<?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-7171829980911023848</id><updated>2011-09-08T10:18:42.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ten thousand holes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>492</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-5583205535261350610</id><published>2011-08-22T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T16:28:27.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayla's First Day of Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IjFmV4iRDI/TlLTKtmey1I/AAAAAAAAADU/HuYsBLng4bE/s1600/Ayla+First+Day+of+School+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IjFmV4iRDI/TlLTKtmey1I/AAAAAAAAADU/HuYsBLng4bE/s640/Ayla+First+Day+of+School+2.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xgh3-4Q8WQo/TlLTDO9XBbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3pKTGgVaO2o/s1600/Ayla+First+Day+of+School+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qaa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xgh3-4Q8WQo/TlLTDO9XBbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/3pKTGgVaO2o/s640/Ayla+First+Day+of+School+1.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_XWjN-e56Bo/TlLTUEcaBQI/AAAAAAAAADY/dQMoIO7Tzpg/s1600/Ayla+First+Day+of+School+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qaa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_XWjN-e56Bo/TlLTUEcaBQI/AAAAAAAAADY/dQMoIO7Tzpg/s640/Ayla+First+Day+of+School+3.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ayla started Kindergarten today. She has begged to go to school since she was two, so today was a dream come true for her!&amp;nbsp; I kept expecting her to get nervous at some point, but nope, no nerves at all... she must be her father's daughter. She jumped out of bed this morning with a big grin on her face and said "I can't even stop smiling!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zz0N-Bjwezw/TlLTbXVF56I/AAAAAAAAADc/-FztFmoA78M/s1600/Ayla+First+Day+of+School+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" qaa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zz0N-Bjwezw/TlLTbXVF56I/AAAAAAAAADc/-FztFmoA78M/s640/Ayla+First+Day+of+School+4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VHX11ACk0SM/TlLTjphgSMI/AAAAAAAAADg/WYs0x2Ix8Vk/s1600/Ayla+First+Day+of+School+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" qaa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VHX11ACk0SM/TlLTjphgSMI/AAAAAAAAADg/WYs0x2Ix8Vk/s640/Ayla+First+Day+of+School+5.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today was the first day of school, but it was a short day and the parents got to come, so next Monday will be her real first day on her own. She made friends, drew a picture of herself, colored, did a craft project, and took a little tour of the school and the play ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week Tony and Tayvie also start school.&amp;nbsp;Tony starts at SLCC on Wednesday and will eventually transfer to the U to get his Bachelor's Degree in Electrical Engineering. Tayvie starts her second semester at the U doing speech therapy, and then will also start preschool next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be interesting to keep track of all their schedules... especially when the new baby comes! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-5583205535261350610?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5583205535261350610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2011/08/aylas-first-day-of-kindergarten.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5583205535261350610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5583205535261350610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2011/08/aylas-first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='Ayla&apos;s First Day of Kindergarten'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IjFmV4iRDI/TlLTKtmey1I/AAAAAAAAADU/HuYsBLng4bE/s72-c/Ayla+First+Day+of+School+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-7020562903314317697</id><published>2010-07-28T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:30.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Summer Summer Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla-20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm not so good at keeping up with what we're up to.  Probably because I can barely keep up with all we've been up to in the first place.  It's summer, need I say more?  But it's good.  It's really, really good.&lt;br /&gt; Ummm, I'm getting nowhere with this post! Tayvie's insisting on seeing the picture of herself so much so that I can't type cause we have to keep scrolling up to see her beautiful blurry little face!  So, I'm giving up and glad I atleast got pictures up and a couple sentences out whether they make sense or not :). &lt;br /&gt; Hope everybody is having a fabulous summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-7020562903314317697?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7020562903314317697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-summer-summer-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7020562903314317697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7020562903314317697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer-summer-summer-time.html' title='Summer Summer Summer Time'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-5178588985993186699</id><published>2010-07-14T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:30.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/PM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/PM2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/PM2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really don't have words to describe how I felt watching Paul McCartney play on Tuesday night. It was so surreal to see an actual living legend in person. When I was young, young, young I remember singing&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;songs from &lt;em&gt;Please Please Me,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Sgt Pepper's, Abby Road,&lt;/em&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;em&gt; The White Album.&lt;/em&gt; My parents had several Beatles records and we loved to play them. When I was older my favorite movies were &lt;em&gt;Help&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;A Hard Days Night, &lt;/em&gt;I had them memorized. I also collected all of The Beatles songs I could find and, as those were the days of the cassette tape, I would listen to &lt;em&gt;Breakfast with The Beatles&lt;/em&gt; every Sunday morning and record all the songs. I read books, learned to play their songs on the piano and the guitar, I watched biographies and anthologies, I drew countless portraits of John, Paul, George, &amp;amp; Ringo...I was a fan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And last night I got to see the one and only Sir Paul McCartney live in concert!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had heard that he puts on an amazing show, and I believed it, but it was even better than I had expected! This man is 68 years old, but he sings and sounds like he always has, he dances and moves just like he did in those old movies. He was so full of energy! He would bounce from guitar up a few stairs to the piano and after almost every song he would pump his hands up in the air and say "Thank you!" He was silly... classic silly Paul things... just random silly things he would say. He also told stories about other legends, he mentioned &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eric Clapton&lt;/span&gt;, told a story about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jimi Hendrix&lt;/span&gt;, talked about &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;John&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;George&lt;/span&gt;. He played songs from his solo albums, songs from &lt;em&gt;Wings&lt;/em&gt;... he did a little &lt;em&gt;Foxy Lady&lt;/em&gt;, and of course a whole bunch of Beatles' songs. &lt;em&gt;Hey Jude, Let It Be, Drive My Car, Something &lt;/em&gt;(one of my very favorites!), &lt;em&gt;I've Just Seen A Face, Yesterday, Back In The USSR, A Day In The Life, Black Bird, I've Got A Feeling, Day Tripper, Get Back, Helter Skelter, Sgt Peppers, And I Love Her, Lady Madonna, Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da, Paperback Writer,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;The End &lt;/em&gt;and a few more&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;The best thing though? He did not stop! He played a solid 2 hours and 45 minutes without a break! His band left the stage a couple times while he performed by himself, but he played almost 3 straight hours! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During &lt;em&gt;Live and Let Die &lt;/em&gt;the front of the stage lit up in flames and fireworks exploded from behind the stage. There were fun moments of story telling and sing alongs, and then amazing all out rocking out. It seemed obvious that he still loves what he does and I love that he came to Salt Lake and did it. This was definately a once in a lifetime sort of thing for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-5178588985993186699?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5178588985993186699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-music.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5178588985993186699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5178588985993186699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-music.html' title='I Love Music'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6901716679137641181</id><published>2010-07-02T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swedish Pancakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/SwedishPancakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/SwedishPancakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just what you wanted: A dark grainy webcam photo of me making swedish pancakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been 3 whole months since my last post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So much has changed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have so much to share, I don't know where to start!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not only the big changes in our lives, (and there are plenty of those) but all the little day to day things too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like how Tayvie is on her 3rd outfit of the day and it's only 11:00 am (nope, it's not that she has spilled on them or anything... she just changes her clothes about every hour).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like how we have a NEW nephew &amp;amp; a NEW niece!!!...and we are so excited about them we can hardly stand it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like how Ayla and Tayvie started preschool and love it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like how our little Lyndlee is 7 months old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like how Tony just got promoted to a supervisor at L3!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like how I am the owner of a very well loved Nikon D40 with 3 BROKEN lenses! (&amp;amp; 0 working ones)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like our little trip to Snowbird last month...that was heavenly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like our 3 1/2 week vacation at Tony's parent's new house in West Jordan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like how we spent a week with the girls cousins and all the fun and pictures we got!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like how Aunt Julie sent all three girls rockin' Beatles tee's on the very day we were going to the Imagine concert!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those things are all much more exciting, but since I don't know where to start, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I'd just tell you about our obsession with Swedish Pancakes since I'm cooking them right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I was growing up &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(which is in the past, cause I'm not growing up any more&lt;/em&gt;),&lt;/span&gt; my dad use to make Swedish Pancakes on Saturday mornings... but not every Saturday morning, cause they take so long. So we were always super excited when it was a Swedish Pancake Saturday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now they're Ayla's favorite food. She begs for them almost every meal. I usually make a big batch once a week and keep them in the fridge so they're handy for breakfast. Ayla and Tayvie love to help me add the ingredience and stir. I love cooking in our new kitchen, we have a great big bar for the girls to sit at and help with everything, and lots of counter space. Last week, we were out of flour &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(my big Lehi Roller Mills bag of flour got lost in the move...anyone know where it is?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Ayla knocked on 5 neighbors doors before we found any! But we found some so life was good for the 4 year old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's my recipe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A whole bunch of sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 cups of milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 cups of flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 cap full of vegetable oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a really, really hot griddle coated with butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I put butter and powdered sugar on mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ayla and Tayvie like butter &amp;amp; syrup on theirs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tony will some times put butter and jam on his.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep, not the most healthy thing in the world, but they are super yummy!!! One of my big goals is to get back to healthier eating, it's been a little tricky to do that the last little while, but we're getting settled now and we're doing good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe you should tell me what you want to hear about first...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-6901716679137641181?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6901716679137641181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/07/swedish-pancakes.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6901716679137641181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6901716679137641181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/07/swedish-pancakes.html' title='Swedish Pancakes'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-8093662416264159021</id><published>2010-04-05T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Dresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/S7oHXDEph4I/AAAAAAAAF8M/lvX5bsoYw34/s1600/Untitled-1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456681991055968130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/S7oHXDEph4I/AAAAAAAAF8M/lvX5bsoYw34/s400/Untitled-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 532px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla-19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla2-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 532px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla2-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla4-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 532px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla4-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla5-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 532px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla5-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla3-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 532px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla3-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla6-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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he knew that when he married me!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 798px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 530px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0114-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have always &lt;em&gt;looooveeeed&lt;/em&gt; April Fool's Day! All of my life! I am like everyone else, I don't like to be tricked, but I sure love to be the tricker! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was a kid, I shared a room with Marci, ~lucky girl~. One April 1st she woke up completely dressed in red from head to toe (inspired by The Beatles' movie "Help" when they keep painting Ringo red because he is supposed to be sacrificed). Another, she woke up tied to her bed and lying next to the vaccuum! Dumb I know, but I still think it was hillarious! I also loved to break into the bathroom when someone was showering and steal all the towels and their clothes. When I was younger, I remember getting up as early as I could before my dad would leave for work, I would sneak in his room and put icecubes in his shoes (of course I put the icecubes in plastic bags so he wouldn't have wet shoes). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always been dedicated to my craft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this year, we spent all day baking!!! The girls and I made "Chicken Pot Pies," "Red Kool Aid," "Chicken Nuggetts &amp;amp; Fish Sticks," &amp;amp; "Cup Cakes." They were so excited to surprise daddy with our special meal- although, I think I was probably the most excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt; When Tony got home he was excited to see dinner ready too! And excited for pot pies! He was already to break up his crust and mix it all up with some salt and pepper, but before he did he took a bite. The look on his face was PRICELESS!!! hahaha! Totally worth all the effort! It was really pudding, with apples, bannanas, and orange Starbursts to look like Carrotts! Tasty, yes, but not at all what he was expecting! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So then he tries to take a drink and his drink is JELLO! He was seriously shocked again!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0131.jpg" border="0" /&gt; By this time he had caught on so he wouldn't even try peanut butter covered marshmellows &amp;amp; waffers disguised as chicken nuggetts &amp;amp; fish sticks, and when I served the pink frosted cupcakes, even after being told they were meatloaf with mashed potatoes on top, he just sat and stared at them, trying not to gag! I promised him it was meatloaf and mashed potatoes and it was yummy, and he said "I don't know what to do, I can't take a drink because my milk is green..." (hahaha! we had put some green food coloring in his cup before he poured his milk!) Poor guy!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0138.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Eventually, he ate a couple cupcakes. Ayla was licking the mashed potatoes off the top of hers as if it were really frosting, and Tayvie was really funny with the "Kool Aid." Even though she was in on the hijinx, she kept trying to drink hers, then she'd put it down and say "STUCK!" then she took Tony's and tryed his and did the same thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have to admit, I do think it's a little boarderline to mess with someone's food, but Tony was a good sport and he thought it was "cute." I also promised to make &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; chicken pot pies soon! &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/7171829980911023848-8975252724092126834?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8975252724092126834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/04/trickster-my-middle-name-he-knew-that.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8975252724092126834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8975252724092126834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/04/trickster-my-middle-name-he-knew-that.html' title='Trickster&amp;#39;s My Middle Name (&amp;amp; he knew that when he married me!)'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4513314605718932916</id><published>2010-03-29T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studio Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TonyGirls-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TonyGirls-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you like my studio? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I go to all this work, setting everything up and I get one picture! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the record, I was wearing my purple dress too! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-4513314605718932916?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4513314605718932916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/studio-photo.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4513314605718932916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4513314605718932916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/studio-photo.html' title='Studio Photo'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-8805019156284263334</id><published>2010-03-29T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An LDS Tea Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TeaPartyTayvie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TeaPartyPrayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TeaPartyeveryone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TeaPartyAylaTayvie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TeaPartyAylaTayvie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TeaPartyLyndlee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TeaPartyLyndlee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ayla and Tayvie have the funnest little cupcake set and tea set. Last week they were playing with both. They "cooked" the cupcakes in their room and then set them all up nicely on their trays. Tayvie went to take a "bite" and Ayla said "NO Tayvie! We haven't said the prayer yet!" I grabbed my camera as Tayvie immediately bowed her head and started to pray, Ayla came right over and did the same. Then the tea party resumed and even Lyndlee got to enjoy a plastic cupcake! &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/7171829980911023848-8805019156284263334?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8805019156284263334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/lds-tea-party.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8805019156284263334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8805019156284263334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/lds-tea-party.html' title='An LDS Tea Party'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-7058740582626331741</id><published>2010-03-24T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lynders- Dr Suess Style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee6-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee6-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndleeinthecrib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndleeinthecrib.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndleesquare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 607px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndleesquare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you believe she is 15 weeks old? Already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is so sweet. So good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such a happy baby... lot's of smiles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her smile is contageous! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dare you to look at that smile and not do the same- especially in person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-7058740582626331741?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7058740582626331741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/lynders-dr-suess-style.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7058740582626331741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7058740582626331741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/lynders-dr-suess-style.html' title='Lynders- Dr Suess Style'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-878677954537765530</id><published>2010-03-19T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jammie Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieLyndlee-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieLyndlee-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/jammiegirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/jammiegirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last night, after baths... I love when they smell so yummy and feel so cuddly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/7171829980911023848-878677954537765530?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/878677954537765530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/jammie-girls.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/878677954537765530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/878677954537765530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/jammie-girls.html' title='Jammie Girls'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-3192092803463669892</id><published>2010-03-15T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Guy &amp; I Danced in a Snow Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/SP_SeasonalSampler_Winter_Paper_Sil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 533px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/SP_SeasonalSampler_Winter_Paper_Sil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a week! phew... Each week, I don't believe it could possibly get any more insane, and then it does. And when I say "insane" that's exactly what I mean! I can't even describe... well, I can, but I don't want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tony worked Saturday until noon, and after a few hours together at home, we got in the car and drove up Parley's in the snowstorm. We drove through Park City, and Heber and down Provo Canyon. Snowing all the while. It was beautiful and peaceful, as all three girls were asleep in the backseat at one point. Tony and I got some good needed talking in. We love car rides probably mostly for our chat time. It has been a long, long time since we've had a Saturday to ourselves (minus his morning work time). We drove back through Utah County on side streets and ended up in a little secluded gully parking lot to a walk way in American Fork. Tony pulled in just to show me what it was and then started to drive out, I asked him to go back to the parking lot and he was confused. He parked and I quickly found our &lt;a href="http://www.rhapsody.com/player?type=undefined&amp;amp;id=tra.2801649&amp;amp;remote=undefined&amp;amp;page=undefined&amp;amp;pageregion=undefined&amp;amp;guid=undefined&amp;amp;from=undefined&amp;amp;__pcode="&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;wedding song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the cell phone. As I got out of the car he said "you do know it's 25 degrees out there?" I walked around to his side and he opened his door and got out and danced with me... in the snow... and the cold... we were freezing, but I got to live my little corny dance in a parking lot with Tony dream! Just what I needed to counter the week I had had!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we got back in the car, Ayla asked "What were you doing out there?" I said "What do you think we were doing?" to which she replied &lt;em&gt;"KISSING!" &lt;/em&gt;and then she said "Yep, looks like you are getting married today." Earlier we had kissed at a red light and she asked if we were getting married today. We are sure blessed to have such sweet little girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So glad I have photoshop to recreate the event with such specific detail so that I will never forget that perfect moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-3192092803463669892?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3192092803463669892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-guy-i-danced-in-snow-storm.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/3192092803463669892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/3192092803463669892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-guy-i-danced-in-snow-storm.html' title='This Guy &amp;amp; I Danced in a Snow Storm'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-3425094913915354808</id><published>2010-03-09T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Like a Beanstalk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 537px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/WateringCan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/WateringCan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 534px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/WateringCan3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/WateringCan4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 535px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/WateringCan4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/WateringCan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 537px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/WateringCan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As I was getting in the shower late last night I glanced at the bathtub toys and noticed this little green and orange watering can.  It made me smile.  Earlier that day Ayla had watered her bean seed that she planted in Primary with that little watering can.  I had watched her do it, she told me she needed to water it since she hadn't yet that day, I said okay, and she dashed off up the stairs.  She came back with this little toy that she had put the tiniest amount of water in and carefully dripped it into her cup of dirt.  I hadn't even realized she had immediately gone and put the watering can back with her bath toys where she had found it. It wasn't until I saw it sitting on top of the pile that I realized how cute it was that she had even used the little watering can in the first place.  It made me think about how sweet she is, and how much she is growing up.  I paid a bit more attention today with my camera in hand, as she did the same thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-3425094913915354808?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3425094913915354808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/growing-like-beanstalk.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/3425094913915354808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/3425094913915354808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/growing-like-beanstalk.html' title='Growing Like a Beanstalk'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-5752682108978333908</id><published>2010-03-08T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Spontaniously Planning to Be Around Here More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Girls-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 538px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Girls-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture because I think it represents well the chaos of my life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you can look past all the things I can't control very well, like who's looking at the camera, who's crying, the crazy flighty hair... it really is sweet.  I see three most amazing little beings-I think what I see is the definition of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; smashed all together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and really if everyone were looking at the camera it wouldn't be nearly as fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honestly though, I am a bit of a control freak I'm realizing.  And things like this make me a little crazy.  I really like to have a plan &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(of my own)&lt;/span&gt; and be following it.  I plan  &lt;strong&gt;e v e r y t h i n g&lt;/strong&gt; ... I make Tony crazy because I am always running through the plan for the next few hours, days, or month. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet I will not follow a recipe, or a pattern&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do wish I were more spontanious... how would I do that?  Seriously, I would have to &lt;strong&gt;PLAN&lt;/strong&gt; to be &lt;em&gt;spontanious&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is so busy.  But I've been thinking about things I want to do, (&lt;em&gt;you may call that planning&lt;/em&gt;) and one thing I want to do is keep up my blog a little better.  