<?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-7821806367679506774</id><updated>2012-01-29T13:35:56.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life With Cason AND Molly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>111</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7148487640615026651</id><published>2012-01-29T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T13:35:56.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew 19:14, Molly's Baby Dedication</title><content type='html'>Jesus said, Let the children come to Me...For the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to those who are like these children".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly was dedicated this morning at The Heights Baptist Church. It actually has more to do with Toby and I then Molly. The church prayed for our family that we would be good Christian examples and raiser her in a Godly way.  Both of the kids did great with their short stay in the church service! My parents, Aunt Allison and Uncle Brian, Eric and Sally Loyd were there to support us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the service we all went out to eat at B.J's. Molly received a tiny New Testament from the church, a toddler Bible, from my parents and a Bedtime Prayer Recordable book from Toby and I. The last picture is of Molly at the restaurant. She has decided to not eat food and instead eat cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qADOPlcPOz4/TyW64qBjD8I/AAAAAAAABhA/irloW-vjdIo/s1600/dedication.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qADOPlcPOz4/TyW64qBjD8I/AAAAAAAABhA/irloW-vjdIo/s320/dedication.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703169985650823106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSVAbONXEsU/TyW64fa4wjI/AAAAAAAABg0/0r0CblqxI6E/s1600/dedication%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XSVAbONXEsU/TyW64fa4wjI/AAAAAAAABg0/0r0CblqxI6E/s320/dedication%2B4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703169982804312626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7RZOgCATUc/TyW64xyWq7I/AAAAAAAABhM/PDy4nEvJeJ4/s1600/dedication2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V7RZOgCATUc/TyW64xyWq7I/AAAAAAAABhM/PDy4nEvJeJ4/s320/dedication2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703169987734580146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6_LpS7mtWk/TyW7FrqiUVI/AAAAAAAABhY/Hl0VH-N_A7E/s1600/dedication%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a6_LpS7mtWk/TyW7FrqiUVI/AAAAAAAABhY/Hl0VH-N_A7E/s320/dedication%2B3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703170209429475666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7148487640615026651?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7148487640615026651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7148487640615026651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7148487640615026651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7148487640615026651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2012/01/matthew-1914-mollys-baby-dedication.html' title='Matthew 19:14, Molly&apos;s Baby Dedication'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qADOPlcPOz4/TyW64qBjD8I/AAAAAAAABhA/irloW-vjdIo/s72-c/dedication.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7417297397976988943</id><published>2012-01-29T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T13:19:59.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jpr_sj_vqdg/TyW2ZvB-kbI/AAAAAAAABgo/slboKnUOUy4/s1600/10month.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jpr_sj_vqdg/TyW2ZvB-kbI/AAAAAAAABgo/slboKnUOUy4/s320/10month.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703165056372347314" /&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;Molly is 10 months old! I am loving watching her little personality develop more and more each day. She is such a sweet little girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10 Months:&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames: Mo, Mo Mo, Moskey, Mosbey&lt;br /&gt;Funny Habits: She loves to stick her tongue out. It is especially cute when she crawls, pants, and drools all at the same time. We call her our little puppy dog. &lt;br /&gt;Accomplishments: She is holding her own bottle, drinking out of a sippy cup, standing by her self for short periods of time and getting interested in eating solid foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly's favorite toys are her brothers. She loves cars and tools. This really stresses Cason out. He tries to give her one of her toys if she is playing with one of his. We are working on sharing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly is going to be evaluated by ECI (Early  Childhood Intervention) later this month for her eating issues. I really don't think she will qualify at this point but it is still a good idea to get her evaluated just to make sure she is on track. She has actually started eating Cherrio's, Graham Crackers, and yogurt pretty consistently. She also at a couple of french fries today! Not the healthiest choice but we are taking small steps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BhZCAurNn2w/TyW15OuZRyI/AAAAAAAABgQ/ztTSdX9GQNQ/s1600/still.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BhZCAurNn2w/TyW15OuZRyI/AAAAAAAABgQ/ztTSdX9GQNQ/s320/still.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703164497944463138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XeOBbg29Hk8/TyW148lNPWI/AAAAAAAABgE/VbmlhS_q8sc/s1600/molly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XeOBbg29Hk8/TyW148lNPWI/AAAAAAAABgE/VbmlhS_q8sc/s320/molly.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703164493074087266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kelOn5qiAyI/TyW14gOZJsI/AAAAAAAABf4/-D372uilDXQ/s1600/bottle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kelOn5qiAyI/TyW14gOZJsI/AAAAAAAABf4/-D372uilDXQ/s320/bottle.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703164485462206146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BHXPGFhQ3PY/TyW15gVYdLI/AAAAAAAABgc/-y42LnT4bqc/s1600/still2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BHXPGFhQ3PY/TyW15gVYdLI/AAAAAAAABgc/-y42LnT4bqc/s320/still2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703164502671389874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7417297397976988943?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7417297397976988943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7417297397976988943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7417297397976988943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7417297397976988943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2012/01/10-months-old.html' title='10 Months Old!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jpr_sj_vqdg/TyW2ZvB-kbI/AAAAAAAABgo/slboKnUOUy4/s72-c/10month.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-2030247112417079439</id><published>2012-01-07T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T14:25:33.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Part 3 (Molly's First Christmas) ((Christmas with the Browns))</title><content type='html'>This was our first Christmas at my parents new house in Allen. It was nice to not have to drive from Lubbock to College Station this year! We celebrated our Christmas on the 31st. It was a beautiful day. I think it got close to 70 degrees. It was the total opposite of our Christmas in Lubbock where it snowed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoyed our day with my parents, Geema, and my sisters family. 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42O0QA0SL0M/TwjGIfwDOiI/AAAAAAAABfg/OQJ40c6KdYM/s320/xmas36.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695019578074282530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLB_IQOrwko/TwjGIijOwVI/AAAAAAAABfs/hrj5dVqzc5w/s1600/xmas37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WLB_IQOrwko/TwjGIijOwVI/AAAAAAAABfs/hrj5dVqzc5w/s320/xmas37.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695019578825818450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-2030247112417079439?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/2030247112417079439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=2030247112417079439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2030247112417079439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2030247112417079439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-part-3-mollys-first-christmas.html' title='Christmas Part 3 (Molly&apos;s First Christmas) ((Christmas with the Browns))'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0np-khJg0VU/TwjFsrwdTGI/AAAAAAAABfI/SmXRq3ZYhaI/s72-c/xmas34.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-540213486698365899</id><published>2012-01-07T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T14:12:19.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge2F7PGKSvw/TwjAyuelI7I/AAAAAAAABdo/NGvUJQeK-3g/s1600/9%2Bmonth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge2F7PGKSvw/TwjAyuelI7I/AAAAAAAABdo/NGvUJQeK-3g/s320/9%2Bmonth.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695013706512278450" /&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;Molly is 9 months old!She is a very busy 9 month old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her stats:&lt;br /&gt;18 1/2 pounds&lt;br /&gt;28 inches long&lt;br /&gt;3 teeth, working on the 4th. &lt;br /&gt;She is pulling up to the standing position. She loves to stand. &lt;br /&gt;She loves it when people clap and she joins in! She was actually clapping at 8 months but I forgot to mention it in her 8 month post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly is having a few issues eating solid foods. She is totally refusing baby food and won't really eat table food. She did try yogurt this week and seems to like it ok. Hopefully we will get this all worked out or else she will have to go to eating therapy. Obviously she is not hurting for food. She LOVES her formula but she needs to be learning how to eat other food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to play, especially with her brother. He doesn't' like playing with her as much as she does. Her favorite toys are her brothers cars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8sA_jYeiaOo/TwjB59cgDcI/AAAAAAAABeM/_HC9aOxc5Zc/s1600/IMG_4219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8sA_jYeiaOo/TwjB59cgDcI/AAAAAAAABeM/_HC9aOxc5Zc/s320/IMG_4219.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695014930300800450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9cZg_stGNzI/TwjB5mEOovI/AAAAAAAABd8/KLK1lgYWEYU/s1600/IMG_4478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9cZg_stGNzI/TwjB5mEOovI/AAAAAAAABd8/KLK1lgYWEYU/s320/IMG_4478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695014924024980210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-todrw3ulvYM/TwjB5W6hVNI/AAAAAAAABd0/qoNA2tfzMrE/s1600/IMG_4212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-todrw3ulvYM/TwjB5W6hVNI/AAAAAAAABd0/qoNA2tfzMrE/s320/IMG_4212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695014919957730514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hAyvl8ZalZs/TwjB6JbEfAI/AAAAAAAABeY/yeJD6OdvmJg/s1600/mad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hAyvl8ZalZs/TwjB6JbEfAI/AAAAAAAABeY/yeJD6OdvmJg/s320/mad.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695014933516024834" /&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;&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;This last picture makes me laugh. This is mad Molly. I have to document all areas of her personality, right? She can be quite the drama queen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-540213486698365899?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/540213486698365899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=540213486698365899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/540213486698365899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/540213486698365899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2012/01/9-months.html' title='9 Months'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ge2F7PGKSvw/TwjAyuelI7I/AAAAAAAABdo/NGvUJQeK-3g/s72-c/9%2Bmonth.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-2109605912982930033</id><published>2011-12-30T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T20:03:17.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Part 2 (Molly's First Christmas) (( Lubbock Christmas))</title><content type='html'>On the 23rd we packed up and headed to Lubbock to have Christmas with Toby's family. We had so much fun and it felt good to get away for a little while. It also snowed the first 2 days we were there! We had a White Christmas and Molly saw her first snow. Cason got to build a snowman after talking about it for days when he found out it might snow. Santa found us in Lubbock and brought Cason a big fire truck and Molly a super cute owl pillow. Cason and I made a birthday cake for Jesus and we celebrated HIS birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eiKu_8NM8VI/Tv6H4ksaHUI/AAAAAAAABbY/dvBFVTbabtc/s1600/xmas24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eiKu_8NM8VI/Tv6H4ksaHUI/AAAAAAAABbY/dvBFVTbabtc/s320/xmas24.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692136385035246914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-41XVhSmP9Bo/Tv6H4V8k8VI/AAAAAAAABbI/adggSOE7zvk/s1600/xmas23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-41XVhSmP9Bo/Tv6H4V8k8VI/AAAAAAAABbI/adggSOE7zvk/s320/xmas23.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692136381076533586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PGh9HyqzNv0/Tv6H4O6R1gI/AAAAAAAABbA/z-eHjshEnYg/s1600/xmas22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Be8uAnGf2Pw/Tv6IzFxWxAI/AAAAAAAABdc/ql1phfEdAW8/s320/xmas215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692137390346781698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-2109605912982930033?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/2109605912982930033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=2109605912982930033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2109605912982930033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2109605912982930033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-part-2-mollys-first-christmas.html' title='Christmas Part 2 (Molly&apos;s First Christmas) (( Lubbock Christmas))'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eiKu_8NM8VI/Tv6H4ksaHUI/AAAAAAAABbY/dvBFVTbabtc/s72-c/xmas24.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-4683734685514319092</id><published>2011-12-30T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T19:29:37.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Part 1 (Molly's First Christmas) ((Family Christmas))</title><content type='html'>This was our year to go to Lubbock for Christmas. Even though we have a new roomier car we decided it would be best to open our immediate family presents before we left. The night before we left, Cason and I made homemade pizzas. We ate pizza in the living room (a special occasion) and watched Ice Age Christmas. After we ate we opened our presents. Cason new exactly what to do and had been begging to open presents for a month now. We could have just given Molly and bunch of bows and she would have been perfectly happy! We gave Molly a piano that you can use to play games on the TV and Cason a garbage truck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, here is a picture of the kiddo's with Santa. I was SHOCKED that neither one of them cried! We had it taken at Bass Pro. We hardly ever go there but they have the best Santa set up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qu-nqqSnqwQ/Tv6AQa4aB5I/AAAAAAAABaE/9eeeAdOERZA/s1600/xmas11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qu-nqqSnqwQ/Tv6AQa4aB5I/AAAAAAAABaE/9eeeAdOERZA/s320/xmas11.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692127998625056658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FoesLiQvHuI/Tv6BQ6xLQxI/AAAAAAAABac/63xHM5_4v5w/s1600/xmas13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FoesLiQvHuI/Tv6BQ6xLQxI/AAAAAAAABac/63xHM5_4v5w/s320/xmas13.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692129106696291090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KD2qjCHdMgI/Tv6BQk79VNI/AAAAAAAABaQ/hKXgDoIMoY0/s1600/xmas12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KD2qjCHdMgI/Tv6BQk79VNI/AAAAAAAABaQ/hKXgDoIMoY0/s320/xmas12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692129100835935442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o2tHM1mbSOQ/Tv6BRKz6biI/AAAAAAAABao/5zP8iXhPMxY/s1600/xmas14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o2tHM1mbSOQ/Tv6BRKz6biI/AAAAAAAABao/5zP8iXhPMxY/s320/xmas14.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692129111002738210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-4683734685514319092?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/4683734685514319092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=4683734685514319092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4683734685514319092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4683734685514319092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-part-1-mollys-first-christmas.html' title='Christmas Part 1 (Molly&apos;s First Christmas) ((Family Christmas))'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qu-nqqSnqwQ/Tv6AQa4aB5I/AAAAAAAABaE/9eeeAdOERZA/s72-c/xmas11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-3709462174617767965</id><published>2011-12-04T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T11:36:52.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lV-vBdQQ8jg/TtvK2byMiAI/AAAAAAAABZ4/bLH3XBsIjvg/s1600/8%2Bmo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lV-vBdQQ8jg/TtvK2byMiAI/AAAAAAAABZ4/bLH3XBsIjvg/s320/8%2Bmo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682358391378053122" /&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;Molly is 8 months old! This 8 month old is developing quite the personality. She is happy and sweet but is also a little over dramatic at times (I don't know where she get's that from :)) Her fits can rival those of her 3 year old brother! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly is officially crawling! She pretty much tries to go wherever she pleases. We have another nickname for her, Baby Shark. When I take the clip out of her hair, her hair stands straight up and looks like a shark fin. Whenever she is crawling after us Toby, Cason and I start singing the Jaws song. She is also starting to try to pull up on things and she can clap her hands. Another thing worth mentioning is I can get her hair into a ponytail now. I don't do it as often as I want to because I feel like I am torturing her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6tGESVzKrU0/TtvKdYsDYEI/AAAAAAAABZg/6D7ptbkPTWQ/s1600/pony%2Btail.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6tGESVzKrU0/TtvKdYsDYEI/AAAAAAAABZg/6D7ptbkPTWQ/s320/pony%2Btail.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682357961050251330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TI7cOqbq2tE/TtvKdJ-LLmI/AAAAAAAABZU/Ofn1KSWKL3o/s1600/baby%2Bshark.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TI7cOqbq2tE/TtvKdJ-LLmI/AAAAAAAABZU/Ofn1KSWKL3o/s320/baby%2Bshark.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682357957099728482" /&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;shark fin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4VjGP-d2H4I/TtvKdmYXmWI/AAAAAAAABZs/6zWgyTP_W-U/s1600/8%2Bmo%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4VjGP-d2H4I/TtvKdmYXmWI/AAAAAAAABZs/6zWgyTP_W-U/s320/8%2Bmo%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682357964725786978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-3709462174617767965?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/3709462174617767965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=3709462174617767965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3709462174617767965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3709462174617767965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/12/8-months.html' title='8 Months!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lV-vBdQQ8jg/TtvK2byMiAI/AAAAAAAABZ4/bLH3XBsIjvg/s72-c/8%2Bmo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-5600195909573141548</id><published>2011-12-03T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T15:28:15.524-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2011 (Molly's First Thanksgiving)</title><content type='html'>We had Thanksgiving with my family this year. It was a little different because we didn't have to travel anywhere since we all live close together now! We still spent most of the day together. It was a fun day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Molly showing off her cute turkey hair bow. She was also wearing a cute turkey shirt that my mom made her but I didn't do very well with the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2dcDuymiYd8/Ttqvcgx8wpI/AAAAAAAABYw/vJBr6OcmOps/s1600/IMG_4067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2dcDuymiYd8/Ttqvcgx8wpI/AAAAAAAABYw/vJBr6OcmOps/s320/IMG_4067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682046784251937426" /&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;Here are all the cousins TRYING their hardest to take a picture together. The first one is the best that I got, the second, you can see how hard it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iVUYhT4hbA/Ttqv9Tty6uI/AAAAAAAABZI/8cJTfnJhUBo/s1600/thanksgiving.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iVUYhT4hbA/Ttqv9Tty6uI/AAAAAAAABZI/8cJTfnJhUBo/s320/thanksgiving.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682047347680537314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0FIFUwFISxg/Ttqv9NATHFI/AAAAAAAABY8/RL8qXC4igD4/s1600/thanks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0FIFUwFISxg/Ttqv9NATHFI/AAAAAAAABY8/RL8qXC4igD4/s320/thanks.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682047345879096402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-5600195909573141548?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/5600195909573141548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=5600195909573141548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5600195909573141548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5600195909573141548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/12/thanksgiving-2011-mollys-first.html' title='Thanksgiving 2011 (Molly&apos;s First Thanksgiving)'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2dcDuymiYd8/Ttqvcgx8wpI/AAAAAAAABYw/vJBr6OcmOps/s72-c/IMG_4067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-5491160147070457225</id><published>2011-12-03T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T11:38:12.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Vacation to Sea World</title><content type='html'>Since we were having Thanksgving with my family this year and they all live in the Dallas area now, we decided it would be fun to take the kids(mainly Cason) to Sea World the first part of my Thanksgiving Break. Toby wanted to go in the summer but I told him there was no way I was going to haul a 4 month old baby around in the 115 degree humid heat. So I agreed to this time of year and I am so glad I did. The weather was perfect, the park was not crowded at all the first day and not too bad the second day, AND the park was decorated for Christmas and all the shows were Christmas themed. Cason was in Heaven!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to San Antonio early afternoon on Sunday and the temp. was close to 90 degrees. So we ran to Target to get Cason a swim suit and let him swim in the awesome hotel pool. We stayed at the Hilton Hill Country Resort and Spa btw, and it was awesome!!! Only in south Texas can you swim in November!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K43mSR4ayts/Ttqoq-3h9BI/AAAAAAAABWU/RCOuRjqBfnI/s1600/sw.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K43mSR4ayts/Ttqoq-3h9BI/AAAAAAAABWU/RCOuRjqBfnI/s320/sw.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682039336265184274" /&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;On Monday and Tuesday we went to Sea World. The park was only open from 12-9 but that worked out perfectly for us. We got there about 1:30 both days, after the kids had naps, and left around 7. The hotel was just a 5 min. drive. Cason's favorite things to do at Sea World were; watch Shamu, watch the seals, and look at the sharks and penguins. We also fed the dolphins and seals but he was terrified of them because he said they had teeth and they would eat him. Silly boy! Molly did great! She demanded to be carried some of the time but really enjoyed looking at everything. There was so much to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7B8k7LCJ9xo/Ttqph31RFMI/AAAAAAAABXU/5sVZS4hW1GU/s1600/sw5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7B8k7LCJ9xo/Ttqph31RFMI/AAAAAAAABXU/5sVZS4hW1GU/s320/sw5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682040279269446850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ASEvO2iFb9s/TtqphYzNALI/AAAAAAAABXE/5NEC_QajXJM/s1600/sw1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ASEvO2iFb9s/TtqphYzNALI/AAAAAAAABXE/5NEC_QajXJM/s320/sw1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682040270939291826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2hMaRRN_yME/TtqphA_R9xI/AAAAAAAABW4/g6dmOhq1QDk/s1600/sw3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K4_WmWxtJyU/TtqrsQ-1qKI/AAAAAAAABYA/1Me0-nG6Kms/s320/sw9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682042656842426530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ddrn6Zroqcw/TtqrZO6dACI/AAAAAAAABX0/ErZGcmEoOsg/s1600/sw8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ddrn6Zroqcw/TtqrZO6dACI/AAAAAAAABX0/ErZGcmEoOsg/s320/sw8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682042329869647906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSfqI4oTjMQ/TtqrQv74-gI/AAAAAAAABXo/0TXWSOO7j3E/s1600/sw7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSfqI4oTjMQ/TtqrQv74-gI/AAAAAAAABXo/0TXWSOO7j3E/s320/sw7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682042184115223042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-5491160147070457225?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/5491160147070457225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=5491160147070457225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5491160147070457225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5491160147070457225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/12/family-vacation-to-sea-world.html' title='Family Vacation to Sea World'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K43mSR4ayts/Ttqoq-3h9BI/AAAAAAAABWU/RCOuRjqBfnI/s72-c/sw.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-5710816326838296686</id><published>2011-11-27T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T14:29:22.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cason's 3rd Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Cason is 3! It is weird to say I have a 3 year old. This year we decided to forgo the big birthday party because all Cason wanted to do was to go to Chuck E.Cheese's. We let him invite his 2 closet friends Reid and Beau(and of course their younger sisters). He had blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i2_JVF8_vpU/Ttqg3oBoOyI/AAAAAAAABVA/m_MzGfTcACU/s1600/bday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i2_JVF8_vpU/Ttqg3oBoOyI/AAAAAAAABVA/m_MzGfTcACU/s320/bday.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682030757378800418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UA_cLVb6D0w/TtqhBW8oW8I/AAAAAAAABVM/bUP5cYkKXq0/s1600/bday2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UA_cLVb6D0w/TtqhBW8oW8I/AAAAAAAABVM/bUP5cYkKXq0/s320/bday2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682030924593126338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0EtCBUqVHk/TtqhNv4rdmI/AAAAAAAABVY/rfkhUd5RxPY/s1600/bday1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V0EtCBUqVHk/TtqhNv4rdmI/AAAAAAAABVY/rfkhUd5RxPY/s320/bday1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682031137445869154" /&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;&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;On his actual birthday his BeBe and Grandad had a small family party at their house. His favorite present was a toy shop vac. He loves it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cpv6vyv_7L8/TtqhmVBR8fI/AAAAAAAABV8/MGwNaQbHVPo/s1600/bday6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cpv6vyv_7L8/TtqhmVBR8fI/AAAAAAAABV8/MGwNaQbHVPo/s320/bday6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682031559730917874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ukYbbKMPJo8/TtqhlggWg7I/AAAAAAAABVw/xC9XRKzmUJs/s1600/bday5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ukYbbKMPJo8/TtqhlggWg7I/AAAAAAAABVw/xC9XRKzmUJs/s320/bday5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682031545634161586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ArbNNB_4tk/Ttqhld8GSkI/AAAAAAAABVk/hY5noWsaAfU/s1600/bday3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ArbNNB_4tk/Ttqhld8GSkI/AAAAAAAABVk/hY5noWsaAfU/s320/bday3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682031544945232450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vPabAsf90WU/Ttqhmq1DUHI/AAAAAAAABWI/D5gBCWy05mo/s1600/bday4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vPabAsf90WU/Ttqhmq1DUHI/AAAAAAAABWI/D5gBCWy05mo/s320/bday4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682031565585207410" /&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;&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;A glance of Cason at 3.&lt;br /&gt;28 lbs&lt;br /&gt;wearing size 3T shirts and 2T pants&lt;br /&gt;has a great sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;loves tractors, trains, cars, and watching me and BeBe cook&lt;br /&gt;loves playing on the i pad, especially Angry Birds&lt;br /&gt;has a pretty good vocabulary but at times is a little hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;loves doing anything with his daddy. He is a daddy's boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-5710816326838296686?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/5710816326838296686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=5710816326838296686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5710816326838296686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5710816326838296686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/11/casons-3rd-birthday.html' title='Cason&apos;s 3rd Birthday!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i2_JVF8_vpU/Ttqg3oBoOyI/AAAAAAAABVA/m_MzGfTcACU/s72-c/bday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7016973825085098189</id><published>2011-11-03T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T16:24:44.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster 1 and Monster 2</title><content type='html'>This year we let Cason pick out his Halloween costume. We looked on-line for about an hour before he settled on his blue monster costume. Him picking that costume was fitting because we are always calling him Monster 1 and Molly Monster 2. So of course we had to get Molly a pink monster costume. I felt kinda bad about her being a monster (it was really a dinosaur) for her first Halloween but this might be the only year to coordinate to two. Next year we will do something SUPER girly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we had blast. It was seriously the best trick-or-treating I have ever been a part of. We went to my parents neighborhood in Allen. A lot of the people had there houses decorated and they all set out on their front porch to hand out the candy. There were hundreds of people trick-or-treating. We started out by meeting my sister and her family at my parents house and eating dinner. Then we got the kids dressed and off we went! This may have to be a tradition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the rundown of the kids costumes:&lt;br /&gt;Cason-Blue Monster&lt;br /&gt;Molly- Pink Monster&lt;br /&gt;Reid- Fireman&lt;br /&gt;Camielle- Fire Dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUu16gQyTZc/TrMiBqWtvDI/AAAAAAAABQo/No4LhInj9yY/s1600/HW4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUu16gQyTZc/TrMiBqWtvDI/AAAAAAAABQo/No4LhInj9yY/s320/HW4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670913767734361138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uOLs5JsBFg8/TrMiA6S772I/AAAAAAAABQc/7uvTvoBFNZE/s1600/HW3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uOLs5JsBFg8/TrMiA6S772I/AAAAAAAABQc/7uvTvoBFNZE/s320/HW3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670913754833612642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sjQyiA13Bqg/TrMiAfm9izI/AAAAAAAABQQ/kt20F91seWA/s1600/HW2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KwfgdjD3ohs/TrMielNStpI/AAAAAAAABRk/_IT6WFHv6Bs/s320/HW10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670914264568870546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7016973825085098189?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7016973825085098189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7016973825085098189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7016973825085098189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7016973825085098189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/11/monster-1-and-monster-2.html' title='Monster 1 and Monster 2'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VUu16gQyTZc/TrMiBqWtvDI/AAAAAAAABQo/No4LhInj9yY/s72-c/HW4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7588295169083638617</id><published>2011-10-30T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T12:10:24.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OWZX234fPyU/Tq2cILIbi5I/AAAAAAAABOw/j0j5eiLop1k/s1600/7%2Bmo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OWZX234fPyU/Tq2cILIbi5I/AAAAAAAABOw/j0j5eiLop1k/s320/7%2Bmo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669359170170358674" /&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;Molly Mo is one very busy 7 month old baby! This past week she has had 2 major things happen to her. Last Saturday she got her first tooth. Or should I say TEETH. Poor thing had her first 2 teeth come in at the same time. She also learned to sit by herself. She is very proud of her new found talent! She is ALMOST crawling but isn't quite there yet. She can scoot backwards and move her hand and knees forward but just not at the same time. I am ok with her not crawling yet. One less kid to chase around! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CoMXaciTNaY/Tq2ec0wybZI/AAAAAAAABPU/Wr66UnbkuSo/s1600/teeth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CoMXaciTNaY/Tq2ec0wybZI/AAAAAAAABPU/Wr66UnbkuSo/s320/teeth.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669361723966123410" /&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;Teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-av4vixEQGuY/Tq2exwNNs6I/AAAAAAAABPg/mH-9xEu4HW4/s1600/knees.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-av4vixEQGuY/Tq2exwNNs6I/AAAAAAAABPg/mH-9xEu4HW4/s320/knees.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669362083520426914" /&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;One cute thing that Molly does that I think is worth blogging about is sticking her tongue out. She always has that thing hanging out. She also starts to pant like a dog so her new nickname is puppy dog. It is almost impossible to get a picture of her without her tongue out these days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5gT_6MXunMo/Tq2cYl8vyVI/AAAAAAAABO8/SAarwdn8SI8/s1600/sitting.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5gT_6MXunMo/Tq2cYl8vyVI/AAAAAAAABO8/SAarwdn8SI8/s320/sitting.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669359452247017810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_fy4mJk0dDI/Tq2clr3b3II/AAAAAAAABPI/tkxDLJnooco/s1600/smile.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_fy4mJk0dDI/Tq2clr3b3II/AAAAAAAABPI/tkxDLJnooco/s320/smile.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669359677173652610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rH5F49Sqxrg/Tq2fCkxlcfI/AAAAAAAABPs/VY2QlX18qzY/s1600/playing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rH5F49Sqxrg/Tq2fCkxlcfI/AAAAAAAABPs/VY2QlX18qzY/s320/playing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669362372509528562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFtfPlNfgXA/Tq2fPkHVoYI/AAAAAAAABP4/TQRuhRtaH7I/s1600/IMG_3728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFtfPlNfgXA/Tq2fPkHVoYI/AAAAAAAABP4/TQRuhRtaH7I/s320/IMG_3728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669362595670630786" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this last picture of Miss Molly while she was sleeping today. I just want to be able to remember her as a little baby for just a little bit longer. She is growing way too fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7588295169083638617?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7588295169083638617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7588295169083638617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7588295169083638617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7588295169083638617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/10/7-months-old.html' title='7 Months Old!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OWZX234fPyU/Tq2cILIbi5I/AAAAAAAABOw/j0j5eiLop1k/s72-c/7%2Bmo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-608198104415283440</id><published>2011-10-14T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T19:39:14.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Overload</title><content type='html'>We took our 3rd annual trip to the Dallas Arboretum pumpkin patch this past weekend. I absolutely love it there. I wish it weren't so expensive so we could go several times a year.&lt;br /&gt;The kids did a pretty good job. It was a lot harder to get pictures of Cason this year. The only thing he was interested in was playing and chasing squirrels. 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z5gXqWvMVmc/Tpjx6ytfFhI/AAAAAAAABOk/1PFFC8zBUog/s320/PP14.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663542523765659154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-608198104415283440?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/608198104415283440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=608198104415283440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/608198104415283440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/608198104415283440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-overload.html' title='Pumpkin Overload'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOstteyUuJE/Tpju84rtRyI/AAAAAAAABMg/kvro6GZSAVg/s72-c/pp2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-8087591610799139923</id><published>2011-10-02T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T12:19:36.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Molly is 6 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cd7UDdfHK4o/Toi4GHII7yI/AAAAAAAABMI/p6O4l2qRFfg/s1600/6%2Bmonths.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cd7UDdfHK4o/Toi4GHII7yI/AAAAAAAABMI/p6O4l2qRFfg/s320/6%2Bmonths.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658975346922942242" /&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;6 months! ( Don't you love the quilt my mom made for Molly!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did this happen that my little, bitty, baby girl is 6 months old? She is growing way to fast! Next thing I know she will be starting kindergarten, getting her drivers license, going off to college and getting married. Reflecting back on the last 6 months makes me want to slow down and enjoy life more. I'm not sure that is even possible right now but I am going to make that my goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly's Stats:&lt;br /&gt;15 lbs. 8 oz. (50%)&lt;br /&gt;26 in. long (75%)&lt;br /&gt;Food: cereal, peas, green beans, and I am supplementing 8 oz. of formula before she goes to bed each night in hopes she will sleep through the night. I have been doing that for a month now and it is still not working. I am very sleepy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Molly is talking so much now. She loves to say da da over and over again. She also is squealing in delight and laughing a ton. She is also somewhat mobile. She has figured out how to scoot around on her belly. When I lay her down on the floor there is no telling where she will end up! Molly is also trying to sit by herself. She is almost there but still falls over after a while. AND she is trying to crawl. She is trying to get up on her hands and knees. I think she will be crawling in the next month or so. Watch out! Life will never be the same with 2 mobile kiddo's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9-4fhbLLuhk/Toi3zr89lMI/AAAAAAAABMA/Ozi2He-h9OY/s1600/hangin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9-4fhbLLuhk/Toi3zr89lMI/AAAAAAAABMA/Ozi2He-h9OY/s320/hangin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658975030390658242" /&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;Molly loves to hang with her bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ffuDRz8R2jw/Toi4VV9riII/AAAAAAAABMQ/j-IaaYHBtMM/s1600/tt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ffuDRz8R2jw/Toi4VV9riII/AAAAAAAABMQ/j-IaaYHBtMM/s320/tt.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658975608603641986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UAoKIaLfaa8/Toi4hmgZAoI/AAAAAAAABMY/l4EpWOB4Xs0/s1600/tt6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UAoKIaLfaa8/Toi4hmgZAoI/AAAAAAAABMY/l4EpWOB4Xs0/s320/tt6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658975819202626178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-8087591610799139923?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/8087591610799139923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=8087591610799139923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8087591610799139923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8087591610799139923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/10/molly-is-6-months-old.html' title='Molly is 6 Months Old!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cd7UDdfHK4o/Toi4GHII7yI/AAAAAAAABMI/p6O4l2qRFfg/s72-c/6%2Bmonths.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-2537671895040739197</id><published>2011-09-24T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T18:27:47.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Molly's Room</title><content type='html'>We were going to put our house on the market this summer but at the last minute decided not to. My consolation prize was getting to re-do the kids rooms. We technically never did much with Molly's room b/c we thought we were moving, so this summer Toby hung chair rail and I painted it. We added a couple of decorations and now we have a room we love and hopefully she loves it too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_d8tmKzEvfU/Tn42HKuygqI/AAAAAAAABLo/KT7S36nVB6g/s1600/room4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_d8tmKzEvfU/Tn42HKuygqI/AAAAAAAABLo/KT7S36nVB6g/s320/room4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656017678791508642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vlUysTMLJFQ/Tn42GlPL4wI/AAAAAAAABLg/MwEE2J5fJXE/s1600/room2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vlUysTMLJFQ/Tn42GlPL4wI/AAAAAAAABLg/MwEE2J5fJXE/s320/room2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656017668726842114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wvi3fN9QPRA/Tn42GRGAd6I/AAAAAAAABLY/TZcGYq288rY/s1600/room.