an Oscar Mayer Weiner!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_Zrwe6UxRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NB7tvyvx-7k/s1600-h/Random+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185450501639292178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_Zrwe6UxRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NB7tvyvx-7k/s320/Random+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a random thing... I saw the weiner mobile the other day and had to take a picture of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was in the Kroger parking lot. Made me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Atlee thought I was completely insane for stopping and making her look at it but I thought it was just dandy! I think this is the 2nd time I've ever seen it but this time it was up close and personal! (the first was on vacation when I was young and it was going the opposite way on the hwy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-2195535106276156808?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2195535106276156808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=2195535106276156808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/2195535106276156808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/2195535106276156808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-i-were-oscar-mayer-weiner.html' title='If I were an Oscar Mayer Weiner!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_Zrwe6UxRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/NB7tvyvx-7k/s72-c/Random+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-4503322860607110682</id><published>2008-04-03T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:59:39.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185062687567299826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_ULCu6UxPI/AAAAAAAAABo/Mbfv0aVLIt0/s320/Random+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_ULCO6UxOI/AAAAAAAAABg/sP_K-UuCY-U/s1600-h/Random+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185062678977365218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_ULCO6UxOI/AAAAAAAAABg/sP_K-UuCY-U/s320/Random+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_ULC-6UxQI/AAAAAAAAABw/jTkgBn6YgUU/s1600-h/Random+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185062691862267138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_ULC-6UxQI/AAAAAAAAABw/jTkgBn6YgUU/s320/Random+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UKse6UxNI/AAAAAAAAABY/Z9NOKvhkwbY/s1600-h/Random+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Easter was FABULOUS!!!!! Since all my family was gone I asked Leslie if I could crash her family gathering since I haven't seen them in 5 years! So that's exactly what we did. We woke up and drove to Dallas to go to church with Leslie at Fellowship (downtown Dallas) I absolutely LOVE Fellowship. Well there's a girl that is one of the most amazing singers I have ever heard and she's been missing from the Grapevine location. She's now at the downtown Dallas... I would drive to Dallas every Sunday just to hear her if I could afford it. That's how good she is. So that was a nice surprise. Then from there we drove to Irving to Leslie's grandparents house. I haven't seen them in I don't even know how long. This was just fun. They had never met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; so watching her with them was fun. Leslie's Aunt Amy is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt; so seeing her with her cute belly was exciting. On the way home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; was like Mama I not tired and I told her yes you are you have played a lot and it's WAY past your nap time. (Yeah it was 4-4:30 when we left) The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; time I looked back at her she was crashed and I couldn't help but take a picture. She's so precious when she's asleep. And I loved it that she rested her head on her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-4503322860607110682?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4503322860607110682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=4503322860607110682' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/4503322860607110682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/4503322860607110682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-easter.html' title='Our Easter'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_ULCu6UxPI/AAAAAAAAABo/Mbfv0aVLIt0/s72-c/Random+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-3566932997904395206</id><published>2008-04-03T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:48:36.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love proving guys WRONG!</title><content type='html'>OK so I went to a Mavs game with my friend Steven. I asked if we got there early could we swing by my best friend Leslie loft and say Hi. I promised I would be quick b/c I know how much he loves his Mavs. Well it turned out we went on the night it snowed so we took the train and indeed did not have enough time. BUT the whole way there we fought about where she lived. He was like no one lives right across from the AA center. I assured him that she did in fact live right across the street. But he refused b/c he has season tickets and he's been there a million times and no one lives across the street. So the next weekend I went out to Dallas to visit my sweet Leslie and this is all the proof I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185059904428491970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UIgu6UxMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uybczODamYo/s320/Random+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAM!!! Do you see that! Yes this is the view from Leslie's window in her awesome purpleish living room. Ok the Bricks are from her building oh yes that's the side walk... and then the road and oh wait what is that... YEAH THE AA CENTER!!!! Needless to say I e-mailed this too him and he was like... Oh I guess she does live across the street. Duh! I love proving guys wrong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-3566932997904395206?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3566932997904395206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=3566932997904395206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/3566932997904395206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/3566932997904395206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-love-proving-guys-wrong.html' title='I love proving guys WRONG!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UIgu6UxMI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uybczODamYo/s72-c/Random+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-1261170420180688035</id><published>2008-03-06T09:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:18:15.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If my sister is lame I don't want to know what I am!</title><content type='html'>I have been very bad at having the time to write any blogs!!! I promise I will try to upload pics and stories soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-1261170420180688035?