Tony and I use this to look back a lot, and I'm realizing I'm leaving a lot of gaps lately!  When we want to look up Ayla's 4th birthday and Tayvie's 2nd birthday they'll be missing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also want to "read" your blogs too &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(who am I kidding we all know I mainly look at pictures! :),&lt;/span&gt; I miss seeing your cute little posts and seeing what you're all up too.  So I'm going to make a &lt;em&gt;PLAN&lt;/em&gt; to allow myself a half an hour a day to rejoin bloggyland, cause I like it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So there ya go, you can expect to see me around here a whole lot more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-5752682108978333908?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5752682108978333908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-spontaniously-planning-to-be-around.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5752682108978333908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5752682108978333908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-spontaniously-planning-to-be-around.html' title='I&amp;#39;m Spontaniously Planning to Be Around Here More'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6419725279245822284</id><published>2010-03-01T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Little Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee8b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 537px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee8b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee9b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 538px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee9b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee7b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 536px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee7b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee5b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 542px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee5b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 538px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/MeLyndleeEveborder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee4b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 800px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 541px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee4b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee2b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 800px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 542px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee2b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee3b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 538px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee3b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 539px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee1b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 644px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here they are, not the best pictures for sure... but what can ya expect after a big day like that... you can see how tired we all are in our eyes! Littly LeeLee has turned into quite the smiler, but not that day... or atleast not for pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tony blessed her on Sunday, February 7th. Yep, that was Super Bowl Sunday, so we had a full day of celebrating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her Grandma Margo made her beautiful looooong dress. She looked like a little angel. She is such a sweet, calm baby. We are so thankful for her, can't remember life with out her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking we need a new family picture... maybe one without tired eyes. What do ya think &lt;a href="http://www.kimsueellen.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Kimmie&lt;/span&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-6419725279245822284?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6419725279245822284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-little-blessing.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6419725279245822284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6419725279245822284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-little-blessing.html' title='What A Little Blessing'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-1540177119269339878</id><published>2010-02-12T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 552px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndlee6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One day I'm going to share some pictures of Lyndlee and her beautiful blessing dress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-1540177119269339878?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1540177119269339878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-day.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1540177119269339878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1540177119269339878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-day.html' title='One day...'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-8616835295290925040</id><published>2010-02-04T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile! I'm holding a camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0064copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0289copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 800px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 533px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0289copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 533px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 800px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0089copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0247copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0247copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0148copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0239copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0239copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0238copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0238copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0098copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0098copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0235copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 531px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0235copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0267copy-1.jpg" border="0" /&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/7171829980911023848-8616835295290925040?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8616835295290925040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/02/smile-i-holding-camera.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8616835295290925040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8616835295290925040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/02/smile-i-holding-camera.html' title='Smile! I&amp;#39;m holding a camera'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-8955123992608488945</id><published>2010-01-17T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW JOB!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups065.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups063-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 535px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups063-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Exactly one year from the day Tony was layed off from Semitool, he had an interview with L3 Communications. His interview was at 1:00, he was the first interview they scheduled, there were several other interviews including two other guys from Moog (his current job) that were interviewing that day as well. By 4:00 that same day L3 called and told him he had the job!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever it is that Tony does at his job he is dang good at it! Cause the people who understand his high-tech, top-secret, mumble-jumble are always very impressed with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For instance, when the Monkey-est Monkey of them all at Moog heard that Tony had the interview at L3 he said that Tony would definately get the job and he was worried what they would do with out him. In fact, Tony comes home daily and tells me how upset everyone is that he's leaving, and I just have to laugh cause HELLO! THEY. LAID. HIM. OFF! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at the beginning of the week we accepted the job offer from L3, and there was a lot of talk at Moog that they were going to offer Tony a perminent position. By the end of the week they told Tony that they couldn't offer him a perminent position (since he's a temp) until the lay-offs were complete, which won't be until June, but they've approved it on all levels to keep him working nights and weekends-whenever he wants- because they need him. We think that's a good opportunity as long as L3 doesn't consider it a conflict of interests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definately a good way to start off 2010!!! We're very excited for his new job at L3!!! He will start on Monday the 25th. I'm very proud of my radar buildin' husband and all his talent! Just had to brag about him for a minute! :)&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/7171829980911023848-8955123992608488945?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8955123992608488945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-job.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8955123992608488945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8955123992608488945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-job.html' title='NEW JOB!!!'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/th_Groups063-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6013679847462026616</id><published>2010-01-05T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That Wasn't Working Either...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylafirstdayofPrimary-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 530px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 797px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylafirstdayofPrimary-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayla needs to be prepared for everything- she is not spontaneous in most situations.  I hadn't thought ahead enough to realize that the first week of December she would start going into Sharing Time.  So that first Sunday in December when her Primary Leader came to take her and two of her little friends to Sharing Time, she went and seemed to be fine until they had the new little Sunbeams stand in front of everyone while they sang &lt;em&gt;The Welcome Song&lt;/em&gt; to them.  She didn't like that and ran straight for the door and back to Nursery! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So through out the following weeks, we talked about going to Primary and her new teacher, and she did fine and seemed to like Primary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Sunday was her first week as a real Sunbeam and no nursery. When she came home she couldn't stop talking about her new teacher, her little class room, how her teacher brought chalk so they could draw on the board, and how they talked about a princess, but as the story went on she told me that she left Sharing Time again and went back to Nursery, then she says "and that wasn't working either, so they took me to Daddy's class." (I thought her wording there was hillarious- must have been exactly what the Nursery Leader said).  I asked why that wasn't working and she said "Because I was tickling Tayvie while she was saying the prayer." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my goodness! I can't stop laughing about that!  And how cute that Tayve was saying the prayer in Nursery!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 530px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 797px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/FirstdayofPrimary2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-6013679847462026616?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6013679847462026616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/01/that-wasn-working-either.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6013679847462026616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6013679847462026616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/01/that-wasn-working-either.html' title='That Wasn&amp;#39;t Working Either...'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4474613201387281911</id><published>2010-01-02T08:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone spell seven: sEVEn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/LyndleeRainbow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/LyndleeRainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It took us a long time to come up with a name for this little girl. We had names that we liked, but didn't &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; like they were &lt;em&gt;her.&lt;/em&gt; From the beginning I had a lot of rules for the name. I wanted it to have a &lt;em&gt;y&lt;/em&gt; because the other girls do, Tony and I both wanted her middle name to be one syllable and kind of simple like the other girls, I wanted her first name to be two syllables, I didn't want her name to be too matchy with either Ayla or Tayvie but I wanted it to fit and flow with theirs. I wanted her to be named after Tony's side of our family this time. The funniest thing though, was I really &lt;em&gt;felt&lt;/em&gt; like her name started with an &lt;em&gt;L, &lt;/em&gt;but I didn't really like a lot of &lt;em&gt;L&lt;/em&gt; names. All along, and I said this a million times, that I felt like there was a specific name for her I just hadn't found it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning, we looked at family geneology names and nothing really jumped out at us. As the weeks went by between finding out she is a girl and our due date, we really had nothing. At one point Tony suggested Kalia and we really liked the name, but never thought it fit. I would panic and sit down at the computer and search name sites, I would search word lists even, I even searched a pet name website once. I was getting really frustraited, it was as if her name was on the tip of my tounge and I had clues about it, I really new it started with an &lt;em&gt;L&lt;/em&gt; and I knew the feel of it, but I just couldn't say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in October as the leaves were changing we had gone on a ride up to Sundance and then back through the Alpine Loop. Right in the middle of the Alpine Loop we were discussing names from Tony's family. We talked about how he had two Great Grandma Eva's and his mom was named after one of them. We both said how we liked the name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the middle of November she still had no name. I sat down at the computer one last time. I was going to have a open, clear mind and not give up until I found her name. I wasn't on the computer long before something came to me, but it wasn't from a website. I had been looking at names, and I don't know what triggered it, but in my head I could hear a familiar voice saying "Lindley." I have to laugh cause that makes it sound all miraculous, like it was the voice of an angel -and it was far from that! It was actually the voice of a charater from a teen drama I use to watch about ten years ago, one of the other character's last names was Lindley and I could hear him saying her name. It took me a minute to place it, but I figured it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when Tony came home I suggested it and there was no discussion on his end. He loved it. That was her name. The end for him. Me? I went back and forth. I came up with any negative I could think of and asked him what he thought but he was completely adamant that Lindley was her name. We also talked about her middle name at the time, in my mind I had already gone back to that day on the Alpine Loop and like the name Eve but Tony is the one who spoke it out loud. When he said what I had been thinking, there wasn't much discussion about it at the time cause I knew it was ment to be. The odd thing was we had never actually discussed &lt;em&gt;Eve&lt;/em&gt; rather than &lt;em&gt;Eva&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even though I was still testing it out and going back and forth, we had decided that was her name. Now we were just down to the spelling. We decided right away that we would spell the first part of it with a &lt;em&gt;y, &lt;/em&gt;because Tony's mom's name is Evelyn (who was named after one of the grandma Eva's), so we thought it would be neat to use the Lyn from her name and then her Eve for the middle name. Neat that she would have her grandmother's whole name in her name, we really liked that. We did struggle with the spelling at the end of her name though, in fact we discussed it on our drive to the hospital the morning she was born and were no closer to having a decision. The decision was made at the hospital when Tony wrote it down on the form. He had asked me one last time what I thought and I said "I don't know, but we don't have to make a decision right now, we can leave it blank and fill it in later." When I came back from dressing in my hospital gown he had informed me that he had chosen to spell it Lyndlee. I was very happy with his decision and thought it was cute that he had decided himself. One reason I really liked the&lt;em&gt; lee&lt;/em&gt; spelling was because I've had a wonderful friend my whole life who's middle name is Lee and she just had a baby girl who's middle name is Mae (just like mine), so now we have baby girls that share each other's middle names. Also, we both agreed that the spelling of our nurses name was a sign: Carolee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a &lt;em&gt;looooong&lt;/em&gt; background for her name, but it was a &lt;em&gt;looooong &lt;/em&gt;nine months and a &lt;em&gt;loooooong &lt;/em&gt;process to come up with her name. To be honest, I am just now getting comfortable with it, not that I haven't felt that it is her name, it's just taken me a while to get comfortable with it. But today I love it. I remember this same feeling with Tayvie's name, I finally had that day that I just absolutely loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for my FAVORITE part: I love things to have meaning. I love when coincidences happen too. I love things to match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lyndlee Eve was born on December, 7th- now everybody spell seven: &lt;strong&gt;sEVEn&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;The coolest thing ever! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Also if we want to stretch it a bit (and we do) she was born at quarter to 11- now everybody spell eleven: &lt;strong&gt;el-EVE-n&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since she was born in December we wanted to put something holiday-&lt;em&gt;ish&lt;/em&gt; in her name but we didn't want it to be blatant and nothing was more perfect than &lt;strong&gt;Eve&lt;/strong&gt;. It's a holiday word, and to me the word eve means excitement for things that are coming. I like to think since she was born in December which is the &lt;strong&gt;eve&lt;/strong&gt; of a new and better year for us. She was sometimes our only joy and hope through 2009 and she brought that excitement of looking forward to the end of the year with her birth. &lt;em&gt;Eve is very magical&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most importantly being the people she was named after. I love my children to have a special connection, I think it gives a deeper meaning to who they are. And Lyndlee has her grandmother in her name and my forever friend to look up to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I also like to think our kids our named after us in a little way, because Ayla starts with the A from Anthony, Tayvie starts with the T from Tony and Lyndlee starts with the L from Lacie.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And one last thing, Ayla has insisted all along that her name is Lyndlee Rainbow or sometimes Lyndlee Rainbow Eve. One day before Lyndlee was born she said to me "Mama, I'm getting riddy of Eve, because Eve kinda annoys me." and everytime someone says Lyndlee Eve she corrects them immediately with "&lt;em&gt;Rainbow&lt;/em&gt;, Lyndlee &lt;em&gt;Rainbow&lt;/em&gt;." Coincidence, that she is wearing rainbow butterfly wings above?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-4474613201387281911?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4474613201387281911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/01/everyone-spell-seven-seven.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4474613201387281911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4474613201387281911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2010/01/everyone-spell-seven-seven.html' title='everyone spell seven: sEVEn'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-7137223884887310361</id><published>2009-12-30T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bringing Home Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/LyndleeEve71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/LyndleeEve71.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndleehospital61-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndleehospital61-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ponybw-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 637px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/hospital2bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We were antsy to get home and let the girls meet Lyndlee, so we left the hospital as soon as they would let us. I was so excited for Ayla and Tayvie to see their new little sister that they had loved so much while she was in my tummy! I couldn't wait to see their reactions! So by 4:45 on Tuesday (December 8th) we were pulling out of the hospital parking lot with Lyndlee all bundled in her carseat for the very first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Meetingthesis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Meetingthesis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got home around 6 that night. My mom, Annie &amp;amp; Jake, Gentry, and Austin met us their with Ayla and Tayvie ... and Papa Murphy's pizza. mmmm. Later, Marci &amp;amp; Jon came by too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieLyndlee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieLyndlee2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just as I had suspected, Tayvie was CRAZY about the baby (and still is)! She kept asking to hold her (and still does). She pointed out her eyes, nose, mouth, bow, hair, fingers, feet... over and over. She couldn't get enough of her (and still can't). If Lyndlee makes a noise, Tayvie is right there telling me about it, she is such a little caretaker! If Lyndlee is upset, Tayvie goes into a panic trying to make her better. She calls her "Wees" or "Shees"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaLyndlee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaLyndlee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayla loves her sister just as much. She wants to hold her all the time too. She's always curious about her and asking questions. Ayla calls her "Winwee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Meetingthenewsister-1.jpg" border="0" /&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;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think they've both adjusted very well to our new addition, almost as if this is the way it has always been. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-7137223884887310361?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7137223884887310361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/12/bringing-home-baby.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7137223884887310361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7137223884887310361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/12/bringing-home-baby.html' title='Bringing Home Baby'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-1907865707869088625</id><published>2009-12-29T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Play by Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndleehospital41-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndleehospital41-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday, December 7th, 2009&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;6:00 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called McKay Dee Hospital because I was scheduled for an induction. The nurse told me to come in and to try to be there by 7:00 am. There had been a decent snow storm early that morning so I was a little nervous that it would take us more than an hour to get there. We left our house at 6:15 and headed for Ogden. Ayla and Tayvie had spent the night at my parents house so we didn't have to worry about dropping them off. The roads were still covered with snow and the radio said the temperature high was supposed to be 17 deegrees. The whole drive I was having some strong contractions every 4 or 5 minutes, we talked about how odd that was- that our baby girl must have known it was time for her to come. We also debated some more the spelling of her name, we were both going back and forth between Lyndley and Lyndlee, but still didn't make a decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7:15 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got to the hospital and checked in, they took us to our room and I changed into my gown. The nurse had given Tony the paper work and he asked me one last time about the spelling of her name, I told him we didn't have to fill it out right then and we could still think about it, but he made a decision and wrote down Lyndlee. I thought it was sweet and I am happy with his decision. Moments later we noticed our nurse's name was Carolee and agreed that was a sign :). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/HospitalSign.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8:15 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked at the clock, I had just changed into my gown, Tony was working on the paper work, the nurse was typing things into the computer and I was just climbing into the bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8:45ish am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nurse started the putossin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:11 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called my mom to see how Ayla and Tayvie had been over night. Ayla had a hard time falling asleep (which is typical even at home), Tayvie had gone to sleep well, but was awake asking for "Mom-Mom" between 3 and 6. At this point, my contractions were coming every 3 minutes and they were getting really intense! I was having a hard time talking through them. The doctor came in the room to see how I was doing and he told me to get the epidural. I said that I would ask the nurse as soon as she came back in the room. The doctor left and my mom called right back with a question at 9:18 am, only 7 minutes had passed but the contractions had become so much more intense I couldn't even talk. I hung up and pressed the button several times for the nurse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:35 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My water broke! I said "Oot-oh!" cause as much pain as it was I knew it was going to be so much worse now that my water had broken! The nurse still hadn't come back. Tony kept checking the hall for her and I pushed the button a few more times. I'm not sure what time she fianlly came back in, but before she did another nurse came in and confirmed that my water had broken. When I first arrived at the hospital I was dialated to a 4+, now I was at a 7 and completely effaced, just short of an hour after the putossin was started. The nurse said the anastesiologist was doing another epidural but he would be here as soon as he was done. It was hard to wait for him. It was really intense, the pain was unbearable during the contractions. There was hardly a break between them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10:05 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nurse had me sit up and get ready for the epidural. The anastesiologist was finished with the other epidural and was supposedly on his way. We waited for what seemed like forever, the nurse kept appologizing saying 'he said he was on his way...' I'm not sure what time he actually got there, because I couldn't even move to look at the clock. Once he did come it took another 5 or 10 minutes to do the epidural, and then a little while longer until I started to feel it. Then it started to help. It took some more time to get on top of the pain, and it wasn't working on my left side this time, but once the nurse helped me readjust it worked- and I was so happy for it! Immediately, the nurse started setting everything up for the delivery and the second the doctor walked into the room and was ready, they had me push. Two pushes and her head was out, the doctor asked me if I wanted to rest for a second, and I was like 'No, this is easy!' About 3 more pushes and she was here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10:43 am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndleebirth11-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Lyndlee Eve Goddard was born! There was seriously a moment that I was really shocked that she was actually here. That she was actually a baby. I didn't even think about confirming that she was a girl until a couple hours later, I don't think anyone even said anything about it. We got to do the skin to skin thing where they but her right on my belly as soon as she was born. Very cool! Tony was able to cut the cord. She turned really purple so the put her under the warmer and gave her some oxygen. She weighed 7lbs 15oz and was 20.5 inches long, with tuns of dark hair. She made hardly any noise when she was born, they tried to get her to cry but she wouldn't. She was breathing fine though so they weren't worried. She would make faces that looked like once she figured out how to cry she was really going to be a good cryer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/LacieLyndlee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TonyLyndlee1-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;We moved to our recovery room (room 4119) and were greeted by Lyndlee's Grandma Goddard already there and waiting to meet her! Our new nurse named Ashlee (also a sign right?) gave Lyndlee her first bath right there next to my bed. I thought that was the neatest thing ever, because I had not been able to see the other girls get their first baths, but I did get to watch Lyndlee's and watch her get her hair done with her pretty blue and silver bow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndleehospital11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Lyndleehospital31-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/LyndleeEve1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;McKay Dee Hospital had informed me the night before that we were only allowed to have TWO visitors the WHOLE STAY, and of course no one under 14, due to h1n1. We were a little shocked cause we thought we could have 2 visitors at a time- not for the whole stay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/LyndleeEve51.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;So the whole time we were at the hospital nothing made Lyndlee cry! NOTHING! She even had the PKU and did not cry! They thought she may have swollowed some amniotic fluid and that was why she was being so quite and she was also gagging and choking here and there- which scared me everytime it happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/LyndleeEve61.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post: coming home and meeting the sisters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-1907865707869088625?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1907865707869088625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/12/play-by-play.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1907865707869088625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1907865707869088625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/12/play-by-play.html' title='The Play by Play'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-8118260785673037243</id><published>2009-12-28T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/9mopreg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/9mopreg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The end of NINE looong months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/LyndleeEve2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; the beginning of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-8118260785673037243?