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wvi3fN9QPRA/Tn42GRGAd6I/AAAAAAAABLY/TZcGYq288rY/s320/room.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656017663319635874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vv7g0iPxJYQ/Tn42HenMqtI/AAAAAAAABLw/R3vRZuWalD0/s1600/room3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vv7g0iPxJYQ/Tn42HenMqtI/AAAAAAAABLw/R3vRZuWalD0/s320/room3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656017684128377554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-2537671895040739197?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/2537671895040739197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=2537671895040739197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2537671895040739197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2537671895040739197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/09/mollys-room.html' title='Molly&apos;s Room'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_d8tmKzEvfU/Tn42HKuygqI/AAAAAAAABLo/KT7S36nVB6g/s72-c/room4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-3313584716549443096</id><published>2011-09-18T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T19:38:45.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Molly's First Foods</title><content type='html'>To celebrate Molly's 5 month birthday she had her first cereal! As you can see here she wasn't crazy about it. We still aren't sure if she likes it or not. To add to the confusion we gave her peas for the first time tonight. She spit most of them out too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ILFyS0eq2fA/TnaqUzepq6I/AAAAAAAABK4/Prt4Ae3cYTU/s1600/food.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ILFyS0eq2fA/TnaqUzepq6I/AAAAAAAABK4/Prt4Ae3cYTU/s320/food.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653893656603110306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHzwF8Hiu5s/Tnaqn6z5TTI/AAAAAAAABLA/IELKR8jrVXY/s1600/food2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pHzwF8Hiu5s/Tnaqn6z5TTI/AAAAAAAABLA/IELKR8jrVXY/s320/food2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653893984988777778" &lt;br /&gt;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ia0Fikno8Vk/Tnaq0LNqGvI/AAAAAAAABLI/8lBDz1oezmc/s1600/food3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ia0Fikno8Vk/Tnaq0LNqGvI/AAAAAAAABLI/8lBDz1oezmc/s320/food3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653894195550231282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXM_5DU-30s/TnarBUZtcAI/AAAAAAAABLQ/f7jbwP82zLc/s1600/food%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zXM_5DU-30s/TnarBUZtcAI/AAAAAAAABLQ/f7jbwP82zLc/s320/food%2B4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653894421354999810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-3313584716549443096?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/3313584716549443096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=3313584716549443096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3313584716549443096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3313584716549443096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/09/mollys-first-foods.html' title='Molly&apos;s First Foods'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ILFyS0eq2fA/TnaqUzepq6I/AAAAAAAABK4/Prt4Ae3cYTU/s72-c/food.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-688481957594118949</id><published>2011-09-18T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T18:22:01.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck E. Cheese's</title><content type='html'>A week before I started back to school, Toby and I took Cason to Chuck E.Cheese's. He had been asking to go for a long long time. We still aren't sure how he knew what it was but every time we drove by it he would say, "I want to go to Chuck E. Cheese." He would also see the commercials and get really excited. We had BeBe and Grandad come over and take care of Molly so it would be a special time with just Cason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there he acted like he was a pro. If you know Cason at all, then you know that it takes him a while to warm up to new situations. Not at Chuck E. Cheese's. He walked in and immediately started playing games. He even went in the playground by himself but got scared just as he was about to go down the slide. I had to rescue him but getting up there by himself was a big step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CqtHbApvfX8/TnaXP06CRLI/AAAAAAAABKI/aVSgBBqCcTA/s1600/cec.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CqtHbApvfX8/TnaXP06CRLI/AAAAAAAABKI/aVSgBBqCcTA/s320/cec.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653872680366130354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9eMiHS0SFA/TnaXb5hs7RI/AAAAAAAABKQ/e1Z0H27xNO8/s1600/cec2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m9eMiHS0SFA/TnaXb5hs7RI/AAAAAAAABKQ/e1Z0H27xNO8/s320/cec2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653872887764675858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SHSpt-FLKhw/TnaXndn1DCI/AAAAAAAABKY/EOatnKIFWIo/s1600/cec3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SHSpt-FLKhw/TnaXndn1DCI/AAAAAAAABKY/EOatnKIFWIo/s320/cec3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653873086432611362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9K6oKpYM-0U/TnaXy7r0BNI/AAAAAAAABKg/hAl0mAmcfaQ/s1600/ces.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9K6oKpYM-0U/TnaXy7r0BNI/AAAAAAAABKg/hAl0mAmcfaQ/s320/ces.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653873283480945874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4dQwfd5NhvY/TnaYBQoqBzI/AAAAAAAABKo/e2vFK6NN6uQ/s1600/cec4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4dQwfd5NhvY/TnaYBQoqBzI/AAAAAAAABKo/e2vFK6NN6uQ/s320/cec4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653873529623021362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2avIlKm4Krw/TnaYNQl-rwI/AAAAAAAABKw/_2V4tUbD_yI/s1600/cec5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2avIlKm4Krw/TnaYNQl-rwI/AAAAAAAABKw/_2V4tUbD_yI/s320/cec5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653873735770222338" /&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;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last picture is on our way home. The prize he chose for the tickets he won was this sucker :). He was one happy boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-688481957594118949?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/688481957594118949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=688481957594118949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/688481957594118949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/688481957594118949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/09/chuck-e-cheeses.html' title='Chuck E. Cheese&apos;s'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CqtHbApvfX8/TnaXP06CRLI/AAAAAAAABKI/aVSgBBqCcTA/s72-c/cec.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7685850239032609910</id><published>2011-08-28T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T13:40:34.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly is officially 5 months old today! She is growing like a weed. Every day I look at her and wonder where my little bitty baby has gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JBgVO7jy0Cg/TlqmiQ4eLeI/AAAAAAAABJo/viACX06hANk/s1600/5%2Bmonths.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JBgVO7jy0Cg/TlqmiQ4eLeI/AAAAAAAABJo/viACX06hANk/s320/5%2Bmonths.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646008190439927266" /&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;This past months she has learned how to spit and she spits A LOT!!! She is also rolling over from her back to belly and belly to back. Now it is impossible to keep her on her tummy. These past 2 weeks have been some big changes for Molly. I have gone back to work full time so she is at Myrna's house with Cason. So far so good! I'm not enjoying it but she seems to be doing okay. I also had to start giving her a bottle of formula at night b/c she is hungry ALL the time and my milk supply in not increasing with her appetite :(. We are actually going to give her cereal for the first time tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Molly has also started playing in our exersaucer! She seems to like it for short periods of time. I hope she starts to like it for longer periods because she has no interest in her swing, which she used to love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I552eB2WR9g/Tlqm4blgGMI/AAAAAAAABJw/nVdbrUqcfK8/s1600/exer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I552eB2WR9g/Tlqm4blgGMI/AAAAAAAABJw/nVdbrUqcfK8/s320/exer.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646008571270273218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HvJVmv_BbYE/TlqnEkAKZSI/AAAAAAAABJ4/WCkqQ2JLTZY/s1600/exer2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HvJVmv_BbYE/TlqnEkAKZSI/AAAAAAAABJ4/WCkqQ2JLTZY/s320/exer2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646008779688011042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g7Ke_ePKRJU/TlqnTh3B2kI/AAAAAAAABKA/xFKT1Q10VBY/s1600/strong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g7Ke_ePKRJU/TlqnTh3B2kI/AAAAAAAABKA/xFKT1Q10VBY/s320/strong.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646009036810869314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7685850239032609910?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7685850239032609910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7685850239032609910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7685850239032609910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7685850239032609910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-months.html' title='5 Months!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JBgVO7jy0Cg/TlqmiQ4eLeI/AAAAAAAABJo/viACX06hANk/s72-c/5%2Bmonths.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7579288687172142431</id><published>2011-08-11T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T19:28:59.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer is coming to an end. We didn't go on any big vacations this year. We went to Lubbock for the 4th but that's it. We were going to put our house on the market but decided to wait. But we did a ton of fun things. &lt;br /&gt;Cason went to "big boy school"! It was really a summer camp at our church. He only went 4 times during the summer but he LOVED it. I was way more nervous than he was. He got to take his lunch in a lunch box and sleep on a nap mat. Now every time we go to church on Sun. he wants to take his lunch box and nap mat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X6mvps6jyws/TkSMeUaqDkI/AAAAAAAABIw/JvZXqo4dgVw/s1600/IMG_3094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X6mvps6jyws/TkSMeUaqDkI/AAAAAAAABIw/JvZXqo4dgVw/s320/IMG_3094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639787085879184962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Di1TzRHYuqw/TkSMsgbB-EI/AAAAAAAABI4/HCkL0_Y7DfU/s1600/IMG_3096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Di1TzRHYuqw/TkSMsgbB-EI/AAAAAAAABI4/HCkL0_Y7DfU/s320/IMG_3096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639787329620146242" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;We played in the sprinkler and swam in the blow up pool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Sc_JVRjSM/TkSND3dbkCI/AAAAAAAABJA/Zwera9zaLOo/s1600/IMG_3107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M2Sc_JVRjSM/TkSND3dbkCI/AAAAAAAABJA/Zwera9zaLOo/s320/IMG_3107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639787730941218850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VZZ6I3eSLeY/TkSNih6dpiI/AAAAAAAABJI/YWm33gpsqqM/s1600/IMG_3243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VZZ6I3eSLeY/TkSNih6dpiI/AAAAAAAABJI/YWm33gpsqqM/s320/IMG_3243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639788257733355042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6hTEhdcvUMY/TkSOLbdDfSI/AAAAAAAABJY/lyWPwoMgJXQ/s1600/IMG_3252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6hTEhdcvUMY/TkSOLbdDfSI/AAAAAAAABJY/lyWPwoMgJXQ/s320/IMG_3252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639788960374029602" /&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;&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;Cason also built a house out of boxes. Complete with a grill and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TmK2qM5Gs2k/TkSOtVwD83I/AAAAAAAABJg/GR1UKJFr-zY/s1600/IMG_3226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TmK2qM5Gs2k/TkSOtVwD83I/AAAAAAAABJg/GR1UKJFr-zY/s320/IMG_3226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639789542958691186" /&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;Cason and Toby did yard work and work around the house. We took a TON of trips to Home Depot. Cason likes to call it it Heem Boto. So that is our nickname for the store now. HE begs me to take him so sometimes I take Cason to Home Depot just to get out of the house. &lt;br /&gt;We also went to a play group with other moms and children that are in our Sunday School class. It was good to be around other moms even though it was hard to visit at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason and Molly and I also spent a ton of time with my parents now that they live in Allen. I am not sure I would have survived the summer without them! It has been a challenging summer with 2 kiddo's but one that I would not trade. I have learned so much about both Cason and Molly. During the school year I always feel like I am missing out on so much in their lives. But I am thankful I have a few months out of the year every year to be a stay at home mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7579288687172142431?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7579288687172142431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7579288687172142431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7579288687172142431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7579288687172142431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-2011.html' title='Summer 2011'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X6mvps6jyws/TkSMeUaqDkI/AAAAAAAABIw/JvZXqo4dgVw/s72-c/IMG_3094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-689021877489752776</id><published>2011-08-06T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T20:42:02.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Month Old Molly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HT62rFupXqM/Tj375CLnjGI/AAAAAAAABHY/UeJETSVzSOo/s1600/4%2Bmoths.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HT62rFupXqM/Tj375CLnjGI/AAAAAAAABHY/UeJETSVzSOo/s320/4%2Bmoths.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637939265794444386" 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;Molly turned 4 months old on July 28th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Stats:&lt;br /&gt;12 lbs. 6 oz.&lt;br /&gt;26 in. long.&lt;br /&gt;Cute as a button!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her Firsts:&lt;br /&gt;She rolled over, found her toes which she loves to suck on, met her Great Geema, wore her first swim suit, and started laughing. She laughs at Toby more than me. She is a Daddy's Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXKfZb9X-4M/Tj39mAV4irI/AAAAAAAABHg/Hk1o4IG_Aa0/s1600/IMG_3266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NXKfZb9X-4M/Tj39mAV4irI/AAAAAAAABHg/Hk1o4IG_Aa0/s320/IMG_3266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637941137906371250" 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;Great Geema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ve8znQ0mx74/Tj3_Rq6GXqI/AAAAAAAABHo/vmY4hBr2w2o/s1600/IMG_3264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ve8znQ0mx74/Tj3_Rq6GXqI/AAAAAAAABHo/vmY4hBr2w2o/s320/IMG_3264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637942987578564258" 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;Molly loves her toes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkBAZ0nFoxQ/Tj4JGM2-BYI/AAAAAAAABHw/xOcg62PrYPg/s1600/IMG_3246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bkBAZ0nFoxQ/Tj4JGM2-BYI/AAAAAAAABHw/xOcg62PrYPg/s320/IMG_3246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637953785650087298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-689021877489752776?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/689021877489752776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=689021877489752776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/689021877489752776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/689021877489752776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/08/4-month-old-molly.html' title='4 Month Old Molly'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HT62rFupXqM/Tj375CLnjGI/AAAAAAAABHY/UeJETSVzSOo/s72-c/4%2Bmoths.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-8490024913091260420</id><published>2011-07-27T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T12:08:11.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Molly Rolled Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last week ( July 19, 2011) I took Molly to school with me while I did some work on my classroom. I laid her down on a cushion and it took her less than 5 min. to roll over onto her tummy! Our custodian, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Asunta&lt;/span&gt;, witnessed it with me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She did it some more later that day but hasn't done it since. I think it is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; she is too interested in sucking on her toes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's thinking about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dOjWRXQtMgY/TjBgcxR2G2I/AAAAAAAABGo/PzlbVYhSWsA/s1600/IMAG0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 191px; height: 320px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634109181221280610" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dOjWRXQtMgY/TjBgcxR2G2I/AAAAAAAABGo/PzlbVYhSWsA/s320/IMAG0322.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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Almost there, she just needs to get that arm out from under her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ha5He9Ipb7s/TjBgchtQS-I/AAAAAAAABGg/1WsPNMK5KO4/s1600/IMAG0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 191px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634109177041275874" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ha5He9Ipb7s/TjBgchtQS-I/AAAAAAAABGg/1WsPNMK5KO4/s320/IMAG0325.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;She did it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IK7Q1WISwjc/TjBgcZeCjvI/AAAAAAAABGY/OEyCOog5re8/s1600/IMAG0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 191px; height: 320px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634109174829977330" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IK7Q1WISwjc/TjBgcZeCjvI/AAAAAAAABGY/OEyCOog5re8/s320/IMAG0326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little smarty pants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/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/7821806367679506774-8490024913091260420?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/8490024913091260420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=8490024913091260420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8490024913091260420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8490024913091260420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/07/molly-rolled-over.html' title='Molly Rolled Over'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dOjWRXQtMgY/TjBgcxR2G2I/AAAAAAAABGo/PzlbVYhSWsA/s72-c/IMAG0322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-8574538885147501263</id><published>2011-07-27T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T20:25:53.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Chef</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Staying at home with Cason and Molly this summer has been challenging. I have stretched my brain trying to find ways to entertain Cason. One of our daily activities is helping me cook. He loves to help me fix breakfast, lunch, and dinner. We just pull up a stool to the counter and he has a front row view for the culinary creations that I create. (ha ha). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have made cookies, muffins, pigs in a blanket, quesadillas, tacos, spaghetti, pita chips, soup and many many more things. This was Cason's favorite lunch by far. I saw the idea on one of my friends facebook page. It's octopus and seaweed. I have seen people make octopus out of hot dogs but I have never thought about making seaweed with ramen noodles. He LOVES it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OBdwoNaFC-c/TjtYkrRTCYI/AAAAAAAABGw/fnQpG0h3xTo/s1600/IMG_3233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 214px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637196745698118018" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OBdwoNaFC-c/TjtYkrRTCYI/AAAAAAAABGw/fnQpG0h3xTo/s320/IMG_3233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zz3YM_Gwm1U/TjtZgdTc6dI/AAAAAAAABG4/frCmoMJsza4/s1600/IMG_3238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zz3YM_Gwm1U/TjtZgdTc6dI/AAAAAAAABG4/frCmoMJsza4/s320/IMG_3238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637197772741208530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;Cason also helps his BeBe and Geema cook at my parents house. Just last night he made himself a salad with lettuce, cheese, carrots, vinegar and apple juice (weird). My parents bought this cool stool made to put in the kitchen so  the grandkids can watch what's going on without getting hurt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b0fVoqv38no/Tjta1QkDZWI/AAAAAAAABHA/CqrO91dR9CU/s1600/IMG_9744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b0fVoqv38no/Tjta1QkDZWI/AAAAAAAABHA/CqrO91dR9CU/s320/IMG_9744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637199229610059106" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul7VJ6x02bU/Tjtgk7V30wI/AAAAAAAABHI/2C8F_q8Ga04/s1600/IMG_9991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ul7VJ6x02bU/Tjtgk7V30wI/AAAAAAAABHI/2C8F_q8Ga04/s320/IMG_9991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637205546105295618" 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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iHHzGlyZh4M/TjthDBmm0gI/AAAAAAAABHQ/WuJDttY2jAY/s1600/IMG_9996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iHHzGlyZh4M/TjthDBmm0gI/AAAAAAAABHQ/WuJDttY2jAY/s320/IMG_9996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637206063182172674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-8574538885147501263?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/8574538885147501263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=8574538885147501263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8574538885147501263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8574538885147501263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-chef.html' title='Little Chef'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OBdwoNaFC-c/TjtYkrRTCYI/AAAAAAAABGw/fnQpG0h3xTo/s72-c/IMG_3233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-2091716798102223450</id><published>2011-07-27T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T18:55:23.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer we have discovered that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; LOVES yard tools. Lawn mowers, blowers,weed eaters and edgers. He has an obsession with them. When we are driving down the road and he &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sees&lt;/span&gt; someone doing yard works he starts yelling about lawn mowers and such! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He got a new toy lawn mower this summer which he adores. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; helping his daddy with the yard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_oPaiCa8C8/TkSG1SS6F-I/AAAAAAAABIY/jJB54pMI_qg/s1600/mow.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_oPaiCa8C8/TkSG1SS6F-I/AAAAAAAABIY/jJB54pMI_qg/s320/mow.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639780883377035234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WeSb3nsZXpQ/TkSHM5HuziI/AAAAAAAABIg/G51LdAUN9Uk/s1600/mow2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WeSb3nsZXpQ/TkSHM5HuziI/AAAAAAAABIg/G51LdAUN9Uk/s320/mow2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639781288936132130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qgjZnvZLq4U/TkSHYihwSOI/AAAAAAAABIo/NjJ3e84g2mw/s1600/mow3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qgjZnvZLq4U/TkSHYihwSOI/AAAAAAAABIo/NjJ3e84g2mw/s320/mow3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639781489029695714" /&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;&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; at Sears (this is like Disneyland for him!). We take him to Sears to look at all the yard tools and shop vacs. I forgot to mention that he loves shop vacs too! He has moved on from regular lawn mowers to riding lawn mowers. I don't know many times a day I hear, "Mama, I want a blue riding lawn mower." I tell him he can get one when he is older. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PliiMb3Gl4M/TkSAziLbTAI/AAAAAAAABH4/9JVeM2nGbDI/s1600/lawn%2Bmower%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PliiMb3Gl4M/TkSAziLbTAI/AAAAAAAABH4/9JVeM2nGbDI/s320/lawn%2Bmower%2B1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639774256211119106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHqripgEIv0/TkSBxH9vieI/AAAAAAAABIA/CpQM1Kldmp8/s1600/lawn%2Bmower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHqripgEIv0/TkSBxH9vieI/AAAAAAAABIA/CpQM1Kldmp8/s320/lawn%2Bmower.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639775314326292962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrMZhOE7uZw/TkSCDKAA74I/AAAAAAAABII/cl0MEWdidtE/s1600/lawn%2Bmower2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrMZhOE7uZw/TkSCDKAA74I/AAAAAAAABII/cl0MEWdidtE/s320/lawn%2Bmower2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639775624110337922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-2091716798102223450?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/2091716798102223450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=2091716798102223450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2091716798102223450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2091716798102223450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/07/yard-boy.html' title='Yard Boy'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_oPaiCa8C8/TkSG1SS6F-I/AAAAAAAABIY/jJB54pMI_qg/s72-c/mow.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-2582880185367768270</id><published>2011-07-11T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T12:02:11.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 4, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As we do almost every 4th of July we made our way to Lubbock to visit Toby's family. The kids did great traveling even though our 6 hour trip took 8 hours both ways. We did our usual Lubbock activities like eat at Taco Villa, hang out with family, eat at Taco Villa, shop, eat at Taco Villa and go to the parade. Ok, only 1 of us ate at Taco Villa 3 different times and it wasn't me, Cason or Molly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures on the 4th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BRpeZGAw7cU/ThtElPeF7BI/AAAAAAAABFw/_S-pqapKhUA/s1600/4%2Bmolly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 214px; height: 320px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628167565928164370" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BRpeZGAw7cU/ThtElPeF7BI/AAAAAAAABFw/_S-pqapKhUA/s320/4%2Bmolly.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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KaxSdRK5SeE/ThtEkvAL4xI/AAAAAAAABFo/n-_QvPxawf8/s1600/4%2Bflag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 214px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628167557212791570" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KaxSdRK5SeE/ThtEkvAL4xI/AAAAAAAABFo/n-_QvPxawf8/s320/4%2Bflag.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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Lc-dQWFtDQ/ThtEkU4ztuI/AAAAAAAABFg/evQ66GfYnAk/s1600/4flaf2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 214px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628167550202525410" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Lc-dQWFtDQ/ThtEkU4ztuI/AAAAAAAABFg/evQ66GfYnAk/s320/4flaf2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QSwAdP6D6qA/ThtEkDD_e2I/AAAAAAAABFY/arMfSA7JO54/s1600/4%2Bfam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 214px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628167545417595746" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QSwAdP6D6qA/ThtEkDD_e2I/AAAAAAAABFY/arMfSA7JO54/s320/4%2Bfam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vKDFtRdCZSY/ThtEUAOAlFI/AAAAAAAABFQ/d5t9hjDRmjc/s1600/4papaw.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 214px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628167269776397394" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vKDFtRdCZSY/ThtEUAOAlFI/AAAAAAAABFQ/d5t9hjDRmjc/s320/4papaw.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;I thought that Cason would love going to the Lubbock parade. I was right! It was full of everything he loved! 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aHvaQOaZdu0/ThtESimwsbI/AAAAAAAABEw/UO8n9qB2KGY/s1600/4%2Btrctor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px; height: 214px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628167244647281074" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aHvaQOaZdu0/ThtESimwsbI/AAAAAAAABEw/UO8n9qB2KGY/s320/4%2Btrctor.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-2582880185367768270?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/2582880185367768270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=2582880185367768270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2582880185367768270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2582880185367768270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/07/july-4-2011.html' title='July 4, 2011'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BRpeZGAw7cU/ThtElPeF7BI/AAAAAAAABFw/_S-pqapKhUA/s72-c/4%2Bmolly.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6868733206889614236</id><published>2011-07-04T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T12:07:33.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Month Cutie</title><content type='html'>Miss Molly turned 3 months old last week! I know I say this a lot but she is a great baby! She is very laid back and happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are her nicknames:&lt;br /&gt;Molly Mo&lt;br /&gt;Molls&lt;br /&gt;Missy Pants&lt;br /&gt;Miss Molly&lt;br /&gt;Mollinator&lt;br /&gt;Mollycule&lt;br /&gt;Molly Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l7W4b258x98/ThI0VYc0HkI/AAAAAAAABEY/nstWcNLWunY/s1600/3%2Bmonth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l7W4b258x98/ThI0VYc0HkI/AAAAAAAABEY/nstWcNLWunY/s320/3%2Bmonth.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625616426484375106" /&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;3 Month Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-COM9uqZvOqg/ThSyNBGVgoI/AAAAAAAABEo/Ko6_2Vvm8qw/s1600/IMG_3117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-COM9uqZvOqg/ThSyNBGVgoI/AAAAAAAABEo/Ko6_2Vvm8qw/s320/IMG_3117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626317771195646594" /&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;I was brushing my teeth one morning and walked in to the living room to find this. Her big brother loves to play with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jCQzf45vQGA/ThIz20ZD-0I/AAAAAAAABEA/DecxzfxtXQI/s1600/happy%2Bbaby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jCQzf45vQGA/ThIz20ZD-0I/AAAAAAAABEA/DecxzfxtXQI/s320/happy%2Bbaby.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625615901408885570" /&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;Happy Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l4bYYNYTPU0/ThIz2UscXmI/AAAAAAAABD4/3G3reLHGNlM/s1600/bumbo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l4bYYNYTPU0/ThIz2UscXmI/AAAAAAAABD4/3G3reLHGNlM/s320/bumbo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625615892900240994" /&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;She tried out her bumbo for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Sspt6PJiX8/ThIz2CRRsQI/AAAAAAAABDw/SVFG3u7hoCM/s1600/burrito%2Bbaby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Sspt6PJiX8/ThIz2CRRsQI/AAAAAAAABDw/SVFG3u7hoCM/s320/burrito%2Bbaby.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625615887954456834" /&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;Here she is wrapped up in her miracle blanket. We call her burrito baby just like her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a3zJl9IvcOU/ThIz3u8nUlI/AAAAAAAABEQ/jsCLLuIZqLw/s1600/talking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a3zJl9IvcOU/ThIz3u8nUlI/AAAAAAAABEQ/jsCLLuIZqLw/s320/talking.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625615917127258706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pD-SimE7obc/ThI2q11Fg0I/AAAAAAAABEg/VXztH-ToUyQ/s1600/watching%2Btv.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pD-SimE7obc/ThI2q11Fg0I/AAAAAAAABEg/VXztH-ToUyQ/s320/watching%2Btv.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625618994171315010" /&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;Molly and Cason wathing TV. I laid her down and she watched Cars for 45 min.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6868733206889614236?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6868733206889614236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6868733206889614236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6868733206889614236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6868733206889614236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/07/3-month-cutie.html' title='3 Month Cutie'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l7W4b258x98/ThI0VYc0HkI/AAAAAAAABEY/nstWcNLWunY/s72-c/3%2Bmonth.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-941238936927283248</id><published>2011-07-04T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T14:29:17.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Dada Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O85GvarYB2E/ThItz51gkgI/AAAAAAAABDo/EUnDJIgpcFs/s1600/dad%2Band%2Bkids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O85GvarYB2E/ThItz51gkgI/AAAAAAAABDo/EUnDJIgpcFs/s320/dad%2Band%2Bkids.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625609254261002754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a pretty laid back Father's Day this year. We grilled out with my family and Toby wanted to go to Toys R Us to buy Cason a toy lawn mower because that is how great of a dad he is! Cason ran around yelling Happy Dada's Day the entire day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 Reasons Cason Loves His Dada&lt;br /&gt;1. He loves him unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;2. He lets him help with yard work&lt;br /&gt;3. He can wrestle like a champ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 Reasons Molly Loves Her Daddy&lt;br /&gt;1. He is wrapped around her fingers&lt;br /&gt;2. He gives her a ton of hugs and kisses&lt;br /&gt;3. He can talk baby talk with her. Lot's of cooing and gurgling goes on in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 3 Reasons Why I Think Toby is a Great Father&lt;br /&gt;1. He will drop anything he is doing to be with his kids.&lt;br /&gt;2. His sense of humor always makes them happy.&lt;br /&gt;3. He is a great spiritual leader.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-941238936927283248?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/941238936927283248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=941238936927283248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/941238936927283248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/941238936927283248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-dada-day.html' title='Happy Dada Day!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O85GvarYB2E/ThItz51gkgI/AAAAAAAABDo/EUnDJIgpcFs/s72-c/dad%2Band%2Bkids.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-5811662940424089185</id><published>2011-06-05T11:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T11:39:30.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months Old!</title><content type='html'>Molly turned 2 months old on May 28! &lt;br /&gt;Her 2 month stats:&lt;br /&gt;10 lbs. 6 oz.&lt;br /&gt;22 inches&lt;br /&gt;She is sleeping between 5-8 hours a night. I still hold her some but she is starting to sleep on her own!&lt;br /&gt;We are getting TONS of cute, sweet, girly smiles. I love them!!!&lt;br /&gt;She is also talking a lot too. She is going to be just like her mama!&lt;br /&gt;Molly had her first shots last week and ended up running a fever of 102.6! It scared me to death but she's fine now. I just hope she doesn't do that every time she gets shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is her 2 month pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kDIMpMCpd2I/TevLX76XtzI/AAAAAAAABC0/EqNN8vpfFXY/s1600/2%2Bmonths.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kDIMpMCpd2I/TevLX76XtzI/AAAAAAAABC0/EqNN8vpfFXY/s320/2%2Bmonths.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614804972527400754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason and Molly wearing their matching Big Brother/Little Sister Shirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DN4PTKL-hG0/TevLXuzhvXI/AAAAAAAABCs/AsfdU0FwilU/s1600/big%2Bbro%252C%2Blil%2Bsis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DN4PTKL-hG0/TevLXuzhvXI/AAAAAAAABCs/AsfdU0FwilU/s320/big%2Bbro%252C%2Blil%2Bsis.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614804969009036658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojWvBAFC3dA/TevLXFFb-jI/AAAAAAAABCk/tsB9DT_sKrA/s1600/big%2Bbro%252C%2Blil%2Bsis1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojWvBAFC3dA/TevLXFFb-jI/AAAAAAAABCk/tsB9DT_sKrA/s320/big%2Bbro%252C%2Blil%2Bsis1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614804957809867314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly wearing a bow as big as her head! I love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2oE76rNqYaY/TevLW9RQFII/AAAAAAAABCc/74wovuw5Ok8/s1600/texas%2Btech%2Bcutie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2oE76rNqYaY/TevLW9RQFII/AAAAAAAABCc/74wovuw5Ok8/s320/texas%2Btech%2Bcutie.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614804955711935618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvrn_WOs-wo/TevJJdDQdLI/AAAAAAAABCM/o9Ob9ukpSio/s1600/IMG_3055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dvrn_WOs-wo/TevJJdDQdLI/AAAAAAAABCM/o9Ob9ukpSio/s320/IMG_3055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614802524701750450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UlvmoBbZUBE/TevJI_6DhqI/AAAAAAAABCE/LoCcRUE6e0o/s1600/IMG_3050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UlvmoBbZUBE/TevJI_6DhqI/AAAAAAAABCE/LoCcRUE6e0o/s320/IMG_3050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614802516878526114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly and her Cousin Camille posing in their matching bloomers and bows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZXdsDmeziI/TevJIWJR7rI/AAAAAAAABB8/BSM8lU1U8-8/s1600/IMG_3022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0ZXdsDmeziI/TevJIWJR7rI/AAAAAAAABB8/BSM8lU1U8-8/s320/IMG_3022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614802505668095666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uVJRmxxGIko/TevJILbaHqI/AAAAAAAABB0/VEwslYCUxNA/s1600/IMG_3030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uVJRmxxGIko/TevJILbaHqI/AAAAAAAABB0/VEwslYCUxNA/s320/IMG_3030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614802502791339682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-5811662940424089185?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/5811662940424089185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=5811662940424089185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5811662940424089185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5811662940424089185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/06/2-months-old.html' title='2 Months Old!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kDIMpMCpd2I/TevLX76XtzI/AAAAAAAABC0/EqNN8vpfFXY/s72-c/2%2Bmonths.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-5605063055286944166</id><published>2011-05-27T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T12:04:17.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Molly's Newborn Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2377900603280849262&amp;amp;site=widget-6e.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603280849262&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6e.slide.com/p1/2377900603280849262/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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She's great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-5605063055286944166?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/5605063055286944166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=5605063055286944166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5605063055286944166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5605063055286944166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/05/mollys-newborn-pictures.html' title='Molly&apos;s Newborn Pictures!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-896301741758549648</id><published>2011-05-27T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T11:48:46.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>This is a little late, but better late than never, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was spoiled on Mother's Day by my wonderful husband, kids, and parents. It was a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 made me a mother. Being a mom is the best, most challenging, most rewarding thing I have ever done. I love Cason and Molly more than words can say. I am proud to be their mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wWmezweqcAo/Td_wpvHbkcI/AAAAAAAABBg/z01dv3Y1qZ8/s1600/mothers%2Bday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611468260539863490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wWmezweqcAo/Td_wpvHbkcI/AAAAAAAABBg/z01dv3Y1qZ8/s320/mothers%2Bday.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;Happy Mother's Day to my mom! She is the best mom a girl could ask for. She has taught me how to be a good mom to my children. I love you mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jcEfCzkY-OU/Td_wpTG1_ZI/AAAAAAAABBY/FSR1iBCbVJs/s1600/IMG_3037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611468253021207954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jcEfCzkY-OU/Td_wpTG1_ZI/AAAAAAAABBY/FSR1iBCbVJs/s320/IMG_3037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-896301741758549648?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/896301741758549648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=896301741758549648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/896301741758549648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/896301741758549648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mothers Day'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wWmezweqcAo/Td_wpvHbkcI/AAAAAAAABBg/z01dv3Y1qZ8/s72-c/mothers%2Bday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-4715061840884634976</id><published>2011-04-28T12:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T12:31:30.