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1261170420180688035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=1261170420180688035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1261170420180688035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1261170420180688035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-my-sister-is-lame-i-dont-want-to.html' title='If my sister is lame I don&apos;t want to know what I am!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-3131624059668252129</id><published>2008-01-29T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T12:55:09.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a windy day huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R5-SpMa8oDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QudWCwaXIXQ/s1600-h/clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161004934396420146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R5-SpMa8oDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QudWCwaXIXQ/s320/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you haven't been outside today... beware!!! It's dangerous. So windy that my co-worker's car door flung open and broke my passanger mirror on my car! :( Not a huge deal. He's being very wonderful about it. Ordering a new one and going to put it on for me and everything. Just crazy what happens when it's so windy like this. I talked to my mom earlier and she said there was a fire (didn't know where or any other details) and over 40,000 people were without power. YIKES. Keep those people and this fire in your prayers. I hope I have power when I get home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-3131624059668252129?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3131624059668252129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=3131624059668252129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/3131624059668252129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/3131624059668252129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-windy-day-huh.html' title='What a windy day huh?'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R5-SpMa8oDI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QudWCwaXIXQ/s72-c/clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-1139566091268937356</id><published>2008-01-29T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T12:40:34.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R5-PO8a8oCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/BN258qAY5Wg/s1600-h/clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161001184889970722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R5-PO8a8oCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/BN258qAY5Wg/s320/clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so I've been trying to get to a goal weight for myself and I'm ALMOST there!!! I've been stuck the past, I don't know, 4 months at the same dumb weight and I check my weight last night and finally I lost 5 pounds!!! I don't really know how but yay! I've been doing better at portion control and trying to cook healthier. My Daddy got me a George Foreman for Christmas so I've been grilling chicken. So only 4 1/2 pounds to go!!! I'm trying to get there before my birthday so if you see me being bad just remind me to be good. I promise I will not be mad at you. I might even hug ya! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-1139566091268937356?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1139566091268937356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=1139566091268937356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1139566091268937356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/1139566091268937356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/almost-there.html' title='Almost there!!!!!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R5-PO8a8oCI/AAAAAAAAAAw/BN258qAY5Wg/s72-c/clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-7296198972262944639</id><published>2008-01-28T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T10:55:57.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck?</title><content type='html'>The picture has nothing to do with the story just one of my favorites of her.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R54kksa8oBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/oqUJrfgDRq0/s1600-h/Picture+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160602435831242770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R54kksa8oBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/oqUJrfgDRq0/s320/Picture+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I was very proud of myself for waking up and going to church this Sunday. (I have to admit I have been very bad at going the last few years and as one of my new year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;resolutions&lt;/span&gt;, I'm going to church more) I've been going to Fellowship in Grapevine which I love but it's so HUGE I don't really want it to be my home church. But Ed Young really is a great teacher and their music is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; we wake up get ready with time to spare. What the heck? I was running early... seriously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Laci&lt;/span&gt; Adams never runs early. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt;! I get to church go to drop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; off at the children's area and you can't check her in yet. So I wait... and wait. Then this other nice man waiting with me ask a man with a name tag on... What time can we start checking? He said 20 minutes before the next service so around 11:10. WHAT THE HECK? I know I've been to this church several time and the service starts at 11 but you see they just changed it at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of the year. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; and I wait patiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so I finally get her checked in and take her to her class. I let them know that she is in fact potty trained (And they did ask me this) I leave her bag and go enjoy church. (I just want everyone to know I had a conversation with my 2 year old about if she needed to potty then she needed to let one of the ladies know and they would take her she said "O-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tay&lt;/span&gt; mama")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church was wonderful. There is this one guy that plays the guitar and I love watching him do his thing. You can really tell he loves the Lord with his talent. Ed Young- Hilarious! I love listening to his sermons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it's time to pick up my wonderful child. What the heck? Her tights are no longer on her and she has some funky light blue, too short, sweatpants on. (and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;diaper&lt;/span&gt;) I ask did she have an accident and the girl said (I'd say she was 19 at the oldest- and yes I know I'm only 22 but still) Yes... she actually pulled her pants down and peed on the floor. WHAT THE HECK? My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt;? She has NEVER done anything REMOTELY close to something that gross. But why the blue pants and diaper? I brought a bag. It had another outfit and panties or pull ups in there they could of used but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we get in the car and I ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt;... Why did you pee in your pants? (I tell my mom this story when I got to her house and she goes "technically she didn't pee in her pants b/c they were down." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; yes but still) No response. Did you tell them you needed to go? No response. Hello &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; what happened. She starts laughing. This is NOT funny I say. Seriously what the heck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt;? And eat my words... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Atlee&lt;/span&gt; goes "What the HECK?" I just start laughing... I guess I'll never know what caused her to act like a crazy lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had a wonderful weekend. Cleaned half of my apartment... yes I only got half done... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Atlee's&lt;/span&gt; toys stress me out and I give up. I know it's sad but 681 sq ft get trashed very easy with 2 year old. Had a ton of fun kicking my mom and brothers butts on 3 games a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nertz&lt;/span&gt;. And yes I won all three times even when Levi had 97 and could of went out the next hand but I killed him and got his score down to about 55 at the end of the game. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Aaahhhh&lt;/span&gt;... wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;satisfaction&lt;/span&gt; winning to my big brother! :) LOVE YOU LEVI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-7296198972262944639?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7296198972262944639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=7296198972262944639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7296198972262944639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7296198972262944639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-heck.html' title='What the heck?'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R54kksa8oBI/AAAAAAAAAAo/oqUJrfgDRq0/s72-c/Picture+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-8140175397983503252</id><published>2008-01-22T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:50:35.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweet Baby Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R5ZzFSOaD4I/AAAAAAAAAAg/NcYaWFxoeVE/s1600-h/T97401002_037_491_081407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158436957828288386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R5ZzFSOaD4I/AAAAAAAAAAg/NcYaWFxoeVE/s320/T97401002_037_491_081407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so I am a PROUD mother of my amazing 2 1/2 year old Atlee. She is my world. She makes my heart smile everyday. I always knew I wanted to be a mom but having your own baby is the most amazing experience that a woman can go through. Yes there are horrible times. I hated being pregnat but it was worth 4 months of barfing to have my sweet girl. I call her my mini me. I love to dress her up, fix her hair and put make up on her. I even cut her hair like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought when Connie had Mia that I loved that kid so much how could I love one kid so much... but now I have my girl and it's totally different. Yes I still love my hilarious little niece (and cute little Jules too) but it's just not the same. Your own is so different. It's just crazy. I never knew this kind of love could bring one person so much joy and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so some funny stories about my sugar booger. (Yes I know it's not the ideal nickname but I like it and so does she)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she has so many expressions I hope to get many pictures of to post but I'm still learning so hang with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to pick Atlee up the other day from my (ex) mother-in-law (I put the ex in perentheses b/c I still clam her) and she said Atlee sort of slipped on her kitchen floor and almost hit her head... she looks up at Darla and says "I almost DIED!" I cracked up histarically b/c what 2 year old says that? I guess mine does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes to repeat EVERYTHING that comes out of your mouth so you have to be really careful. I was playing cards with my family and was upset b/c my mom or someone beat me to a card so I go "Dang it!" and here comes Atlee b/c I try to teach her well "Mama, don't say dang it!" Oh oh so sorry baby! But at least I get her to correct me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my Dad is making oatmeal cookies (yes my sweet Daddy... I love this man) so of course Atlee has to help him. Well he did something wrong and goes "CRAP!" and here goes my girl "Crap" Of course I'm laughing but the best part is my amazing Dad didn't hear what he just got his youngest grandbaby to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just wanted to at least add a few stories about my girl. I'll try to get more pictures and stories added soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-8140175397983503252?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8140175397983503252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=8140175397983503252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/8140175397983503252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/8140175397983503252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-sweet-baby-girl.html' title='My Sweet Baby Girl!'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R5ZzFSOaD4I/AAAAAAAAAAg/NcYaWFxoeVE/s72-c/T97401002_037_491_081407.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9040107163984572416.post-7729130915430895208</id><published>2008-01-18T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T14:29:05.738-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starting off...'/><title type='text'>Starting off...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I'm not a great writer so please bare with me on this. I just loving reading Connie and Lexi's and thought I would give it a shot. Now I don't have a computer at home so it may be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sporadic&lt;/span&gt;... I have the sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;iphone&lt;/span&gt; but it's hard to do this kind of stuff on it. But I'm going to give it my best shot. So hello &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt; I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Laci&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9040107163984572416-7729130915430895208?l=atleesmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7729130915430895208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9040107163984572416&amp;postID=7729130915430895208' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7729130915430895208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9040107163984572416/posts/default/7729130915430895208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://atleesmom.blogspot.com/2008/01/ok-im-not-great-writer-so-please-bare.html' title='Starting off...'/><author><name>Atlee's Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00674142442684532485</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qwM8Aoui-tA/R_UH7-6UxLI/AAAAAAAAABI/tL2LEVCAclQ/S220/Random+041.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