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8118260785673037243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/12/end.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8118260785673037243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8118260785673037243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/12/end.html' title='The End.'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-3864440604142113340</id><published>2009-12-15T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Official Team Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/LyndleeEve14-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 637px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/LyndleeEve14-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hard to believe that our little Lyndlee Eve is 1 week and 1 day old already! Where has this last week gone? She is so precious. Tony and I are just in constant awe of our three little girls. They are such a dream come true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/SIsters8.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I have so much to share and it seems like so little time to share it! I can't wait to tell you about her birth, and I can't wait to tell you about Ayla &amp;amp; Tayvie meeting her for the first time, and I can't wait to tell you all about &lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our official team picture for the 2009-2010 season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-3864440604142113340?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3864440604142113340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-official-team-picture.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/3864440604142113340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/3864440604142113340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-official-team-picture.html' title='Our Official Team Picture'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-8774342291739477764</id><published>2009-12-03T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Avoiding</title><content type='html'>Nope, still have not packed that hospital bag.  I find that just as odd as anyone.  I was a good girl with Ayla and Tayvie both, both times bags were packed in ample time.  I don't know what it is this time, I guess I just know no matter when she comes it will work out hospital bags or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm being a good blogger right? Two posts in two days!  Yea, I know it's cause I'm avoiding cleaning the house, paying the bills, putting laundry away, and packing bags.  I really am so excited to do all those things and be "READY" but my body just doesn't want to do anything more than let my fingers type... but it's going to whether it likes it or not, cause I'm getting all those things done today! It's now or never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember how I said we really have no idea what's going on with Tony's job? And then remember a couple hours later I added an update cause Tony called with an official lay off date?  He called this morning with a new official lay off date: January 29th.  This makes me a bit more comfortable, we can make it through bringing baby home and the holidays and he'll still have a job for another month... but do you see why we have no idea?  I don't even know if I can count on that cause things change from day to day- even hour to hour! But I am very thankful for this new date, it seems a lot more managable to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, what else can we talk about here... am I done already?  Shoot. Guess it really is time to get to work.  Happy Thursday Everybody!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-8774342291739477764?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8774342291739477764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-avoiding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8774342291739477764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8774342291739477764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-avoiding.html' title='I&amp;#39;m Avoiding'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4940224029514264356</id><published>2009-12-02T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on</title><content type='html'>It has been way too long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are in December... and guess what we have 5 days until we meet our new baby girl!!! I'm so excited to see her little legs and feet and see what she looks like, hear her cry, and see if she has hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So November was busy. We spent a day at the hospital and found out I had pnemonia and was dehydrated. I was having steady, very close, and painful contractions but once I was hydrated they slowed down. Things have been so much better since then! The pnemonia had taken everything out of me, and it was so good to start feeling better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony's job? We really have no idea what's going on right now. He was scheduled to be layed off this Friday, but there's so much work that they come to only him for that they can't let him leave yet, so who knows how long that will last. He has a new very powerful boss who wants to keep him, but it sounds like they will have to lay him off anyway, and then there may be a posibility they could fight to get him back... we'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/div&gt;****IRRRRK! Scratch that I guess! Tony just called me and he has his official lay off date: January 8th.****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayla and Tayvie have been sick as well. Poor little Ayla had no voice over the weekend, it was cute but sad too! We're hoping everyone gets healthy and feeling better in the next couple days! Tayvie's been talking so much lately, she's so cute! She has so much energy, and is so stubborn she is really hard for me to keep up with lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony and I went to our doctor appointment yesterday for the&lt;em&gt; last&lt;/em&gt; time! We are so excited! We were grinning the whole way home that the next time we make that drive to Ogden we'll be coming home with our baby! The plan is to be induced on MONDAY, December 7th in the morning. It seems unreal. We have a really busy week ahead of us so I know Monday will come fast! Today's goal amoungst other things is to GET THAT HOSPITAL BAG FINALLY PACKED! I know I'm crazy, I can't believe I haven't done that yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's that for summing everything up! I've been with out a computer for about a week, so I'm happy to be back! Happy December Everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-4940224029514264356?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4940224029514264356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-going-on.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4940224029514264356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4940224029514264356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-going-on.html' title='What&amp;#39;s going on'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6777431199704267790</id><published>2009-11-12T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's an Extra Fancy Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wearing a dress is pretty fancy, but Tayve's wearing FOUR dresses today so that's even more fancy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieDresses2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;She went in her room this morning and shut the door. It was nice and quite for about 5 minutes and I really thought that was a nice change, but since she is only 21 months old I had to go peak at her &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(honestly, there is nothing in her room right now that could get her in trouble it's almost empty).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieDressesside.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;When I opened the door she was so PROUD of her pretty outfit: four dresses over her jammies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieDressessitting.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tayvie is very particular about what she will wear already. She likes to pick out her own shoes, if I pick them out she tells me "No" and then picks out the ones she wants. Most days she won't wear the shirt I pick out for her... so yea, a lot of days she doesn't match, but she's happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieDresses.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;... for the record, today's outfit will be changed to something a little less fancy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-6777431199704267790?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6777431199704267790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-extra-fancy-day.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6777431199704267790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6777431199704267790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-extra-fancy-day.html' title='It&amp;#39;s an Extra Fancy Day!'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-7295618531453576637</id><published>2009-11-11T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Color Me Orange</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/pumpkincarving-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/pumpkincarving-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieCarvingPumpkins-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieCarvingPumpkins-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieCarving-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieCarving-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaCarvingPumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaCarvingPumpkins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/ProudofPumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/ProudofPumpkins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Pumpkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Pumpkins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have NEVER seen anyone so excited to carve pumpkins as Ayla and Tayvie!  Oh my goodness! I was just laughing at them!  You can't tell in the pictures but they were so excited!  That was like the most fun they've ever had!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out this GHOST HAND in this picture. ~OoOooOooO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/GhostPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/GhostPicture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Mycostume-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Mycostume-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Ayla helping make my costume.  I was a coloring book.  Later Tayvie added some nice finishing touches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Crayons-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Crayons-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were crayons.  The cutest little crayons I've ever seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I had the hardest time finding jogging suits without a print on them!!!  Who would have thought that would be so hard!  Never actually found any, ended up turning the tops inside out!  Also, they got to be the ONLY colors I could find in their sizes- but it worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/thegirlsandme-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/thegirlsandme-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Legacy Retirement Villiage on Friday night and went trick or treating to the residence there.  That's my kind of trick or treating!  In doors and every couple steps you get a handful of candy-- good candy!  The girls got WAY too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Crayons.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Halloween night we did out trick or treating at Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Cole's, and the weather was actually pretty nice for trick or treating.  Tony was in Las Vegas cause our cute nephew Ty was being baptized on Halloween day!  I was sad I had to miss it, but Dr Hartman said no to the trip~ Atleast Tony got a nice little vacation!  We missed him though and we were so excited when he came home!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-7295618531453576637?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7295618531453576637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/11/color-me-orange.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7295618531453576637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7295618531453576637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/11/color-me-orange.html' title='Color Me Orange'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-103652050229598298</id><published>2009-11-11T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr8JS3FVfI/AAAAAAAAF7s/uhTR4275e98/s1600-h/us+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402907939596228082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr8JS3FVfI/AAAAAAAAF7s/uhTR4275e98/s400/us+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr8I8w6heI/AAAAAAAAF7k/pG-i7-UWpTc/s1600-h/us+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402907933664773602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr8I8w6heI/AAAAAAAAF7k/pG-i7-UWpTc/s400/us+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr8IiMgx3I/AAAAAAAAF7c/UoDN4MiTS3I/s1600-h/us+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402907926532769650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr8IiMgx3I/AAAAAAAAF7c/UoDN4MiTS3I/s400/us+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr8IVQJnhI/AAAAAAAAF7U/9lpyNu2vsZ0/s1600-h/us+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402907923058368018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr8IVQJnhI/AAAAAAAAF7U/9lpyNu2vsZ0/s400/us+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl picture below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr8H1mRB8I/AAAAAAAAF7M/BDJekpqmsks/s1600-h/us+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402907914561193922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr8H1mRB8I/AAAAAAAAF7M/BDJekpqmsks/s400/us+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr7iwhPKbI/AAAAAAAAF7E/W7Nhr14xr2A/s1600-h/Ultrasound+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402907277542762930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr7iwhPKbI/AAAAAAAAF7E/W7Nhr14xr2A/s400/Ultrasound+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr7icYZyLI/AAAAAAAAF68/HqSbgz9qZPs/s1600-h/ultrasound+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402907272137001138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr7icYZyLI/AAAAAAAAF68/HqSbgz9qZPs/s400/ultrasound+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr7iGtJrmI/AAAAAAAAF60/LQLV8idnzXg/s1600-h/ultrasound+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402907266318446178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr7iGtJrmI/AAAAAAAAF60/LQLV8idnzXg/s400/ultrasound+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr7hitvyPI/AAAAAAAAF6s/wadc1CVhfP0/s1600-h/ultrasound+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402907256657266930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr7hitvyPI/AAAAAAAAF6s/wadc1CVhfP0/s400/ultrasound+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A bit over 35 weeks.  These ultrasound pictures are from 3 weeks ago and 5 weeks ago (I think).  They're hard to see, I know.  Lot's of little nose and lips pictures again.  A few weeks ago we checked again and she is still a girl, that picture is pretty clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've been going to the Doc weekly now.  I've been having lot's of contractions, sometimes even painful ones, a few that have woken me up in the middle of the night. It all means we're getting closer to meeting this little girl!!!  We keep counting down.  Right now the count goes something like this: Thanksgiving is 2 weeks away and 2 weeks after that we will have the baby!!! Two weeks goes by fast!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At yesterday's appointment the Dr hooked me up to the stress test machine and we got to listen to her heart beat for about half an hour.  During the test she got the hiccups and that was so funny to listen to.  The Dr took some measurements of her head and her tummy and everything looked good and she passed the stress test. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been really sick the past two weeks. I think I've had the &lt;em&gt;swine&lt;/em&gt;.  I had the H1N1 shot last Tuesday but probably already had it before that... or maybe this is something different.  But it's not been fun, all I want to do is sleep. ah. sleep.......... which is very unusual for me.  Hoping to get better SOOON and that these little girls I have will stay healthy, healthy, healthy, and Tony too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're getting excited for THANKSGIVING!!! (My FAVORITE holiday!!!) and we're all just super excited to meet our new baby, the girls know it's getting closer. Ayla has been asking me to show her how to hold the baby and all kinds of questions about what will happen and about the baby.  Tayvie spends so much time taking care of her baby and kissing my tummy and doing raspberries on it and giving the baby loves.  I can tell they're both getting excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So at this rate my next post will be after the baby is born! haha! Hopefully not!  I still have Halloween pictures to share and the first snow of the year... aah, I'm so behind, but things have been busy, busy around here, atleast I'm surviving! :) &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&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-103652050229598298?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/103652050229598298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-update.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/103652050229598298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/103652050229598298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/11/baby-update.html' title='Baby Update'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/Svr8JS3FVfI/AAAAAAAAF7s/uhTR4275e98/s72-c/us+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-1331510613977710450</id><published>2009-10-28T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Picture Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JazzGirls-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JazzGirls2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JazzGirls5-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JazzGirls5-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JazzGirls6-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JazzGirls6-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JazzGirls4-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JazzGirls4-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Us3-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Us-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JazzGirls3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JazzGirls3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/10/team-picture-day.html"&gt;Last years team pictures&lt;/a&gt; were way better than these.  eeeish.  I think we may have worn this little camera out... That and last year it was warm enough to do them outside, I was not up to braving the snow this morning!  We'll have to have a re-take one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're excited for the first Jazz Game of the season tonight!!!  I look forward to the Jazz Season all summer long!  I love that our girls like to watch the game with Tony and me, it's a fun family time for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I haven't forgotten about you my little blog.  I have ultrasound pictures of our baby currently named "Rainbow" from two visits ready to share.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also the snow was a big deal at our house yesterday, twenty little toes couldn't get their boots on fast enough to get out in it!  Lot's of stuff going on around here, just keeping up on it all seems like all I can manage right now! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it's my patience level today that's causing me trouble, but MAN! it's just one of those days that everything takes so much more effort and takes so much longer than it should.  For example, I open the cupboard and a bag of rice drops out, I pick it up and rice starts pouring all over the counter and the floor!!! grrrr, so the clean up takes only 5 minutes or so, but that's how everything has gone today!  Not to mention, I avoid bending down as much as possible cause everytime I do I have a contraction!  Have you ever counted how many times you have to bend over everyday?  It's a lot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to have Tony take some pictures of me with my big belly, because I am now "GREAT WITH CHILD!"  I tried to take some with the timer but lost my patience way too fast!  It was the weekend of &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"WOW! You really are great with child!"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Lacie, you look like you're about ready to pop."&lt;/span&gt; etc...etc...etc... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish there was a laughing font, cause I think it's really funny, but I don't want to write LOL, so I opted for a long parenthesis phrase instead.  See a laughing font would have totally solved that).  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll post them if I get him to do some so you can see my hugeness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it for now, there's a whole bunch of random stuff in my head, I'll have to post again soon.&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/7171829980911023848-1331510613977710450?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1331510613977710450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/10/team-picture-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1331510613977710450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1331510613977710450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/10/team-picture-day.html' title='Team Picture Day'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-8333544398310978051</id><published>2009-10-07T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>loves needed: hugs given here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/CrazyTayvie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1031px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/CrazyTayvie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This little girl is FULL of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She can be full of DEMANDS and full of TROUBLE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the best thing about Tayvie is she is FULL OF LOVE, it's obvious in her sparkly eyes and her huge full-face grin and her stretched out arms...&lt;em&gt; "hugs!!!"... &lt;/em&gt;that are so excited to wrap around my neck. &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;BEST HUGS EVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-8333544398310978051?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8333544398310978051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/10/loves-needed-hugs-given-here.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8333544398310978051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8333544398310978051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/10/loves-needed-hugs-given-here.html' title='loves needed: hugs given here'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-316824974575298526</id><published>2009-10-02T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundance</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla3-4-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla2-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/stairs-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieAyla-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieAyla1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla1-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla1-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/stairs-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/stairs-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-20-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-20-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1026px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 616px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla4-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We got up early today and drove to Provo and then up Provo Canyon. We went up to Sundance and the leaves were so pretty the whole drive! Then we drove around Deer Creek Reservoir and to Heber &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cause we realized we had forgotten to fill up the tank so we needed to get gas in Heber).&lt;/span&gt; Then we went back to Sundance and finished the Alpine Loop. We detored to Granite Flats Campground and we saw a big white bunny eating grass right on the side of the road, the girls were SO excited! Ayla can't wait to tell everyone she knows about the bunny! It was a really nice day! The weather was absolutely beautiful! I'm loving this Fall Season and the chill in the air!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;These are from last year, kind of fun to look at, can't believe how much the girls have grown!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/09/ill-leave-you-alone-after-this.html"&gt;The Alpine Loop 2008 (post 3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/09/can-you-beleaf-its-fall.html"&gt;The Alpine Loop 2008 (post 2)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/09/alpine-loop.html"&gt;The Alpine Loop 2008 (post 1)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-316824974575298526?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/316824974575298526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/10/sundance.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/316824974575298526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/316824974575298526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/10/sundance.html' title='Sundance'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-5891519730076379190</id><published>2009-09-25T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!  We're Dressed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 911px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Surprise.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-19-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-19-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/BothGirls-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 681px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/BothGirls-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 898px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/CuteAyla-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 681px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/CuteTayve-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 856px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieTacklesAyla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What a cute morning it was today! I got in the shower and to my surprise was not interupted even one time by a little person hanging over the tub, instead when I got out I was greeted by two little excited girls explaining to me that they had picked out their own clothes and got dressed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tayvie had picked out a long sleeved blue shirt with butterflies and flowers on it that she had on her head like a hat, and stripey pants that she had pulled on over her pajamas and was walking like a penguin cause both legs were in the same pant leg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayla informed me that she had helped Tayvie pick out her clothes, and they were both so proud of the butterflies and flowers on her shirt! Ayla's outfit was her favorite little jean capris and a long sleeved sweatshirt. She said "You are gonna be so proud of me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love that they had a little plan and did it all on their own, Ayla helping Tayvie, and they both knew I would LOVE that they had done it. They were SO excited!&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/7171829980911023848-5891519730076379190?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5891519730076379190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/surprise-we-dressed.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5891519730076379190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5891519730076379190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/surprise-we-dressed.html' title='Surprise!  We&amp;#39;re Dressed!'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-414212959494134362</id><published>2009-09-21T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Had To Share</title><content type='html'>It's funny how a simple thing can change the whole course of your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Between 8 am and 11 am my day was just a 'deal with it' Monday. Crying kids. Working on laundry, cleaning. Thinking that my biggest success today would be that the kids were dressed and that would be good enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then around 11ish I remembered that today's date is September 20th... significant because I had entered a give-a-way on &lt;a href="http://www.sellpartyof.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sell Party of 3...4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and she was going to announce the winner on the 20th. (Only now I realize that YESTERDAY was actually the 20th ...&lt;em&gt; such is my life&lt;/em&gt;). AND guess who the WINNER was? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEP! ME, I WON!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is what I won:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383988512274329202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/SrfFBrzlLnI/AAAAAAAAF6c/JSXoLfLXSW4/s400/nursing_cover_up_-1jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383988501029748578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/SrfFBB6qf2I/AAAAAAAAF6U/IqahmCWiaak/s400/nursing_cover_up.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=29436915" target="_blank" closure_hashcode_mu3qm="240"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Balaboosta Baby's Shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRUE, I really would have been excited to win anything, but I am super excited to win this!!! I have never had anything like this, I've always just used blankets and I KNOW I'm going to LOVE this! Seriously, probably no one will love this more than me! I'm so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my day has gone from just a blah Monday to me wanting to dance around the living room because I won this little nursing blanket! :) Funny how that works!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go visit &lt;a href="http://www.sellpartyof.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sell Party of 3 ...4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Say hi to her, she loves her readers. She does fun food reviews and always has a give-a-way going on. Plus she's really cute and friendly, she would love for you to say hi I'm sure! And make sure you enter her next give-a-way, maybe you'll be dancing around the living room like me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-414212959494134362?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/414212959494134362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-had-to-share.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/414212959494134362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/414212959494134362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-had-to-share.html' title='Just Had To Share'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/SrfFBrzlLnI/AAAAAAAAF6c/JSXoLfLXSW4/s72-c/nursing_cover_up_-1jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-5012053425889811681</id><published>2009-09-09T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Lips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/BabyLips-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Look at those sweet little lips!  I can't get over that picture!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tony and I went to my doctor's appointment yesterday.  I am now going every 3 weeks!  