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Month Old!</title><content type='html'>Molly is 1 month old today! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; seem like she should be 1 month already! It's going by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly is a good baby! She is pretty easy going unless she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gets&lt;/span&gt; hungry then she turns into a drama queen. I was going to say that she likes tummy time but as I am typing this she is laying on her tummy crying so maybe she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; like it. She does like to sleep on her tummy but I only let her when she is on her play mat. So far she likes baths and she LOVES being held. We pretty much hold her all the time. She will take naps in her swing which is nice but she will not sleep in her crib, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cradle&lt;/span&gt;, or pack-n-play. That is something we are going to work on this month! Molly will sleep up to six hours at night because I hold her the entire night. I have to say that holding her all night is worth 6 hours of sleep right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a good eater and is growing like crazy. She left the hospital weighing 6 lbs. 6 oz and is now somewhere around 7 lbs. 9 oz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of her firsts this month:&lt;br /&gt;First outing: Yogurt Land (does it count if we got it to go?)&lt;br /&gt;She got her first cold at 3 weeks. How sad :(.&lt;br /&gt;She went to her first wedding&lt;br /&gt;She went to her first church service this past Easter Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;I wish we would have known the first time around that it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SOO&lt;/span&gt; much easier to take them places at this age than later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the "first time around", &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; is being such a great big brother to Molly. He asks about her every time I pick him up from Myrna's house and when he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;see's&lt;/span&gt; her in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt; he has to lean over and touch her head. He also likes to bring Molly her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;paci's&lt;/span&gt;, blankets or whatever else he thinks she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;needs&lt;/span&gt;. When she cries he says, "Molly mad, Molly eat". He's got that right! He also gives her great big brother kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly blessed and proud to be the mommy of both of these children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Molly at 1 week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UqEtKP18CT8/Tbm8I8xzDVI/AAAAAAAABBQ/8gLJZOUX5Rk/s1600/week%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600714473551891794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UqEtKP18CT8/Tbm8I8xzDVI/AAAAAAAABBQ/8gLJZOUX5Rk/s320/week%2B1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wj4jozl6z80/Tbm8IXHAOsI/AAAAAAAABBI/9fWnbE8EeTA/s1600/week%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600714463440288450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wj4jozl6z80/Tbm8IXHAOsI/AAAAAAAABBI/9fWnbE8EeTA/s320/week%2B2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Pao2uNIUSs/Tbm8IDupdxI/AAAAAAAABBA/FqgU38DWpLM/s1600/week%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600714458237859602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8Pao2uNIUSs/Tbm8IDupdxI/AAAAAAAABBA/FqgU38DWpLM/s320/week%2B3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iLEMcuH9h1M/Tbm8H7EsFzI/AAAAAAAABA4/DMEHK4pvwrY/s1600/1%2Bmonth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600714455914387250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iLEMcuH9h1M/Tbm8H7EsFzI/AAAAAAAABA4/DMEHK4pvwrY/s320/1%2Bmonth.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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a cute picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dbOaa1-274s/Tbm8HsqESoI/AAAAAAAABAw/2ucTgq2jHwk/s1600/IMG_2857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600714452044630658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dbOaa1-274s/Tbm8HsqESoI/AAAAAAAABAw/2ucTgq2jHwk/s320/IMG_2857.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;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/7821806367679506774-4715061840884634976?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/4715061840884634976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=4715061840884634976' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4715061840884634976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4715061840884634976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/04/1-month-old.html' title='1 Month Old!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UqEtKP18CT8/Tbm8I8xzDVI/AAAAAAAABBQ/8gLJZOUX5Rk/s72-c/week%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-3959212166239254715</id><published>2011-04-25T10:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T10:55:26.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend we had a great time celebrating our Risen Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out by dying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; eggs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vUUe1pRioAk/TbWyKl_xj8I/AAAAAAAABAo/4keka21FcXc/s1600/easter%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599577606773116866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vUUe1pRioAk/TbWyKl_xj8I/AAAAAAAABAo/4keka21FcXc/s320/easter%2B1.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;We went to our church's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; egg hunt.&lt;br /&gt;(I just love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cason's&lt;/span&gt; smile! I have pictures of me at his age smiling that exact same smile!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-isRD0UOExXU/TbWyKTMEHKI/AAAAAAAABAg/Xeex9MlrO0A/s1600/easter%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599577601724390562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-isRD0UOExXU/TbWyKTMEHKI/AAAAAAAABAg/Xeex9MlrO0A/s320/easter%2B2.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;At the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; egg hunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; didn't want any pink or purple eggs in his basket. But he picked up one pink egg and gave it to Molly! He is such a great big brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FI6r8IAAkH4/TbWyKH9tDgI/AAAAAAAABAY/tH0RU_MpOow/s1600/easter%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599577598711369218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FI6r8IAAkH4/TbWyKH9tDgI/AAAAAAAABAY/tH0RU_MpOow/s320/easter%2B3.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;Molly sporting her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; bunny bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mPLTila1qJM/TbWyJ-zIwRI/AAAAAAAABAQ/6C3Gz5CCBYY/s1600/easter%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599577596251128082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mPLTila1qJM/TbWyJ-zIwRI/AAAAAAAABAQ/6C3Gz5CCBYY/s320/easter%2B4.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;After church and naps we went over to my sister's house to hunt more eggs and to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Check out these cute cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NtTsFeZKiTo/TbWyJr4zygI/AAAAAAAABAI/q2JK2JEhYEg/s1600/easter%2B5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599577591174646274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NtTsFeZKiTo/TbWyJr4zygI/AAAAAAAABAI/q2JK2JEhYEg/s320/easter%2B5.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;My babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nCx_swW3-8Q/TbWxpp_ET3I/AAAAAAAABAA/9R5Tal9f5uo/s1600/easter%2B6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599577040908210034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nCx_swW3-8Q/TbWxpp_ET3I/AAAAAAAABAA/9R5Tal9f5uo/s320/easter%2B6.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;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BeBe&lt;/span&gt;, Grandad, Molly and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oo9KhYNDU1A/TbWxpbAnCdI/AAAAAAAAA_4/zopTkG9D_7o/s1600/easter%2B7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599577036888148434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oo9KhYNDU1A/TbWxpbAnCdI/AAAAAAAAA_4/zopTkG9D_7o/s320/easter%2B7.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;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; looking for eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zm4ulp_yrJg/TbWxozN5kQI/AAAAAAAAA_w/c52df83glmk/s1600/easter%2B8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599577026206470402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zm4ulp_yrJg/TbWxozN5kQI/AAAAAAAAA_w/c52df83glmk/s320/easter%2B8.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;The boys looking for eggs. Check out Reid's shopping cart. He needed more room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GyDUdxzMkl4/TbWxoEWPWzI/AAAAAAAAA_o/WQZEJ-oG6jU/s1600/easter%2B9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599577013624986418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GyDUdxzMkl4/TbWxoEWPWzI/AAAAAAAAA_o/WQZEJ-oG6jU/s320/easter%2B9.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;Look what the Easter Bunny brought!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BoKXUDAcAus/TbWxn7Vp1II/AAAAAAAAA_g/70fc2wT__iA/s1600/easter%2B10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599577011206608002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BoKXUDAcAus/TbWxn7Vp1II/AAAAAAAAA_g/70fc2wT__iA/s320/easter%2B10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-3959212166239254715?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/3959212166239254715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=3959212166239254715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3959212166239254715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3959212166239254715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vUUe1pRioAk/TbWyKl_xj8I/AAAAAAAABAo/4keka21FcXc/s72-c/easter%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6972524821672698433</id><published>2011-04-19T11:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T12:19:23.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Molly Lynn Stunkard</title><content type='html'>Molly Lynn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stunkard&lt;/span&gt; is here! She was born on March 28, 2011 at 1:01 pm. She weighed 6 lbs. 14 oz. and was 18 1/2 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a planned repeat c-section. I have to say that this c-section &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt; was MUCH &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;easier&lt;/span&gt; than the last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning that Molly was born we had to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; to see his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pediatrician&lt;/span&gt; before we went to the hospital. He had a cold and I wanted to get it checked out before Molly came. It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;stressful&lt;/span&gt; morning but Toby and I made it to the hospital in time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our last picture as a family of 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BVSSY6VFnr0/Ta3b0lkMr4I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/n7c8Hfy66Xk/s1600/birth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597371608375013250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BVSSY6VFnr0/Ta3b0lkMr4I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/n7c8Hfy66Xk/s320/birth.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours later Molly arrives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTGRCbNUTEY/Ta3bt06aBEI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/a2S2krWrIXE/s1600/birth1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597371492235609154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTGRCbNUTEY/Ta3bt06aBEI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/a2S2krWrIXE/s320/birth1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy admiring his daughter! She had him wrapped around his finger from the first time he laid eyes on her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pqRovd9BNEA/Ta3btt7dZjI/AAAAAAAAA_I/hHUPX25eKLk/s1600/birth%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597371490360976946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pqRovd9BNEA/Ta3btt7dZjI/AAAAAAAAA_I/hHUPX25eKLk/s320/birth%2B2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Molly meeting for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snue6_G4jEs/Ta3btS5hvPI/AAAAAAAAA_A/uerVmCv671I/s1600/birth%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597371483105115378" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snue6_G4jEs/Ta3btS5hvPI/AAAAAAAAA_A/uerVmCv671I/s320/birth%2B3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, Daddy, and Molly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--kQHquFhhY8/Ta3btBUaR1I/AAAAAAAAA-4/Itkhffs1TeE/s1600/birth%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597371478386034514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--kQHquFhhY8/Ta3btBUaR1I/AAAAAAAAA-4/Itkhffs1TeE/s320/birth%2B4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;BeBe&lt;/span&gt;, Grandad (not pictured), and Aunt Allison meeting Molly for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yLKlZCvBMYw/Ta3bsy-PVZI/AAAAAAAAA-w/4XuofxssDag/s1600/birth%2B5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597371474534946194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yLKlZCvBMYw/Ta3bsy-PVZI/AAAAAAAAA-w/4XuofxssDag/s320/birth%2B5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Molly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrIYKdhyrpI/Ta3bak_y7hI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/taW-ZVaIxSc/s1600/birth%2B6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597371161545731602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nrIYKdhyrpI/Ta3bak_y7hI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/taW-ZVaIxSc/s320/birth%2B6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandad and Aunt Allison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3e1rGSQgcNY/Ta3barjO6eI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/yH0xXcsgrxY/s1600/birth%2B7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597371163304978914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3e1rGSQgcNY/Ta3barjO6eI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/yH0xXcsgrxY/s320/birth%2B7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Brother, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt;, meeting Molly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldWpWgIfu8o/Ta3baRUiJAI/AAAAAAAAA-I/D8znfPu5IZ0/s1600/birth%2B8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597371156264002562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldWpWgIfu8o/Ta3baRUiJAI/AAAAAAAAA-I/D8znfPu5IZ0/s320/birth%2B8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first picture as a family of 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MHn3mBsqiMw/Ta3avTJ1n5I/AAAAAAAAA-A/iQgrIK1v7kA/s1600/birth%2B9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597370418021638034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MHn3mBsqiMw/Ta3avTJ1n5I/AAAAAAAAA-A/iQgrIK1v7kA/s320/birth%2B9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; holding his little sister. He was VERY excited to meet her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g3DvTwHDN2A/Ta3avG6akAI/AAAAAAAAA94/XDm6iuMSPB0/s1600/birth%2B10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597370414735724546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g3DvTwHDN2A/Ta3avG6akAI/AAAAAAAAA94/XDm6iuMSPB0/s320/birth%2B10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully they will always be this sweet to each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I72gF7ar3HI/Ta3au-QDuMI/AAAAAAAAA9w/54TVlBmpFYc/s1600/birth%2B11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597370412410583234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I72gF7ar3HI/Ta3au-QDuMI/AAAAAAAAA9w/54TVlBmpFYc/s320/birth%2B11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly's homecoming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a_hwWJb-p7Y/Ta3auitDy9I/AAAAAAAAA9o/ckkgBqx4q4Y/s1600/birth%2B12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597370405016030162" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a_hwWJb-p7Y/Ta3auitDy9I/AAAAAAAAA9o/ckkgBqx4q4Y/s320/birth%2B12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papaw and Granny got to come meet Molly too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wnjvol1B-d8/Ta3auUmWxsI/AAAAAAAAA9g/RgZbhRvQKEY/s1600/birth%2B13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597370401229817538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wnjvol1B-d8/Ta3auUmWxsI/AAAAAAAAA9g/RgZbhRvQKEY/s320/birth%2B13.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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6972524821672698433?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6972524821672698433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6972524821672698433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6972524821672698433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6972524821672698433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/04/molly-lynn-stunkard.html' title='Molly Lynn Stunkard'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BVSSY6VFnr0/Ta3b0lkMr4I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/n7c8Hfy66Xk/s72-c/birth.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-1303245931705352291</id><published>2011-03-26T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T17:59:17.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Out With Thomas</title><content type='html'>Today we went to see Thomas the Tank Engine! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; loves Thomas and pretty much anything trains or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;choo's&lt;/span&gt;" as he calls them. We went to the Grapevine Railroad to see him. It was a 25 min. train ride pulled by Thomas. There was music and dancing and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; had a blast! It was kind of a last hurrah before Molly comes on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rf4uwvgmvwM/TY6JzZBoshI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/aSfMEbcBJIY/s1600/thomas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588555703597445650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rf4uwvgmvwM/TY6JzZBoshI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/aSfMEbcBJIY/s320/thomas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Thomas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZYRgCocPh4/TY6JzBb0dwI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/GeThyCORfRw/s1600/thomas%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588555697264817922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZYRgCocPh4/TY6JzBb0dwI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/GeThyCORfRw/s320/thomas%2B1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conductor punching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cason's&lt;/span&gt; ticket. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; is usually pretty shy around people he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; know but he liked the train conductors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ic-eYNvARlU/TY6JkVuYBRI/AAAAAAAAA9I/iZgpW6HmWeo/s1600/thomas%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588555445013316882" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ic-eYNvARlU/TY6JkVuYBRI/AAAAAAAAA9I/iZgpW6HmWeo/s320/thomas%2B2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one happy boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZbJqteYcIc/TY6JkCAzbvI/AAAAAAAAA9A/YjWpESut1HI/s1600/thomas%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588555439721901810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kZbJqteYcIc/TY6JkCAzbvI/AAAAAAAAA9A/YjWpESut1HI/s320/thomas%2B3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were other things to do, including a petting zoo. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; is petting the tiniest pig I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHo54pX3Jqw/TY6Jj-OSlWI/AAAAAAAAA84/mqAJKw6ZHIg/s1600/thomas%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588555438704727394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHo54pX3Jqw/TY6Jj-OSlWI/AAAAAAAAA84/mqAJKw6ZHIg/s320/thomas%2B4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Topham&lt;/span&gt; Hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CxQCF3uH4_4/TY6JjsKv_gI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Dk1vtUA6jiw/s1600/thomas%2B5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588555433858039298" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CxQCF3uH4_4/TY6JjsKv_gI/AAAAAAAAA8w/Dk1vtUA6jiw/s320/thomas%2B5.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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oI-1TZ5W1H0/TY6JjbEVSCI/AAAAAAAAA8o/7qZ6FEYZ2vk/s1600/thomas%2B6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588555429267720226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oI-1TZ5W1H0/TY6JjbEVSCI/AAAAAAAAA8o/7qZ6FEYZ2vk/s320/thomas%2B6.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;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/7821806367679506774-1303245931705352291?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/1303245931705352291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=1303245931705352291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/1303245931705352291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/1303245931705352291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-out-with-thomas.html' title='A Day Out With Thomas'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rf4uwvgmvwM/TY6JzZBoshI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/aSfMEbcBJIY/s72-c/thomas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-978133856847948555</id><published>2011-03-22T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T17:51:24.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Showers!</title><content type='html'>The past couple of weeks I have had some amazing family and friends throw me and Molly showers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one was hosted by my mom, sister, and friend Sally. It was a tea party complete with real china! Fancy! It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N3mkYLtuMp0/TYlBVxw1yuI/AAAAAAAAA8g/7-PaZMUfIf0/s1600/shower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587068655121058530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N3mkYLtuMp0/TYlBVxw1yuI/AAAAAAAAA8g/7-PaZMUfIf0/s320/shower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay, Christi, Amanda, Kelly, and Samantha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PeVV4_uWzm8/TYlBVuprI2I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/VnH3CUO5k9o/s1600/shower1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587068654285693794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PeVV4_uWzm8/TYlBVuprI2I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/VnH3CUO5k9o/s320/shower1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle, Courtney, Danielle, and Renee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXH171IHXM8/TYlBVW6uNNI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Cf0qqJX-SnQ/s1600/shower2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587068647914747090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LXH171IHXM8/TYlBVW6uNNI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Cf0qqJX-SnQ/s320/shower2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connie and Tina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vITNgkI-d_w/TYlBVAA9yOI/AAAAAAAAA8I/FcX17IKv3xo/s1600/shower3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587068641766918370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vITNgkI-d_w/TYlBVAA9yOI/AAAAAAAAA8I/FcX17IKv3xo/s320/shower3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgina, Sally and Beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wLdrk6NmHEQ/TYlA6-LysrI/AAAAAAAAA8A/0lKj7PgHxCY/s1600/shower4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587068194598859442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wLdrk6NmHEQ/TYlA6-LysrI/AAAAAAAAA8A/0lKj7PgHxCY/s320/shower4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allison, me, and Melodie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lY15vYfT5Jo/TYlA6kIUnNI/AAAAAAAAA74/m2WuxU28QUU/s1600/shower5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587068187604982994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lY15vYfT5Jo/TYlA6kIUnNI/AAAAAAAAA74/m2WuxU28QUU/s320/shower5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow I didn't get a picture with my mom or my Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Christy&lt;/span&gt; but they were there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second shower was given to me by my wonderful team at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dodd&lt;/span&gt; Elementary. They are so sneaky! They threw a shower for me without me knowing about it! It was a complete surprise. The whole school knew about it except for me. My mom, sister, and niece Camille came too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My team: Renee, Michelle, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Chasidy&lt;/span&gt;, Danielle and Courtney&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny story, that day was "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wind suit&lt;/span&gt; Wednesday". That is why we are all wearing sweats and t-shirts. We don't normally dress like that although I wish we could!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vc_TxrULwM4/TYlA6NOxyGI/AAAAAAAAA7w/xg55N0KjjPQ/s1600/school%2Bshower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587068181458045026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vc_TxrULwM4/TYlA6NOxyGI/AAAAAAAAA7w/xg55N0KjjPQ/s320/school%2Bshower.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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEu8_vRgE6s/TYlA5qNksFI/AAAAAAAAA7o/qbqbfSa4ons/s1600/school%2Bshower%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587068172057751634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IEu8_vRgE6s/TYlA5qNksFI/AAAAAAAAA7o/qbqbfSa4ons/s320/school%2Bshower%2B1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Camille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJxsbu789uY/TYlA5RRXbPI/AAAAAAAAA7g/kORijJ4JQ3c/s1600/school%2Bshower2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587068165362773234" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gJxsbu789uY/TYlA5RRXbPI/AAAAAAAAA7g/kORijJ4JQ3c/s320/school%2Bshower2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I didn't get a picture with my mom or sister this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My third shower was a brunch given by the girls in my small group at church. They took me to Corner Bakery. I didn't a get a picture of this either. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Geeze&lt;/span&gt;, I am such a slacker! I had a wonderful time. Thanks Christi, Jennifer, Amanda, Natalie, and Angela!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-978133856847948555?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/978133856847948555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=978133856847948555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/978133856847948555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/978133856847948555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/03/showers.html' title='Showers!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N3mkYLtuMp0/TYlBVxw1yuI/AAAAAAAAA8g/7-PaZMUfIf0/s72-c/shower.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7376458118055755425</id><published>2011-03-19T17:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T17:17:15.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip to the Zoo!</title><content type='html'>In mid February &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; went to the zoo for the first time! It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; day and we had a great time! His favorite animal was probably the baboons. I can't wait to take him back some day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NqTrVGI6Wow/TYVFtXPqy-I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/I0S6-WRqc70/s1600/zoo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585947558459132898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NqTrVGI6Wow/TYVFtXPqy-I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/I0S6-WRqc70/s320/zoo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; and Daddy looking at the elephants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qJdBOMoJHYY/TYVFmYNQg1I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/YAWvbVznj6M/s1600/zoo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585947438458372946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qJdBOMoJHYY/TYVFmYNQg1I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/YAWvbVznj6M/s320/zoo1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; got to feed the giraffes. He was so scared of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5T_e5rmeQkM/TYVFl8Y_2XI/AAAAAAAAA7I/o9nvw9Ky0Ks/s1600/zoo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585947430991419762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5T_e5rmeQkM/TYVFl8Y_2XI/AAAAAAAAA7I/o9nvw9Ky0Ks/s320/zoo2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a much better distance from the giraffes for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66gwAAoFy7c/TYVFlgTnAQI/AAAAAAAAA7A/OSXSBzKSFDk/s1600/zoo3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585947423452627202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66gwAAoFy7c/TYVFlgTnAQI/AAAAAAAAA7A/OSXSBzKSFDk/s320/zoo3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; and mommy posing for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oY9mlmjbJys/TYVFlTGmn5I/AAAAAAAAA64/gtpKnsBn2RY/s1600/zoo4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585947419908415378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oY9mlmjbJys/TYVFlTGmn5I/AAAAAAAAA64/gtpKnsBn2RY/s320/zoo4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also rode the mono-rail which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; LOVED. If anyone asked him what he saw at the zoo he replied, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;choo's&lt;/span&gt;" because he loved the "train" so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-20FIE70WmFI/TYVFlP3W5NI/AAAAAAAAA6w/OxazJq0S76I/s1600/zoo5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585947419039163602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-20FIE70WmFI/TYVFlP3W5NI/AAAAAAAAA6w/OxazJq0S76I/s320/zoo5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate lunch with the lions. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; loved every minute of that too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0FJJ9sL9ckY/TYVFFHyvaZI/AAAAAAAAA6o/1JcDREKS-Xg/s1600/zoo6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585946867116501394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0FJJ9sL9ckY/TYVFFHyvaZI/AAAAAAAAA6o/1JcDREKS-Xg/s320/zoo6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Our View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-svSJU8cdjiY/TYVFExFIWPI/AAAAAAAAA6g/P4vy8KE3SVU/s1600/zoo7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585946861019617522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-svSJU8cdjiY/TYVFExFIWPI/AAAAAAAAA6g/P4vy8KE3SVU/s320/zoo7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rjBLOU2igW0/TYVFElufkAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/EFI1-nif9iw/s1600/zoo8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585946857971879938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rjBLOU2igW0/TYVFElufkAI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/EFI1-nif9iw/s320/zoo8.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;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/7821806367679506774-7376458118055755425?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7376458118055755425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7376458118055755425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7376458118055755425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7376458118055755425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/03/first-trip-to-zoo.html' title='First Trip to the Zoo!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NqTrVGI6Wow/TYVFtXPqy-I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/I0S6-WRqc70/s72-c/zoo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-2521476130024269216</id><published>2011-02-03T17:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T07:53:27.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>This Christmas we were gone for an entire 2 weeks! It was a long time to be gone but we had a blast. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started our Christmas vacation in College Station. We went to look at Christmas lights several times. Cason was really into the lights this year. He is still asking to go see the lights!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtb9gcUabI/AAAAAAAAA6A/ZslSbenk1ZI/s1600/christmas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569646476412610994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtb9gcUabI/AAAAAAAAA6A/ZslSbenk1ZI/s320/christmas.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtb2fQ98RI/AAAAAAAAA54/SBXnI80uIiA/s1600/christmas%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569646355837481234" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtb2fQ98RI/AAAAAAAAA54/SBXnI80uIiA/s320/christmas%2B2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Eve we went to my parents church. I was not thrilled about the idea of taking a 2 year old into a church service but I have to say it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. We only had a few embarrassing moments!l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtdOs6DztI/AAAAAAAAA6I/hz78JM827qE/s1600/christmas%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569647871327981266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtdOs6DztI/AAAAAAAAA6I/hz78JM827qE/s320/christmas%2B3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grandparents and their grandchildren and great grandchildren!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtbp6CblaI/AAAAAAAAA5o/OkIoPFHWjvY/s1600/christmas%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569646139685967266" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtbp6CblaI/AAAAAAAAA5o/OkIoPFHWjvY/s320/christmas%2B4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning was insane! A good insane! Cason and Reid had so much fun opening presents. It was a lot different than last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa brought Cason and Reid a Little Tikes car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtbj6K-v5I/AAAAAAAAA5g/eFkkEMz8-7w/s1600/christmas%2B5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569646036642611090" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtbj6K-v5I/AAAAAAAAA5g/eFkkEMz8-7w/s320/christmas%2B5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtbe6yBEuI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/R7YrnVJXDHQ/s1600/christmas%2B6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569645950906995426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtbe6yBEuI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/R7YrnVJXDHQ/s320/christmas%2B6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandad and BeBe gave the boys a train table! Cason loves his!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtbZiysvNI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/n4pDu5pQ6Mc/s1600/christmas%2B7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569645858568060114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtbZiysvNI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/n4pDu5pQ6Mc/s320/christmas%2B7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days after Christmas the 3 of us made the long trek to Lubbock. It's an 8-9 hour car ride. I have to say that Cason did a pretty good job considering he didn't feel great. In Lubbock we had a blast with Granny and Papaw, aunts and uncles, and cousins. Our camera battery died so I didn't get a single picture of our Christmas in Lubbock. I am a horrible daughter-in-law!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make up for it, here is a picture of the all the cousins at Thanksgiving in Lubbock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUwgRxMw9pI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/_2M40bd6FS4/s1600/cousins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569862328787203730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUwgRxMw9pI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/_2M40bd6FS4/s320/cousins.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-2521476130024269216?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/2521476130024269216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=2521476130024269216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2521476130024269216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2521476130024269216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtb9gcUabI/AAAAAAAAA6A/ZslSbenk1ZI/s72-c/christmas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-5602111809102760282</id><published>2011-02-03T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T17:39:52.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Fire Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know, I am WAY behind! Since I am trapped indoors (because of icy conditions for 4 days) I am taking advantage and trying to catch up on all the things I am behind in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the Christmas break Toby, Cason, and I went to College Station to spend time with my parents. My dad arranged for Cason to go to the fire station to see the fire trucks. He was really shy at first but came out of his shell once he got to "drive" fire truck.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtYlblxjSI/AAAAAAAAA5I/KDT0NBUNnqQ/s1600/fire%2Bstation%2B5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569642764258348322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtYlblxjSI/AAAAAAAAA5I/KDT0NBUNnqQ/s320/fire%2Bstation%2B5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtXxfeehyI/AAAAAAAAA4w/-LApFz8ncp8/s1600/fire%2Bstation%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569641871948285730" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtXxfeehyI/AAAAAAAAA4w/-LApFz8ncp8/s320/fire%2Bstation%2B2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtYaCIYVOI/AAAAAAAAA5A/p_1HQ6aKHNg/s1600/fire%2Bstation%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569642568445613282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtYaCIYVOI/AAAAAAAAA5A/p_1HQ6aKHNg/s320/fire%2Bstation%2B4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtYLa5bsAI/AAAAAAAAA44/W0riajMRKjU/s1600/fire%2Bstation%2B3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569642317395767298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtYLa5bsAI/AAAAAAAAA44/W0riajMRKjU/s320/fire%2Bstation%2B3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtXh40UooI/AAAAAAAAA4o/lRj1Mqib5OQ/s1600/fire%2Bstation.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569641603872891522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtXh40UooI/AAAAAAAAA4o/lRj1Mqib5OQ/s320/fire%2Bstation.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7821806367679506774-5602111809102760282?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/5602111809102760282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=5602111809102760282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5602111809102760282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5602111809102760282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2011/02/trip-to-fire-station.html' title='Trip to the Fire Station'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TUtYlblxjSI/AAAAAAAAA5I/KDT0NBUNnqQ/s72-c/fire%2Bstation%2B5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7045125880763076525</id><published>2010-11-18T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T17:30:47.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby is 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOXQ_-rTViI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/pSXVXzz4MC0/s1600/IMG_2283.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOXQ_JPrQwI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/pCVUxn2UCbg/s1600/IMG_2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541064699781268226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOXQ_JPrQwI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/pCVUxn2UCbg/s320/IMG_2289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOXQ-7x0M_I/AAAAAAAAA4I/EETRGLfZobQ/s1600/IMG_2291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541064696166364146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOXQ-7x0M_I/AAAAAAAAA4I/EETRGLfZobQ/s320/IMG_2291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOXQ-tXiJRI/AAAAAAAAA4A/HAlwI5-q35o/s1600/IMG_2283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541064692298032402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOXQ-tXiJRI/AAAAAAAAA4A/HAlwI5-q35o/s320/IMG_2283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOXQXo-oihI/AAAAAAAAA34/WTeO9KJWHcQ/s1600/IMG_2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541064021104953874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOXQXo-oihI/AAAAAAAAA34/WTeO9KJWHcQ/s320/IMG_2276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that Cason is 2 years old today! It seems like just yesterday we had a baby. Now we have a walking talking 2 year old! Speaking of talking, he is saying all kinds of things these days. His favorite thing to say (or ask) is "What's that?". I think he asks that question at least 150 times a day. It's so cute and I love to see him interested in everything around him. Other cute things he is saying are;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;choo-choo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mo (which means milk)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nyrna (Myrna is babysitter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;poo poo (i know, that shouldn't be cute but at this age it is, right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;truck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;owie (he says that one a lot becuase he is constatnly getting hurt )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is putting 2 and even 3 words together to make sentences. We are also working on counting to 5. He has the numbers 2 and 5 down but let's us say the rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cason is in to absolutly EVERYTHING. We are fixing to put the door knob protectors on our doors because he can open them now. His favorite door to open is the pantry! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He LOVES trains. Espcially Thomas the Train. He is also really into cars and trucks. Pretty much anything that boys typically like, Cason likes. Although he likes to cook. He play cooks on his play kitchen and insists on helping me in the kitchen when I am cooking dinner. I am pretty good at cooking 1 handed these days because he HAS to see everything that is going on. I keep telling him in another couple of months my belly will be too big and I won't be able to carry him around the kitchen for 30 or 40 min. every night. I don't think he cares. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toby and I tried to make today special even though we both had to go to work. We woke him up 10 min. early to show him his battery powered Thomas. I ate lunch with him at his babysitters house. And we had a small cake tonight. &lt;/div&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;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/7821806367679506774-7045125880763076525?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7045125880763076525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7045125880763076525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7045125880763076525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7045125880763076525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-baby-is-2.html' title='My Baby is 2!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOXQ_JPrQwI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/pCVUxn2UCbg/s72-c/IMG_2289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-8404168390104688257</id><published>2010-11-14T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:47:01.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cason's 2nd Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>We celebrated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cason's&lt;/span&gt; birthday on Saturday with family and friends. The theme was planes, trains, and automobiles because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; loves all 3 of those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCKzKh20bI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/bVk5qeDpXPA/s1600/birthday%2Bcake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539580153270030770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCKzKh20bI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/bVk5qeDpXPA/s320/birthday%2Bcake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to make his cake this year. This is only the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; cake I have ever made. It's not a masterpiece or anything but what's on the inside made up for the outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCLSaQr13I/AAAAAAAAA2g/ewq3_tqVIUs/s1600/birthday%2Bcandel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539580690068920178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCLSaQr13I/AAAAAAAAA2g/ewq3_tqVIUs/s320/birthday%2Bcandel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; as we sang Happy Birthday to him. He wasn't quite sure what to think. He also had to have his daddy's help to blow out the candle but I didn't get a picture of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCLqbzr8nI/AAAAAAAAA2o/6LDgk2-tdlk/s1600/birthday%2Beatingcake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539581102801023602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCLqbzr8nI/AAAAAAAAA2o/6LDgk2-tdlk/s320/birthday%2Beatingcake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; enjoying a bite of his cake. It's a rainbow cake! I make it all by myself BUT had recipe help from my friends Melodie and Amanda. My mom made the icing and helped me ice it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCMWCVGHMI/AAAAAAAAA2w/EYfoWETZpBk/s1600/birthday%2Bcake%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539581851876072642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCMWCVGHMI/AAAAAAAAA2w/EYfoWETZpBk/s320/birthday%2Bcake%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCMjJtHayI/AAAAAAAAA24/25UMSnDeOno/s1600/birthday%2Bpresents.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539582077194169122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCMjJtHayI/AAAAAAAAA24/25UMSnDeOno/s320/birthday%2Bpresents.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a blast opening his presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCMzoJGV7I/AAAAAAAAA3A/DfnO9SH8VLs/s1600/birthday%2Bmyrna.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539582360242509746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCMzoJGV7I/AAAAAAAAA3A/DfnO9SH8VLs/s320/birthday%2Bmyrna.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; had many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt; guests come to his party. One was his babysitter Myrna and her son Luke. He wasn't quite sure what to think about her being in his house at first but it took about 3 seconds before he wanted her to hold him. He wouldn't let her put him down for a good 30 min.!&lt;br /&gt;His other special guests were his Grandad and Bebe, Aunt Allison, Uncle Brian, and cousins Reid and Camille, "Aunt" Beth, Eli Walker, Parker and Samantha Sloan, and Sally Loyd minus the rest of the family :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCOUG0J01I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Bz1vVUnCXrY/s1600/birthday%2Bbebe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539584017743598418" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCOUG0J01I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Bz1vVUnCXrY/s320/birthday%2Bbebe.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCOT7BCUnI/AAAAAAAAA3I/LSBO_8ihc6s/s1600/birthday%2Bgrandad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539584014576407154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCOT7BCUnI/AAAAAAAAA3I/LSBO_8ihc6s/s320/birthday%2Bgrandad.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; playing with Grandad, Bebe and Cousin Reid. He had an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;absolute&lt;/span&gt; blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You may have noticed in these pictures that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; has a black eye. It's his very first black eye just in time for his 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday party! He fell at his babysitters house. I swear this kid is going to cost us a fortune because of all of his accidents!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-8404168390104688257?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/8404168390104688257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=8404168390104688257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8404168390104688257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8404168390104688257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/11/casons-2nd-birthday-party.html' title='Cason&apos;s 2nd Birthday Party'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TOCKzKh20bI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/bVk5qeDpXPA/s72-c/birthday%2Bcake.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-5645379475334551726</id><published>2010-11-10T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T18:57:12.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cason Will Have A Sister!</title><content type='html'>Yup! We are having a girl! I am preparing myself for a lifetime full of drama! The 3of went to Target tonight to buy some little girl clothes. While we were there we looked at girl toys. I realized that our daughter may like Barbies! I NEVER liked Barbies. I am hoping she will have a love for My Little Ponies or something cool like that! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is totally healthy and totally perfect and Toby and I couldn't be happier. I'm not so sure about Cason. He looked at the sonogram pictures and said, "doggie?". I think he may be a little disappointed when he has a baby sister and not a doggie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to add picture of the sonogram later. We are having technical issues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little side note:&lt;br /&gt;I could use some prayers. I am not gaining enough weight. I actually haven't gained anything at all during this pregnancy. I lost 10 lbs. and have gained one of those pounds back. When I weighed in today I hadn't gained anything. :( This is largely due to my gallbladder. I am having problems with it and have to eat a very low fat diet. It's either that or wind up having gallbladder surgery while I'm pregnant which I am not a fan of. If I don't start gaining then I could be at risk for pre-term labor. Just pray that I can eat enough to make me and the baby happy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record. I would love to pig out right now. I am hungry ALL the time. I am just having a hard time figuring out what I can eat without making my gallbladder hurt. Thanks in advance for the prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-5645379475334551726?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/5645379475334551726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=5645379475334551726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5645379475334551726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5645379475334551726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/11/cason-will-have-sister.html' title='Cason Will Have A Sister!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7535206408623509596</id><published>2010-10-31T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T17:37:19.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Aboard!</title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;Cason was a train conductor this year because of his love of trains, particularly Thomas the Train. He had so much fun trick-or-treating tonight! He really enjoyed getting candy. Now our challenge is going to be from keeping him from wanting to walk up to our neighbors house any day of the week to get candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4J9j96FxI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/FUX3ZfKAxOc/s1600/hallo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4J9j96FxI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/FUX3ZfKAxOc/s320/hallo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534371945316488978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4KKBROI7I/AAAAAAAAA1g/9amhbGZtE48/s1600/hallo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4KKBROI7I/AAAAAAAAA1g/9amhbGZtE48/s320/hallo2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534372159340553138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4KXDTWA8I/AAAAAAAAA1o/1b6HvDFTHA0/s1600/hallo4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4KXDTWA8I/AAAAAAAAA1o/1b6HvDFTHA0/s320/hallo4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534372383224628162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first candy. He is saying, "next house please!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4KpqbmgWI/AAAAAAAAA1w/GDdcqK7v_Tw/s1600/hallo5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4KpqbmgWI/AAAAAAAAA1w/GDdcqK7v_Tw/s320/hallo5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534372702965891426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4LJvIGMII/AAAAAAAAA2A/FggNME9Djn8/s1600/hallo7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4LJvIGMII/AAAAAAAAA2A/FggNME9Djn8/s320/hallo7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534373253982072962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4LJeCpXMI/AAAAAAAAA14/ZcWOsbSGY4k/s1600/hallo6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4LJeCpXMI/AAAAAAAAA14/ZcWOsbSGY4k/s320/hallo6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534373249395809474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday Cason helped carve a jack-o-lantern!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4La6POjUI/AAAAAAAAA2I/nW2oxVSdkR8/s1600/hallo3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4La6POjUI/AAAAAAAAA2I/nW2oxVSdkR8/s320/hallo3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534373549022547266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7535206408623509596?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7535206408623509596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7535206408623509596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7535206408623509596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7535206408623509596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/10/all-aboard.html' title='All Aboard!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TM4J9j96FxI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/FUX3ZfKAxOc/s72-c/hallo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6434074006837983692</id><published>2010-10-17T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T14:07:50.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aboretum 2010</title><content type='html'>Last weekend my mom, dad and I took Cason to the pumpkin patch! Toby was at the Tech Baylor game so we decided to get out and have some fun. My sister and her family met us there too. Enjoy the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkC9OTPgI/AAAAAAAAA04/ZJDCoHc3wDs/s1600/IMG_2068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkC9OTPgI/AAAAAAAAA04/ZJDCoHc3wDs/s320/IMG_2068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529122969484475906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkCZhMSwI/AAAAAAAAA0w/FgNOE4_6Bjw/s1600/IMG_2063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkCZhMSwI/AAAAAAAAA0w/FgNOE4_6Bjw/s320/IMG_2063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529122959900035842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkBDHb7hI/AAAAAAAAA0o/EDjMp0dqxko/s1600/IMG_2056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkBDHb7hI/AAAAAAAAA0o/EDjMp0dqxko/s320/IMG_2056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529122936706559506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkAgnfZMI/AAAAAAAAA0g/5A8ByR08G1E/s1600/IMG_2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkAgnfZMI/AAAAAAAAA0g/5A8ByR08G1E/s320/IMG_2023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529122927445763266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkzxFteoI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/vzM0E9DBwZA/s1600/IMG_2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkzxFteoI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/vzM0E9DBwZA/s320/IMG_2109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529123808040811138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkzNZTr1I/AAAAAAAAA1I/yQ9mrxTKSJ8/s1600/IMG_2094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkzNZTr1I/AAAAAAAAA1I/yQ9mrxTKSJ8/s320/IMG_2094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529123798459330386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkybX9fOI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ob_zFYtPjE8/s1600/IMG_2088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkybX9fOI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ob_zFYtPjE8/s320/IMG_2088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529123785031908578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of these pictures show Cason's stitches. He got them out this past week and his head looks SOOO much better! It's amazing how fast our bodies heal!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6434074006837983692?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6434074006837983692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6434074006837983692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6434074006837983692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6434074006837983692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/10/aboretum-2010.html' title='Aboretum 2010'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLtkC9OTPgI/AAAAAAAAA04/ZJDCoHc3wDs/s72-c/IMG_2068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7814909202229003907</id><published>2010-10-09T17:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T18:15:21.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ER Visits #1 AND  #2</title><content type='html'>That's right, in the past 3 weeks Cason has been to the ER 2 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip #1&lt;br /&gt;Cason stood up in his high chair, (i was sitting a foot away)leaned over to pick up his sippy cup and fell out of his high chair head first. He hit is head on the tile floor, started crying and then threw up. The fall scared Toby and I to death then he threw up that REALLY scared us so off to the ER we went. He checked out just fine and didn't even have a knot or a bruise. &lt;br /&gt;*Disclaimer* We don't let him stand up in his high chair. I had just told him to sit down and started to reach for him to make him sit down when the accident happened. He doesn't sit in the high chair any more. We put him in a booster seat where we can strap him down. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLEPxFLLzSI/AAAAAAAAA0I/ibugao6UmLI/s1600/IMAG0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLEPxFLLzSI/AAAAAAAAA0I/ibugao6UmLI/s320/IMAG0026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526215553637403938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLEPwyPg5VI/AAAAAAAAA0A/5ec8YU9_OBA/s1600/IMAG0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLEPwyPg5VI/AAAAAAAAA0A/5ec8YU9_OBA/s320/IMAG0023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526215548555289938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip #2&lt;br /&gt;This past Wednesday, Cason tripped and hit his head on a drawer that was open not even an inch. He hit is head right on the corner of the drawer. I knew immediately that it wasn't a good fall and one look at his head proved I was right. I grabbed Cason, ran out of the house and over to my neighbors house. I rang their doorbell and sat on their front porch until they answered the door (i know, a little crazy). I asked my neighbor if he could drive me to the ER which he kindly did and waited until Toby got there. My mom also came. I was very glad to have them both there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we waited for and hour and half we found out what we already knew. Cason had to have stitches. :( He had a bunch of stitches on the inside and 6 on the outside. He didn't cry a lot when he fell but he screamed his head off while they were stiching him up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLESeX9c6zI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/XKUwXjJ-oEU/s1600/IMG_2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLESeX9c6zI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/XKUwXjJ-oEU/s320/IMG_2007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526218530797447986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLESeOkAzwI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Z-W1bSRQd1M/s1600/IMG_2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLESeOkAzwI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Z-W1bSRQd1M/s320/IMG_2004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526218528274829058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he's has happy as he can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His cut doesn't bother him at all! If he sees himself in the mirror he will say "owie" but other than that he acts like nothing is wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I should win the "Worst Mom of the Year" award. I know that things like this happen and I know that this probably isn't the last time he will get hurt. I am just hoping and praying that it is at least 2 or 3 more years before it happens again. I am NOT cut out for things like this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7814909202229003907?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7814909202229003907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7814909202229003907' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7814909202229003907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7814909202229003907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/10/er-visits-1-and-2.html' title='ER Visits #1 AND  #2'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TLEPxFLLzSI/AAAAAAAAA0I/ibugao6UmLI/s72-c/IMAG0026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-4881862207739035063</id><published>2010-09-22T16:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T19:06:30.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG News!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TJqTF92jtTI/AAAAAAAAAz4/NhyIL9Y8Wnw/s1600/big+bro+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TJqTF92jtTI/AAAAAAAAAz4/NhyIL9Y8Wnw/s320/big+bro+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519886024007988530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TJqTFThn1GI/AAAAAAAAAzw/r8Bjjk8QqAA/s1600/big+bro.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TJqTFThn1GI/AAAAAAAAAzw/r8Bjjk8QqAA/s320/big+bro.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519886012645889122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CASON IS GOING TO BE A BIG BROTHER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I'm pregnant! I am about 13 or 14 weeks. My due date is end of March or early April and Toby and I can't be happier. Cason's happy too he's just not sure why :)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out really early (like when I was 2 or 3 weeks pregnant) because I was supposed to be having tests run on my gallbladder. I had one blood pregnancy test but it came back negative so my Dr. scheduled me to have some kind of nuclear test on my gallbladder. He ordered another preg. test JUST to be sure. So I went in to have the test. It was early in the morning, I was fasting, and I REALLY needed caffeine. The nurse called me back to a room with all this equipment to begin my test. She started asking all the general questions:&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: "When was the date of your last period?" Me: June whatever...&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: "Are you on birth control?" Me: no&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: "Are you trying to get pregnant" Me: Not really&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: "There is no, not really, you either are or your not" &lt;br /&gt;Me: "I guess there could be a REALLY small chance, like 2%, that I am pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;But I know my body and I'm not pregnant."&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: "Well we are going to have to postpone this test and when you start your&lt;br /&gt;period you can come back"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I'm not coming back, we are going to do this today, I have paid for childcare. How come I can't take a pregnancy test to prove to you that I'm not pregnant?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY after talking to her supervisor she took me to the lab to have a pregnancy test. A few minutes later some other nurse came and took me to another room where there was just a chair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: "Well your pregnant"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "WHAT?!?!?!? Are you serious?! How accurate is this pregnancy test?"&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: "98% accurate mam" &lt;br /&gt;Me: "Soooooo, there's a 2% percent chance it's a false positive?"&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: "Well... yes but that's unlikely"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think I was pregnant at all! I guess the next time I shouldn't be so hard headed about these things. It was a surprise but a really good one! We can't wait to meet him/her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-4881862207739035063?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/4881862207739035063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=4881862207739035063' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4881862207739035063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4881862207739035063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/09/big-news.html' title='BIG News!!!!!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TJqTF92jtTI/AAAAAAAAAz4/NhyIL9Y8Wnw/s72-c/big+bro+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-1146995741564594161</id><published>2010-09-06T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T17:53:15.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallas World Aquarium</title><content type='html'>So it's been awhile since I have blogged. I have all these pictures of our summer that I want to post but they will have to wait b/c I want to share these first! &lt;br /&gt;On Sat. morning Toby, Cason and I visited the Dallas World Aquarium. I have been there MANY times on field trips and on the weekends but this was by far the most enjoyable. Mainly because I was there with my family but also because hardly anyone else was there. It was perfect! Enjoy the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason and Toby looking at the Monkeys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVd6p6THAI/AAAAAAAAAzo/brilsvVePZk/s1600/aqu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVd6p6THAI/AAAAAAAAAzo/brilsvVePZk/s320/aqu.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513916581049211906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason's favorite part was running, running, and more running&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVd6Rq-mkI/AAAAAAAAAzg/shDonLpqsPU/s1600/aqu2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVd6Rq-mkI/AAAAAAAAAzg/shDonLpqsPU/s320/aqu2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513916574542502466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVdh0lHuRI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Y_PfCfFEw0g/s1600/aqu3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVdh0lHuRI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Y_PfCfFEw0g/s320/aqu3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513916154416445714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason and I in the shark tunnel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVdhQ6oodI/AAAAAAAAAzI/dQJSyk-JkDw/s1600/aqu4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVdhQ6oodI/AAAAAAAAAzI/dQJSyk-JkDw/s320/aqu4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513916144843006418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason is chasing a jaguar. Don't worry there is glass around the jag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVdg7v7VnI/AAAAAAAAAzA/eUGtmUELmdQ/s1600/aqu5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVdg7v7VnI/AAAAAAAAAzA/eUGtmUELmdQ/s320/aqu5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513916139160950386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVdgc_HJWI/AAAAAAAAAy4/svDIzkvpPOY/s1600/aqu6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVdgc_HJWI/AAAAAAAAAy4/svDIzkvpPOY/s320/aqu6.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513916130903139682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVdgCGCVxI/AAAAAAAAAyw/pYJdH_bQlG8/s1600/aqu7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVdgCGCVxI/AAAAAAAAAyw/pYJdH_bQlG8/s320/aqu7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513916123684427538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-1146995741564594161?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/1146995741564594161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=1146995741564594161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/1146995741564594161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/1146995741564594161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/09/dallas-world-aquirium.html' title='Dallas World Aquarium'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TIVd6p6THAI/AAAAAAAAAzo/brilsvVePZk/s72-c/aqu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7203836327356415707</id><published>2010-07-14T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T13:59:21.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation 2010</title><content type='html'>This may be the very first post since Cason has been born that doesn't' have any pictures of him! Don't worry grandparents, I will post pictures of what he did the week we were gone soon!&lt;br /&gt;Toby and I went on a Princess Cruise with our good friends the Loyds. We left from Ft. Lauderdale. Our first stop was Princess Cays, Bahamas. Sally and I spent the entire day laying out and the boys snorkeled for a good portion of the day. They was some really cool fish and a lobster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4e9m6GnwI/AAAAAAAAAwo/ULv0xHpEeBE/s1600/IMG_1460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4e9m6GnwI/AAAAAAAAAwo/ULv0xHpEeBE/s320/IMG_1460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493862639203688194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4e87LFcyI/AAAAAAAAAwg/DbRF5AV3ybM/s1600/IMG_1447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4e87LFcyI/AAAAAAAAAwg/DbRF5AV3ybM/s320/IMG_1447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493862627463754530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4eizN8sZI/AAAAAAAAAwY/0K-khfxy3rM/s1600/IMG_1465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4eizN8sZI/AAAAAAAAAwY/0K-khfxy3rM/s320/IMG_1465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493862178651681170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop was Ocho Rios, Jamaica. It was SOOO beautiful. We climbed up Dunn's River Falls and went on a chair lift through the rain forest and up a mountain. I want to go back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gctwh4YI/AAAAAAAAAxg/hudD2olncTs/s1600/falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gctwh4YI/AAAAAAAAAxg/hudD2olncTs/s320/falls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493864273130152322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gcC_Q3FI/AAAAAAAAAxY/HVbPmKnWkEk/s1600/IMG_1505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gcC_Q3FI/AAAAAAAAAxY/HVbPmKnWkEk/s320/IMG_1505.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493864261649226834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gFlglRUI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/A1uhP714Klk/s1600/IMG_1513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gFlglRUI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/A1uhP714Klk/s320/IMG_1513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493863875778790722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gE3BjDKI/AAAAAAAAAxI/h4r9qj6YE4g/s1600/IMG_1522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gE3BjDKI/AAAAAAAAAxI/h4r9qj6YE4g/s320/IMG_1522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493863863300590754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gEZw_4xI/AAAAAAAAAxA/8sz6HNamfmM/s1600/IMG_1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gEZw_4xI/AAAAAAAAAxA/8sz6HNamfmM/s320/IMG_1546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493863855446549266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gD9FGo5I/AAAAAAAAAw4/EofHAksEmAU/s1600/IMG_1556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gD9FGo5I/AAAAAAAAAw4/EofHAksEmAU/s320/IMG_1556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493863847746249618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gDXskyHI/AAAAAAAAAww/GybMaQPtuyw/s1600/IMG_1588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4gDXskyHI/AAAAAAAAAww/GybMaQPtuyw/s320/IMG_1588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493863837711255666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Jamaica we stopped in Grand Cayman. This was by far my favorite place. We went to a sea turtle farm, a place called Hell, and we swam with sting rays. SOO COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4jD5e5YFI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VjJTuqqFHb0/s1600/IMG_1604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4jD5e5YFI/AAAAAAAAAyI/VjJTuqqFHb0/s320/IMG_1604.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493867145315573842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4jDnXQeyI/AAAAAAAAAyA/QvqcjprhBJg/s1600/IMG_1627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4jDnXQeyI/AAAAAAAAAyA/QvqcjprhBJg/s320/IMG_1627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493867140451695394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4iXdqjQII/AAAAAAAAAx4/UUM6roIwNmE/s1600/IMG_1658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4iXdqjQII/AAAAAAAAAx4/UUM6roIwNmE/s320/IMG_1658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493866381934018690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4iWhLLAwI/AAAAAAAAAxw/U6edc5vypPE/s1600/IMG_1656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4iWhLLAwI/AAAAAAAAAxw/U6edc5vypPE/s320/IMG_1656.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493866365696279298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4iWJIQ41I/AAAAAAAAAxo/8T33ErA0iaI/s1600/IMG_1667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4iWJIQ41I/AAAAAAAAAxo/8T33ErA0iaI/s320/IMG_1667.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493866359241630546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last stop was Cozumel, Mexico. It was a little rainy that day but we still had fun! I learned how to paddle board. If I lived near a beach this would become a hobby of mine! It was fun. And yes, I said "I", Toby had a hard time! I'm not sure he stood up for more than a couple of seconds at a time! He blames it on the fact that he had a shorter board. I think I am finally better at something than he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4j7dnBEEI/AAAAAAAAAyg/XndDPXLYnUo/s1600/IMG_1739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4j7dnBEEI/AAAAAAAAAyg/XndDPXLYnUo/s320/IMG_1739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493868099906113602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4j7MnJ2vI/AAAAAAAAAyY/VkG-0VK1ihk/s1600/IMG_1726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4j7MnJ2vI/AAAAAAAAAyY/VkG-0VK1ihk/s320/IMG_1726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493868095343287026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4j6Y8ztOI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/NWmZGv6KYqw/s1600/IMG_1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4j6Y8ztOI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/NWmZGv6KYqw/s320/IMG_1724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493868081475466466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate a TON of good food. I am ashamed to so say that I gained a good 8 pounds! My only saving grace was that it seems I caught some kind of stomach bug on the ship and my first day back home lost 6 of those pounds. NOT a fun way to loose them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 days was a long time to be away from Cason. I am not sure I will do that ever again. 4 days maybe, but 8 days NO! He was just fine staying here with my parents and grandma. It is good to be home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7203836327356415707?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7203836327356415707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7203836327356415707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7203836327356415707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7203836327356415707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/07/vacation-2010.html' title='Vacation 2010'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TD4e9m6GnwI/AAAAAAAAAwo/ULv0xHpEeBE/s72-c/IMG_1460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6271434661770023121</id><published>2010-06-21T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T11:21:45.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cason LOVES his daddy!</title><content type='html'>To my wonderful husband,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being the best dad in the whole wide world. You can make Cason smile and laugh bigger and louder than anyone else can.  I love watching the 2 of you play together. He loves you so much and so do I! Happy Father's Day Toby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's father's day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-qPMGDXPI/AAAAAAAAAvA/mslMxN98xYk/s1600/fathers+day+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer;&lt;br /&gt; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-qPMGDXPI/AAAAAAAAAvA/mslMxN98xYk/s320/fathers+day+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485290049081924850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-qOZaYrOI/AAAAAAAAAu4/dd-P5BEsXuM/s1600/fathers+day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-qOZaYrOI/AAAAAAAAAu4/dd-P5BEsXuM/s320/fathers+day.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485290035476999394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other cute father/son pics! (They aren't in order, sorry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-r0nfI9kI/AAAAAAAAAvo/ROx3ZvvpNBI/s1600/IMG_3025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-r0nfI9kI/AAAAAAAAAvo/ROx3ZvvpNBI/s320/IMG_3025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485291791601694274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-s_sLI4xI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/juvmuwrIP44/s1600/DSC01763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-s_sLI4xI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/juvmuwrIP44/s320/DSC01763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485293081350169362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-s_GpYUQI/AAAAAAAAAwI/7vLT536WjW0/s1600/DSC01441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-s_GpYUQI/AAAAAAAAAwI/7vLT536WjW0/s320/DSC01441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485293071276462338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-s-YgWN3I/AAAAAAAAAwA/GWcbgTCVJBY/s1600/burp+cloth+hat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-s-YgWN3I/AAAAAAAAAwA/GWcbgTCVJBY/s320/burp+cloth+hat.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485293058890545010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-s-FsRThI/AAAAAAAAAv4/MLYe52lGFJA/s1600/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-s-FsRThI/AAAAAAAAAv4/MLYe52lGFJA/s320/DSC00732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485293053840281106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-s9jUWRuI/AAAAAAAAAvw/i_o7wRrv_6w/s1600/IMG_3053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-s9jUWRuI/AAAAAAAAAvw/i_o7wRrv_6w/s320/IMG_3053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485293044613138146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-r0SvaIGI/AAAAAAAAAvg/gcuGCjTIuic/s1600/IMG_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-r0SvaIGI/AAAAAAAAAvg/gcuGCjTIuic/s320/IMG_1022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485291786032783458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-r0A5kT4I/AAAAAAAAAvY/hbmSy4t6xhM/s1600/IMG_0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-r0A5kT4I/AAAAAAAAAvY/hbmSy4t6xhM/s320/IMG_0350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485291781243555714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-rztx9ixI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/w1-NilwCI3k/s1600/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-rztx9ixI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/w1-NilwCI3k/s320/IMG_0144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485291776111381266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-rzICxVBI/AAAAAAAAAvI/RdUMKEQF8sk/s1600/easter+church+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-rzICxVBI/AAAAAAAAAvI/RdUMKEQF8sk/s320/easter+church+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485291765981336594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6271434661770023121?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6271434661770023121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6271434661770023121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6271434661770023121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6271434661770023121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/06/cason-loves-his-daddy.html' title='Cason LOVES his daddy!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/TB-qPMGDXPI/AAAAAAAAAvA/mslMxN98xYk/s72-c/fathers+day+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-556179889544394297</id><published>2010-05-25T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T19:16:31.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Days, 10 hours, 44 min., and 27 Seconds</title><content type='html'>Until I am out of school for SUMMER VACATION!!!! WHOOOO HOOO! Cason and I have a full summer planned. We are going to go to Tiny Tots and Tunes Summer Camp at church together, we are taking swimming lessons together, I am planning on taking Cason to Toddler Story time at our public library, there are several other activites at church like beach day and petting zoo that we will go too. I also hope to have several play dates with friends that I don't get to see very often. So call me sometime and we will get togther! (My nickname this time of year is Summer Sarah. I am a lot more fun during the summer!) The sad part of the summer is that Toby and I are going to leave Cason with my mom for 8 DAYS to go on vacation with another couple. 8 DAYS people....I am trying to be excited but and really worried about how Cason will do. And how I will do! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with a preview of what I hope our summer is going to be like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yBof3xEkI/AAAAAAAAAuA/it18TWJVLbU/s1600/flip+flops2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yBof3xEkI/AAAAAAAAAuA/it18TWJVLbU/s320/flip+flops2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475393779725832770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yBn1M2lwI/AAAAAAAAAt4/eimROthvzDA/s1600/flip+flops.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yBn1M2lwI/AAAAAAAAAt4/eimROthvzDA/s320/flip+flops.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475393768271550210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute flip flops and playing in the sprinkler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yCZ-npGGI/AAAAAAAAAuY/HqUU5P9YiA4/s1600/sprinkler3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yCZ-npGGI/AAAAAAAAAuY/HqUU5P9YiA4/s320/sprinkler3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475394629793290338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yCZZ88HeI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Q2EDsco38Qc/s1600/sprinkler2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yCZZ88HeI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Q2EDsco38Qc/s320/sprinkler2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475394619950505442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yCY5dEp0I/AAAAAAAAAuI/5G5iDf22ks8/s1600/sprinkler.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yCY5dEp0I/AAAAAAAAAuI/5G5iDf22ks8/s320/sprinkler.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475394611226912578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Toby and Cason flew BY THEMSELVES to Lubbock a couple of weekends ago. Toby's mom (aka Granny) had knee surgery so they went to visit her. Here are a couple of pictures from the weekend. Granny, I did not post any pictures of you b/c Caosn told me that you were a little shy in front of the camera :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yDmfuXL_I/AAAAAAAAAuo/C-cc4VBFqiQ/s1600/tory.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yDmfuXL_I/AAAAAAAAAuo/C-cc4VBFqiQ/s320/tory.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475395944349904882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yDl5iGlwI/AAAAAAAAAug/h3mT2CspfyU/s1600/pawpaw.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yDl5iGlwI/AAAAAAAAAug/h3mT2CspfyU/s320/pawpaw.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475395934097938178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Cason did pretty well for his first flight. I am a little sad that I was not there to experience it with him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-556179889544394297?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/556179889544394297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=556179889544394297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/556179889544394297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/556179889544394297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/05/10-days-10-hours-44-min-and-27-seconds.html' title='10 Days, 10 hours, 44 min., and 27 Seconds'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S_yBof3xEkI/AAAAAAAAAuA/it18TWJVLbU/s72-c/flip+flops2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-940965239130934061</id><published>2010-05-07T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T18:58:42.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Silly 17 Month Old Boy</title><content type='html'>Cason has been doing some really silly things lately. Toby and I laugh WITH him a million times a day. See for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-S_OY4FMmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/6SfEcR0kcfU/s1600/hat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-S_OY4FMmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/6SfEcR0kcfU/s320/hat.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468706101451371106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason Cason REALLY wanted to wear his hat. In this picture you can see that he also has a love affair with his INFANT paci's. I often wonder if will will go to kindergarten sucking on these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-S_N2qkpSI/AAAAAAAAAsw/UqQxF75bg_g/s1600/food+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-S_N2qkpSI/AAAAAAAAAsw/UqQxF75bg_g/s320/food+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468706092267906338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-S_NBa798I/AAAAAAAAAso/b-EyrPOAW4I/s1600/food.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-S_NBa798I/AAAAAAAAAso/b-EyrPOAW4I/s320/food.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468706077975246786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason LOVES putting food in his hair and it's always yellow food for some weird reason. The first picture is mac and cheese and the next one is peaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-S_MwHKElI/AAAAAAAAAsg/zKl0V_F2oXw/s1600/boat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-S_MwHKElI/AAAAAAAAAsg/zKl0V_F2oXw/s320/boat.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468706073328882258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is pretending that his Lego table is a boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TAHSd2zAI/AAAAAAAAAtA/TsRKmDqAFhQ/s1600/sunglasses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TAHSd2zAI/AAAAAAAAAtA/TsRKmDqAFhQ/s320/sunglasses.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468707078983306242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing mommy's sunglasses, and there's that darn paci again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TAV4vmkbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/dDrNLPhTao0/s1600/mowing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TAV4vmkbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/dDrNLPhTao0/s320/mowing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468707329776456114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping Daddy mow the yard. Don't worry the lawn mower isn't on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am WAY behind on blogging (the end of the school year is about to do me in) here are Cason's 2nd annual bluebonnet pictures that we took about a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TEmgT2SZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/GsZgox7g57I/s1600/bb+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TEmgT2SZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/GsZgox7g57I/s320/bb+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468712013321882002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TEl4wD8QI/AAAAAAAAAto/HfmbMRmsikM/s1600/bb5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TEl4wD8QI/AAAAAAAAAto/HfmbMRmsikM/s320/bb5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468712002702799106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TElXhH3oI/AAAAAAAAAtg/bQ4PrjmdE4U/s1600/bb4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TElXhH3oI/AAAAAAAAAtg/bQ4PrjmdE4U/s320/bb4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468711993781771906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TEkxttnAI/AAAAAAAAAtY/iHhvxdFXMvA/s1600/bb3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TEkxttnAI/AAAAAAAAAtY/iHhvxdFXMvA/s320/bb3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468711983634029570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TEkf3Vx2I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/gUSyS_FfY3c/s1600/bb2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-TEkf3Vx2I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/gUSyS_FfY3c/s320/bb2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468711978842572642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-940965239130934061?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/940965239130934061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=940965239130934061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/940965239130934061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/940965239130934061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-silly-17-month-old-boy.html' title='My Silly 17 Month Old Boy'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S-S_OY4FMmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/6SfEcR0kcfU/s72-c/hat.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-5748807284420356957</id><published>2010-04-04T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T12:03:08.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Egg Hunting</title><content type='html'>Happy Easter everyone!&lt;br /&gt;We have been celebrating Easter for the past couple of weeks. Cason is at the age where he is getting the hang of hunting for Easter eggs. At first he was enjoying picking up the eggs and putting them in his basket but then he realized that there was candy and toys in them. He was in HEAVEN! &lt;br /&gt;These first couple of pictures were taken at our church's EGGstravaganza last Saturday. My parents brought Reid with them and we all had a good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jeXVHlEbI/AAAAAAAAArg/sZ_14T4rtao/s1600/easter+church+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jeXVHlEbI/AAAAAAAAArg/sZ_14T4rtao/s320/easter+church+4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456355440946647474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jeVsKnMhI/AAAAAAAAArY/a6IANAfm0BQ/s1600/easter+church+fam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jeVsKnMhI/AAAAAAAAArY/a6IANAfm0BQ/s320/easter+church+fam.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456355412773646866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jeTW4pbtI/AAAAAAAAArQ/37xIaZ4M88c/s1600/easter+church+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jeTW4pbtI/AAAAAAAAArQ/37xIaZ4M88c/s320/easter+church+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456355372701413074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jeRqSqQGI/AAAAAAAAArI/sQFf_WfWlYo/s1600/easter+church.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jeRqSqQGI/AAAAAAAAArI/sQFf_WfWlYo/s320/easter+church.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456355343551053922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what the Easter bunny brought! Eggs with cars and fruit snacks in them! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7je5GrocQI/AAAAAAAAAro/wYH_tEJNGd8/s1600/easter+basket+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7je5GrocQI/AAAAAAAAAro/wYH_tEJNGd8/s320/easter+basket+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456356021186883842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Cason looked at his Easter basket Toby, Cason, my parents and I all went to church where we met my sister and her family. We listened to a great sermon and were able to celebrate Jesus being resurrected. I am so thankful that we live in a country where we can worship freely! After church we all went to a nearby park to have ANOTHER Easter egg hunt. Cason and Reid thoroughly enjoyed themselves. Cason wasn't much interested in picking up a bunch of eggs this time. He would pick up 1 egg at a time and eat everything that was in it. His favorite eggs were the ones with chocolate Cheerios in them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jgaxhSf8I/AAAAAAAAAsA/oJlbE06qm68/s1600/easter+park+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jgaxhSf8I/AAAAAAAAAsA/oJlbE06qm68/s320/easter+park+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456357699133538242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jgaIk-CFI/AAAAAAAAArw/Z_qF8mWmLZ0/s1600/easter+park.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jgaIk-CFI/AAAAAAAAArw/Z_qF8mWmLZ0/s320/easter+park.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456357688143120466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason playing at the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jgafFyKfI/AAAAAAAAAr4/9xrOW0cltRk/s1600/easter+park+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jgafFyKfI/AAAAAAAAAr4/9xrOW0cltRk/s320/easter+park+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456357694186334706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if Cason and Reid aren't already spoiled their BeBe and Grandad bought them their very first bike for Easter. They also gave them a huge box of sidewalk chalk which Cason LOVES and a bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jhM6-vtzI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/k9nwL0bYcGo/s1600/easter+bike+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jhM6-vtzI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/k9nwL0bYcGo/s320/easter+bike+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456358560666466098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jhMopdvcI/AAAAAAAAAsI/zkZURrSZyMU/s1600/easter+bike.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jhMopdvcI/AAAAAAAAAsI/zkZURrSZyMU/s320/easter+bike.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456358555745369538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least....our family picture for Easter 2010 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jhi0PvmyI/AAAAAAAAAsY/qC-y_dQcR-s/s1600/easter+family.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jhi0PvmyI/AAAAAAAAAsY/qC-y_dQcR-s/s320/easter+family.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456358936815835938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-5748807284420356957?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/5748807284420356957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=5748807284420356957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5748807284420356957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5748807284420356957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-egg-hunting.html' title='Easter Egg Hunting'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S7jeXVHlEbI/AAAAAAAAArg/sZ_14T4rtao/s72-c/easter+church+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-4526387302641216567</id><published>2010-03-13T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T19:05:11.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Morning</title><content type='html'>This morning Cason and I let his daddy sleep in. He has been VERY busy at work and needed it. Cason woke up around 6:45. I just wanted to lay around but of course Cason had other plans. He was a very busy boy!&lt;br /&gt;First he played in the pantry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xPc__bhxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/5rJJxZT7ec0/s1600-h/pantry+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xPc__bhxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/5rJJxZT7ec0/s320/pantry+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448317008843867922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which led to......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xPsEwvLhI/AAAAAAAAAqI/zWaVFDoHwQE/s1600-h/pantry+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xPsEwvLhI/AAAAAAAAAqI/zWaVFDoHwQE/s320/pantry+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448317267822456338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stacking cups on the windowsill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xP4wjH0SI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/GrYgqmGmSek/s1600-h/window.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xP4wjH0SI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/GrYgqmGmSek/s320/window.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448317485734940962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next he lined up all of his Chuck cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xQGGMlcrI/AAAAAAAAAqY/0b8QP2JUJ4I/s1600-h/chuck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xQGGMlcrI/AAAAAAAAAqY/0b8QP2JUJ4I/s320/chuck.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448317714884293298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xQSTEXQ4I/AAAAAAAAAqg/xNXXbdE8QDI/s1600-h/chuck+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xQSTEXQ4I/AAAAAAAAAqg/xNXXbdE8QDI/s320/chuck+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448317924497900418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that he "washed" his Lightening McQueen car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xQh49rgfI/AAAAAAAAAqo/q7mMdV6hSZQ/s1600-h/car1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xQh49rgfI/AAAAAAAAAqo/q7mMdV6hSZQ/s320/car1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448318192368452082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xQ1DY3oOI/AAAAAAAAAqw/690RfwCkgvY/s1600-h/car+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xQ1DY3oOI/AAAAAAAAAqw/690RfwCkgvY/s320/car+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448318521584361698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! And all of that was just the first couple of hours of our day!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some other cute pictures that I took this week.&lt;br /&gt;Cason playing with his first balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xRX_8rpAI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Bwxl3MjexHw/s1600-h/balloon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xRX_8rpAI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Bwxl3MjexHw/s320/balloon.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448319121956250626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks JUST like his daddy in this picture! I think Toby and I need to stop watching TV around him! Although, he really has no interest in the TV. Just the remote!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xR4nanu6I/AAAAAAAAArA/fhm9ScxXvtU/s1600-h/remote.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xR4nanu6I/AAAAAAAAArA/fhm9ScxXvtU/s320/remote.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448319682306620322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-4526387302641216567?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/4526387302641216567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=4526387302641216567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4526387302641216567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4526387302641216567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/03/saturday-morning.html' title='Saturday Morning'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S5xPc__bhxI/AAAAAAAAAqA/5rJJxZT7ec0/s72-c/pantry+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-3026471154878315535</id><published>2010-02-06T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T19:22:01.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 14 Month Munchkin</title><content type='html'>It's been way too long since I have posted, again. Posting once a month like I did his first year has gone by the wayside. He is a very busy 14 month old, therefore I am a very busy mommy! &lt;br /&gt;Cason is starting to say some new words and he is learning baby sign language. Some of the words he uses are dada, mama, kitty, what's this,dog, and he said go go one time so I'm not sure if I can count that. He is signing more and all done. His babysitter said she saw him sign please but I haven't seen that one so I'm not counting it :). &lt;br /&gt;He is getting more purposeful as he plays and I am loving watching him. Just tonight he learned how to stack the big legos on top of each other. He was so proud of himself. One of his favorite things to do is the "help" with the laundry. I told him he is going to make his wife very happy some day. Cason also like to hug his Zebra and rock him. He also likes for me to rock him. The other day I was holding the zebra and I stopped rocking him. Cason thought the zebra still needed rocking so he gently pushed me to get me to rock him again. He is such a sweet little boy!&lt;br /&gt;Cason survived his first stomach virus this weekend. If you know me at all, you know that I am a germ freak and I over react to illnesses especially with Cason. You will be happy to know that I handled it like a champ and didn't over react at all. I stayed calm for my sick baby. I think I deserve a pat on the back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S24tyxeK36I/AAAAAAAAAog/jeSOP1Fsl1A/s1600-h/zebra.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S24tyxeK36I/AAAAAAAAAog/jeSOP1Fsl1A/s320/zebra.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435332150579355554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason rocking his zebra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S24upozi6yI/AAAAAAAAAo4/2cSaDyzhCl4/s1600-h/peekaboo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S24upozi6yI/AAAAAAAAAo4/2cSaDyzhCl4/s320/peekaboo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435333093145897762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's Cason?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S24vKIfpG-I/AAAAAAAAApA/Y0-u3-95ZTw/s1600-h/peekaboo2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S24vKIfpG-I/AAAAAAAAApA/Y0-u3-95ZTw/s320/peekaboo2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435333651408165858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S24wjgP1KkI/AAAAAAAAApQ/2UD3PWKUCSU/s1600-h/laundry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S24wjgP1KkI/AAAAAAAAApQ/2UD3PWKUCSU/s320/laundry.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435335186792655426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason doing his laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S24wxmq-0YI/AAAAAAAAApY/OC0Wzq0NLAY/s1600-h/landry+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S24wxmq-0YI/AAAAAAAAApY/OC0Wzq0NLAY/s320/landry+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435335429035315586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S24vYRaHLrI/AAAAAAAAApI/33y1huqJEJc/s1600-h/messy+boy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S24vYRaHLrI/AAAAAAAAApI/33y1huqJEJc/s320/messy+boy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435333894319058610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating ravioli&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-3026471154878315535?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/3026471154878315535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=3026471154878315535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3026471154878315535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3026471154878315535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-14-month-munchkin.html' title='My 14 Month Munchkin'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S24tyxeK36I/AAAAAAAAAog/jeSOP1Fsl1A/s72-c/zebra.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6032883453067079072</id><published>2010-01-17T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:29:42.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Overdue</title><content type='html'>After we had Christmas in Lubbock, we packed up and drove 9 hours in the snow to College Station. It snowed from Lubbock to about Waco. It made for a cold but pretty drive. Cason did an awesome job for being in the car so long. Once in College Station Cason celebrated Christmas with Grandad and BeBe. He had a blast riding in a wagon, playing with his cousin Reid and making a big mess by spreading Grandad and Bebe's &lt;br /&gt;receipts all over the den. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S1PT1z0m38I/AAAAAAAAAoA/HeiJ0TTriQs/s1600-h/IMG_0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S1PT1z0m38I/AAAAAAAAAoA/HeiJ0TTriQs/s320/IMG_0549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427914897308966850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S1PUU_6jLcI/AAAAAAAAAoI/GvoqD3352x4/s1600-h/IMG_0563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S1PUU_6jLcI/AAAAAAAAAoI/GvoqD3352x4/s320/IMG_0563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427915433131060674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S1PUk4XDgMI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/4qX-N4IQPjM/s1600-h/IMG_0564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S1PUk4XDgMI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/4qX-N4IQPjM/s320/IMG_0564.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427915705981042882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He LOVES his new house that Grandad and BeBe gave him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S1PVCEvB8jI/AAAAAAAAAoY/c-lb10Obv-4/s1600-h/IMG_0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S1PVCEvB8jI/AAAAAAAAAoY/c-lb10Obv-4/s320/IMG_0586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427916207519035954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let this picture fool you. Cason made most of this mess himself. In this picture he is letting Reid take the blame for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6032883453067079072?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6032883453067079072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6032883453067079072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6032883453067079072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6032883453067079072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2010/01/long-overdue.html' title='Long Overdue'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/S1PT1z0m38I/AAAAAAAAAoA/HeiJ0TTriQs/s72-c/IMG_0549.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-1743170183442031296</id><published>2009-12-26T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T18:58:32.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas...</title><content type='html'>And we got one! Toby, Cason and I spent our Christmas in Lubbock this year. The night we got here it snowed several inches and there is still snow on the ground today. We all had a great Christmas. Enjoy the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbIOp9xiAI/AAAAAAAAAms/BmQ8nfHHRvc/s1600-h/IMG_0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbIOp9xiAI/AAAAAAAAAms/BmQ8nfHHRvc/s320/IMG_0308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419739355695646722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason got his basketball goal before we left to go to Lubbock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbI9muJMvI/AAAAAAAAAm0/JjDXRgEEbxo/s1600-h/IMG_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbI9muJMvI/AAAAAAAAAm0/JjDXRgEEbxo/s320/IMG_0329.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419740162278634226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all this snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbJTx2AlSI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Yq9Bb7gFzi4/s1600-h/IMG_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbJTx2AlSI/AAAAAAAAAm8/Yq9Bb7gFzi4/s320/IMG_0344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419740543221536034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason hated it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbJojn8hRI/AAAAAAAAAnE/F4XBRT8zi0U/s1600-h/IMG_0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbJojn8hRI/AAAAAAAAAnE/F4XBRT8zi0U/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419740900181706002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he got to wear his super cute cap and matching mittens his Aunt Allison gave him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbKKED8MXI/AAAAAAAAAnM/qxiJwyBq3XE/s1600-h/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbKKED8MXI/AAAAAAAAAnM/qxiJwyBq3XE/s320/IMG_0372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419741475824742770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbKgueERKI/AAAAAAAAAnU/rvMCBMwfBs4/s1600-h/IMG_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbKgueERKI/AAAAAAAAAnU/rvMCBMwfBs4/s320/IMG_0382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419741865165735074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbK4RG_49I/AAAAAAAAAnc/PVDJVRHfKUw/s1600-h/IMG_0390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbK4RG_49I/AAAAAAAAAnc/PVDJVRHfKUw/s320/IMG_0390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419742269601211346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Christmas Eve family traditions of reading the Birth Story of Jesus and The Night Before Christmas, and opening pajamas (or in Cason's case, a sleep sack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbLvskdgwI/AAAAAAAAAnk/wDM_Sja_WA0/s1600-h/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbLvskdgwI/AAAAAAAAAnk/wDM_Sja_WA0/s320/IMG_0398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419743221865349890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa brought Cason a Bee Bop Band the next morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbMTlUXHHI/AAAAAAAAAns/kNSwgbaMOXo/s1600-h/IMG_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbMTlUXHHI/AAAAAAAAAns/kNSwgbaMOXo/s320/IMG_0467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419743838394063986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we built a snowman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbMruSsFfI/AAAAAAAAAn0/GM57BnD_N0E/s1600-h/grandkids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbMruSsFfI/AAAAAAAAAn0/GM57BnD_N0E/s320/grandkids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419744253119829490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and played with cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby, Cason, and I wish you all a belated Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-1743170183442031296?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/1743170183442031296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=1743170183442031296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/1743170183442031296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/1743170183442031296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-dreaming-of-white-christmas.html' title='I&apos;m Dreaming of a White Christmas...'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SzbIOp9xiAI/AAAAAAAAAms/BmQ8nfHHRvc/s72-c/IMG_0308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-3156351536687824605</id><published>2009-12-14T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T16:39:03.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit to the North Pole</title><content type='html'>Cason went to the north Pole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb62mJBZpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/C_bU9whV1WA/s1600-h/IMG_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb62mJBZpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/C_bU9whV1WA/s320/IMG_0267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415291417817867922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb7ENDQprI/AAAAAAAAAmc/cPXCkFemG2k/s1600-h/IMG_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb7ENDQprI/AAAAAAAAAmc/cPXCkFemG2k/s320/IMG_0269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415291651600983730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where he met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SywgRIZyekI/AAAAAAAAAmk/5ODrhTT21dQ/s1600-h/BP37018768_12_9999999999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SywgRIZyekI/AAAAAAAAAmk/5ODrhTT21dQ/s320/BP37018768_12_9999999999.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416739930505378370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wasn't too happy about it either. &lt;br /&gt;He took pictures with mom and dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb4w4IslZI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Y7oNEbvYxhM/s1600-h/IMG_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb4w4IslZI/AAAAAAAAAlk/Y7oNEbvYxhM/s320/IMG_0265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415289120545871250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb4_sIrnPI/AAAAAAAAAls/LSScdFk6dEs/s1600-h/IMG_0270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb4_sIrnPI/AAAAAAAAAls/LSScdFk6dEs/s320/IMG_0270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415289375022619890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and went to the beach?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb5PHEFBJI/AAAAAAAAAl0/l7SogAnJwu0/s1600-h/IMG_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb5PHEFBJI/AAAAAAAAAl0/l7SogAnJwu0/s320/IMG_0282.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415289639949108370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb5ibz62zI/AAAAAAAAAl8/rrCZj4mzgGQ/s1600-h/IMG_0287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb5ibz62zI/AAAAAAAAAl8/rrCZj4mzgGQ/s320/IMG_0287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415289971935992626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew the north pole has a sandy beach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb557c4gkI/AAAAAAAAAmE/BBqaTuba2Jc/s1600-h/IMG_0263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb557c4gkI/AAAAAAAAAmE/BBqaTuba2Jc/s320/IMG_0263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415290375566295618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the only place you can find the North Pole and the beach is the Bass Pro Shop. This weekend was the first time I had experienced Bass Pro. It's not quite my "thing" BUT the North Pole set up was so pretty and fun! Toby and I took Cason back on Monday to get his picture taken with Santa. We spent about an hour there and Cason had a blast! He loved looking at the big fish but we didn't get a picture of that. We had so much fun and we may even go back next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-3156351536687824605?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/3156351536687824605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=3156351536687824605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3156351536687824605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3156351536687824605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/12/visit-to-north-pole.html' title='A Visit to the North Pole'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Syb62mJBZpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/C_bU9whV1WA/s72-c/IMG_0267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6374716613083801555</id><published>2009-11-27T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T08:29:36.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>My Thankful List&lt;br /&gt;1. My Husband, he takes such good care of me and Cason.&lt;br /&gt;2. My healthy little boy.&lt;br /&gt;3. My parents, they let me and Toby sleep late 2 days in a row! &lt;br /&gt;4. My sister, she always makes me laugh &lt;br /&gt;5. My extended family and friends &lt;br /&gt;6. My job&lt;br /&gt;7. Toby's Job&lt;br /&gt;There are so many other things that I am thankful for but if you read my blog chances are you want to see pictures!&lt;br /&gt;This Thanksgiving was a little different than last years.&lt;br /&gt;Cason a little over a week old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_yKUdE-hI/AAAAAAAAAkk/9IAACx33_wA/s1600/DSC00630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_yKUdE-hI/AAAAAAAAAkk/9IAACx33_wA/s320/DSC00630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408807936598538770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the holiday in College Station with my parents. Aunt Allison, Uncle Brian and Cousin Reid came down to join us too. The boys are trying to figure out how to play with each other. It's pretty cute. Reid chases Cason around and Cason runs from him. Cason isn't sure about Reid! &lt;br /&gt;Our Family Tradition is to go on a walk after our meal. This year we stopped at the playground to let the boys play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_92FeH4kI/AAAAAAAAAlU/NbQspyKhpCM/s1600/TG+slide.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_92FeH4kI/AAAAAAAAAlU/NbQspyKhpCM/s320/TG+slide.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408820783118541378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_76Vuo8KI/AAAAAAAAAlM/0fvtUdTIO94/s1600/TG+playground.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_76Vuo8KI/AAAAAAAAAlM/0fvtUdTIO94/s320/TG+playground.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408818657179005090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents bought a used double stroller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_76GI-CRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/niMIcnM1oaI/s1600/TG+stroller.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_76GI-CRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/niMIcnM1oaI/s320/TG+stroller.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408818652994472210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little man eating his first Thanksgiving turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_75rOMcWI/AAAAAAAAAk8/bT8s_3KtACQ/s1600/TG+turkey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_75rOMcWI/AAAAAAAAAk8/bT8s_3KtACQ/s320/TG+turkey.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408818645768630626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason to Reid: "Hey bud, would you like a slice of watermelon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_75bvkJPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/-hD5aNWVZpE/s1600/TG+playing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_75bvkJPI/AAAAAAAAAk0/-hD5aNWVZpE/s320/TG+playing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408818641613628658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason pretending he is Mozart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_746IXbrI/AAAAAAAAAks/g0G4xMW6o64/s1600/TG+piano.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_746IXbrI/AAAAAAAAAks/g0G4xMW6o64/s320/TG+piano.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408818632590847666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6374716613083801555?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6374716613083801555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6374716613083801555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6374716613083801555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6374716613083801555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sw_yKUdE-hI/AAAAAAAAAkk/9IAACx33_wA/s72-c/DSC00630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-3202744158877376498</id><published>2009-11-18T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:03:02.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy First Birthday Cason!</title><content type='html'>Today is Cason's first birthday! I know I have said this thousands of times before but I can't believe how fast the year has flown by! See for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-88.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3314649325781538952&amp;amp;site=widget-88.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325781538952&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-88.slide.com/p1/3314649325781538952/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3314649325781538952&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-88.slide.com/p2/3314649325781538952/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3314649325781538952&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-88.slide.com/p4/3314649325781538952/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby stayed home with Cason today. Cason came to see me at work, and went to Toby's work too. I came home a little early and Cason opened his present from us then ate his cake. Then we all went for a walk. Cason walked all the way to the end of our street and then all the way back to our house! He LOVES to be outside! Here are some pictures of our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSzPs0zFTI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Mw-RVTS-e3M/s1600/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSzPs0zFTI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Mw-RVTS-e3M/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405642535063459122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSy5PlE0qI/AAAAAAAAAkU/4pVKOReNMWI/s1600/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSy5PlE0qI/AAAAAAAAAkU/4pVKOReNMWI/s320/IMG_0063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405642149255762594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSyKep1cbI/AAAAAAAAAkM/TCuo_s_K1sQ/s1600/IMG_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSyKep1cbI/AAAAAAAAAkM/TCuo_s_K1sQ/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405641345848406450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSxnw_xPWI/AAAAAAAAAkE/A2tJTGR5upA/s1600/IMG_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSxnw_xPWI/AAAAAAAAAkE/A2tJTGR5upA/s320/IMG_0076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405640749476822370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSxIjQ08XI/AAAAAAAAAj8/p6hxEzY2sB0/s1600/IMG_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSxIjQ08XI/AAAAAAAAAj8/p6hxEzY2sB0/s320/IMG_0085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405640213214327154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSxIauCy3I/AAAAAAAAAj0/nxMKT4cuZGU/s1600/IMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSxIauCy3I/AAAAAAAAAj0/nxMKT4cuZGU/s320/IMG_0087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405640210920950642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSxIAjzqPI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ihFSJdc1qEI/s1600/IMG_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSxIAjzqPI/AAAAAAAAAjs/ihFSJdc1qEI/s320/IMG_0092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405640203898693874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Cason, &lt;br /&gt;I love you so much. One year ago was one of the best days in my life. I have enjoyed seeing all of your "firsts" this year. Your first cry, first dirty diaper, first smile, first time to roll over, first babyfood, first laugh, first tooth, first time to crawl, first time to take a step, first time to walk, and all of the MANY things you have learned to do in this short year of your life. You amaze me every day. I thank God every day that he picked me to be your mommy. I love you sweet boy. &lt;br /&gt;Love, Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-3202744158877376498?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/3202744158877376498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=3202744158877376498' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3202744158877376498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3202744158877376498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-first-birthday-cason.html' title='Happy First Birthday Cason!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwSzPs0zFTI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Mw-RVTS-e3M/s72-c/IMG_0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6184541983588876953</id><published>2009-11-15T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:39:31.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Man's First Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDW3mb_kgI/AAAAAAAAAjE/VX4jqPVPzhQ/s1600/party+boy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDW3mb_kgI/AAAAAAAAAjE/VX4jqPVPzhQ/s320/party+boy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404555803543704066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDOvy4V7NI/AAAAAAAAAhM/UGw5QE1tkX0/s1600/party+invite.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDOvy4V7NI/AAAAAAAAAhM/UGw5QE1tkX0/s320/party+invite.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404546873351859410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDSguYX80I/AAAAAAAAAiU/TTytTJ5CXCM/s1600/party+ballooons.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDSguYX80I/AAAAAAAAAiU/TTytTJ5CXCM/s320/party+ballooons.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404551012492505922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDQb7IT43I/AAAAAAAAAh8/7OxOmkn1iDQ/s1600/party+spread.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDQb7IT43I/AAAAAAAAAh8/7OxOmkn1iDQ/s320/party+spread.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404548730992190322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday Cason had his very first birthday party! I think he had a good time and everyone else seemed to enjoy themselves too! Papaw, Granny, Aunt Tory, Travis and Sierra came all the way from Lubbock to help celebrate. His other guests were: Aunt Allison, Uncle Brian, and Reid, Aunt Christy, Sean, and Jacob, Parker Sloan, Beau and Ava Loyd,Holden and Paxton McGarrah, and Aunt Bethany. Noticeably missing were Cason's Grandad and BeBe. Grandad was at home with the swine flu. They were very sad they missed out on his first birthday party. We all missed them. &lt;br /&gt;Cason was a little shy at first but by the time he started opening presents he had warmed up. He loved pulling the tissue paper out of the gift bags. He got some really cool toys and clothes too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDSRhL97II/AAAAAAAAAiM/-7BNJrUEWXk/s1600/party+presents.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDSRhL97II/AAAAAAAAAiM/-7BNJrUEWXk/s320/party+presents.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404550751252769922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDWWtiiQaI/AAAAAAAAAi0/QGr048HPUDk/s1600/party+prese.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDWWtiiQaI/AAAAAAAAAi0/QGr048HPUDk/s320/party+prese.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404555238514508194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang happy birthday to him and he tried to eat his cake. I think he was a little worried because everyone was starring at him. He actually kept himself pretty clean while feeding himself his cake. He seemed to enjoy the way it tasted. I'm pretty sure he has never had that much sugar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDV-XW5cDI/AAAAAAAAAis/Ze7hqVxl1pY/s1600/party+big+cake+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDV-XW5cDI/AAAAAAAAAis/Ze7hqVxl1pY/s320/party+big+cake+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404554820243255346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDXWvxncoI/AAAAAAAAAjM/RkcFDjSPiIU/s1600/party+smash+cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDXWvxncoI/AAAAAAAAAjM/RkcFDjSPiIU/s320/party+smash+cake.