I can't believe that by my NEXT appointment (3 weeks from now) I am going to be 30 weeks!  WOW!  This baby will be here before we know it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tony and I were joking about what a nice date we had, cause that's as close as we get! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; It was really nice though, to just be the two of us for a long drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The appointment went well. Baby looks good.  I got a flu shot and passed my glucose test. So all good news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dr Hartman was fancying himself quite the photographer.  So we got several pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ultrasound98.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 612px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 918px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ultrasound98.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; This one below, was from our last appointment that I never posted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/81709ultrasound-1.jpg" border="0" /&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/7171829980911023848-5012053425889811681?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5012053425889811681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-lips.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5012053425889811681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5012053425889811681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/baby-lips.html' title='Baby Lips'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-7226601489455879382</id><published>2009-09-07T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweetest Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaDell-6-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/GIrls-3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/GIrls-3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Hugs-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieNoon-3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1021px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieNoon-3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday we went for a little drive and stopped at a little trailhead in Highland, right at the base of the mountain. The girls had fun playing in the mountains. They are so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of days ago, Ayla was standing by the bottom of my bed and Tayvie came in from the bathroom and gave Ayla the sweetest hug. She just hugged her for atleast a minute, for no particular reason. It was the sweetest thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning they've been riding their bikes, sometimes both of them on the same bike. They've also been coloring, and they did the spots on the floor again. I just get a kick out of watching them do things together. I love that they play together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-7226601489455879382?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7226601489455879382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/sweetest-thing.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7226601489455879382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7226601489455879382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/sweetest-thing.html' title='The Sweetest Thing'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-2355875433679181226</id><published>2009-09-03T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Legacy Pamphlet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remeber &lt;a href="http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/proud-momma.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last October, we did this little photoshoot for Legacy Village and they used one of the photos on their website.  Well, yesterday Michele Cockayne walked into their new location on 5400 South &amp;amp; 3200 West and was surprised to see this:&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0023-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 867px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0023-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How cute is that?  Ayla is on the front cover of their pamphlets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So then, of course, I had to check out their &lt;a href="http://legacyretire.com/index.php/site/our_missiion/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; again and they've redone it.  This is the second page of their website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaLegacyWebsite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 818px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 486px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaLegacyWebsite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We just think these are fun!  I've seen billboards with some of these pictures on them, I haven't seen any with Ayla yet but keep an eye out and let me know if you do!  How funny huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-2355875433679181226?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2355875433679181226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/legacy-pamphlet.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/2355875433679181226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/2355875433679181226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/legacy-pamphlet.html' title='Legacy Pamphlet'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-9167619472888521708</id><published>2009-09-02T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three and a Half</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0137-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1023px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0137-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayla is now three and a half!  I thought this was so cute I had to video her doing this the other day.  She was walking around and around this tree and singing some song she had made up very quitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is still dying to go to school.  She asks me about it everyday.  Apparently the older neighborkids are having an inside-out clothes day and she has reminded me several times that it's inside-out day.  Once we get settled I'm going to have to find her a pre-school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayla loves to help me.  She loves to have a plan and do things step by step.  She loves to show Tayvie how to do things, like go potty.  It's so cute to listen to her explain things step by step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says things like "I've got news for you Momma."  and yea she calls me "Momma."   Actually, sometimes she calls me a "silly-goose!" She says things everyday that make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to watch the weather, which is funny cause I get so bored by the weather that I always forget to pay attention to the 7 day forcast but since she's so into it I have to pay attention.  She always wants to know where we are on the map and where Aunt Julie is.  She also tells me when there will be thunderstorms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so sweet and loves to cuddle.  She'll randomly tell me "I love ya Momma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when she tells me a story.  I love to see her act it out and her facial expressions while she's telling it.  She'll get so into it.  It's really cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's definately my little buddy, involved in everything I'm doing.  She makes me happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0141-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1023px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0141-1.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/7171829980911023848-9167619472888521708?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/9167619472888521708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/three-and-half.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/9167619472888521708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/9167619472888521708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/three-and-half.html' title='Three and a Half'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-8498868311345952802</id><published>2009-09-02T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures of an 18 Month Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-18-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1023px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-18-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1023px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie3-5-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Tayvie is 18 months old now.  Still 18 pounds, she'll eat twice what Ayla does and then top it off with half of my meal, but she's got so much energy!  If I say "let's go" Tayvie will immediately run and get her shoes, and she's ready.  When I tell her to go get something she's gone in a split second to get it.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is crazy about brushing her teeth.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She loves to pretend to be a kitty with her sister, she will just all of the sudden start crawling around and meowing and wants me to pet her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She has an OBSESSION with shoes!  Her favorite word probably!  If you take your shoes off she will bring them to you and want you to put them on.  And she's picky about what shoes she wants to wear, she will tell me no until she picks out the ones she wants.  She's really funny! Shoes probably connect to going outside.  Another one of her favorite words "Out-side" She begs all day long, she just loves to be outside!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She loves to sing!!!  All I have to do is say the word sing and she starts singing.  It's so cute!  In church she sits with the hymn book and sings as loud as she can, which is like the only time she ever sits still at all!   She goes to nursery now, and loves it!  She's wanted to go for a while and knows which door it is.  She also loves to say prayers, she folds her arms and bows her head and points her finger at Ayla to fold her arms and then she'll point to me and say "say it." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Driving in the car when we come to a stop light she yells "GO"  "GO"... until we go again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She LOVES the baby in my tummy!  It seems like it's so real to her.  She loves to lift up my shirt and give her kisses, and tickle her.  She gets really excited about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She picks things up really fast, like she doesn't really have to take time to learn them, she just does them, like riding her scooter and her bike.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Other things she says: "un, DU, de, GO!"  "See that?!" "Get it"  "MOM!" "Da"  "&lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt;" "Cheese" "drink" "want that" "no" ... I should keep a better list cause I know there's a bunch more I'll think of later!  She is also so cute with her sign language.  She does "more" a lot and "all done" and "baby" is the cutest, with a huge grin on her face!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is not afraid of anything.  Tayvie is adventurous and full of energy!  She is still a sweetheart although she can be mean too.  She defends her territory for sure and she's a pretty tough little girl! Probably the best word to describe her is BUSY, she is always busy doing something and she's doing whatever it is quickly!  The other word would usually be HAPPY, most of the time she has this HUGE grin on her face and her eyes are just sparkling.  Aww, I just love that little face!  She is a lot of fun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie2-5-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-8498868311345952802?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8498868311345952802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/adventures-of-18-month-old.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8498868311345952802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8498868311345952802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/adventures-of-18-month-old.html' title='Adventures of an 18 Month Old'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-799913133793090610</id><published>2009-09-02T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayla and the Webcam</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/IMG000154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night Ayla was playing with the webcam.  I just thought it was cute how she would set it all up and then smile for herself as she took the picture.  Each one she had someone in mind that she wanted to send it to.  What a little cutie!&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/7171829980911023848-799913133793090610?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/799913133793090610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/ayla-and-webcam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/799913133793090610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/799913133793090610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/ayla-and-webcam.html' title='Ayla and the Webcam'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-7353615055112377658</id><published>2009-09-01T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Avoiding the Massive Fall Below</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cliff2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1040px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 744px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cliff2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This sums it up pretty well: hanging off the edge of the cliff and holding on as tight as we can to avoid the massive fall below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha, ha! I just thought that was funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(but I guess really)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's some more Yellowstone classics:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1048px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 739px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Curtisheadpokingup-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 951px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1331px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Diver-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Watch out! That guys going to jump!... and who's that creepy guy in the background of our family picture?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ha! ha! Classic!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-7353615055112377658?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7353615055112377658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/avoiding-massive-fall-below.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7353615055112377658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7353615055112377658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/09/avoiding-massive-fall-below.html' title='Avoiding the Massive Fall Below'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-5581517528570991823</id><published>2009-08-27T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spot Cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1509px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1003px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Do you know how much I love that they love to do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never ask them, but Ayla asks me if they can clean the spots on the floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it cause they do a good job... and I hate to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-5581517528570991823?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5581517528570991823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/08/spot-cleaning.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5581517528570991823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5581517528570991823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/08/spot-cleaning.html' title='Spot Cleaning'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4608754427343009781</id><published>2009-08-21T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Correct Answer Is... (&amp; a whole list of excuses)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaTayvie-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaTayvie-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y E L L O W S T O N E !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a great time, and I have a whole bunch of pictures to share, I know I'm being really slow lately, but I will get to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also have a new ultrasound picture of our still nameless baby girl to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which just reminds me of all my excuses for being a blog slacker lately!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My scanner hasn't worked for months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  I don't know why.  I haven't even told Tony about it to see if he can fix it.  It's probably something simple, but there's so much going on it doesn't cross my mind until I actually want to use it!  So I've been taking pictures of the ultrasounds to post them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my lenses are broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for my camera.  One completely, the other still functions just not so great.  Yep, the completely broken one is the one I just had fixed.  Sad.  So, you know, I don't post much with out pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh! Let's not forget, &lt;strong&gt;Photobucket sucks&lt;/strong&gt;!  How do you guys upload your pictures?  I think I need a new idea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm starting my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;work at home business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which required me setting up my own business, lot's of paperwork and studying like crazy to pass a test. This is what my time has been filled with.  I'm excited for this!  I can't wait to see how it all works out! It's medical claims billing and my test is MONDAY.  Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UMM, and how about the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; house selling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stuff?  Yea, that's a big one too.  Lot's of paperwork, lot's of cleaning &amp;amp; packing.  For the last month or so I have kept the house ready to be seen at the drop of a hat, dishes done, laundry done &amp;amp; put away, toys cleaned up immediately, girls ready to go, shoes in the diaper bag so we can just walk out the door.  I've actually enjoyed living this way for the most part, it's nice having everything orderly, a lot of work, but less stressful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then there's the&lt;strong&gt; trips&lt;/strong&gt;.  We've had Scout Camp, Cabin Trips, Evanston Trip, Youth Conference, Girl's Camp, &amp;amp; Yellowstone.  Love the get aways!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; the &lt;strong&gt;18 month old&lt;/strong&gt; is C R A Z Y!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hopefully, that will buy me a little more time! :)  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's what's going on here.  Summer's always busy for everyone so I don't feel too bad about a little slacking. :)  What's everyone else been up to?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-4608754427343009781?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4608754427343009781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/08/correct-answer-is-whole-list-of-excuses.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4608754427343009781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4608754427343009781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/08/correct-answer-is-whole-list-of-excuses.html' title='The Correct Answer Is... (&amp;amp; a whole list of excuses)'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6212615864909576016</id><published>2009-08-13T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>guess where we've been...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Heaven-2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 679px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1023px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Heaven-2-1.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/7171829980911023848-6212615864909576016?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6212615864909576016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/08/guess-where-we-been.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6212615864909576016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6212615864909576016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/08/guess-where-we-been.html' title='guess where we&amp;#39;ve been...'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-119159078137817951</id><published>2009-08-03T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:31.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Two to the Niner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/HappyBirthdayTony-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/HappyBirthdayTony2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Slipnslide7-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Slipnslide5-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Slipnslide5-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Slipnslide4-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Slipnslide3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Slipnslide3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Slipnslide6-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Slipnslide6-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday Tony!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tony turned twenty-nine years old on Saturday.  We celebrated with a very yummy early morning ward breakfast, and then our own little party.  Ayla insisted we wear party hats and have balloons while Tony opened his presents.  We had each made him a card, and we gave him a little matress pump, and a razor that said NASCAR on it.  We spent the rest of the day together, visited some friends, and then came home and got out the slip n slide.  It had been a very nice family day and turned in to a beautiful relaxing night in the back yard playing with these happy little girls in the water.  Doesn't get much better than this!  Hope you had a nice day too Tony! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-119159078137817951?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/119159078137817951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-two-to-niner.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/119159078137817951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/119159078137817951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-two-to-niner.html' title='The Big Two to the Niner'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-9158753113697925308</id><published>2009-08-03T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What These Sisters Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0011-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0004-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0004-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0012-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0012-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm laughing my head off at these two! Oh my gosh! They are so funny! I just downloaded my camera and found all of these sisterly moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are such &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;jumpin' beans&lt;/span&gt; right now! REALLY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is their favorite thing to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A week or two ago ayla jumped the WHOLE flight of stairs- AHH! Tony and I both dove to catch her and she just looked at us like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'what's the big deal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;' So now she knows she can jump no higher than the fourth stair, which I still think is a bit much. Most of the time she is a bird flapping her wings when she jumps. Tayvie is so cute, she knows she can only jump from the first stair and a lot of the time she doesn't jump so much as throw herself straight forward which I think would be harder! She counts to three&lt;em&gt; 'un- do - DE!&lt;/em&gt;' and then she jumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Stairs1-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Stairs1-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Stairs3-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Stairs3-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Stairs2-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Stairs2-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just thought these where funny. I love Tayvie's little leg hangin' on her sister (in that second picture), it stayed that way for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Computer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Computer1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Computer2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Computer2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are obsessed with the computer! Really cuts down my computer time- that will be my excuse for not keeping up so much! They both LOVE Farmtown on Facebook. They plant vegetables, and trees and harvest them. Tayvie's crazy about the animals, she loves the sheep and the cows! She does all the mouse clicking to plant and harvest things. Ayla asks me 20 times a day if she has anything to harvest, but I only let her check it morning, sometimes lunch time and bed time. I think it teaches them some cool things though. This picture, they are playing starfall.com which is an awesome site to learn alphabet and reading! This was so cute, Ayla was helping Tayvie through some of the stories, and Tayvie couldn't have been happier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Jumping1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Jumping2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Jumping2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More jumping on Ayla's bed. Ayla has taken over my ipod cause it has her little stories and toddler tunes on it, but she doesn't always stick to those- yesterday she was jammin' out to Airsupply... that would be Tony's music. ey-yi-yi. But I am proud when she turns it on to a good Matchbox Twenty song (even though I know she doesn't know what she's picking, but she is pretty picky about what she likes and what she doesn't). This is another one of their favorite things right now, turning on the ipod and dancin' in Ayla's room, most of the time they end up in princess dresses too, cause how do you dance with out a princess dress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Resting.jpg" border="0" /&gt; After all that jumpin' everyone needs a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Reading-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Reading-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one was yesterday after dinner at Grandpa's house. Ayla was reading Tayvie a book about Animals and they were making all the animal sounds. &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/7171829980911023848-9158753113697925308?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/9158753113697925308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-these-sisters-do.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/9158753113697925308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/9158753113697925308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-these-sisters-do.html' title='What These Sisters Do'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-2870769812516793277</id><published>2009-07-23T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Littlest Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 484px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/1-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/6-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 494px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/6-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/4-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 505px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/4-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/5-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 481px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/5-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/3-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 509px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/3-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big day yesterday!  We went to Ogden for our big ultrasound.  Tony was able to come and Ayla and Tayvie were able to watch as well.  It's so incredible to be able to see this baby inside me!  The ultrasound lady's name is Katie, she and I were both shocked at how stretched out this baby is!  Her head is all the way up in my ribs and her legs and feet are just stretched out straight as far down as they can go!  I had no idea!  I knew where her feet where cause I can feel her kick but I had no idea she was up so high already!  Glad she's comfy though!  In that first ultrasound picture up top I think she looks like Tayvie! I have a dvd of the ultrasound and it's really fun to watch her little fingers and watch her mouth moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 509px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Itsagirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the picture that means she's a girl (see the arrow and the dot).  The ultrasound is 30 minutes long so we looked several times and the verdict is a GIRL!!!  This means I can still say "the girls and I" and "come on girls."  This means all the girly baby blankets I have and bedding and not to mention all the clothes will be used again! I'm so excited about that!  Everytime I put the girls clothes away I wonder if I'll ever see them again- and now I will!  I'm excited for these 3 little sisters to grow up together!  How fun will that be?!  It's amazing how much putting a gender to the baby makes me feel her identity a little more- does that make sense? It some how makes her more real, I don't really know how to expain it.  Good news!  Good day yesterday!  We're happy!&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/7171829980911023848-2870769812516793277?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2870769812516793277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/07/littlest-sister.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/2870769812516793277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/2870769812516793277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/07/littlest-sister.html' title='The Littlest Sister'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4982333454944423909</id><published>2009-07-16T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our house is a very very fine house...