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404556338626261634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDWpIVNE7I/AAAAAAAAAi8/cAZaBPY0C_g/s1600/party+candle+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDWpIVNE7I/AAAAAAAAAi8/cAZaBPY0C_g/s320/party+candle+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404555554943996850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason's Smash Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDPoW7m_cI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Nbqr6IyC2nI/s1600/party+candle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDPoW7m_cI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Nbqr6IyC2nI/s320/party+candle.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404547845101911490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Dear Cason....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDQCSFDi_I/AAAAAAAAAhs/llA106b3nTI/s1600/party+cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDQCSFDi_I/AAAAAAAAAhs/llA106b3nTI/s320/party+cake.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404548290475953138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDQP1ApHYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/6qJmQxT9cZY/s1600/party++cake2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDQP1ApHYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/6qJmQxT9cZY/s320/party++cake2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404548523190984066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason had fun playing on his new swing set outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDQ0STnQ_I/AAAAAAAAAiE/S6hq_DMuppY/s1600/party+slide.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDQ0STnQ_I/AAAAAAAAAiE/S6hq_DMuppY/s320/party+slide.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404549149530473458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that his first birthday party has come and gone. It flew by just like his first year has. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDSzn6D0iI/AAAAAAAAAic/DNsvIQ6yg5s/s1600/party+favors.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDSzn6D0iI/AAAAAAAAAic/DNsvIQ6yg5s/s320/party+favors.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404551337172259362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6184541983588876953?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6184541983588876953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6184541983588876953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6184541983588876953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6184541983588876953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-mans-first-birthday-party.html' title='Little Man&apos;s First Birthday Party'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SwDW3mb_kgI/AAAAAAAAAjE/VX4jqPVPzhQ/s72-c/party+boy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-4028379212942802015</id><published>2009-11-08T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:37:12.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of Your Birth</title><content type='html'>Dear Cason,&lt;br /&gt;I am sure one day you will want to know the story of your birth. It was the best day of our life. It all started on Nov. 16 your due date. NOTHING happened! You were very comfortable in my belly. Too comfortable if you ask me! Nov.16 was a Sunday. Your daddy and I slept late and went to the mall in the afternoon. We had a nice afternoon walking around and enjoying the unseasonably warm weather. We ate hamburgers and got ice cream at Cold Stone. We spent the last evening as a childless couple and got ready for your arrival. The next day, Nov. 17, your Grandad and BeBe came to be with us. We went to Jason's Deli to eat lunch and then went to Target to buy a crock-pot. During all of this I kept hoping that you would decide to come but no such luck. At 4:00 your daddy and I went to see my doctor. He told me that you were still VERY comfortable and he would recommend helping you come into this world. I wasn't sure about that so we had a sonogram to see how much you weighed. They estimated that you were already 8 to 8 1/2 pounds! I didn't want you to get any bigger so I decided to be induced. We had a couple of hours before I had to go to the hospital so your daddy and I met your Gradad, BeBe, Aunt Allison, and Uncle Brian at the Galleria. We shopped for a while and then ate at The Grand Lux Cafe. While at the mall I started to have a lot of pain and I got very nervous. We tried to go find some ice cream but by that time I was very uncomfortable and scared. Your daddy and I decided to go to the hospital. We got there at 8:00 and the nurse told me that I was already having contractions. They started because of my exam at the doctors office. Because I was having contractions they only gave my half of the medicine that got my body ready for you to come. The nurse then gave me some medicine to help me sleep, your daddy and I prayed that you would come quickly and be healthy, and then we went to sleep. The next morning, Nov. 18, the nurse gave me Pitocin to help my body have more contractions. Nothing happened for a long time. Your Grandad, BeBe, and Aunt Allison came to the hospital to make sure they were there when you came. My doctor came and broke my water to hurry you along. Around noon my contractions really started to hurt. At 2:00 I got my epidural and started to feel much better. After a while my contractions started to get further and further a part. By early evening they had all but stoped. About this time I started to feel very sick. This went on for a couple of hours and I was absolutely miserable. My doctor had already talked about the possibility of a c-section but I didn't want to have one. He left to go get dinner and during that time I got really sick at my stomach. The nurse took my temperature and found out that I had a fever. It was decided then that I would have a c-section. I was diagnosed with dysfunctional labor. Around 10:00 they took me to the operating room and started to get my ready for your birth. Your daddy came in and set beside me. I was so scared for him because he doesn't handle blood very well. I don't remember much about the operation but I do remember telling the doctors that I thought your daddy was going to pass out. I also remember the doctor and your dad talking about football. I remember the nurse telling me that you were about to come into this world. At 10:12 they held you up for your daddy and I to see. My heart skipped a beat and I couldn't believe that you were actually here. Your were healthy and perfect. You weighed 8 pounds and 6 ounces. You had a head full of dark hair and still do! We spent the next 4 days in the hospital getting to know each other. Then your daddy and I took you home. November 18th was the start to the best year of my life. I created this blog for you so you can look at it one day and learn what you were like as a baby. It is also for me, your daddy, and the rest of your family and friends to keep up with how much you are growing and changing. I love you little boy and I hope you enjoy these stories of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-4028379212942802015?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/4028379212942802015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=4028379212942802015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4028379212942802015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4028379212942802015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/11/story-of-your-birth.html' title='The Story of Your Birth'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7847085178659931950</id><published>2009-11-01T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T15:04:00.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Halloween</title><content type='html'>This was Cason's first Halloween and it was a blast. I know he is too young to appreciate it, it was for Toby and I, and the grandparents!&lt;br /&gt;We kicked off Halloween by going to our church's fall festival. Cason was VERY unsure about the whole thing. He had a death grip on Toby or I the entire time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4Qafd65vI/AAAAAAAAAf8/NuJl0gLGAro/s1600-h/ff+slide+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4Qafd65vI/AAAAAAAAAf8/NuJl0gLGAro/s320/ff+slide+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399271050573440754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason, Beau, and Reid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4QnCVexFI/AAAAAAAAAgE/2LfY4Yy4804/s1600-h/ff+group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4QnCVexFI/AAAAAAAAAgE/2LfY4Yy4804/s320/ff+group.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399271266091713618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason was TERRIFIED of the llama at first but eventually warmed up to him a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4Q2M8ci-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/zo04U9saZWs/s1600-h/ff+llama.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4Q2M8ci-I/AAAAAAAAAgM/zo04U9saZWs/s320/ff+llama.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399271526637538274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Halloween Day BeBe, Grandad, and Great Geema came to visit. Uncle Brian, Aunt Allison and Reid also spent the day with us. In the early evening we went trick-or-treating to a couple of houses in our neighborhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4R2TCAZxI/AAAAAAAAAgU/DnpNUIkbmAc/s1600-h/hal+dad+boys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4R2TCAZxI/AAAAAAAAAgU/DnpNUIkbmAc/s320/hal+dad+boys.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399272627783100178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4SLyL3ObI/AAAAAAAAAgc/KVDrod2AszY/s1600-h/hal+peek+a+boo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4SLyL3ObI/AAAAAAAAAgc/KVDrod2AszY/s320/hal+peek+a+boo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399272996923193778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opening presents from Grandad and BeBe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4Selax0NI/AAAAAAAAAgk/2-xA7y7EoBg/s1600-h/hal+presents.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4Selax0NI/AAAAAAAAAgk/2-xA7y7EoBg/s320/hal+presents.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399273319913607378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy loving on her baby giraffe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4StjCMKHI/AAAAAAAAAgs/0EmmnTP-w4Y/s1600-h/hal+mommy+gir.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4StjCMKHI/AAAAAAAAAgs/0EmmnTP-w4Y/s320/hal+mommy+gir.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399273576971642994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trick or Treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4S9cLz5pI/AAAAAAAAAg0/DRfGIirwvzo/s1600-h/hal+trick+or+treat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4S9cLz5pI/AAAAAAAAAg0/DRfGIirwvzo/s320/hal+trick+or+treat.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399273850010855058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys with a creepy skeleton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4TQHDupKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/NAfSTmLQ3aQ/s1600-h/hal+boys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4TQHDupKI/AAAAAAAAAg8/NAfSTmLQ3aQ/s320/hal+boys.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399274170757325986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7847085178659931950?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7847085178659931950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7847085178659931950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7847085178659931950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7847085178659931950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/11/1st-halloween.html' title='1st Halloween'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Su4Qafd65vI/AAAAAAAAAf8/NuJl0gLGAro/s72-c/ff+slide+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-3822630431494495048</id><published>2009-10-19T18:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:59:24.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T Minus 30 Days and Counting</title><content type='html'>Yup, our little baby is turning 1 in just 30 days! Every day I keep telling him, "I remember this time last year you were in my belly and we couldn't wait for you to be here." This time last year we had our last baby shower. This time last year I couldn't sleep (oh wait, I still can't). This time last year we were washing baby clothes and making final preparations to the nursery. This time last year we packed bags to go to the hospital. This time last year I was driving over to Plano Presby 2-3 times a month for appointments. This time last year I was reading anything I could get my hands on to prepare me for the birth of our little man. &lt;br /&gt;Enough of last year, this is what is happening NOW. Cason turned 11 months old yesterday. He is full of energy and love. He is walking everywhere now. We can't keep him contained in 1 room anymore. He is learning to run too! He can stand up without pulling himself up on something. He can say dada and is working on saying mama. Cason has 4 teeth and has learned to clap. He loves to scream at the top of his lungs too! Toby and I are having a hard time introducing him to solid foods. He wants nothing to do with them. I keep telling him he is going to be really embarrassed when he goes to Kindergarten eating baby food, but he won't listen to me. &lt;br /&gt;11 month picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0UiZ71kKI/AAAAAAAAAek/GlxB4KCr58c/s1600-h/11+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0UiZ71kKI/AAAAAAAAAek/GlxB4KCr58c/s320/11+months.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394490509969690786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Past Times&lt;br /&gt;Riding on Daddy's Shoulders (in cute pj's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0VE7FXKcI/AAAAAAAAAes/v3sN47obuhU/s1600-h/pjs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0VE7FXKcI/AAAAAAAAAes/v3sN47obuhU/s320/pjs.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394491102983563714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganging up on the cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0VWeT9QAI/AAAAAAAAAe0/80JYyyIrFTM/s1600-h/gang+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0VWeT9QAI/AAAAAAAAAe0/80JYyyIrFTM/s320/gang+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394491404497797122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason actually turns the water on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0Vj6daQrI/AAAAAAAAAe8/H4rhwlmnhr8/s1600-h/gang+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0Vj6daQrI/AAAAAAAAAe8/H4rhwlmnhr8/s320/gang+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394491635391939250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures make Toby really proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0V9vJU5_I/AAAAAAAAAfE/NJR3t9OAQlw/s1600-h/DSC01691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0V9vJU5_I/AAAAAAAAAfE/NJR3t9OAQlw/s320/DSC01691.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394492079031511026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0WlF2O9CI/AAAAAAAAAfU/SZBUyTNkeCA/s1600-h/football+close+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0WlF2O9CI/AAAAAAAAAfU/SZBUyTNkeCA/s320/football+close+up.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394492755140342818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0Wy12qrVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/MqP7UpXhcyw/s1600-h/football+fav.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0Wy12qrVI/AAAAAAAAAfc/MqP7UpXhcyw/s320/football+fav.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394492991365360978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down, Set, HUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0XN-aKz5I/AAAAAAAAAfk/cZkqjYW0rgU/s1600-h/football+ready+hut.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0XN-aKz5I/AAAAAAAAAfk/cZkqjYW0rgU/s320/football+ready+hut.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394493457518219154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason's First Boo Boo from trying to run on the sidewalk. OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0XqmuAtGI/AAAAAAAAAfs/_0RWryfx-rg/s1600-h/booboo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0XqmuAtGI/AAAAAAAAAfs/_0RWryfx-rg/s320/booboo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394493949375198306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-3822630431494495048?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/3822630431494495048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=3822630431494495048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3822630431494495048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3822630431494495048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/10/t-minus-30-days-and-counting.html' title='T Minus 30 Days and Counting'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/St0UiZ71kKI/AAAAAAAAAek/GlxB4KCr58c/s72-c/11+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-428853462750925444</id><published>2009-10-03T13:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:08:42.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch (Warning: Picture Overload)</title><content type='html'>Toby, Cason, and I met the McFarland family at the Arboretum today. It was a beautiful day and we all had a good time. Enough words, here are TONS of pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse1ozopIbI/AAAAAAAAAc0/HUFRaDw_o08/s1600-h/DSC01727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse1ozopIbI/AAAAAAAAAc0/HUFRaDw_o08/s320/DSC01727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388475191832158642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse1n00bLmI/AAAAAAAAAck/69nvrSbRUiE/s1600-h/DSC01721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse1n00bLmI/AAAAAAAAAck/69nvrSbRUiE/s320/DSC01721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388475174970142306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guessed giraffe in the last post you were right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse5dqdEaPI/AAAAAAAAAdE/1zRlrP3Wp3g/s1600-h/pump+giraffe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse5dqdEaPI/AAAAAAAAAdE/1zRlrP3Wp3g/s320/pump+giraffe.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388479398435645682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse5dSWY4iI/AAAAAAAAAc8/XV7HA7FZTp8/s1600-h/pump+C+and+Mom+girraffe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse5dSWY4iI/AAAAAAAAAc8/XV7HA7FZTp8/s320/pump+C+and+Mom+girraffe.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388479391965176354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason and Reid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse562Ag9_I/AAAAAAAAAdM/VbvfdsV2Ma8/s1600-h/pump+C+and+R.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse562Ag9_I/AAAAAAAAAdM/VbvfdsV2Ma8/s320/pump+C+and+R.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388479899753314290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manning the Cannon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse6bExsatI/AAAAAAAAAds/baH4OOVI6R8/s1600-h/pump+cannon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse6bExsatI/AAAAAAAAAds/baH4OOVI6R8/s320/pump+cannon.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388480453473495762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse6ahb4FmI/AAAAAAAAAdk/C5oP2hsfF44/s1600-h/pump+C+and+R+bench.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse6ahb4FmI/AAAAAAAAAdk/C5oP2hsfF44/s320/pump+C+and+R+bench.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388480443986744930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse6afbqR7I/AAAAAAAAAdc/MhCs1cYJ0B8/s1600-h/pump+C+and+R+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse6afbqR7I/AAAAAAAAAdc/MhCs1cYJ0B8/s320/pump+C+and+R+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388480443448969138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse7GEpppII/AAAAAAAAAeM/9uo9_HoBRNE/s1600-h/pumpkin+family.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse7GEpppII/AAAAAAAAAeM/9uo9_HoBRNE/s320/pumpkin+family.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388481192174134402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason and Daddy playing the water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse7FhuWOSI/AAAAAAAAAeE/VVZsocNh4L8/s1600-h/pump+water.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse7FhuWOSI/AAAAAAAAAeE/VVZsocNh4L8/s320/pump+water.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388481182798592290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse7FXSg3XI/AAAAAAAAAd8/btx07re90fo/s1600-h/pump+cute.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse7FXSg3XI/AAAAAAAAAd8/btx07re90fo/s320/pump+cute.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388481179997494642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse7EkbIJoI/AAAAAAAAAd0/L-OP1RIe29k/s1600-h/pump+cason+bench.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse7EkbIJoI/AAAAAAAAAd0/L-OP1RIe29k/s320/pump+cason+bench.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388481166343415426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me taking a break in the water trough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse7gQD4qlI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Ef9vPzE7tEY/s1600-h/pump+mom+chillen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse7gQD4qlI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Ef9vPzE7tEY/s320/pump+mom+chillen.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388481641913559634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason was plum tuckered out at the end of our trip to the pumpkin patch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse7g3hI-JI/AAAAAAAAAec/-U6P0-BPHzs/s1600-h/pump+pooped+out.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse7g3hI-JI/AAAAAAAAAec/-U6P0-BPHzs/s320/pump+pooped+out.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388481652505245842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-428853462750925444?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/428853462750925444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=428853462750925444' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/428853462750925444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/428853462750925444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch (Warning: Picture Overload)'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sse1ozopIbI/AAAAAAAAAc0/HUFRaDw_o08/s72-c/DSC01727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-813311890513017297</id><published>2009-09-26T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T09:08:42.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Sneak Peak</title><content type='html'>Can you guess what Cason is going to be for halloween?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sr48VakCugI/AAAAAAAAAcc/3s9pZ6mzPB4/s1600-h/halloween+guess.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sr48VakCugI/AAAAAAAAAcc/3s9pZ6mzPB4/s320/halloween+guess.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385808542987106818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-813311890513017297?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/813311890513017297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=813311890513017297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/813311890513017297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/813311890513017297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/09/halloween-sneak-peak.html' title='Halloween Sneak Peak'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sr48VakCugI/AAAAAAAAAcc/3s9pZ6mzPB4/s72-c/halloween+guess.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7146807216709624702</id><published>2009-09-20T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T07:25:48.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Months and Walking</title><content type='html'>Oh my! Things have been busy around here. And by busy I mean that we have 1 very busy little boy. Cason turned 10 months old on Fri. I think that he is starting to look more and more like a little boy and less like a baby. Getting his 10 month picture was VERY difficult this time. It took 2 of us and this is all we could get. He was too busy playing :). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SrY6Ebgb_II/AAAAAAAAAb0/4-1IxQdzFvQ/s1600-h/10+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SrY6Ebgb_II/AAAAAAAAAb0/4-1IxQdzFvQ/s320/10+months.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383554252345703554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason is WALKING!!!! He started our taking a couple of steps here and there but now he can walk half way across our living room. He could probably walk further than that but he thinks crawling is faster. Toby said he looks like a zombie because he walks with his arms straight out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SrY6Sl5FliI/AAAAAAAAAb8/XXr-e9A31_A/s1600-h/walking+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SrY6Sl5FliI/AAAAAAAAAb8/XXr-e9A31_A/s320/walking+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383554495651616290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SrY6eIvv3hI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5k-5zqU7uK0/s1600-h/walking+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SrY6eIvv3hI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5k-5zqU7uK0/s320/walking+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383554693986246162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SrY6qSljusI/AAAAAAAAAcM/v_b3N8d_5BU/s1600-h/walking+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SrY6qSljusI/AAAAAAAAAcM/v_b3N8d_5BU/s320/walking+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383554902786292418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Cason wants to get somewhere REALLY fast he puts his head down and crawls as fast as he can. I think he is trying to be more aerodynamic. He has also started being a little mischievous. He knows he is not allowed to go into the office and he will start crawling down the hall, turn around, smile at us, and take off into the office giggling all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SrY66Vm3yDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/mRqpRpYwWI8/s1600-h/head+down.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SrY66Vm3yDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/mRqpRpYwWI8/s320/head+down.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383555178475014194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7146807216709624702?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7146807216709624702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7146807216709624702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7146807216709624702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7146807216709624702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/09/10-months-and-walking.html' title='10 Months and Walking'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SrY6Ebgb_II/AAAAAAAAAb0/4-1IxQdzFvQ/s72-c/10+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6345419577065561694</id><published>2009-08-30T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:54:22.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking! Sort of.....</title><content type='html'>Cason has officially been taking steps! He has been taking around 3 or 4 steps at a time for about a week now. His first steps were on August 21. Toby saw him do it several times before I did. I can't believe that our little stinker is almost walking. He's only 9 months! I keep telling him to not be in a hurry but he's a little hard headed like that. I don't have any pictures yet but as soon as I do I will post them. Here are some other fun pictures!&lt;br /&gt;Cason practicing to be a b-ball star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Spsp5f4tsLI/AAAAAAAAAa8/N2fG9sGg3gY/s1600-h/ball.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Spsp5f4tsLI/AAAAAAAAAa8/N2fG9sGg3gY/s320/ball.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375936647985475762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing in Beau's car. This may be our next big purchase. He loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SpsqSAj64JI/AAAAAAAAAbE/clzMltsJvHQ/s1600-h/car+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SpsqSAj64JI/AAAAAAAAAbE/clzMltsJvHQ/s320/car+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375937069073490066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE this picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SpsqnO4xd1I/AAAAAAAAAbM/ozr3szVEWIs/s1600-h/car+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SpsqnO4xd1I/AAAAAAAAAbM/ozr3szVEWIs/s320/car+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375937433696302930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had family pictures taken this weekend. I can't wait to see how they turned out! Here are Cason and Reid playing in the grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Spsq9Bbwc_I/AAAAAAAAAbU/xBXPzMQ8E38/s1600-h/cousins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Spsq9Bbwc_I/AAAAAAAAAbU/xBXPzMQ8E38/s320/cousins.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375937808042062834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SpsrmdQS0-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/FGVMjuv516E/s1600-h/shoulders.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SpsrmdQS0-I/AAAAAAAAAbc/FGVMjuv516E/s320/shoulders.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375938519884813282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing in the laundry basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Spsr9BH4mzI/AAAAAAAAAbk/fuqAu_vbZbc/s1600-h/laundry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Spsr9BH4mzI/AAAAAAAAAbk/fuqAu_vbZbc/s320/laundry.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375938907470338866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture cracks me up because this is what we see when we get Cason out of bed in the morning or at nap time. He grabs as many paci's as he can and looks so proud of himself. So CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SpssagUtkDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/t04ExoO-4dA/s1600-h/paci.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SpssagUtkDI/AAAAAAAAAbs/t04ExoO-4dA/s320/paci.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375939414061846578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6345419577065561694?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6345419577065561694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6345419577065561694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6345419577065561694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6345419577065561694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/08/walking-sort-of.html' title='Walking! Sort of.....'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Spsp5f4tsLI/AAAAAAAAAa8/N2fG9sGg3gY/s72-c/ball.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-3647271374466836667</id><published>2009-08-18T18:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T18:35:51.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Cow, Nine Months!</title><content type='html'>Cason is 9 months old today! That is CRAZY! &lt;br /&gt;Here is his 9 month picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SotVqhiGrBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/CpA65p-TT0E/s1600-h/9+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SotVqhiGrBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/CpA65p-TT0E/s320/9+months.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371481169613728786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason is ALMOST walking! He is standing on his own for longer periods of time and starting to act like he wants to take a step towards things. He cruises all around our living room with his walker now and looks so proud of himself! &lt;br /&gt;Cason's Favorites&lt;br /&gt;Favorite time of day- When Daddy comes home!&lt;br /&gt;Favorite thing to play with- His baby hairbrush.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Games- Hide and Go Seek, and Chase&lt;br /&gt;Cason also loves to give us kisses now. They are sooo sweet. He comes at you with his mouth wide open and plants one right on your lips! I LOVE LOVE LOVE that!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SotV7h92fsI/AAAAAAAAAac/YQ-ItQNmdO8/s1600-h/hair+brush.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SotV7h92fsI/AAAAAAAAAac/YQ-ItQNmdO8/s320/hair+brush.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371481461787885250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news:&lt;br /&gt;Bebe and Great Geema came to stay with us last week. I had to get my classroom ready so they hung out with Cason during the day. He loved playing Hide and Go Seek with his Bebe! I know he kept them both really busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SotWPoNjJfI/AAAAAAAAAak/M0DlVXanCvk/s1600-h/Bebe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SotWPoNjJfI/AAAAAAAAAak/M0DlVXanCvk/s320/Bebe.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371481807061722610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SotWd3pLPWI/AAAAAAAAAas/gmahP9D3Fj8/s1600-h/Great+Geema.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SotWd3pLPWI/AAAAAAAAAas/gmahP9D3Fj8/s320/Great+Geema.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371482051722296674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Other news:&lt;br /&gt;I am offically back at work. Boo. No more stay at home Mommy. I had so much fun with Cason this summer. Even though I had no idea what I was in for it was by far the best summer of my life! Cason and I went to story time at the library, had play dates with friends, went shopping together, went for morning walks, got our daily Happy Hour Sonic drink, took a couple of naps together, and most of all, enjoyed each other company. I miss him sooooo much but I know that he is having a blast at Myrna's house!&lt;br /&gt;Random Pic, riding on daddy's shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SotWqpZ2onI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xq23qTA3lC4/s1600-h/daddys+shoulders.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SotWqpZ2onI/AAAAAAAAAa0/xq23qTA3lC4/s320/daddys+shoulders.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371482271238234738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-3647271374466836667?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/3647271374466836667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=3647271374466836667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3647271374466836667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3647271374466836667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/08/holy-cow-nine-months.html' title='Holy Cow, Nine Months!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SotVqhiGrBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/CpA65p-TT0E/s72-c/9+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-1466153890982146647</id><published>2009-08-12T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:45:00.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Tooth Has Made an Apperance!</title><content type='html'>I have been wanting to post this post for a while now but have had some complications. The big news, Cason has his first tooth! It poked it's little head out on July 31st. The complication, it is soooo hard to get a picture of that little thing. &lt;br /&gt;Here are the attempts to capture Mr. Tooth.&lt;br /&gt;This is inside his mouth as he tried to eat the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SoMoINVZe8I/AAAAAAAAAZk/Hpf6LwdSyQM/s1600-h/tooth+try+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SoMoINVZe8I/AAAAAAAAAZk/Hpf6LwdSyQM/s320/tooth+try+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369179302239239106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SoNC01f1t8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/nD_VUIbmbJY/s1600-h/tooth+try+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SoNC01f1t8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/nD_VUIbmbJY/s320/tooth+try+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369208656237017026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SoNDIE2yZeI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/gnOnSFsQjFI/s1600-h/tooth+try.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SoNDIE2yZeI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/gnOnSFsQjFI/s320/tooth+try.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369208986777314786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HERE IT IS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SoNDbhXpVhI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/lXDER5YhH0c/s1600-h/first+tooth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SoNDbhXpVhI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/lXDER5YhH0c/s320/first+tooth.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369209320848840210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other cute pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out in mommy's lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SoNEMAu4lGI/AAAAAAAAAaE/asiD-u0tva4/s1600-h/hanging+otu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SoNEMAu4lGI/AAAAAAAAAaE/asiD-u0tva4/s320/hanging+otu.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369210153901528162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing with Reid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SoNEn5JxXvI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QW4DqNjrAKI/s1600-h/playing+cousins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SoNEn5JxXvI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QW4DqNjrAKI/s320/playing+cousins.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369210632903155442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-1466153890982146647?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/1466153890982146647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=1466153890982146647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/1466153890982146647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/1466153890982146647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/08/mr-tooth-has-made-apperance.html' title='Mr. Tooth Has Made an Apperance!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SoMoINVZe8I/AAAAAAAAAZk/Hpf6LwdSyQM/s72-c/tooth+try+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-4092834598644922891</id><published>2009-07-26T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T12:40:54.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cason's Cousins</title><content type='html'>This post is LONG overdue! The week of the 4th of July, Toby, Cason, and I packed up and went to Lubbock. We stayed there for the entire week and pretty much had to move into and take over Granny and Pawpaw's house. They were awesome for putting up with us. Cason LOVED spending time with his Lubbock family. He thinks his cousins are great. Here are a few pictures:&lt;br /&gt;Tamra, Cason, and Travis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SmyvXLjZkBI/AAAAAAAAAY8/5L7xFExuKBs/s1600-h/tam+trav.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SmyvXLjZkBI/AAAAAAAAAY8/5L7xFExuKBs/s320/tam+trav.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362854069064536082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ethan and Cason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SmyvkXZig3I/AAAAAAAAAZE/8Qc7nRtvAck/s1600-h/ethan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SmyvkXZig3I/AAAAAAAAAZE/8Qc7nRtvAck/s320/ethan.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362854295582704498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason playing with the puppies. He LOVES LOVES LOVES all dogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Smyv5c2sArI/AAAAAAAAAZM/3PGgCftCMdU/s1600-h/dogs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Smyv5c2sArI/AAAAAAAAAZM/3PGgCftCMdU/s320/dogs.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362854657824391858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-4092834598644922891?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/4092834598644922891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=4092834598644922891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4092834598644922891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4092834598644922891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/07/casons-cousins.html' title='Cason&apos;s Cousins'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SmyvXLjZkBI/AAAAAAAAAY8/5L7xFExuKBs/s72-c/tam+trav.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-2173525733772222953</id><published>2009-07-18T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T19:22:34.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Months!</title><content type='html'>Happy 8 month birthday little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SmKBWCMirzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/dVOjpdqxoos/s1600-h/8+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SmKBWCMirzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/dVOjpdqxoos/s320/8+months.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359988722070892338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8 months Cason is loving life. He loves his new found freedom of crawling everywhere. He is still standing and pulling up on things and as I blogged about earlier, he walked by pushing his walker toy across the living room! Cason is changing every day. He has started to have some stranger anxiety. Today he cried for the first time when I left him at my aunts house. He has never cried when I have left him. It broke my heart. He has FINALLY stared saying some sounds with consonants! I have been a little worried about that for a while. Yesterday I officially stopped breastfeeding. I am a little sad but I know life will be a little easier now. Cason's Favorite Things:&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Food: Apple and Blueberries&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Snack: Sweet Potato Puffs&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Book: Where's The Monster?&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Activity: Following mommy and daddy around and bath time&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Toy: Piano Walker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SmKBn6lCDdI/AAAAAAAAAYs/JUmNbgPmGsU/s1600-h/rootbeer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SmKBn6lCDdI/AAAAAAAAAYs/JUmNbgPmGsU/s320/rootbeer.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359989029263773138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SmKCoSOh1EI/AAAAAAAAAY0/8SUH61MzNTg/s1600-h/DSC01379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SmKCoSOh1EI/AAAAAAAAAY0/8SUH61MzNTg/s320/DSC01379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359990135123465282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-2173525733772222953?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/2173525733772222953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=2173525733772222953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2173525733772222953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2173525733772222953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/07/8-months.html' title='8 Months!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SmKBWCMirzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/dVOjpdqxoos/s72-c/8+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7378269706364059656</id><published>2009-07-16T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:45:53.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cason's First Haircut</title><content type='html'>Cason got his first haircut yesterday! He was getting awfully hairy! He had a few hairs that were hanging down in his eyes and hair that was growing over his ears. He also had a couple of adorable curls on his neck! &lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of before pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sl_HFXxqPAI/AAAAAAAAAX0/-hA4iRuMokQ/s1600-h/before+haircut.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sl_HFXxqPAI/AAAAAAAAAX0/-hA4iRuMokQ/s320/before+haircut.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359220976689757186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sl_HVb201cI/AAAAAAAAAX8/nzeHSFVQK78/s1600-h/before+haircut+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sl_HVb201cI/AAAAAAAAAX8/nzeHSFVQK78/s320/before+haircut+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359221252663072194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed a haircut really bad so we decided to kill 2 birds with one stone and get Cason's hair cut too! We took him to see Dana who cuts my hair. She was great with him! &lt;br /&gt;It looks like Cason is saying, "Daddy Help Me"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sl_HqmVZyXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/fgDQcbY5YpI/s1600-h/haircut.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sl_HqmVZyXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/fgDQcbY5YpI/s320/haircut.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359221616252930418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this picture it looks like Cason is saying, "What is that thing and what are you going to do with it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sl_HzV_YNnI/AAAAAAAAAYM/AfTDJLeBvks/s1600-h/haircut+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sl_HzV_YNnI/AAAAAAAAAYM/AfTDJLeBvks/s320/haircut+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359221766484407922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He did cry a little. He DOES NOT like people to mess with his hair. Thank goodness he's not a girl and I don't have to do a lot to his hair every day!&lt;br /&gt;Here is my handsome man after the big event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sl_JGR_VF0I/AAAAAAAAAYU/5_tP1xKDIPI/s1600-h/after+haircut.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sl_JGR_VF0I/AAAAAAAAAYU/5_tP1xKDIPI/s320/after+haircut.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359223191339603778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has nothing to do with is haircut, but Cason pushed his walker across our livingroom tonight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sl_JeivpI9I/AAAAAAAAAYc/sNodQeD_-s4/s1600-h/pushing+toy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sl_JeivpI9I/AAAAAAAAAYc/sNodQeD_-s4/s320/pushing+toy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359223608154072018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7378269706364059656?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7378269706364059656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7378269706364059656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7378269706364059656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7378269706364059656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/07/casons-first-haircut.html' title='Cason&apos;s First Haircut'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sl_HFXxqPAI/AAAAAAAAAX0/-hA4iRuMokQ/s72-c/before+haircut.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-2132034329592252246</id><published>2009-07-10T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T19:30:02.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These Shoes Are Made For Walking</title><content type='html'>This week Cason got his first pair of big boy shoes. Toby and I figured that he better get used to wearing shoes more often because it won't be long before he's walking. He got a pair of Stride Rite shoes for $20! They are normally $50. Really? People pay that much for infant shoes that they will only wear for 4 months? I shouldn't judge, I probably would have paid full price. Only the best for my little man!&lt;br /&gt;Cason at Lil' Footprints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Slf0bF1RF5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/L3czMM9s6mo/s1600-h/shoe+store.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Slf0bF1RF5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/L3czMM9s6mo/s320/shoe+store.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357019028039735186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason's new shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Slf1VFWT4bI/AAAAAAAAAXM/qRmyct2k9uY/s1600-h/new+shoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Slf1VFWT4bI/AAAAAAAAAXM/qRmyct2k9uY/s320/new+shoes.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357020024342307250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Cason, "Mom these things are perfect to chew on, thanks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Slf2ULb4YZI/AAAAAAAAAXU/L24UrWW5W7c/s1600-h/tastey+shoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Slf2ULb4YZI/AAAAAAAAAXU/L24UrWW5W7c/s320/tastey+shoes.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357021108308042130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, July 9th, was also our 4th wedding anniversary. We had a good day. &lt;br /&gt;First we ate lunch at my most favorite grocery store EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Slf26ner67I/AAAAAAAAAXc/-lu_ycFUuKU/s1600-h/market+street.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Slf26ner67I/AAAAAAAAAXc/-lu_ycFUuKU/s320/market+street.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357021768671030194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to eat ice cream at this AWESOME ice cream store! Another one of my favs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Slf3WwrR3uI/AAAAAAAAAXk/lpTcXntiCmM/s1600-h/baksin+robbins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Slf3WwrR3uI/AAAAAAAAAXk/lpTcXntiCmM/s320/baksin+robbins.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357022252176105186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Toby and I went to get a couples massage. It is becoming our anniversary tradition to get a couples massage instead of buying each other presents. Look closely at the name of the massage place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Slf3_979WyI/AAAAAAAAAXs/vhEp5OSMnpA/s1600-h/massamge.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Slf3_979WyI/AAAAAAAAAXs/vhEp5OSMnpA/s320/massamge.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357022960110361378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end the perfect day we bought Cason his shoes. I have loved every minute of being married to Toby! He is the perfect husband!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-2132034329592252246?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/2132034329592252246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=2132034329592252246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2132034329592252246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2132034329592252246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/07/these-shoes-are-made-for-walking.html' title='These Shoes Are Made For Walking'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Slf0bF1RF5I/AAAAAAAAAXE/L3czMM9s6mo/s72-c/shoe+store.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-2619245279799250638</id><published>2009-07-07T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:44:36.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All American Hunk</title><content type='html'>Here is my All American Hunk on the 4th of July. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SlO_rzzq1MI/AAAAAAAAAWc/sOEqGQzbzNc/s1600-h/4th+of+July.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SlO_rzzq1MI/AAAAAAAAAWc/sOEqGQzbzNc/s320/4th+of+July.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355835141235856578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the 4th in Lubbock with Toby's family and are here the entire week. On Saterday Toby, Cason and I went to 4th on Broadway with Aunt Tory and Cousin Travis. It was very HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SlPAD2_WAGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/fwdJopQQkQY/s1600-h/dad+on+4th.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SlPAD2_WAGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/fwdJopQQkQY/s320/dad+on+4th.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355835554406989922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SlPAZjS7s_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/W3ovwFaM1u0/s1600-h/mom+on+4th.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SlPAZjS7s_I/AAAAAAAAAWs/W3ovwFaM1u0/s320/mom+on+4th.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355835927077565426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason is still recovering from his 2nd cold this summer :( but he is still acting like his normal self for the most part. Here are some pictures from the past couple of weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SlPA9G3M4dI/AAAAAAAAAW0/9RrAfdZFjnQ/s1600-h/swimming.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SlPA9G3M4dI/AAAAAAAAAW0/9RrAfdZFjnQ/s320/swimming.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355836537920348626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SlPBjoI1t3I/AAAAAAAAAW8/CerkjNjd2bg/s1600-h/standing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SlPBjoI1t3I/AAAAAAAAAW8/CerkjNjd2bg/s320/standing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355837199687726962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-2619245279799250638?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/2619245279799250638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=2619245279799250638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2619245279799250638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2619245279799250638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-american-hunk.html' title='All American Hunk'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SlO_rzzq1MI/AAAAAAAAAWc/sOEqGQzbzNc/s72-c/4th+of+July.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6869142263166606554</id><published>2009-06-23T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:30:17.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Months and Peeing on Mommy's Head</title><content type='html'>We have been busy! &lt;br /&gt;Cason turned 7 months on the 18th. He is now crawling, sitting, and pulling up and standing all by himself. Today I looked over and he had grabbed hold of the safety gate and was standing all by himself! Cason also loves using Toby and I as jungle gyms (we enjoy it too)!&lt;br /&gt;7 month picture. It is getting harder and harder for little man to sit still to take his picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SkFzNMu-gGI/AAAAAAAAAWU/YtFPqB8Vmu4/s1600-h/7+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SkFzNMu-gGI/AAAAAAAAAWU/YtFPqB8Vmu4/s320/7+months.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350684502886613090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 14th Cason and his cousin Reid were dedicated to the Lord at church. Granny and Pawpaw, BeBe and Grandad, and many friends all came to watch. After church we had lunch at my sisters to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SkD-ZNlqMTI/AAAAAAAAAVs/3HNYUFk69Pw/s1600-h/dedication+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SkD-ZNlqMTI/AAAAAAAAAVs/3HNYUFk69Pw/s320/dedication+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350556066413949234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SkEAAFNSsaI/AAAAAAAAAWM/VKf52DA1JY0/s1600-h/dedication+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SkEAAFNSsaI/AAAAAAAAAWM/VKf52DA1JY0/s320/dedication+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557833690788258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch Cason and I drove with my parents to College Station and spent the whole week there! It was fun except Cason had a nasty cold and went to the doctor twice. My parents let me sleep late every day that I was there. They are awesome! Cason enjoyed getting spoiled rotten too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SkD-nSF31aI/AAAAAAAAAV0/6u2DIQrRH3U/s1600-h/grandad+and+BeBe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SkD-nSF31aI/AAAAAAAAAV0/6u2DIQrRH3U/s320/grandad+and+BeBe.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350556308140971426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was of course Toby's First Father's Day. Cason gave him a gift card to go play golf at Tour 18. Toby deserves it because he is the best daddy ever! He loves his little boy more than anything in the world. I love watching them play together and cuddle together. I think I have said this before but Toby can make Cason laugh harder than anyone. Cason lights up every night when he sees his daddy come through the door. Thank you Toby for being a great father and husband. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SkD-296_d7I/AAAAAAAAAV8/1lNsdJjj6iY/s1600-h/fathers+day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SkD-296_d7I/AAAAAAAAAV8/1lNsdJjj6iY/s320/fathers+day.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350556577604532146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least, a fun story. Last night I was kneeling down by the bathtub to give Cason a bath and Toby was behind me getting Cason undressed. All of the sudden, I felt something wet on my back and head. At first I thought Toby was ringing out a wet washcloth on me then I heard him say, "Oh no!". I knew immediately what was happening. Cason was peeing on my head! Before either of us had time to react he had literally soaked me. I had pee running down my face. We could do nothing but laugh for a while. I have questioned Toby several times if he had planned that and he swears he didn't. I wish I had a picture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6869142263166606554?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6869142263166606554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6869142263166606554' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6869142263166606554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6869142263166606554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/06/7-months-and-peeing-on-mommys-head.html' title='7 Months and Peeing on Mommy&apos;s Head'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SkFzNMu-gGI/AAAAAAAAAWU/YtFPqB8Vmu4/s72-c/7+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6356488687386367973</id><published>2009-06-09T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:54:04.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crawling at 6 Months!</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's true, my little man is crawling. The past couple of days he has been kind of shaky but today he has really taken off. He loves to follow me and Hercules around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Si7IFoY9NJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/l4tOQrY8JFE/s1600-h/crawling.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Si7IFoY9NJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/l4tOQrY8JFE/s320/crawling.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345429806802351250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to start baby proofing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Si7Ikn6Sy4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Ufa04ZLAVz4/s1600-h/baby+proof.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Si7Ikn6Sy4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/Ufa04ZLAVz4/s320/baby+proof.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345430339249687426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Si7I19xnt3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/YU6-neJHJ9k/s1600-h/baby+proof+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Si7I19xnt3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/YU6-neJHJ9k/s320/baby+proof+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345430637176665970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason says, "Do you really think this is going to last?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Si7JYH9u9mI/AAAAAAAAAVU/8WDf17OOfgQ/s1600-h/testing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Si7JYH9u9mI/AAAAAAAAAVU/8WDf17OOfgQ/s320/testing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345431224027379298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I am way behind on posting here is what we have been up to during the month of May. &lt;br /&gt;1. Cason went to Arkansas to surprise his Great Geema for her 80th birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Si7KIoHE26I/AAAAAAAAAVc/Zw4kIN2O4os/s1600-h/surprise.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Si7KIoHE26I/AAAAAAAAAVc/Zw4kIN2O4os/s320/surprise.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345432057290218402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Holden and Melodie came to visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Si7KZUDln9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/54PdNLI1gu0/s1600-h/holden.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Si7KZUDln9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/54PdNLI1gu0/s320/holden.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345432343964655570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I finished out the school year. Yay! I am a stay at home mommy for 2 months! We can have lots of play dates with our friends!&lt;br /&gt;Here are Cason's stats too.&lt;br /&gt;24 in. long&lt;br /&gt;16 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;size 3 diapers&lt;br /&gt;favorite food: carrots&lt;br /&gt;favorite toy: an empty bottle of water&lt;br /&gt;activities: crawling, trying to sit by himself (he can for a couple of seconds), and he has started to throw fits. Really? They do that this early?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6356488687386367973?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6356488687386367973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6356488687386367973' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6356488687386367973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6356488687386367973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/06/crawling-at-6-months.html' title='Crawling at 6 Months!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Si7IFoY9NJI/AAAAAAAAAU8/l4tOQrY8JFE/s72-c/crawling.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-4438984235141518637</id><published>2009-05-31T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:20:53.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray for my Uncle</title><content type='html'>This has been a hard weekend.&lt;br /&gt;My Uncle Billy had a seziure on Sat. morning as he was getting into the shower. He was home by himself and fell in a way that his chin tucked into his chest, he vomited and aspirated, and no one is sure how long he went w/o oxygen but they know it was longer than 4 min. ( 4 min. of oxgyen deprivation and the brain begins to die). My aunt and 14 year old cousin found him and did CPR on him until the paramedics arrived. They did some tests yesterday and today we found out that he has no brain function. He is on life support right now and they are going to perform another test in the morning. Please please pray!&lt;br /&gt;1. for my aunt and 2 cousins 17, and 14.&lt;br /&gt;2. my uncle that he be heeled here on earth or in heaven&lt;br /&gt;3. for my dad and his brother&lt;br /&gt;4. for Billy's family and friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell your husband/wife and kids that you love them every chance you can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-4438984235141518637?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/4438984235141518637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=4438984235141518637' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4438984235141518637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/4438984235141518637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/05/pray-for-my-uncle.html' title='Pray for my Uncle'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-5351468853425337972</id><published>2009-05-18T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:08:40.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months Old!!!</title><content type='html'>I know I say this every month but I CAN'T BELIEVE MY LITTLE MAN IS 6 MONTHS OLD! Where does the time go? 6 months and 1 day ago I was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ShIQUkbKTDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/12Rw6C6KuLg/s1600-h/IMG_2980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ShIQUkbKTDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/12Rw6C6KuLg/s320/IMG_2980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337346453948484658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 months ago today I was here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ShISlTUuBlI/AAAAAAAAAUU/yYiyUzQ-vGg/s1600-h/labor+smiling.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ShISlTUuBlI/AAAAAAAAAUU/yYiyUzQ-vGg/s320/labor+smiling.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337348940439094866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then this miracle happened&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ShISyd3RhCI/AAAAAAAAAUc/z5pV9GiZyfI/s1600-h/c+section2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ShISyd3RhCI/AAAAAAAAAUc/z5pV9GiZyfI/s320/c+section2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337349166606681122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ShIS-S0T6PI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ogol3SHN8s0/s1600-h/birth.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ShIS-S0T6PI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ogol3SHN8s0/s320/birth.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337349369799895282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we are here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ShIUQ7qUp-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/uV9r8OYTBpo/s1600-h/6+month.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ShIUQ7qUp-I/AAAAAAAAAUs/uV9r8OYTBpo/s320/6+month.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337350789513127906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ShIUe7miI8I/AAAAAAAAAU0/hq3Ekmt9IEc/s1600-h/squash.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ShIUe7miI8I/AAAAAAAAAU0/hq3Ekmt9IEc/s320/squash.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337351030015402946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-5351468853425337972?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/5351468853425337972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=5351468853425337972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5351468853425337972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5351468853425337972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/05/6-months-old.html' title='6 Months Old!!!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ShIQUkbKTDI/AAAAAAAAAUE/12Rw6C6KuLg/s72-c/IMG_2980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6953104201100434034</id><published>2009-05-15T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:27:08.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is It a Baby or a Cat?</title><content type='html'>I must be REALLY deprived of sleep....&lt;br /&gt;Toby had a funny story for me when I woke up this morning. He said that when he got in bed last night that I sat strait up and started saying "there's a baby in our bed, there's a baby in our bed" (Cason was in his crib) then I reached down to the foot of the bed, grabbed our cat who was sleeping at the end of the bed, and started to rock him like a baby saying, "is it a baby or a cat, is it a baby or a cat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME??????&lt;br /&gt;This is a cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sg3dMpaUzCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/WOjsJcBrcjo/s1600-h/DSC00487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sg3dMpaUzCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/WOjsJcBrcjo/s320/DSC00487.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336164342848343074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sg3d-2tPjrI/AAAAAAAAAT8/z6oEe2ntM_w/s1600-h/DSC01152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sg3d-2tPjrI/AAAAAAAAAT8/z6oEe2ntM_w/s320/DSC01152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336165205410811570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was confused by this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sg3c0P89kpI/AAAAAAAAATs/nyXDlJMeHdQ/s1600-h/DSC00357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sg3c0P89kpI/AAAAAAAAATs/nyXDlJMeHdQ/s320/DSC00357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336163923697439378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6953104201100434034?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6953104201100434034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6953104201100434034' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6953104201100434034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6953104201100434034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-it-baby-or-cat.html' title='Is It a Baby or a Cat?'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sg3dMpaUzCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/WOjsJcBrcjo/s72-c/DSC00487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-8743176680301705139</id><published>2009-05-10T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:25:43.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky</title><content type='html'>I feel lucky today. Actually I feel lucky everyday but today is special because it is my first Mother's Day. As a little girl I would get really excited for Mother's Day because I always wanted to make my mom feel special and do nice things for her( I should have done that everyday). Now that I am a mom the day is even more fun for me. Today was not about getting gifts and people doing nice things for me even though I loved those things too. Today was about feeling lucky that God picked ME to be Cason's mommy. I feel lucky that God picked ME for Cason to grow inside of for 9 months and 2 days. I feel lucky that God made Cason absolutely perfect and healthy. I feel lucky because I am Toby's wife and that he is Cason's daddy. I feel lucky that I got to spend this Mother's Day with my mom. I feel lucky that I got to spend this Mother's Day with my sister on her first Mother's Day too. I feel lucky because Cason and his daddy gave me tickets to go see U2 in the fall. But most of all I feel lucky because God picked ME to be the mommy of Cason. &lt;br /&gt;And when it comes down to it, it isn't luck at all. It is God's hand in my life. His plan and His desires and I am left speechless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SgeZ77bTgbI/AAAAAAAAATU/OqEMAVrSjHI/s1600-h/mothers+day.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SgeZ77bTgbI/AAAAAAAAATU/OqEMAVrSjHI/s320/mothers+day.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334401538487189938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SgeaKLtFXsI/AAAAAAAAATc/pikQcLIT-no/s1600-h/mothers+day+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SgeaKLtFXsI/AAAAAAAAATc/pikQcLIT-no/s320/mothers+day+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334401783374896834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SgeaWUC_NAI/AAAAAAAAATk/nsX1Rcvv_uY/s1600-h/play+time.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SgeaWUC_NAI/AAAAAAAAATk/nsX1Rcvv_uY/s320/play+time.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334401991772681218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't feel lucky after seeing a face like this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-8743176680301705139?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/8743176680301705139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=8743176680301705139' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8743176680301705139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8743176680301705139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/05/lucky.html' title='Lucky'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SgeZ77bTgbI/AAAAAAAAATU/OqEMAVrSjHI/s72-c/mothers+day.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-1722699594812256479</id><published>2009-05-04T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:43:12.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Lives Just Got A Whole Lot Messier</title><content type='html'>Cason's first peas. He actually shivered b/c of their taste! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sf-Jumf65UI/AAAAAAAAASs/GJTGiQ3qNGs/s1600-h/peas+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sf-Jumf65UI/AAAAAAAAASs/GJTGiQ3qNGs/s320/peas+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332131917531374914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sf-J7rsU4rI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Xz1QgOjf5bM/s1600-h/peas+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sf-J7rsU4rI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Xz1QgOjf5bM/s320/peas+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332132142263886514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sf-KKPpWULI/AAAAAAAAAS8/EU3e0yM9N_w/s1600-h/peas+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sf-KKPpWULI/AAAAAAAAAS8/EU3e0yM9N_w/s320/peas+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332132392433242290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nap time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sf-KdCUtojI/AAAAAAAAATE/1VEnPV2_Wbo/s1600-h/tummpy+sleeping.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sf-KdCUtojI/AAAAAAAAATE/1VEnPV2_Wbo/s320/tummpy+sleeping.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332132715274543666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting in daddy's lap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sf-Kt_j8MII/AAAAAAAAATM/YxBEom2qp80/s1600-h/daddy%27s+lap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sf-Kt_j8MII/AAAAAAAAATM/YxBEom2qp80/s320/daddy%27s+lap.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332133006590881922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-1722699594812256479?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/1722699594812256479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=1722699594812256479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/1722699594812256479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/1722699594812256479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-lives-just-got-whole-lot-messier.html' title='Our Lives Just Got A Whole Lot Messier'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sf-Jumf65UI/AAAAAAAAASs/GJTGiQ3qNGs/s72-c/peas+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-8408865830006759118</id><published>2009-04-25T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T13:05:41.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Boy and His Dog</title><content type='html'>Cason LOVES Hercules. At first he would just watch him walk by, then he started to smile at him. Now Cason laughs, squeals, and screams at him. Toby takes Cason and helps him chase Hercules. Poor Hercy is still trying to figure out what to do. If he tries to play back then he gets scolded because he might accidently bite. So he pretty much just sits there and takes the Cason abuse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SfNqRudAidI/AAAAAAAAASc/aDOGetyuz3k/s1600-h/herky+and+cason.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SfNqRudAidI/AAAAAAAAASc/aDOGetyuz3k/s320/herky+and+cason.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328719636869450194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Cason met my kids at school this week. They have been trying to earn meeting him as an award and they FINALLY did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SfNrR7Wd5YI/AAAAAAAAASk/VsfjDR8_Ahw/s1600-h/class.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SfNrR7Wd5YI/AAAAAAAAASk/VsfjDR8_Ahw/s320/class.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328720739843302786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They thought he was really cute! &lt;br /&gt;In other, other news, Cason has his first virus. Last weekend we noticed that he was much more fussy then he normally his. He kept having a temp. of 99.9 and we would give him Tylenol and that seemed to help. We took him to the Dr. on Tuesday and she said that he as teething. Yes, we were THOSE parents who took their child to the dr. b/c they were teething. Then on Wed. night I noticed that Cason was getting a rash and by Thurs. it was MUCH worse. Toby took him to the dr. yesterday and they tested him for strep which came back negative. Praise the Lord! But she said that he had a virus and his rash would probably get worse before it gets better and there is nothing that we could do for him. How sad. The rash looks much better today and this entire time Cason hasen't seemed to even notice that he had one besides being a little bit fussy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-8408865830006759118?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/8408865830006759118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=8408865830006759118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8408865830006759118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8408865830006759118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/04/boy-and-his-dog.html' title='A Boy and His Dog'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SfNqRudAidI/AAAAAAAAASc/aDOGetyuz3k/s72-c/herky+and+cason.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7790413602389818336</id><published>2009-04-18T12:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:42:48.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months old and Easter</title><content type='html'>Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Cason's 5 month birthday! I amazed daily by all the changes I see in him. &lt;br /&gt;It's offical, I can't turn my back on him for 1 second. If I do he has rolled clear across the room. He likes to spit and make razzing sounds with his lips. He thinks it's really fun to spit his cereal all over the place! He also has a lot to say. I love to sit and listen to him talk. He loves screaming at his dad. Not because he's mad but because it's fun. He also likes to watch TV and has taken an interest in Baby Einstein.&lt;br /&gt;Here is his 5 month picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SeoqkWcGg4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/P8HRCDefa4w/s1600-h/5+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SeoqkWcGg4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/P8HRCDefa4w/s320/5+months.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326116313306137474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 2&lt;br /&gt;We went to College Station for Easter. Even though it was a short weekend we had a good time. For some reason I don't have any good pictures of Cason in his Easter outfit on Easter day. Cason went to church with us and did a great job sleeping through the service. He only tooted once! &lt;br /&gt;Easter had a different meaning to me this year. Knowing that God sent his only Son to die on the cross and take away our sins if we ask is so amazing to me. I could never imgaine knowing that would be Cason's fate. &lt;br /&gt;Here are some Easter pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SeosacV6wHI/AAAAAAAAASM/QocaguS6-vM/s1600-h/easter+basket.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SeosacV6wHI/AAAAAAAAASM/QocaguS6-vM/s320/easter+basket.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326118342115377266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SeosFlDEZ3I/AAAAAAAAASE/rp7LIP07DqQ/s1600-h/cason+in+basket.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SeosFlDEZ3I/AAAAAAAAASE/rp7LIP07DqQ/s320/cason+in+basket.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326117983674984306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SeosvLGSyqI/AAAAAAAAASU/m6MJ7tFndvQ/s1600-h/easter+bunny.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SeosvLGSyqI/AAAAAAAAASU/m6MJ7tFndvQ/s320/easter+bunny.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326118698263693986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7790413602389818336?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7790413602389818336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7790413602389818336' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7790413602389818336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7790413602389818336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-months-old-and-easter.html' title='5 months old and Easter'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SeoqkWcGg4I/AAAAAAAAAR8/P8HRCDefa4w/s72-c/5+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6568232841615003300</id><published>2009-04-05T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:01:15.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Attempt at Bluebonnet Pictures</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we took Cason to get his first bluebonnet pictures taken. It was a little challenging becuase he can't sit up by himself yet and I was worried about bees and snakes getting him! It was also really windy and Cason likes to "taste" the wind so there were a lot of pictures with his mouth open and his eyes closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdkLrAD8LiI/AAAAAAAAARU/GClKoRLVEU0/s1600-h/DSC01071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdkLrAD8LiI/AAAAAAAAARU/GClKoRLVEU0/s320/DSC01071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321297268093759010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdkMIQ4graI/AAAAAAAAARc/NGZ8_d_IFnY/s1600-h/DSC01080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdkMIQ4graI/AAAAAAAAARc/NGZ8_d_IFnY/s320/DSC01080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321297770825428386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdkMiftjbuI/AAAAAAAAARk/4X9jYfkkf7c/s1600-h/DSC01083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdkMiftjbuI/AAAAAAAAARk/4X9jYfkkf7c/s320/DSC01083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321298221482602210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdkM3zjXqPI/AAAAAAAAARs/Sb6QU88yUrM/s1600-h/DSC01086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdkM3zjXqPI/AAAAAAAAARs/Sb6QU88yUrM/s320/DSC01086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321298587585849586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdkNTC0Z7kI/AAAAAAAAAR0/plXSFVV0sHY/s1600-h/DSC01069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdkNTC0Z7kI/AAAAAAAAAR0/plXSFVV0sHY/s320/DSC01069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321299055540301378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6568232841615003300?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6568232841615003300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6568232841615003300' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6568232841615003300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6568232841615003300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/04/1st-attempt-at-bluebonnet-pictures.html' title='1st Attempt at Bluebonnet Pictures'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdkLrAD8LiI/AAAAAAAAARU/GClKoRLVEU0/s72-c/DSC01071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-129519666524171927</id><published>2009-04-01T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:43:01.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandad and BeBe Came to Visit</title><content type='html'>My mom and dad came to visit this past weekend. Cason was spoiled rotten and so were Toby and I. My parents let us sleep late! YEA! I think it's weird that sleeping to 9 is sleeping late these days. A couple of years ago that would have been waking up early! I'm getting old.....&lt;br /&gt;Grandad, BeBe, and the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdQIfEs9QnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GjPZH7OUf_s/s1600-h/Grandad+BeBe+and+the+boys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdQIfEs9QnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GjPZH7OUf_s/s320/Grandad+BeBe+and+the+boys.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319886389762671218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason and Reid hangin at the restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdQIudLyIWI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/htcsNrFtBIY/s1600-h/Cason+and+Reid+Eating.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdQIudLyIWI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/htcsNrFtBIY/s320/Cason+and+Reid+Eating.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319886654032453986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Pics of the Week&lt;br /&gt;Cason playing in his bumbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdQJMJCGuHI/AAAAAAAAARE/awCgx3qlQxM/s1600-h/bumbo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdQJMJCGuHI/AAAAAAAAARE/awCgx3qlQxM/s320/bumbo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319887164019226738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason on his tummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdQJmYODHFI/AAAAAAAAARM/fgJflH2bvWs/s1600-h/cute.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdQJmYODHFI/AAAAAAAAARM/fgJflH2bvWs/s320/cute.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319887614772452434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-129519666524171927?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/129519666524171927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=129519666524171927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/129519666524171927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/129519666524171927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/04/grandad-and-bebe-came-to-visit.html' title='Grandad and BeBe Came to Visit'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SdQIfEs9QnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/GjPZH7OUf_s/s72-c/Grandad+BeBe+and+the+boys.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-3430468182756492385</id><published>2009-03-25T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T16:25:19.