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a hard one. 2009 has been a rough year over here at the Goddard house. It has forced us to make some tough decisions, and to make them over and over and over again. After months of procrastinating and hoping things would change we've now taken a step forward in that decision and we have put our house on the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 571px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/House1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love our house, I walk around here feeling like it's a mansion in my own personal garden of Eden. The paint on the walls is part of our personality and holds some of the best memories of bringing these little babies home. We've loved working on our deck and in our yard together. There's nothing better than taking a walk around our neighborhood on a nice summer night and visiting with friends and neighbors here. We've been so comfortable here. We feel so loved here. This is our home, and it's hard to imagine any other place encompassing all that we have here. But I'm not telling you this for pitty, we know this is what we need to do and we know we will be happy as long as we have each other no matter where we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/LivingRoom1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Kitchen1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Kitchen1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Kitchen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Kitchen2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 530px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 797px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/DinningArea2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/DinningArea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 800px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 540px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/DinningArea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Room11-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 530px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 797px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Room11-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Room12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Room21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Room21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Room22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/MasterBedroom1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 530px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 797px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/MasterBedroom1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 530px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 797px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/MasterBedroom3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Bathroom1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 530px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 797px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Bathroom1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 530px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 797px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Bathroom2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/LaundryBathroom-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 530px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 797px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/LaundryBathroom-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/FamilyRoom1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/FamilyRoom1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/FamilyRoom2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/BackyardDeck-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/BackyardDeck-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Deck1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Deck1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Backyard2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Backyard2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Backyard1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 799px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 531px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/Backyard1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how you can help: If you know anyone looking for a house, ours is seriously a KILLER deal because we need it to sell quickly to avoid debt. It is really an amazing house for such a low price, it's really a steal. It would be instant equity. So if you do know or hear of anyone looking for a house send them to this link&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.houseforsaleutah.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;www.houseforsaleutah.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it has all the info and a bunch of pictures. It is on the &lt;a href="http://www.utahrealestate.com/899637"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; too. Thanks for your help!&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&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-4982333454944423909?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4982333454944423909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-house-is-very-very-fine-house.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4982333454944423909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4982333454944423909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-house-is-very-very-fine-house.html' title='Our house is a very very fine house...'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/House/th_House1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-5993339242547051777</id><published>2009-07-01T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What did you say to our daughter?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla-15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ayla: "What did my dad say to me?"&lt;br /&gt;Me:"I dun no"&lt;br /&gt;Ayla, phone in hand: "Call my dad and say &lt;strong&gt;'what did you say to our daughter?&lt;/strong&gt;' and he will say 'take that big soap and rub it on my face.'  I will get the soap!"&lt;br /&gt;...and she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my heck, she's hillarious! &lt;br /&gt;She sings everything she says lately. &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, she caught one of those commercials about getting rid of 'body fat.'  So of course she asks me if I have body fat, which I deny.  Then she starts singing 'We are getting rid of body fat, we are getting rid of body fat...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can always make me laugh no matter what my mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-5993339242547051777?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5993339242547051777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-did-you-say-to-our-daughter.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5993339242547051777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5993339242547051777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-did-you-say-to-our-daughter.html' title='What did you say to our daughter?'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-3810155334627750032</id><published>2009-06-25T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Anticipation Is Killing Me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.robthomasmusic.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cradlesong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am counting down the days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(4 days 10 hours) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All day Tuesday I will be listening to the new&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.robthomasmusic.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rob Thomas cd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two Christmas' ago Tony gave me this:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/itunes.gif" border="0" /&gt;I've been saving it for &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; such an occassion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The last few months I've been listening to this:&lt;a href="http://www.keithurban.net/#/home"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DefyingGravity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a great year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First &lt;a href="http://www.keithurban.net/#/home"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keith Urban&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and now&lt;a href="http://www.robthomasmusic.com/"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Rob Thomas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are some listens for ya:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/rDL8mS/music/Wn6YI_Rr/rob-thomas-here-comes-horses/"&gt;Here comes Horses - Rob Thomas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -not from the new album, but so so pretty!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/artists/keith_urban/music/UTcHzRnS/keith-urban-if-ever-i-could-love/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If Ever I Could Love - Keith Urban&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;- my favorite on the new cd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-3810155334627750032?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3810155334627750032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/anticipation-is-killing-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/3810155334627750032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/3810155334627750032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/anticipation-is-killing-me.html' title='The Anticipation Is Killing Me!!!'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6987489999985096312</id><published>2009-06-24T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose or Christo? That is the question.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/BabyUltrasoundJune232009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/BabyUltrasoundJune232009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's baby at 16 weeks. I am always amazed at how much the baby has grown in the past four weeks! Even as much as I expect it, I'm still always shocked! I also think that it's funny how I can sit and watch the ultrasound and it's so clear and it looks just like a baby and then he snaps the picture and it looks like this! :) You can see the baby's face in this one though, that's kind of fun! And it's little legs are tucked up underneath.&lt;br /&gt;Ayla has come up with some names for the baby. The other day, we were driving home and she says &lt;em&gt;'Mom, when is Rose going to come out?'&lt;/em&gt; Sounds like I'm giving birth to an old lady! Of course she always refers to it as Rose but when forced to come up with a boy name she originally suggested Carlos but now says Christo would be a nice name.&lt;br /&gt;We get to find out if it's a little &lt;em&gt;Rose&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Christo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on July 22nd, just four weeks away! The Doc did look yesterday and we had a real clear shot, so he gave me his guess, but I'm not going to put much weight on that just in case it's different news in four weeks! So why don't you give me your guesses, boy or girl? What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-6987489999985096312?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6987489999985096312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/rose-or-christo-that-is-question.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6987489999985096312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6987489999985096312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/rose-or-christo-that-is-question.html' title='Rose or Christo? That is the question.'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6278758468865855230</id><published>2009-06-15T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Welcome Pharmaceudical Companies For My Substantial Contributions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I ran to the pharmacy today to pick up some antibiotics. I have a constant UTI so while I'm with child the good doc insists that I take the antibiotics every day until a month before the baby is due, apparently there is a premature labor risk if I don't. You know how bad I am at taking &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;m e d i c a t i o n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aparently Doctor Hartman does too cause two weeks ago he left me a personal message saying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Lacie, take your medicine, find some way to take it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny. So here I am two weeks later actually filling the rx. Nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I'm telling you this because... well, for no reason really, just cause it's such an adventure to do anything with Tayvie! My pharmacy is at Alberston's cause the pharmacists there are really nice and I think they're funny. So I thought, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;'Oh my gosh! Albertson's has those super fun car carts! That will be a blast for the girls!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I drop of my rx and the girls are all excited to drive the car around the store. So we do a few laps while we're killing time, and of course they are both loving it, but of course when I park the cart so we can go pick up the rx, Tayvie has a major fit! She keeps trying to run back to the cart until we actually leave the store. She is hillarious how stubborn she is. I remember Ayla being stubborn, but in a different way than Tayvie... &lt;em&gt;I think atleast.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This little story doesn't really do it justice, I was tired by the time we got back in the car and thought, 'Wow! Picking up a rx shouldn't be this hard!'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I totally still thought it was fun to let them drive the car cart and would totally do it again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tayvie's just turning into such a little girl. Totally a toddler now. She is so quick- just speedy, and I'm slower than normal. She has no fear really, and she knows exactly what she wants and has a plan she's carrying out at all times. She's so funny. I just love to watch her run around here with a plan in her head!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0073-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Also, she's a mess. A cracker, whatever, she can cover her face and her clothes and the floor with whatever you give her. So this is her cheesy face, and it's hard to get a picture of her any more with out her&lt;em&gt; scrunching&lt;/em&gt; her cute little face all up and saying "CHEEEEESE."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-6278758468865855230?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6278758468865855230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-welcome-pharmaceudical-companies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6278758468865855230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6278758468865855230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-welcome-pharmaceudical-companies.html' title='You&amp;#39;re Welcome Pharmaceudical Companies For My Substantial Contributions'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6483697503307396024</id><published>2009-06-11T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Frog Legs?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0014-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0014-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww! One of those moments that makes your heart happy as a mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right at this very moment, Ayla and Tayvie are playing school. They're such little best friends! So dang cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me? I am blogging to avoid the kazillion things I should be doing instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time's up I guess, back to work now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ayla's asking me if we can make 'chocolate frog legs.' Any ideas on how to do &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY RAINY THURSDAY EVERYONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-6483697503307396024?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6483697503307396024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/chocolate-frog-legs.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6483697503307396024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6483697503307396024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/chocolate-frog-legs.html' title='Chocolate Frog Legs?'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-1046655352925923556</id><published>2009-06-08T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutshellin' Seven Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/4-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 626px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/4-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was barely 21, Tony was almost 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day was beautiful and sunny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were married at 8:20 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the Salt Lake Temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lake Tahoe for the Honeymoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have vacationed in Yellowstone together that year and every year since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lived in a lovely appartment in Kearns for 9 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought a very nice house in West Valley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had three miscarriages, and three successful pregnancies&lt;em&gt; (fingers-crossed).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two beautiful little girls so far, with another &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(boy or girl)&lt;/span&gt; on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been Primary Teachers, Sunday School Teachers, Elders Quorem Presidency, Young Women's Secretary, Activities Committee, Young Men's President...and other little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seven jobs for Tony &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;(Eyre Electric, Esteemed Services, DHL Driver, Moog Aircraft, Semitool, Fluid Power Institute, and back to Moog Aircraft)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three for me &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;JCPenney Optical, Bud Bailey Construction, Jacobsen Construction&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; and then the best job of all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ten between both of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together we enjoy picnics, walks around the neighborhood, playing with the kids, grocery shopping, working together on projects, talking, dreaming, camping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're always up for a car ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so thankful for the things we have in common, and a little more reluctant to admit that I might be just as thankful for our differences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lot's of love, lot's of laughs, lot's of tears happy and sad, lot's of learning done and lot's left to do. Lot's of family times, lot's of trips, lot's of planning, lot's of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mostly, we just like to be together with each other and our family whatever we are doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/3-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Would do it all over again in a heartbeat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just for Tony, I love you... love, your sweetiekins.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-1046655352925923556?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1046655352925923556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/nutshellin-seven-years.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1046655352925923556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1046655352925923556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/nutshellin-seven-years.html' title='Nutshellin&amp;#39; Seven Years'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-77856475298499243</id><published>2009-06-02T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Great Big Exciting Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/playingatpark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fridays always feel&lt;/span&gt; special to me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and this was the Friday before Memorial Day Weekend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so I packed a picnic and took the girls to a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;park&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/skywalk-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ayla has been wanting to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;walk over a skywalk&lt;/span&gt;, so Saturday we drove specifically to a skywalk and took the girls across it. They loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Such a small thing but it was fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Completely irrational I know, but I got a little afraid once I got to the top, and had to force myself to go across).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/thefam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/thefam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Monday.&lt;/span&gt; Hangin' with the fam at the Grams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/lunch-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/lunch-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; mmmm.&lt;/em&gt; Mom &amp;amp; Dad bought everyone lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt; about eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/sandcastle.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Super cool Daddy making &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sandcastles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/girlsbuildin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the girls take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I promised &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exciting&lt;/strong&gt;, I know, did you miss it?&lt;br /&gt;That was the part where we walked over the skywalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family weekends are always the best!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-77856475298499243?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/77856475298499243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-great-big-exciting-memorial-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/77856475298499243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/77856475298499243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-great-big-exciting-memorial-day.html' title='Our Great Big Exciting Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4175989775068955958</id><published>2009-05-27T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bet Ya Didn't Know I Could Keep A Secret!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/FamilyPicture-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 473px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 635px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/FamilyPicture-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was really more about finding the RIGHT time to share more than keeping it a secret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We told our families the week after Annie &amp;amp; Jakes wedding, and word is starting to spread so I figure now is probably the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was the first ultrasound on April 27th. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was just a tiny bean with a tiny beating dot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/42709baby3ultrasound1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 540px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/42709baby3ultrasound1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are yesterday's ultrasounds.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Unreal how much this little baby has grown in just four weeks! We could see a hand with fingers moving around, feet and legs kicking, it's little chest moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/52609baby3ultrasound3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 455px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/52609baby3ultrasound3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/52709baby3ultrasound1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 447px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/52709baby3ultrasound1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I'm about 12.5 weeks... 3 months! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The baby's due date is December 5th, the doctor says it's December 14th, whomever you want to believe on that one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We are so excited for this little baby!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AYLA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We told Ayla the day before we told our families, she sat and talked to me about it for about 45 minutes. She was so interested! We looked at pictures on the internet of what the baby looks like in my tummy and she couldn't get enough. She immediately INSISTED the baby is a &lt;em&gt;girl &lt;/em&gt;and she said she wants to buy her an airplane! You can argue with her all you want but she still INSISTS the baby's a girl, she always says the &lt;em&gt;next one&lt;/em&gt; is a brother! The doctor referred to the baby as "it" yesterday and Ayla quickly corrected him by just saying "SHE."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She likes to take care of the baby and me.  She tries to share her food with me cause "the baby is hungry."  She pretends she can feel the baby kicking.  She asks me about the baby all the time and if it's big enough to come out, even though she knows it's not coming until Christmas time.  She tells everyone she sees that Mommy's got a baby in her tummy and shares the rest of the information she knows -part of the reason word's spreading :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I told Tayvie the day I found out.  Ayla was the first to know with Tayvie so I thought it was fun that Tayvie was the first to know with this baby.  I've tried to get her to say "baby" but she refusses, so the secret was pretty safe with her!  I was worried about her coming to the doctor's office with me yesterday cause she's so full of energy and can't sit still, but I was glad she was there, she watched the doctor do the ultrasound and saw the baby on the screen.  When we got home she was very interested in the ultrasound pictures and tickled my tummy and talked to it in her high voice like she does her dollies. So I think she might be catching on.  Tayvie has always LOVED babies, so I'm excited to watch her as she starts understanding more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tony and I couldn't ask for better news!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-4175989775068955958?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4175989775068955958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/bet-ya-didn-know-i-could-keep-secret.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4175989775068955958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4175989775068955958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/bet-ya-didn-know-i-could-keep-secret.html' title='Bet Ya Didn&amp;#39;t Know I Could Keep A Secret!'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-8905481394526660826</id><published>2009-05-20T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 428px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Individuals020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Individuals020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Individuals018.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 428px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 457px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Individuals018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Individuals018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 428px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 428px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Groups087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Individuals026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/Individuals026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My friend &lt;a href="http://www.kimsueellen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://kimorlandini.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim Orlandini Photography &lt;/a&gt;did these family photos for us. Isn't she amazing? I love them! I can't wait to get a great big family picture to hang in my front room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was really fun! Ayla was like a little model and did just as she was told! She loved Kim too, it was cute. Tayvie just wanted to explore, play with the rocks and the sticks, climb on the stairs, see what else was around. She would NOT smile for the life of her! The orchard was so pretty, and behind us there were even some deer!!! Very cool! Very fun! So glad I have these! Thank you Kim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-8905481394526660826?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8905481394526660826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/family-photos.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8905481394526660826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8905481394526660826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/family-photos.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family%20by%20Kim/th_Groups004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6201551093903505802</id><published>2009-05-18T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So much to talk about!</title><content type='html'>Tony is back at work today!!!  He started his job at MOOG Aircraft this morning at eight am.  I'm so use to having him home, it's so unreal to think that he's pretty much been home this whole year and we're in the middle of May!  It's going to be a big adjustment for the girls and me to get use to him being gone!  As nice as it was having him home with us, we've obvioulsy been really stressed and it will be a relief to have a little income! It will be a step towards some big changes in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dying to share some family photos that our &lt;a href="http://kimorlandini.blogspot.com/"&gt;personal family photographer &lt;/a&gt;took of us.  They were so fun, and turned out gorgeous just as we had suspected they would! &lt;a href="http://www.kimsueellen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim&lt;/a&gt; did an amazing job, she was so good with my kids... and with Tony for that matter... and me, I'm probably the worst of all at posing!  We love the pictures... I hope it's okay if I share some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pictures, I either need to steal some from &lt;a href="http://www.mteyre.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trina&lt;/a&gt; or she needs to send me some, so I can tell you about my big surprise weekend!  That's how much of a surprise it was I didn't &lt;strong&gt;even&lt;/strong&gt; have my camera!!! :) So relaxxxxing though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot's of stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-6201551093903505802?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6201551093903505802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-much-to-talk-about.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6201551093903505802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6201551093903505802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-much-to-talk-about.html' title='So much to talk about!'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6522882883997808913</id><published>2009-05-09T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little spring time rambling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Annie%20Wedding/Ilovethis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 678px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1022px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Annie%20Wedding/Ilovethis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You have to love Spring! It's so nice to be able to get out of the house a little bit, walk around the neighborhood, sit in the backyard, work in the gardens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tayvie of course is at the age that she's happy as long as she's outside. She sliced a BIG hole in her little tiny finger yesterday, I wrapped it up good and tried to get the bleeding to stop, she was wimpering and so sad so I took her outside and she snapped right back into her happy little self! Easy as that! Her poor little finger though, it's going to take a while to heal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ayla's excited to watch the flowers bloom. She's excited to show everyone that comes over her "blooming flower!" She loves the dandelions, she's so proud of how many we have cause she thinks they're real flowers. She picks them and tells me to put them in my hair. She also brings them to me and shows me how I'm supposed to crush them in my hand "cause that's what the kangaroo does on &lt;em&gt;Horton Hears A Who&lt;/em&gt;." Tony's going to kill the dandelions today. Sad for her. Happy for me. Although I'm sure there will still be plenty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RIP Dandelions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-6522882883997808913?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6522882883997808913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-little-spring-time-rambling.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6522882883997808913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6522882883997808913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-little-spring-time-rambling.html' title='Just a little spring time rambling'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Annie%20Wedding/th_Ilovethis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4956988833761786426</id><published>2009-05-09T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It really WAS a nice day for a white wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/zoneofmyfavorites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1023px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 680px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/zoneofmyfavorites.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/zwholemansion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 680px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1023px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/zwholemansion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/zshoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 680px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1023px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/zshoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/coolio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 678px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1022px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/gorgeous.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/mmmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 678px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1022px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/mmmm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/zstairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 681px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 1022px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/zstairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1023px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 680px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/Sillohette.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It's ten-ten a.m. and my girls are still sleeping. It was a busy day yesterday full of no naps, but a lot of fun. My girls got a new uncle around eleven-thirty in the morning and then we spent the rest of the day celebrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Annie was a gorgeous happy bride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom made that gorgeous wedding dress, cause she's amazing like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so excited for the two of them to start their new life together! It's so fun to think back to that time in our lives. We've been re-living all these fun memories of planning our wedding and being newly married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also we are now OFFICIALLY family with people that have always been my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vee-kids.blogspot.com/"&gt;These guys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://cassidyjourdainbailey.blogspot.com/"&gt;and these ones.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations Annie &amp;amp; Jake!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps the girls are up now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-4956988833761786426?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4956988833761786426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-really-was-nice-day-for-white.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4956988833761786426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4956988833761786426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-really-was-nice-day-for-white.html' title='It really WAS a nice day for a white wedding'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/Bridals/th_zoneofmyfavorites.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4742652553698419293</id><published>2009-05-01T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engagies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/49-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 508px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 765px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/49-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/49.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/49.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 510px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 1024px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 680px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 510px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/piggyback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 510px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/piggyback.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 510px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 510px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/oooIlikethisone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 510px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/oooIlikethisone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 510px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/legsonrockystairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 510px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/legsonrockystairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/magazineadforpearls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 510px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/magazineadforpearls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/jumping3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 510px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 768px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/jumping3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/coolonbridgeabovecars-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 509px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 766px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i588.photobucket.com/albums/ss324/photofavies/coolonbridgeabovecars-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My youngest sister Annie is marrying Jake one week from today! How exciting! I've been going through bridal photos like mad but can't share until Jake can see... must. wait. one. more. week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've resorted to the engagies. These two beautiful people could be in magazines don't ya think? &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/7171829980911023848-4742652553698419293?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4742652553698419293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/engagies.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4742652553698419293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4742652553698419293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/05/engagies.html' title='Engagies'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6286227241085604100</id><published>2009-04-30T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Update</title><content type='html'>We have a JOB again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like this is such a rollercoaster... we have a job, we don't have a job, we have a job, we don't have a  job, we have a job!  Hopefully this is where it ends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're excited for this.  MOOG Aircraft.  Yep, Tony worked there up until Ayla was 9 months old, he really wanted to stay there but he was working as a temp and we just couldn't make it any more on that kind of money.  So that's when he went to Semitool.  He has always intended to go back to MOOG, and now that he has more experience the situation is much better.  The people there are his friends, they are all so nice.  They really, really wanted him to come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be nice to have him working somewhere that I know he's comfortable and happy and treated well! Yeay! We're excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-6286227241085604100?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6286227241085604100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/job-update.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6286227241085604100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6286227241085604100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/job-update.html' title='Job Update'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-2201000983488831180</id><published>2009-04-23T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Work Again...</title><content type='html'>Tony pulled in the driveway this morning about 8 and I thought &lt;em&gt;uut-ooh &lt;/em&gt;and then when I saw his face I thought&lt;em&gt; oh no! &lt;/em&gt;At first I thought he just forgot something, and then I realized he had lost his job. He walked in the door and said "Well, I got &lt;strong&gt;LAID OFF&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently his boss called him in this morning and told him there was not enough electronic work to keep him, he said if he ever had more Tony would be the first guy he would call. He talked about how much he likes Tony and said he's the kind of guy he could just talk to all day, but he can't keep him when he doesn't have the work. Bad news. But we weren't sure the job was living up to all it had promised in the beginning anyway, so it's probably just another blessing in disguise. Probably just a place filler while our dream job becomes available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where we need your help. If you hear of anyone who needs an INCREDIBLY AMAZING ELECTRONICS GUY and wants to pay him millions. Send them our way and we'll consider it, (&lt;em&gt;we might even accept slightly less&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Reality check. I mean if they're willing to give him a PAY CHECK...&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to hear any of these terms: Electronic Technician, Field Technician, Electronic Engineering... those are the types of jobs we're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, don't worry about us, we have a plan: Tony suggested we get rid of all our belongings and move to a cardboard box, I asked if we could paint it purple and got the green light on that one. The address of the box will be forth coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-2201000983488831180?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2201000983488831180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/out-of-work-again.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/2201000983488831180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/2201000983488831180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/out-of-work-again.html' title='Out of Work Again...'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4868194286510268332</id><published>2009-04-17T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>green</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/greengrass-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 637px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/greengrass-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/greengrass.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/HappyAyla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/HappyAyla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-14.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/SillyAyla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/SillyAyla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaDell-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/GreenTayvie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/GreenTayvie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/GreenAyla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/GreenAyla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieLawnmower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieLawnmower.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-4868194286510268332?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4868194286510268332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/green.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4868194286510268332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4868194286510268332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/green.html' title='green'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-310901150055553680</id><published>2009-04-06T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Kissesatdinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Kissesatdinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/backs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/backs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 639px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieSmiling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Sleepingonthestairs-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 637px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Sleepingonthestairs-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are so many things I need to write to remember. All the fun, silly, clever, smart, sweet things these girls are saying and doing. I don't even know where to start, but here's this for now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nothing makes my heart happier than to watch these two playing together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They are such sweet sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/7171829980911023848-310901150055553680?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/310901150055553680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/playing-together.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/310901150055553680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/310901150055553680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/playing-together.html' title='Playing Together'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-5237648368711646375</id><published>2009-04-03T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eatin' Good In The Neighborhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Bread-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Bread-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In January we decided as a family to start eating healthy! Funny statement cause we always &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; we ate fairly healthy. Everyone has a different definition of eating healthy, but we have made some big changes around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;With the help of not having a job for the first two months, we stopped eating out. And we've been trying to eat less processed foods like frozen corndogs... (you know all the easy stuff)... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We've only been eating homemade breads cause we know exactly what's in them (and I can use healthy ingredience).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We've been eating &lt;em&gt;lesssss&lt;/em&gt; sugar, not just sweets, but less sugar in everything. Realizing that sugar is in EVERYTHING!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No soda pop. That stuff is bad. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(okay, if we want one once a month or so we go for it, but I honestly don't even want it cause I know I feel better with out it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been studying lots of things. The biggest change we've made so far is that the girls (and I) now drink homemade rice milk. Tayvie has had terrible &lt;a href="http://www.healthy-skin-guide.com/excema-causes.html"&gt;eczima&lt;/a&gt; since she started drinking cow's milk, her little cheeks were red and rough like sandpaper and her legs were the same, splotchy spots that would flair up. Nothing seemed to help until she started drinking rice milk, after just ONE day without cow's milk her cheeks were so kissably soft!!! Beautiful! Her legs are clearing more slowly but they look and feel fantastic!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been making and freezing things like waffles and pancakes cause I make them with our homemade rice milk and no sugar... &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; they are still yummy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We've been eating lots and lots of vegetables. mmmm. Meat, we do mainly chicken and turkey, less red meats (those who know me well will laugh cause they know even before this I was always cooking CHICKEN).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most recently, I've been limiting cheese. IS THAT THE HARDEST THING EVER??? Yep, it's a tough one! I haven't come up with a good cheese substitute yet- any ideas? I'll take 'em. Cheese is very concentraited with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Casein"&gt;casein &lt;/a&gt;(a protien that is found in milk) in fact, cheese IS casein, but it's like the yummiest food ever, it makes anything and everything yummy, and it's easy. If there's nothing else to eat you can always give the kids a cheese stick or throw some cheese on a homemade tortilla! But so far so good, honestly the kids don't miss it- but I do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tony mentioned twice last week how good he feels and that he has much more energy especially after lunch. I feel good too. It's interesting how we've started to realize what foods don't make us feel good. For me, my doctor told me in December that I am pre-diabetic and if I would do this it would cure my &lt;a href="http://www.medicinenet.com/polycystic_ovary/article.htm"&gt;PCOS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; (you know, I could have babies with less trouble, cool eh? I'm totally up for that!)&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Side note: PCOS is caused by the way my body deals with insulin~ completely related to diabetes&lt;/span&gt;. So how cool is that to be able to be CURED? Cool. So who knows how long it will take, I know it's a process. We cheat here and there now, but we're getting good at it just being how we eat! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope this doesn't come across preachy or know-it-all-ish &lt;em&gt;(I'll be the first to admit I'm not even close to knowing it all... not even close),&lt;/em&gt; I've hezitated to mention this for a few months, but I just thought I should share since it's such a big part of what's going on over here. I know this isn't practical for a lot of people, but for us we're loving it. We're learning more and more as we do it. We don't want to focus on the restrictions- we still allow ourselves to eat these things here or there for the most part, especially if we are eating at someone else's house- that's a "treat" and we just eat what they're eating, but for us it's about &lt;strong&gt;more consistantly chosing healthy foods&lt;/strong&gt;. Our definition of health foods will probably evolve the more we learn and the more we do this. It's incredible how much there is to learn about what's in what we eat and how it effects our bodies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a big lifestyle change for us, but a lot of fun too~ fun cooking and creating healthy foods that make us feel good! It's my newest hobby and the girls love helping me!&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;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll tell ya I never would have read this whole thing, I would have clicked on this and thought 'hum, picture of bread...LOTS of words- good bye.' Let me know who made it through this whole thing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe I should give you a reward or something! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-5237648368711646375?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5237648368711646375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/eatin-good-in-neighborhood.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5237648368711646375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5237648368711646375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/04/eatin-good-in-neighborhood.html' title='Eatin&amp;#39; Good In The Neighborhood'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-470385922222709947</id><published>2009-03-28T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glittering Sparkly Computerized Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/?action=view&amp;amp;current=compuergeeksbw-1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/compuergeeksbw-1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was just talking to my mom who mentioned this photo. How funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is how we wedding plan! This was in January right after Annie and Jake got engaged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sister's are so fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gench too! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Even though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; she doesn't have a laptop :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They are the funniest people I know... well, they are and both my bothers. All are hillarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I just think that cause we all have the same sense of humor. We get each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love my sisters ~ Gen I'm going to have to post a glittering sparkly photo of you one of these days~ I know you'll fight me but watch out! Speaking of glittering sparkly stuff, my bothers are just as cool and just as fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awww!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so lucky to have all these guys! Lucky to be part of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I adore every single one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-470385922222709947?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/470385922222709947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/glittering-sparkly-computerized-fun.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/470385922222709947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/470385922222709947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/glittering-sparkly-computerized-fun.html' title='Glittering Sparkly Computerized Fun'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4890953819500453731</id><published>2009-03-24T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutest Little Music Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/?action=view&amp;amp;current=FamilyForever.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/?action=view&amp;amp;current=FamilyForever.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/FamilyForever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="660"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PYp0GVzmLgY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PYp0GVzmLgY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part is the end... so cute I can't even stand it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-4890953819500453731?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4890953819500453731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/cutest-little-music-video.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4890953819500453731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4890953819500453731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/cutest-little-music-video.html' title='Cutest Little Music Video'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-2503573755341776120</id><published>2009-03-23T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertising To DYE For</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 482px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DoodlebugAd-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Next time you're standing in line at the grocery store pick up the April issue of &lt;a href="http://www.creatingkeepsakes.com/content/viewmagazine/9/63/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Creating Keepsakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and turn to page 13. Those &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doodlebug.ws/viewAboutUs.action"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;creative geniuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doodlebug.ws/"&gt;Doodlebug Design&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; picked a photo of Ayla for their Easter layout and Ad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While we're on the subject &lt;a href="http://www.doodlebug.ws/viewIdeaGallery.action"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;go check out their other ads&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(click on the three advertising links)&lt;/span&gt; created by &lt;a href="http://www.doodlebug.ws/viewMeetUs.action"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tonya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. They are UNREAL!!! This lady is so incredibly creative and talented! She makes all of these things out of PAPER! I can't imagine her patience level...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 442px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 439px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DoodlebugAdLayout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned how much I love it when they use pictures of my girls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I do... very, very much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks Doodlebug Ladies!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-2503573755341776120?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2503573755341776120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/advertising-to-dye-for.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/2503573755341776120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/2503573755341776120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/advertising-to-dye-for.html' title='Advertising To DYE For'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6860914315672470466</id><published>2009-03-17T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Snooze You Loose Sister!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-11-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 637px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-11-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On St. Patrick's Day Eve we each leave a shoe by the door for the Leprachaun to fill with chocolate gold coins when he stops by in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tayvie was awake about three hours before Ayla was so she had ample time to find her shoe and the treasure inside, before Ayla woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Leprachaun had gold coins just last week but somehow misplaced them, so he left Smarties and large dollar coins this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Shoe-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took out the spoils and went straight to putting her shoe on... when that didn't work she begged me to put it on for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/StPatricksDaymorning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then she did laps happily with her shoes on. Then she returned to the candy and her sister's shoe to find out what it had in it. (Have I ever mentioned Tayvie's obsession with shoes? She is truely crazy about shoes.) &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Shoeson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Sistersshoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, when Ayla woke up she was so excited to see if the Leprachaun had come, she ran over to her shoe and pulled out the candy and coins and was as happy as could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 639px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaShoe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day everybody! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-6860914315672470466?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6860914315672470466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-snooze-you-loose-sister.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6860914315672470466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6860914315672470466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-snooze-you-loose-sister.html' title='You Snooze You Loose Sister!'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-8586374599380348549</id><published>2009-03-10T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten in the a.m. yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaSillyFace.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Ayla, who was thought to be sleeping off day light savings time, and Tayvie, who does not believe in day light savings time, down for her nap in her room, from down stairs I heard "AY-la... AY-la" Ayla woke up and was peaking in at Tayvie, who was so excited to see her sister. Cutest Sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/PeakTayvie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Seconds after Ayla woke up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ayla's feet running into her room "Mom! I need Go Dog Go to read to Tayb!"...and then ... "Do you like my hat? Noooooooo." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Aylacuteface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Shortly after: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Taybie was sounding like a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pig&lt;/span&gt; when I tickled her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My favorite of the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/PeakabooTayvie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"Hey!!! Look at what my eyebrows do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Aylafunnyface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"The toothbrushes are being Annie and Dake (Jake)... maybe me and Taybie can get married like Annie and Dake!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-8586374599380348549?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8586374599380348549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/ten-in-am-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8586374599380348549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8586374599380348549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/ten-in-am-yesterday.html' title='Ten in the a.m. yesterday'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-1456780713911040089</id><published>2009-03-06T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's HIRED!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tony2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tonygetsthejob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tonygetsthejob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Thursday Tony sent his resume to a company called Fluid Power Safety Institute a long with a few other companies, then we went to Salt Lake to pass out some more resumes. When we got home Tony checked his e-mail and had a message from the owner of this company that said he needed to meet with him. So Tony immediately called him back and Mr. M wanted to meet with him right away. So Tony headed straight over there, he spent about three hours talking with Mr. M and touring the building and meeting the other ten employees. He went back the next day to meet one person he hadn't met and spent another hour there. Mr. M told him he was so impressed with Tony's resume and his experience and he was definately the guy that he wanted, but he had to work out some details. Tony talked to him several times on the phone through out the week expecting a formal job offer, each time he was told he was definately the guy but he had to work somethings out. Finally this morning at 11 o'clock Mr. M said "You're HIRED!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tony2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tony2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so excited about this! It's a small company that's been extremely successful for 25 years. They do hydrolics (How excited is Tony about this?) and they want to branch out into electro-hydrolics, which is why they want Tony! He will basically supervise the crew and design and impliment electronics into their systems. This will be really exciting, fun, and a great challenge for Tony. I really don't think I could think of a better opportunity for him, I think he's going to love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fpti.org/"&gt;This is their website.