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Kind Of Post</title><content type='html'>Ever since becoming a mom, my heart has been burdended to pray for babies and their families who are either very sick or who have become angels in Heaven. These incrediable moms have blogs and are commited to sharing thier relationship with God even though they are going through an unimaganable time in thier lives. Reading thier thoughts has help to strengthen my relationship with God. &lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the blogs. They are very sad stories but all the moms have wonderful messages of trust, prayer, and glorifying God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first one is a friend of mine. Her and her husband used to be in our small group at church before they moved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thethreeroberts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Baby Isaac&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;Baby Stellan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kargfamilyupdates.blogspot.com/"&gt;Baby Veyiah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audreycaroline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Baby Audrey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-3430468182756492385?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/3430468182756492385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=3430468182756492385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3430468182756492385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3430468182756492385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/03/different-kind-of-post.html' title='Different Kind Of Post'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-5433514330841261164</id><published>2009-03-22T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:03:26.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip to Lubbock!</title><content type='html'>Cason made his first trip to Lubbock this week. The drive normally takes about 6hours and we made it in 7 hours this time. That's not too bad! He did great in the car. Although, he had twice as many poopie diapers as he normaly does. I think that it was his way of getting to get out of his carseat on the drive. &lt;br /&gt;When we made it to Lubbock Cason met his Aunt Tory, Uncle Thomas and cousins Tamra, Travis, and Ethan. He also got to spend quality time with his Granny and Papaw. &lt;br /&gt;Papaw with all of his grandkids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScbAZKnxlBI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-tDYJgw4ZVs/s1600-h/grandkids.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScbAZKnxlBI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-tDYJgw4ZVs/s320/grandkids.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316147948737893394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamra with Cason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScbA0vONXkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/atIQyRT-omY/s1600-h/tamra.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScbA0vONXkI/AAAAAAAAAQU/atIQyRT-omY/s320/tamra.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316148422419242562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis with Cason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScbCKbnmSUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Axe8eWNIWEQ/s1600-h/travis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScbCKbnmSUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Axe8eWNIWEQ/s320/travis.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316149894625773890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason also got to meet some good family friends of mine. Uncle Fred, Aunt Sharon, Jennie, Matt, and Madilyn.&lt;br /&gt;Cason and Madilyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScbBqqqW8OI/AAAAAAAAAQk/qYabzbLArPU/s1600-h/madilyn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScbBqqqW8OI/AAAAAAAAAQk/qYabzbLArPU/s320/madilyn.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316149348908069090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason loved getting to meet all of his Lubbock family and he told me he can't wait to go back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-5433514330841261164?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/5433514330841261164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=5433514330841261164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5433514330841261164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5433514330841261164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-trip-to-lubbock.html' title='First Trip to Lubbock!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScbAZKnxlBI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-tDYJgw4ZVs/s72-c/grandkids.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-128631947603254688</id><published>2009-03-20T11:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T11:24:22.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Months Old and A Lot of Firsts</title><content type='html'>I am getting to spend some good quality time with Cason this week because I am on my spring break. I love being at home with him and I can't wait until I can stay home with him this summer!&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday Cason turned 4 months old. We went to the pediatrician and found out he weighs 13 lbs. 14. oz. (25th percentile) and he is 24 inches long (90th percentile).He has rolled over both ways now and he is discovering that he loves playing with toys. It is so much fun to watch him learn new things. &lt;br /&gt;4 months old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScPbT0h1W2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/L-Z3P200kEs/s1600-h/4+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScPbT0h1W2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/L-Z3P200kEs/s320/4+months.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315333118791867234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a blast this week trying out new things. Cason played in his exersaucer for the first time. He stayed it in about 10 min. before he got tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScPdOrCYJ7I/AAAAAAAAAP8/20wG5oRpNCw/s1600-h/exersaucer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScPdOrCYJ7I/AAAAAAAAAP8/20wG5oRpNCw/s320/exersaucer.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315335229367920562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also tried to eat his first cereal. That didn't go over very well. Every time we put the spoon in his mouth he got the worst look on his face. I think he is still tongue thrusting so we will wait another week or two to try again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScPeWj9NkfI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dINtpdVlYQM/s1600-h/first+cereal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScPeWj9NkfI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dINtpdVlYQM/s320/first+cereal.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315336464417788402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason traveled to Lubbock for the first time too but I will post pictures of that later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-128631947603254688?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/128631947603254688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=128631947603254688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/128631947603254688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/128631947603254688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/03/4-months-old-and-lot-of-firsts.html' title='4 Months Old and A Lot of Firsts'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/ScPbT0h1W2I/AAAAAAAAAP0/L-Z3P200kEs/s72-c/4+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-475581282367016965</id><published>2009-03-08T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:16:49.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Father, Like Son</title><content type='html'>I was sick a couple of weekends ago so Toby and Cason had TONS of father/son bonding time. In fact they have had so much time together that they even started dressing alike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sb6XCRgNSoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Rr3Awpwcopg/s1600-h/DAD+SON.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sb6XCRgNSoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Rr3Awpwcopg/s320/DAD+SON.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313850675657788034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sb6XTyzOMjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/T_78toEgKck/s1600-h/DAD+SON+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sb6XTyzOMjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/T_78toEgKck/s320/DAD+SON+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313850976653685298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sb6XeBPrwwI/AAAAAAAAAPs/nYxaAo-me3E/s1600-h/DAD+SON+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sb6XeBPrwwI/AAAAAAAAAPs/nYxaAo-me3E/s320/DAD+SON+3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313851152329851650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-475581282367016965?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/475581282367016965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=475581282367016965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/475581282367016965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/475581282367016965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/03/like-father-like-son.html' title='Like Father, Like Son'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sb6XCRgNSoI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Rr3Awpwcopg/s72-c/DAD+SON.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7736001510137227000</id><published>2009-03-03T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:17:07.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cason Rolled Over!</title><content type='html'>Yup, you read right. My exceptional baby rolled over at 3 1/2 months! I don't have a picture of it yet so this really cute picture will have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason also found his feet last week. Toby has seen him sucking on his toe but I have yet to wittness that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sa3kOzgWF0I/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZiQHdB-YB6A/s1600-h/feet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sa3kOzgWF0I/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZiQHdB-YB6A/s320/feet.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309150478734858050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7736001510137227000?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7736001510137227000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7736001510137227000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7736001510137227000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7736001510137227000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/03/cason-rolled-over.html' title='Cason Rolled Over!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/Sa3kOzgWF0I/AAAAAAAAAPU/ZiQHdB-YB6A/s72-c/feet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-8789775327796865649</id><published>2009-03-01T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:10:40.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hodge Podge</title><content type='html'>I have several pictures to show you this week. The first, and most exciting, is pictures of the first time Cason met his cousin Reid. Reid is now a week and 2 days old. He is sooooo tiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SasD3Ey7bPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YbjfAFjOAEY/s1600-h/meeting+reid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SasD3Ey7bPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YbjfAFjOAEY/s320/meeting+reid.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308340830501301490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SasEDXiDyUI/AAAAAAAAAOs/f7EIqtF9CA0/s1600-h/meeting+reid+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SasEDXiDyUI/AAAAAAAAAOs/f7EIqtF9CA0/s320/meeting+reid+(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308341041689250114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our little burrito baby. Many of you have heard me talk about the Miracle Blanket. I LOVE it! Cason LOVES it! It helps him go to sleep fast and stay asleep for the most part. Toby and I call it the baby straight jacket. Cason's pediatrician recommend it to us at our 1 week well visit. He has used it every night since then. Now the only problem is that he is going to out grow it and we won't know how to get him to sleep. We can't swaddle him forever. Can we? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SasFfZ9corI/AAAAAAAAAO0/0KZLCI5rTw0/s1600-h/burrito+baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SasFfZ9corI/AAAAAAAAAO0/0KZLCI5rTw0/s320/burrito+baby.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308342622888960690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is daddy/Cason playtime. Toby can use just about anything to make hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SasGIbg-DXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/gAZpFkRCzSw/s1600-h/burp+cloth+hat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SasGIbg-DXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/gAZpFkRCzSw/s320/burp+cloth+hat.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308343327681023346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason is a really happy baby. He fusses when he's hungry or tired and that's just about it. BUT, every once in a while this happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SasGxB8QhJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/YfD_Uu1IHfQ/s1600-h/mad+baby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SasGxB8QhJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/YfD_Uu1IHfQ/s320/mad+baby.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308344025190794386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby was making elephant sounds and apparently Cason did not like that!&lt;br /&gt;Here is the cute picture of the week! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SasHYX7rW_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/J4ZGU7qS1zo/s1600-h/sleeping+cason.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SasHYX7rW_I/AAAAAAAAAPM/J4ZGU7qS1zo/s320/sleeping+cason.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308344701108837362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-8789775327796865649?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/8789775327796865649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=8789775327796865649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8789775327796865649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/8789775327796865649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/03/hodge-podge.html' title='Hodge Podge'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SasD3Ey7bPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YbjfAFjOAEY/s72-c/meeting+reid.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6399205803847956294</id><published>2009-02-20T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:38:56.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cason Has a New Cousin!</title><content type='html'>My sister had her baby today! His name is Reid William. He weighed 7lbs 9 oz and was 18 in. long. He is a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SZ8wooDCUaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/3xYf8C2Lmu8/s1600-h/DSC00920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SZ8wooDCUaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/3xYf8C2Lmu8/s320/DSC00920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305012360568787362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6399205803847956294?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6399205803847956294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6399205803847956294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6399205803847956294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6399205803847956294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/02/cason-has-new-cousin.html' title='Cason Has a New Cousin!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SZ8wooDCUaI/AAAAAAAAAOE/3xYf8C2Lmu8/s72-c/DSC00920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-2364499269985603127</id><published>2009-02-18T18:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:22:24.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Squirt is 3 months old!</title><content type='html'>Today is Cason's 3 month birthday. I can't belive that he is already that old! I think I say that in almost every post! He is smiling more than ever now. He has also started laughing these deep belly laughs that only his daddy can make him do. His new trick is using his hands to pull his bottle in his mouth. He has almost found his feet. He loves it when people play with them. I am waiting for the day when he grabs hold of them and sucks on his toes! Here is his 3 month picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SZzBL5IhdSI/AAAAAAAAAN0/3VRx-Y4yobg/s1600-h/3+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SZzBL5IhdSI/AAAAAAAAAN0/3VRx-Y4yobg/s320/3+months.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304326871194891554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute picture of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SZzBlbFrtDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3ZSMDuSWUAw/s1600-h/DSC00880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SZzBlbFrtDI/AAAAAAAAAN8/3ZSMDuSWUAw/s320/DSC00880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304327309806515250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Cason is going to have a new cousin on Friday! He can't wait to meet Willy McFarland. That's not really his name!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-2364499269985603127?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/2364499269985603127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=2364499269985603127' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2364499269985603127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/2364499269985603127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-squirt-is-3-months-old.html' title='Little Squirt is 3 months old!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SZzBL5IhdSI/AAAAAAAAAN0/3VRx-Y4yobg/s72-c/3+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-905190946152633991</id><published>2009-02-07T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:24:22.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you say Germs?</title><content type='html'>I am sooooo glad it's the weekend! This week has been crazy at school. Last week my classroom flooded b/c of a busted pipe in a water fountain. Then this week the entire school has come down with either the flu, strep, stomach virus, or upper respiratory infection. I swear you need a hazmat suit to enter the building. Luckily Cason has managed to stay well even though I am having upper respiratory problems. Every day this week I come home, leave Cason in his car seat and shower all the germs away! It probably doesn't' do that much good but it makes me feel better. Even though this week was really hard and I had a couple of bad days every time I look at Cason I immediately forget all of my troubles and am instantly happy. How could you not be happy after looking at this sweet face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SY3rLpn_IOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lu-9FQSCpmA/s1600-h/bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SY3rLpn_IOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lu-9FQSCpmA/s320/bear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300150921869598946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SY3ryurEejI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6Ua4HaKq6NY/s1600-h/DSC00846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SY3ryurEejI/AAAAAAAAAMo/6Ua4HaKq6NY/s320/DSC00846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300151593239607858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what we caught Cason doing this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SY3tH6fdAlI/AAAAAAAAAM4/g1I5_SS6fYc/s1600-h/DSC00857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SY3tH6fdAlI/AAAAAAAAAM4/g1I5_SS6fYc/s320/DSC00857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300153056700990034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SY3s1uWOiPI/AAAAAAAAAMw/25CtzFkAsTw/s1600-h/DSC00855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SY3s1uWOiPI/AAAAAAAAAMw/25CtzFkAsTw/s320/DSC00855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300152744203421938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucking his thumb!&lt;br /&gt;This probably isn't a habit that is good for him but it is so darn cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-905190946152633991?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/905190946152633991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=905190946152633991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/905190946152633991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/905190946152633991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-you-say-germs.html' title='Can you say Germs?'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SY3rLpn_IOI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lu-9FQSCpmA/s72-c/bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-164224577526146768</id><published>2009-01-25T13:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:38:52.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diaper Helmet</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Toby was changing Cason's diaper which is always a little bit amusing (he sings and dances for Cason during diaper changing duty). This is what I saw when I walked in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXzXzMmOQuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2DlbZW0sGr8/s1600-h/diaper+helmet.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXzXzMmOQuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2DlbZW0sGr8/s320/diaper+helmet.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295344536435704546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXzYH3lmqmI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hEm9_xLZGyw/s1600-h/diaper+helmet+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXzYH3lmqmI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hEm9_xLZGyw/s320/diaper+helmet+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295344891573217890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, it's a clean diaper. Apparently he gets a diaper helmet every time daddy changes his diaper. I'm not sure what the helmet is protecting him from. Maybe I don't want to know. :)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Cason met a new milestone! He brought a rattle to his mouth and sucked on it several times! He played with it for about 15 min. I am so proud of my baby boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXzZZABgWQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/dbMBPEuxrbI/s1600-h/DSC00795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXzZZABgWQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/dbMBPEuxrbI/s320/DSC00795.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295346285407131906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXzZ3ilF9fI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/oX3_Ztoxk84/s1600-h/DSC00796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXzZ3ilF9fI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/oX3_Ztoxk84/s320/DSC00796.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295346810079278578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the random picture of the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXzaL2fqqWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/u7BN0ez9jyA/s1600-h/milk+drunk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXzaL2fqqWI/AAAAAAAAAMY/u7BN0ez9jyA/s320/milk+drunk.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295347159022610786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our milk drunk baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, thank you for all of your prayers, email, and texts last week as I started back to work. It went really smoothly! I cried when I dropped Cason off on Tues. morning but only a little bit. I didn't completely lose it like I had expected to. Cason is doing really great with his babysitter. He likes watching the other kids play.&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray for the Palmer family that I mentioned in the previous post. Morgan passed away this week but now she is pain free in heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-164224577526146768?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/164224577526146768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=164224577526146768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/164224577526146768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/164224577526146768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/01/diaper-helmet.html' title='Diaper Helmet'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXzXzMmOQuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/2DlbZW0sGr8/s72-c/diaper+helmet.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-377320102025703652</id><published>2009-01-19T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:04:06.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months Old and Pooping During Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXTZjJA92mI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8FbC5tvZAZ8/s1600-h/2+months.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXTZjJA92mI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8FbC5tvZAZ8/s320/2+months.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293094659805796962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Cason's 2 month birthday! He is growing and changing like crazy. At his 2 month doctor appt. he weighed 11 lbs and 5 oz and was almost 23 inches long. He still has a tiny head which is stressing his daddy out but the doctor told me that tiny heads can have big brains so there is nothing to worry about! He is smiling, laughing, and talking all the time now. He has also found his hands and enjoys sucking on them and licking them. Who knew hands could be so fun? Toby and I decided that we are both going to quit our jobs and stay at home. Then our only job will be to make Cason smile and laugh! Here are some attempts to catch that wonderful smile! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXTaL-_OUHI/AAAAAAAAALY/vLyQ6OlNkBA/s1600-h/smile+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXTaL-_OUHI/AAAAAAAAALY/vLyQ6OlNkBA/s320/smile+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293095361488769138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXTa0juOkeI/AAAAAAAAALg/knOHH2bH3PE/s1600-h/smiling.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXTa0juOkeI/AAAAAAAAALg/knOHH2bH3PE/s320/smiling.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293096058544361954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXTb6KR9cXI/AAAAAAAAALo/Dp4mB9892VY/s1600-h/stretch.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXTb6KR9cXI/AAAAAAAAALo/Dp4mB9892VY/s320/stretch.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293097254305755506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought this picture was cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was also Cason's first time to go to church. We took him to our Sunday school class because I am not ready to leave him in the nursery. During prayer our little stinker decided that it was a good time to have a dirty diaper. It was a blow out and everyone in the class heard it! There were a lot of snickers and looks our way. I think that Cason wanted to announce that he was there!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is going to be a sad sad day. I go back to work full time. I think it is going to kill me. I have always said that I didn't want to be a stay at home mom because I enjoy my work and honestly it sounded boring to me. Now that Cason is here I totally understand why moms stay at home with their children. I don't want to miss out on his smiles and laughs. I don't want him to get sick from other children at his babysitters house. I just want to protect him and spend every minute with him. I don't want him to think that I have abandoned him. Unfortunately staying at home is not in our budget so I keep telling myself that moms go to work everyday and their children still love them and are happy. If you don't mind, I would appreciate your prayers as I return to work this week!&lt;br /&gt;While I am on the subject of praying....&lt;br /&gt;There is a little girl named Morgan Palmer and her family who need lots of prayers right now. Her sister was in my class a few years ago and Morgan probably would have been in my class last year but they moved to Utah. Morgan was diagnosed with brain tumor a year ago and her family has decided to stop all treatment because the tumor is growing and they have exhausted all treatment possibilities. Morgan is declining quite rapidly now. I know her family could use all the prayers they can get. You can read more about them at &lt;a href="http:/www.caringbridge.org/visit/morganpalmer"&gt;http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/morganpalmer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-377320102025703652?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/377320102025703652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=377320102025703652' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/377320102025703652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/377320102025703652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/01/2-months-old-and-pooping-during-prayer.html' title='2 Months Old and Pooping During Prayer'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXTZjJA92mI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8FbC5tvZAZ8/s72-c/2+months.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-9081574284479504191</id><published>2009-01-15T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:25:16.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cason's First Outing</title><content type='html'>Those of you who have talked to me lately know that I am scared to take Cason out anywhere. I worry that he will get sick. Well over the New Years weekend I decided that I had to get over my fears and just do it. So....Cason's first outing was going to eat at Rosa's in College Station! Since then he has gone to Blue Bakers, Wings and More, Toby's work, Hobby Lobby, Texas Road House and then to his first day at daycare. Really it was only a couple of hours at daycare, but it's a start right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXD6pTrz87I/AAAAAAAAAKE/SuZPxvdW2bE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXD6pTrz87I/AAAAAAAAAKE/SuZPxvdW2bE/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292005149725946802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cason at Rosa's in College Station&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-9081574284479504191?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/9081574284479504191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=9081574284479504191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/9081574284479504191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/9081574284479504191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/01/casons-first-outing.html' title='Cason&apos;s First Outing'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXD6pTrz87I/AAAAAAAAAKE/SuZPxvdW2bE/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-6102231870241850277</id><published>2009-01-09T12:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:07:30.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Rocks</title><content type='html'>I just realized that I haven't bragged about what a good daddy Toby is to Cason. He loves his son so much. He is willing to do anything for him. You should hear all the nicknames he gives Cason. The poor boy may never know his name!&lt;br /&gt;Toby is also a wonderful husband. He stays up late with Cason so I can get some sleep. He also gave me 2 great Christmas presents this year. A date night with him and a massage. Actually Cason gave me the massage for Christmas. Toby informed me that it was Cason's idea and it came out of his allowance. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you Toby for being the best daddy and husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXTc9DTytOI/AAAAAAAAALw/Y5-NwBTmjic/s1600-h/sleeping.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXTc9DTytOI/AAAAAAAAALw/Y5-NwBTmjic/s320/sleeping.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293098403485627618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I found one afternoon. Cason loves taking naps with his daddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-6102231870241850277?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/6102231870241850277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=6102231870241850277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6102231870241850277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/6102231870241850277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/01/daddy-rocks.html' title='Daddy Rocks'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXTc9DTytOI/AAAAAAAAALw/Y5-NwBTmjic/s72-c/sleeping.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-7368376980607559666</id><published>2009-01-07T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T18:10:03.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cason's Photo Shoot</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures of the photo shoot that we had Dec. 14.&lt;br /&gt;They turned out sooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ec.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=3386706919785793772&amp;amp;site=widget-ec.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919785793772&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ec.slide.com/p1/3386706919785793772/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=3386706919785793772&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ec.slide.com/p2/3386706919785793772/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=3386706919785793772&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ec.slide.com/p4/3386706919785793772/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo's by earthmamaphotography.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-7368376980607559666?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/7368376980607559666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=7368376980607559666' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7368376980607559666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/7368376980607559666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2009/01/casons-photo-shoot.html' title='Cason&apos;s Photo Shoot'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-5059072951115524833</id><published>2008-12-27T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T17:36:18.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with Cason</title><content type='html'>I hope you all had a very Merry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;. This Christmas was the best Christmas I have ever had. We stayed here in Dallas and went over to Allison and Brian's on Christmas day because Allison is still on bed rest. It was a different Christmas but a great one! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was spoiled rotten as usual. His Grandad and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BeBe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got him and MP3 player with classical musical and nursery rhymes already on it. Now we are jamming out to the songs. His Granny and Papaw got him his first Bible with his name engraved on it. His great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Geema&lt;/span&gt; got him a really cool toy. His Aunt Allison and Uncle Brian got him a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bumbo&lt;/span&gt;. His Aunt Tory got him a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;swaddling&lt;/span&gt; blanket. We got him a Miracle Blanket (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, that is really for us, I will have to have a post about the blanket later. It really is a miracle!) Santa gave &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; some toys!&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVa1SZZmc7I/AAAAAAAAAIs/4vcjtuzcXXM/s1600-h/DSC00736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284610540426392498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVa1SZZmc7I/AAAAAAAAAIs/4vcjtuzcXXM/s200/DSC00736.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa came to visit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVavPcgxz5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/7JUPCPve3Jg/s1600-h/DSC00732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284603892652429202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVavPcgxz5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/7JUPCPve3Jg/s200/DSC00732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284604518242337922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVavz3BCRII/AAAAAAAAAH8/x9GPBwJUB58/s200/IMG_3281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cason's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; pajamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVawSGltqnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/XIGk7xCLmHs/s1600-h/IMG_3248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284605037818784370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVawSGltqnI/AAAAAAAAAIE/XIGk7xCLmHs/s200/IMG_3248.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVawu6sEFLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zRF9agnlvLM/s1600-h/IMG_3300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284605532840400050" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVawu6sEFLI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zRF9agnlvLM/s200/IMG_3300.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVaxFUOaQxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/w4cyNvC2kro/s1600-h/IMG_3319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 134px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284605917652468498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVaxFUOaQxI/AAAAAAAAAIU/w4cyNvC2kro/s200/IMG_3319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; gave me a massage for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; and this really sweet note! My 5 week old can write already! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVayYtE-H9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/0snaBOPKCOo/s1600-h/IMG_3350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284607350252904402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVayYtE-H9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/0snaBOPKCOo/s200/IMG_3350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVay2YUxyLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/yJgiyAQGHgY/s1600-h/IMG_3353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284607860078135474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVay2YUxyLI/AAAAAAAAAIk/yJgiyAQGHgY/s200/IMG_3353.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Photo's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-5059072951115524833?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/5059072951115524833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=5059072951115524833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5059072951115524833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/5059072951115524833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-with-cason.html' title='Christmas with Cason'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SVa1SZZmc7I/AAAAAAAAAIs/4vcjtuzcXXM/s72-c/DSC00736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-3244466808173501644</id><published>2008-12-18T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T18:31:48.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Month Old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can't believe that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; is already 1 month old. 1 month ago at this time (8:00pm) I was not feeling well at all. I was ready to meet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; and ready to not be pregnant anymore. I had no idea at that time how much my life would change in a matter of hours! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every day I thank God for giving Toby and I such a precious boy. It is humbling to think about how God picked us to be parents of someone so special. I always feel like pinching my self b/c sometimes I feel like I'm dreaming. I am in awe of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt; and how much he can do at a month old. He is holding his head up for short periods of time, when he is on his tummy he can turn his head from side to side, and he track Toby and I as we walk across the room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SUsHOfGhe4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_iW7xCqQxNo/s1600-h/1+month.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281322933470460802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SUsHOfGhe4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_iW7xCqQxNo/s200/1+month.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 month old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, remember my sister in your prayers. She is on bed rest right now. She is 30 weeks and needs to make it to at least 34 weeks. I am trying to talk her into creating blog. It's not like she has anything better to do, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-3244466808173501644?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/3244466808173501644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=3244466808173501644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3244466808173501644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/3244466808173501644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2008/12/1-month-old.html' title='1 Month Old!'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SUsHOfGhe4I/AAAAAAAAAHs/_iW7xCqQxNo/s72-c/1+month.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7821806367679506774.post-1644610998151046390</id><published>2008-12-15T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:53:26.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak Peak</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful photographer out to our house to take pictures of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cason&lt;/span&gt;. The pictures are not quite ready yet but she posted a few of them on her blog. Here is the link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.earthmamaphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.earthmamaphotography.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7821806367679506774-1644610998151046390?l=stunkards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/feeds/1644610998151046390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7821806367679506774&amp;postID=1644610998151046390' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/1644610998151046390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7821806367679506774/posts/default/1644610998151046390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stunkards.blogspot.com/2008/12/sneak-peak.html' title='Sneak Peak'/><author><name>sarah s</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00303343214404891104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UWCaMyxkaNw/SXEMJynOW5I/AAAAAAAAAKw/eLNW3oWNSGc/S220/DSC00472.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