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now if you'll excuse me, I have a list a mile long of things I told myself I was going to buy when Tony got a job.&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/7171829980911023848-1456780713911040089?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1456780713911040089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-hired.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1456780713911040089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1456780713911040089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-hired.html' title='He&amp;#39;s HIRED!!!!'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6918768950442498979</id><published>2009-03-04T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These Girlies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieNoonwrittenon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieNoonwrittenon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TheTayve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TheTayve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaDellwrittenon.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/laDellie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/HaileysLetter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any chance she gets, Ayla grabs a pen and starts writting her letters.  She loves to make what she calls "invitations."  She sent this letter to her little cousin Hailey, she wrote Hailey's name and her own name and told me what to write in the letter. A couple weeks ago, I wrote Tayvie, Mom, &amp;amp; Dad on a paper so she could copy them, a few days after that as she was delivering her "mail" to Tony and me, we noticed she had written &lt;em&gt;DAD &lt;/em&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;MOM&lt;/em&gt; on our letters along with her own name.  I thought she possibly had kept the paper I wrote them on, but she hadn't, she just remembered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tayvie-Tayve walks around here all day saying "AYLA."  She probably says Ayla a thousand times a day!  She is the cutest little thing.  She is so funny!  Her smile just kills us, she has the biggest grin, and giggles at us a lot. She is just so fun to watch. She got a taste of outside with the recent warmer weather and she's crazy about it.  She just wants to be outside all the time. Everything still goes in her mouth,  in these pictures the first one she's eating snow and the second she's eating dirt!&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/7171829980911023848-6918768950442498979?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6918768950442498979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/these-girlies.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6918768950442498979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6918768950442498979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/03/these-girlies.html' title='These Girlies'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-3520249364742434220</id><published>2009-02-24T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin' In There!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cool-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cool-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2009 has been very different for our little family!  We joke that we've had bad luck this WHOLE year- but really we know it's all for a purpose and things will work out and so far it's only been two months- &lt;em&gt;although it seems much longer!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cassie has been extremely sick and got to the point that she could no longer walk and she wasn't eating, so we had to have her put down on Saturday.  It was very sad for all of us.  We all cried.  Ayla kept saying "I don't want Cassie to go!" So I explained to her that Cassie was going to go live with Jesus.  As Tony was putting Cassie in the car, Ayla was trying to understand how he was going to get Cassie to Heaven, she asked me "Where is Daddy taking Cassie?" and I told her he was taking her to the dog pound and she immediately replied "OH! That's where Jesus is?" We miss Cassie but we know that she was miserable and now she is happy... &lt;em&gt;You know I've heard that all dogs go to Heaven.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My dear wonderful husband is still looking for a job.  We apply to several a day by internet, we take out his resume and drop it off &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(as far away as Springville),&lt;/span&gt; make phone calls.  But so far nothin'.  The problem we are running into is that most places in his field have "hiring freezes" on.  So we are praying that those hiring freezes come off soon and that he can actually be considered for a job!  Tony is amazingly intelligent in the complicated work in his field, he is super friendly, and a very good, reliable, dependable, energetic, optimistic person.  When the right spot for him opens up I have no doubt he'll get it.  I love Tony. It has been great having him home.  He is so supportive of everything I do and so helpful with everything around here. Ayla and Tayvie have loved having him home as well!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So to sum it all up things are good, and they'll get better. We are happy and healthy and we all love eachother so much- as long as we have that everything else will work out. I truely believe that. I know that really sounds so corny but it is really how I feel.  &lt;em&gt;Ummm, I don't even want to post this cause it sounds so corny but I think I'm going to cause it's real. Keep your making fun of me to a minimum... oh what do I care? Make fun of me all you want but make sure your comment is just as corny as this post! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-3520249364742434220?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3520249364742434220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/hangin-in-there.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/3520249364742434220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/3520249364742434220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/hangin-in-there.html' title='Hangin&amp;#39; In There!'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-9064645869368110813</id><published>2009-02-21T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles for Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/CuteAyla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/CuteAyla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayiepointing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayiepointing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;When was the last time &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; dressed like &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaPointing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-9064645869368110813?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/9064645869368110813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/smiles-for-today.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/9064645869368110813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/9064645869368110813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/smiles-for-today.html' title='Smiles for Today'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-5322724112697576614</id><published>2009-02-20T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazz vrs. Grizzlies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JazzGame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JazzGame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A couple weeks ago I was having a pretty down day, we were pulling out of our driveway and we stopped to grab the mail. In amoungst the junk mail and jury duty summons was an envelope that contained two lower-bowl Jazz tickets and a note that said "Happy Random Day!" Totally made my day better! My sweet friend had sent me Jazz tickets! How cool is that? And how well does she know me? Thanks random friend! :) So we went to the game on Tuesday, did anyone watch the game? It was a GOOD game!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(speaking of, did anyone stay up for the Celtics game last night? That was awesome!)&lt;/span&gt;It was so fun to be there and be SO close. We were just above the tunnel to the opponents locker room. We debated a little about taking the girls since we only had two seats we knew we would be pretty cramped, but each time we talked about it I couldn't imagine going with out Ayla. She loves to watch the games with us and I just didn't want her to miss out. She had a tun of fun watching for the blimp and for the Jazz Bear! She sat great with us. Tayvie on the other hand was doing flips in our arms climbing us, climbing the seats, trying to climb the stairs. That little girl has so much spunk! We wrestled with her the whole game long! But we made it the whole game! That's a long time for a little one year old like her to be contained! But it was totally worth it, when she would clap her hands along with everyone and bounce to the music, and the great big grin on her face. She loved it! Tony and I loved it too! It was so fun to be there in person, watching them play is a million times better when you are actually there!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JazzJerseys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I just had to show you how cute they are in their little Jazz Jersies and pink camo pants!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-5322724112697576614?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5322724112697576614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/jazz-vrs-grizzlies.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5322724112697576614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5322724112697576614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/jazz-vrs-grizzlies.html' title='Jazz vrs. Grizzlies'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4009069851171687330</id><published>2009-02-19T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lot's of Celebrating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie1yearold.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 513px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Sunglasses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaValentine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieValentine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Saturday we started the day with a little Valentine's surprise. Ayla and I had made a cute little valentine box out of an ice cream bucket a couple days earlier. So Saturday morning I told her and Tayvie to go check their mailbox. Ayla opened it and pulled out these little heart ornaments &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I bought these last year for my Young Women Personal Progress and had a few left over).&lt;/span&gt; Ayla was honestly stunned! She kept saying "I CAN NOT&lt;em&gt; believe&lt;/em&gt; this!" She asked me what store I bought them at, and why I gave them to them, then she went upstairs and came back with some ribbon so they could wear them around their necks. Tayvie was pretty interested in hers too. Then we sang "Happy Birthday" to Tayvie a couple times and got in the car. Tayvie got to ride in a forward-facing carseat for the first time and you can see that she LOVED it! She was so excited, pointing to everything out the window and squealing!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieCarseat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cabellas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cabellas3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cabellas4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cabellas5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cabellas2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cabellas6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cabellasboat2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We drove down to Cabela's just like we did for Ayla's first birthday. It's funny cause I'm really not much of a fan of dead stuffed animals &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sorry all you big tough manly hunters out there who read my blog),&lt;/span&gt; but we think it's fun to take them to see the fish and it's an easy way for them to see animals up close, like the bears, and they both have enjoyed it! Just look at the Tayve's face in these! She was having a BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;On our way home we stopped at RC Willey's for some free hotdogs and drinks for lunch and then we went to the dollar store and bought the girls each a heart balloon, cause balloons always make things special.&lt;br /&gt;When we got home Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma Goddard dropped by with some yummy Valentine cookies. And then we went over to the church to decorate for the Valentine Ball that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviepresents.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday we celebrated at Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma Cole's house. Great Grandma Cole &amp;amp; Great Grandma Haun came and all the Aunts &amp;amp; Uncles and Cousin Litia. Tayvie had so much fun opening presents! She did good unwrapping and LOVED every single thing she got! She wanted to play with each thing and was mad when I would take it a way so she could open the next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on to the cake...&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cake-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cake-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/MessyFace-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/MessyFace-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/MessyFace.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/EatingCake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/EatingCake.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;Monday night we had Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma Goddard &amp;amp; Auntie Traci over for cake and icecream. Tayvie LOVED every present again! And when it came to cake time she dug right in at both parties! She was covered in pink and red like a true little Valentine!&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/7171829980911023848-4009069851171687330?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4009069851171687330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/lot-of-celebrating.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4009069851171687330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4009069851171687330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/lot-of-celebrating.html' title='Lot&amp;#39;s of Celebrating!'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4579283450881312905</id><published>2009-02-19T08:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Public Service Announcement:</title><content type='html'>Did you know that if you leave the link on your blogs and your readers as &lt;a href="http://www.lagomae.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.lagomae.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; it will update when I have a new post?  I also always include a "Click Here" link so if you are reading it on your reader you can click right through to my posts. Pretty cool eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.tenthousandholes.blogspot.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; is a private page and will not update on your blogs or readers, so use the other link if you want updates)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-4579283450881312905?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4579283450881312905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/public-service-announcement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4579283450881312905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4579283450881312905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/public-service-announcement.html' title='A Public Service Announcement:'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4309657007514512149</id><published>2009-02-17T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Sweetheart Turned ONE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Sweetheart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Sweetheart1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Sweetheartwalking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Sweetheartwalking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over the weekend my little &lt;em&gt;baby&lt;/em&gt; turned ONE! Tayvie is so much fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the last month or so she has been taking steps on her own if you coax her but last Tuesday she just stood up and started walking... and then walked all day everywhere she wanted to go, all on her own! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is super stubborn! She knows exactly what she wants and knows how to throw a fit so you know exactly what she wants too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is CRAZY- CRAZY about shoes! And socks, anything she can put on her feet. If my shoes or Tony's are sitting out, she's over there trying to put them on her feet! She has TINY feet, she can still wear a size one and twos are still big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another favorite is the phone. She will fight me for the phone. She holds it up to her ear and says "Hi!"  She also fights me for the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She likes bears and has the cutest little grawl when she sees one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She walks around here saying "yeah?... yeah?... yeah?..." all day long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves her sister. She watches what Ayla does and then does the exact same thing. She loves to tickle Ayla and play with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is crazy about babies!!! She LOVES real babies, and dolls. She talks so sweet to them, and loves to give them hugs and kisses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She will pretty much eat anything and all of it, if it's real food. She won't eat baby food but everything else... She always wants to eat, I feel like I am always giving her something to eat. And she is the messiest eater! You would think she would be a little chunk but she is only 17.5 lbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tayvie is so sweet, and so cute. We just love her with all of our hearts over here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday my little sweetheart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I will post about the weekend's celebrations soon)&lt;/em&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/7171829980911023848-4309657007514512149?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4309657007514512149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-little-sweetheart-turned-one.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4309657007514512149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4309657007514512149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/our-little-sweetheart-turned-one.html' title='Our Little Sweetheart Turned ONE'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6040206489314308126</id><published>2009-02-13T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick As A Dog &amp; As Old As Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cassie, our dog, has been extremely sick. My heart has been breaking for her. She is just old and miserable, so we've been trying to make her comfortable and happy. We decided that we needed to take her to the vet today, so Tony took her and came back with some antibiotics for her. Ayla wanted to know why Cassie went to the doctor and why she was sick and needed medicine. I explained to her that Cassie was just old and her immediate response as if she suddenly understood was "Oh! Old like daddy?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-6040206489314308126?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6040206489314308126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-as-dog-as-old-as-daddy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6040206489314308126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6040206489314308126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-as-dog-as-old-as-daddy.html' title='Sick As A Dog &amp;amp; As Old As Daddy'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-5135822879675649191</id><published>2009-02-10T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Nice Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/familyatthezootwo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/familyatthezootwo-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/tonygirlsatthezoo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 427px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/tonygirlsatthezoo-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last week we picked the PERFECT day to go to the zoo!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The weather was gorgeous!  We just wore light jackets. Hardly anyone was there so we had the zoo all to ourselves!  The orangatangs came right up to the window and watched us for a while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was the perfect little outing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time Ayla was looking forward to seeing the elephants, she also likes the zebras, and wanted to see the lion (anyone know where the lion is if he's still there?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tayvie loved the bears, although she grawled at every animal!  She also liked the monkeys and the giraffes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-5135822879675649191?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5135822879675649191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/very-nice-day.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5135822879675649191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5135822879675649191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/very-nice-day.html' title='A Very Nice Day'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-2422879666856789656</id><published>2009-02-07T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Saturday Afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JustHanginOut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/JustHanginOut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The girls can't get enough of Tony lately!. They both are big daddy's girls.  Tayvie cries if he walks out of the room and doesn't take her with him.  Ayla is constantly begging him to play games... this week I don't know how many times he has played "Old Maid" and "Go Fish." They love having him around all the time.  Right now, Tony and Ayla are looking at pictures from his mission.  Ayla is totally interested in them and Tony is loving having a captive audience!  Tayvie is climbing over both of them trying to be part of the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-2422879666856789656?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/2422879666856789656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/lazy-saturday-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/2422879666856789656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/2422879666856789656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/lazy-saturday-afternoon.html' title='Lazy Saturday Afternoon'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-8884105047553910128</id><published>2009-02-04T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Check out that shot!  Not bad eh?) &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (dribble, dribble... she looks like a pro) &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (This is the exact moment the ball hit her in the face... she had a pretty good little jumpshot going for her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0074.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The weather was beautiful yesterday so we met my brother's Curtis and Austin at the park and played some basketball. I practiced passing, shooting and dribbling with Ayla. She loved it! She's such a basketball fan! She was shooting and the ball came down and hit her in the face and gave her a bloody nose. So then she was done with that and she spent the rest of the time running on all the lines on the court. It was really cute! Tayvie had a lot of fun crawling around the basketball court and trying to eat dirt and rocks. She also liked to watch the airplanes flying over and the dogs going for walks. It was a fun day.&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/7171829980911023848-8884105047553910128?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8884105047553910128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/basketball.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8884105047553910128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8884105047553910128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/basketball.html' title='Basketball'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6757955656285022710</id><published>2009-02-04T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 424px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 638px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night Ayla got to go to her cousin Litia's dance class. She was so excited but once they started dancing she just stood there and watched. So I went in the dance room and helped her see what they were doing and then she caught right on. All of the girls were about Litia's age so it was a little harder for Ayla, but she was all smiles as she was trying to do everything they were doing! She was so happy she thought it was so fun! It was so cute to watch her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun too cause the studio is run by the same lady I took dance from when I was like 7! (She probably wouldn't appreciate me advertising that as I am a terrible dancer, but that's not her fault).&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/7171829980911023848-6757955656285022710?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6757955656285022710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/dance-class.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6757955656285022710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6757955656285022710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/dance-class.html' title='Dance Class'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-5140749817264259708</id><published>2009-02-02T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowflake Banana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Snowflake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Snowflake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Banana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Banana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy the randomness of life!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just teasing.  I just don't know what to write about these two pictures, except that I have two silly little girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-5140749817264259708?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5140749817264259708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/snowflake-banana.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5140749817264259708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5140749817264259708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/02/snowflake-banana.html' title='Snowflake Banana'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-7410617365672301629</id><published>2009-01-26T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Birthday Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/BirthdayGirl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saturday we celebrated Ayla Dell's third birthday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We spent the weekend looking at pictures of her and telling her birth story (and then she would want to hear Tayvie's too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I told her to go watch out the window for her guests to come, when I walked in the room this is what I saw:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/yoga-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She was doing her yoga as she waited!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She cracks me up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was raising her hands up and slowly bringing them back down in prayer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love it!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She was so excited to bake a cake all day... all week really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We made a yummy oatmeal cake and decorated it with food coloring... as you can see from her blue mouth below.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 440px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Three.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oooo... Ayla is fun! She is such a sweet little girl. I just love her with all of my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Here are a few little things about Ayla on her third birthday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ummm... obviously her favorite color is BLUE. Why? "Because my eyes are blue!" She wants to wear blue every day. She has to sit on the blue chair.She wants the blue bowl and she doesn't understand why I would put something in a &lt;em&gt;yellow&lt;/em&gt; bowl when her eyes are BLUE!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is crazy about games! She always wants to play a game. She likes &lt;strong&gt;Hi Ho Cherry-o, Candy Land, Animal Scramble, Trouble,&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;strong&gt; The Cat in the Hat Game.&lt;/strong&gt; She wants to color all day long- she's a coloring fanatic and is getting very good at staying in the lines! And she loves puzzles and has always been an excellent little puzzler. And let's not forget books and stories!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She still loves to help. Lately we've been making yummy homemade bread, she asks me several times a day if we can make some homemade bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The present we gave her for her birthday was a jumprope. She had been telling me for weeks that she wanted "that summersault thingy that goes like this...(making circles with her hands) that I played with at my friends house." It took me a few weeks to figure out it was a jumprope, but when I figured it out I was relieved because a $2 jumprope was a more realistic birthday wish for her! (I was afraid she was talking about a little trampoline!) Just now she asked me "Where did you get my summersault rope? At Walmart?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She LOVES nursery. She loves her friends and talks about her "friends" all of the time! If she can't remember a friends name when asked she always answers with "Hailey" after her fun little cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some of the phrases I hear many times a day are "not yet," "That's not a good idea! How about FIRST we________ and &lt;em&gt;then&lt;/em&gt; we _______" &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;She's still my little singer. She sings along with every song she hears on the radio, if she hasn't heard it before she asks "Mom, do you know this song? What is it?" Then each song is labled either her song or mommy's song. If it's her song I am usually not allowed to sing along. She also makes up songs, the other day I was doing the dishes and I broke a glass next thing I know she had run upstairs and was back with her guitar singing a song "mommy broke a glass, mommy broke a glass... I don't know why, I don't know why."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ayla is such a good big sister. She loves to play with Tayvie they are the best of little friends for sure. She has such a fun imagination, I just love to watch her play. She is so smart and so aware of things-- of everything. We are so thankful for Ayla and her fun little personality and all the smiles she brings us! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Glad you had a happy day little girl!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-7410617365672301629?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7410617365672301629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-girl.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7410617365672301629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7410617365672301629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-girl.html' title='The Birthday Girl'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-1709791892413889846</id><published>2009-01-21T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning the Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Aylachair2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla2-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Aylachair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Aylachair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Aylachairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Aylachairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Chairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Chairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Aylasmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Aylasmile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviebiggirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviebitinglip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviebitinglip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviechair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviechair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvietable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvietable.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie3-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviepointing.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviesmile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviesmile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviemoresmiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviemoresmiles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviesittingonchair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviesittingonchair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was cleaning the kitchen today, so I moved the table and chairs and that turned into loads of fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The chairs turned in to a train for Ayla. A train that was going to Montana... excuse me, Hannah Montana, the zoo, and a movie. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The table turned into a jungle gym for Tayvie. Peek-a-boo I see you!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the whole thing turned in to an impromtu photoshoot for mommy!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awww, I love cleaning! :)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-1709791892413889846?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1709791892413889846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/cleaning-kitchen.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1709791892413889846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1709791892413889846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/cleaning-kitchen.html' title='Cleaning the Kitchen'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-5560984284655396724</id><published>2009-01-19T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>again??? really???</title><content type='html'>Jury duty summons #2!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mailed to me the very same week I was calling in for jury service... &lt;em&gt;last week!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How unreal is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then remember that Tony just had jury duty in November, and I was supposed to have it in December but they post poned it 'til January... So now TWICE in 3 weeks?  Unreal.  Just seems like a lot to me right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-5560984284655396724?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/5560984284655396724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/again-really.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5560984284655396724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/5560984284655396724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/again-really.html' title='again??? really???'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-7417595665995739343</id><published>2009-01-19T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning Patty Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tayvie is crazy about "Patty Cake" right now. She is so funny! If she hears you say the words she immediately starts clapping (unless I'm trying to show her off to some one). And Ayla is such a good big sister, she loves playing with Tayvie, she's always up for a round of "Patty Cake."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to a cabin over the weekend with the Young Women in our ward and Little Miss Tayve started walking!!! She has been standing on her own but hasn't dared to move her feet unless she's holding on to something, but at the cabin she was taking 5 and 6 good little steps! I can not believe she is going to be a year in only about a month!!! She's still my little baby! It's so unreal...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there's the big sis. Ayla is such a little person! She is so smart, I feel like there is nothing she can't do. And talk about unreal- she is going to be THREE on Saturday! Every morning she asks me what day today is, and what we're going to do. She likes to have a plan- just like her mom! (She's standing here telling me to write that, she also wants me to clarify that she will be 3 "on my birfday") Awww, I don't know when she got so big either!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/DSC_0337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-7417595665995739343?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7417595665995739343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunday-morning-patty-cake.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7417595665995739343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7417595665995739343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunday-morning-patty-cake.html' title='Sunday Morning Patty Cake'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4191792583469103610</id><published>2009-01-15T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cassi is Home!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Cassicomeshome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One of our many tramatic events last week was that our dog Cassi ran away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have to coax Cassi to come out of the backyard, so it was very odd that she left on her own, but not so surprising just because last week if it could go wrong it did- really it did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So she had been missing since Saturday and we thought she was gone forever, we thought she had gone away to die- but we got her back today! Yeay! We were so happy to see her again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/PrincessTayvie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/PrincessTayvie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/PrincessAyla2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/PrincessTayvie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/PrincessTayvie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/PrincessAyla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/PrincessAyla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/2princesses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/2princesses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In other good news I got my jury summons last week but after calling in day after day I did not have to report! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;feeewwwf! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was a relief for me too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are starting to look up-- knock on wood!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are my little princesses today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-4191792583469103610?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4191792583469103610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/cassi-is-home.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4191792583469103610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4191792583469103610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/cassi-is-home.html' title='Cassi is Home!!!'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-3447776876299004088</id><published>2009-01-13T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 627px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seven years ago yesterday Tony asked me to marry him. I remember it was a fun day.  It was the day that cheeeese-cones were invented (Bugles &amp;amp; Easy Cheese).  We left around 8 am and drove to Manti, we walked into the trees behind the Manti Temple, it was so beautiful and peaceful. The ground was covered with snow and when we looked up just a few feet away there were three deer.  It was perfect. But that's not where he proposed. We left there and stopped at every temple along the way from Manti to Bountiful.  Then we ate a late dinner at The Olive Garden, and when I finally said, "I'm tired, let's go home," he suggested one more stop.  We stopped at Murray park and walked just a few feet down the path along the creek, it was 11:30 at night and extremely dark and cold, and that's when he asked me to marry him.  I don't remember exactly what he said, but I know it was very sweet and very perfect, I do remember my response was "Of course!!!" &lt;br /&gt;We took this picture last night of us, a lot has happened in the last seven years, most significantly these two little girls, alllllllll because of this little story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-3447776876299004088?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/3447776876299004088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-story.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/3447776876299004088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/3447776876299004088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-story.html' title='A Little Story'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-328696084278406865</id><published>2009-01-09T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Theme, Just Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaSick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isn't that a sad little messy face?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've had that awful cold this whole week but I think we're finally starting to get better! Hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See here's a happy little messy face!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/sillies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/sillies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; Tayvie doesn't look too happy here but she was giggling. These two together have so much fun!  They love each other so much!  I just love to watch them play together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Yoga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;umm... the Yoga still kills me!  How cute is this???&lt;br /&gt;The other day she was jumping off the stairs (she can jump FOUR by the way) and she said "Mom is this Yoga?"  I told her no but she insisted it was.  She still loves Yoga, does it all of the time, talks about it all of the time. So funny!&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of starting a mommy &amp;amp; me Yoga class maybe in the spring. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-328696084278406865?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/328696084278406865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-theme-just-stuff.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/328696084278406865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/328696084278406865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-theme-just-stuff.html' title='No Theme, Just Stuff'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-8500846261244644139</id><published>2009-01-08T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Having The Best Week Ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Sad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and yeah, I am being sarcastic. It's the kind of week where you just have to laugh cause everything is going wrong-&lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt;-wrong-&lt;strong&gt;wrong. &lt;/strong&gt;Or so it seems, maybe everything is going right, everything works out in the end so it will probably work out better when it's all said and done, let's hope for that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tony called yesterday morning and told me he was coming home, he lost his job. We have been so happy at Semitool, that company has definately taken care of us, but it is time for a change and I'm sure it will be a good one. I will definatley miss the trips to Kalispell though! So we are looking for a new job! Tony has his degree in Electronic Engineering, he's been working as an Electronic Technician or a Field Engineer. We thought we would put this out there incase anyone has any little leads, we would greatly appreciate them! We're kind of excited right now to start something new and maybe a little more permanent. We're not scared yet cause we know we're going to be okay whatever happens.&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/7171829980911023848-8500846261244644139?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/8500846261244644139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/guess-who-having-best-week-ever.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8500846261244644139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/8500846261244644139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/guess-who-having-best-week-ever.html' title='Guess Who&amp;#39;s Having The Best Week Ever!'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4654406125691882559</id><published>2009-01-01T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cole Family Goes To Temple Square</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TempleRedTree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TempleSquare2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TempleSquare2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TempleSquare.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TempleFence.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TempleManger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TempleSquare3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TemplePlaza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TemplePlaza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TempleJSMB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TempleJSMB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TempleFamily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TempleFamily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; December 23rd we went to Temple Square with my family.  It was really fun! The girls loved the lights, Tayvie was grawling at them- which means she liked them. Then we saw this:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 427px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/EngagedCouple.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;How fun is that!  I know it is not that rare to see a proposal at temple square but I thought this was really cute! So I waited until the moment was over then caught up to them and got their e-mail address so I could send them these pictures. I wish that someone had been spying on Tony and I when we got engaged so we could have actual pictures of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to our traditional Denny's dinner:&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Dennys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Dennys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7171829980911023848-4654406125691882559?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4654406125691882559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/cole-family-goes-to-temple-square.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4654406125691882559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4654406125691882559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2009/01/cole-family-goes-to-temple-square.html' title='The Cole Family Goes To Temple Square'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-7087773027859353208</id><published>2008-12-23T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tayvie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie3-1.jpg" border="0" /&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/7171829980911023848-7087773027859353208?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7087773027859353208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/tayvie.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7087773027859353208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7087773027859353208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/tayvie.html' title='Tayvie'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6328021614559372450</id><published>2008-12-23T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayla</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla3-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla3-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla2-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla2-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla4-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla4-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-6328021614559372450?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6328021614559372450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/ayla.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6328021614559372450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6328021614559372450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/ayla.html' title='Ayla'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-1368542260994981709</id><published>2008-12-23T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/GettingReady.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla4-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla4-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Ayla-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieEyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayvieEyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TayviesEyes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvie-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 427px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayvieinthesnow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TonyTayvie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TonyTayvie2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TonyTayvie-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 426px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TonyTayvie-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Sledding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Snuggy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Snuggy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;There was a huge snow storm on Friday and we had plans to go sledding with my brothers. So we all got bundled up and ready to go.  Tony pulled the 4 wheeler out and tied the sled to it for a few rides around our street.  Then we went up to the golf course and did some major sledding!!!  It was so fun!  Ayla loved it!  Tayvie was happy!  Ayla and I built a little snowblob- It was supposed to be a snowman but the snow was so powdery.  She was so concerned about getting him arms, and eyes and a scarf (I had to give up mine for that).  I don't have pictures cause it was snowing so hard I was trying to keep my camera dry and I was kind of busy sledding too! It was a lot o'lot of fun!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walked all across the golf course in some pretty deep snow, Ayla insisted on walking the whole time "no, I just wanna walk."  She even would walk up the hills while we were sledding. So I thought both girls would be WORN-OUT.  When we got home I cuddled them up on my bed thinking it would be minutes til they were out.  WRONG!  Tayvie was so hyper!  She was hillarious! And Ayla looked tired, but once she warmed up she was up for hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good times. Good times.&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&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/7171829980911023848-1368542260994981709?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/1368542260994981709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-snow.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1368542260994981709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/1368542260994981709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4287005842338215779</id><published>2008-12-18T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking of Fa la la la la-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviethetree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tayviethetree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been thinking about what my girls will remember about the Christmas Season. I wonder if Ayla will remember some of the things we have done this year when she gets older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking about my Christmas Memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom would always tell us that Santa would check under our beds to make sure they were clean. It was a good idea, but that FREAKED ME OUT! I would lay in bed all night not being able to sleep not for the anticipation of Christmas but out of fear that someone was coming into my room while I was asleep! I guess that it didn't matter that he was a jolly old man... I thought it was a little creepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We weren't allowed to get up until 5 am on Christmas Morning. So my brother and I would wake everyone up at 4 am and read silly stories that I had written just for the occasion&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (&lt;strong&gt;some of these are classics in the fam now, am I right?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we would stay downstairs until 5 then we would go wake up the parents... THEN it would take my dad FOR-EVER to get ready, and then to set up the old dinosaur camera that had to be hooked into two different VCR thingys and the tv. It was torture to wait for him then but it's fun to think about now, cause I'm sure most of it was just to keep us in suspense!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 640px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/TreeGirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It would be really fun to hear about some of YOUR Christmas traditions or memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling so festive right now!!! Christmas is only a WEEK away!!! Yeay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-4287005842338215779?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4287005842338215779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/speaking-of-fa-la-la-la-la-ing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4287005842338215779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4287005842338215779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/speaking-of-fa-la-la-la-la-ing.html' title='Speaking of Fa la la la la-ing'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-6127695387463848921</id><published>2008-12-18T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeay!  Zoo Lights!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/underthesea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/underthesea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/tonygirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/tonygirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tiger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Tiger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Dragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/Dragon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/gingerbreadhouses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/gingerbreadhouses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/girls-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/girls-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/elephants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/elephants.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/aligator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/aligator.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night we went to Zoo Lights.  How fun!  It was very impressive!  There were a tun of lights and a whole bunch of these animated animals.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite: the mama elephant giving the baby a bath.  Cute-ness!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The under the sea part had a dolphin so that was awesome for Ayla.  It was really fun and really pretty.  We took Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma Goddard with us for some extra fun and Ayla &amp;amp; Tayvie both seemed to really like the lights &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(contrary to the looks on their faces in the picture above).&lt;/span&gt; It was a super cold night but I think we bundled up enough that we were all fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have had a fun Christmas Season so far. We finished our Christmas shopping early this year &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(gasp! I'll pause while you get over your shock, I don't think that has ever happened before)&lt;/span&gt; and Tony is now off until the Monday after Christmas  so we're hoping to squeeze in a bunch more Christmas fun!  Fa la la la la!!!!&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/7171829980911023848-6127695387463848921?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/6127695387463848921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/yeay-zoo-lights.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6127695387463848921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/6127695387463848921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/yeay-zoo-lights.html' title='Yeay!  Zoo Lights!!!'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-7019721660021197941</id><published>2008-12-17T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Proud Momma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaLegacyRetirementPhoto.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 482px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 323px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i335.photobucket.com/albums/m480/laciespicturesforyou/AylaLegacyRetirementPhoto.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have been so excited about this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day in October, I got the girls all dressed in their fall flavored attire and we headed over to Legacy House of Taylorsville. They wanted to use my girls as models for their website and pamphlets. My wonderful friend Michele Cockayne was heading up the project, she loves my girls like her own and we sure love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was SO proud of Ayla! You all know Ayla and she can definately be shy around people she doesn't know, but she was AMAZING!!! Seriously!!! She was so patient and followed directions so well! The photographer probably took a couple hundred shots with her &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(he totally favored her above the other kids, he really liked her).&lt;/span&gt; It was cold and windy but she was just smiling and talking to this sweet grandpa. This grandpa was super cute too, I wish you could see his shoes he was wearing old school black converse hightop sneakers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photographer took a few pictures with Tayvie but we had been waiting a while so my smiliest girl wasn't so smilie at that point. She posed with a grandma and we managed to get a &lt;em&gt;few&lt;/em&gt; smiles out of her, but I haven't seen those pictures yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture of Ayla is on their website now, here's the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://legacyretire.com/index.php/taylorsville/"&gt;http://legacyretire.com/index.php/taylorsville/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the last one in the slideshow and each photo takes like 7 seconds or so... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I wish I could give the photographer credit but I don't have his name. sorry, I'll keep trying to get it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been so looking forward to seeing these. Ayla was so excited to see herself on their website, although she sees herself here all the time, but she remembered taking the pictures with the grandpa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was a really fun day! A fun little outing for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7171829980911023848-7019721660021197941?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/7019721660021197941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/proud-momma.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7019721660021197941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/7019721660021197941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/proud-momma.html' title='A Proud Momma'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7171829980911023848.post-4624970855863049400</id><published>2008-12-15T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:29:32.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They Have To Be Nice &amp; Comfy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/SUa-BQuIOPI/AAAAAAAAFqM/bNiWgKMZIEo/s1600-h/DSC_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280116542016076018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/SUa-BQuIOPI/AAAAAAAAFqM/bNiWgKMZIEo/s400/DSC_0172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/SUa-Ad11m9I/AAAAAAAAFqE/9ZDan9YkbKs/s1600-h/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280116528358202322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/SUa-Ad11m9I/AAAAAAAAFqE/9ZDan9YkbKs/s400/DSC_0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/SUa9_vs_bkI/AAAAAAAAFp8/AE9vxPlDgIk/s1600-h/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280116515973066306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/SUa9_vs_bkI/AAAAAAAAFp8/AE9vxPlDgIk/s400/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280116546965634994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/SUa-BjKMf7I/AAAAAAAAFqU/sKisP8chHus/s400/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/SUa9_Og6XeI/AAAAAAAAFp0/vcI2qNMYnBQ/s1600-h/DSC_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280116507064032738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/SUa9_Og6XeI/AAAAAAAAFp0/vcI2qNMYnBQ/s400/DSC_0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have I told you how Ayla loves to decorate??? See the blue string? That's one of her fancy little touches. But today she was decorating the tree with her My Little Ponies. She told me "they need to be nice and comfy and they're nice and comfy in the tree." hum. don't know 'bout that. A few days ago she asked me if we could get a new tree like bam'ma's cause this one is pokey and she doesn't like it. Poor ponies doesn't sound so comfy to me, at least they're plastic. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Christmas Season has been so fun with Ayla this year!!!  She loves everything about it!  We have taken her down Christmas Street twice and last night when we did she kept saying "Mom, there's another story" when she'd see the next part of the story.  Then she came home and made up a little song and dance about how mom read her a story with the christmas lights! So cute!  She can't wait for Christmas, I am so excited for her too cause she will love it!&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/7171829980911023848-4624970855863049400?l=tenthousandholes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/feeds/4624970855863049400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/they-have-to-be-nice-comfy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4624970855863049400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7171829980911023848/posts/default/4624970855863049400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tenthousandholes.blogspot.com/2008/12/they-have-to-be-nice-comfy.html' title='They Have To Be Nice &amp;amp; Comfy'/><author><name>Lace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18018305734507864902</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ku7SxHLEa6o/SUa-BQuIOPI/AAAAAAAAFqM/bNiWgKMZIEo/s72-c/DSC_0172.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
