<?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-37361954</id><updated>2012-01-01T11:33:40.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Munchkins,tinyfootsteps,little voices..big stories to tell!</title><subtitle type='html'>The everyday life stories of a SAHM with four kids, a cat,a dog and a husband.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>257</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3447054312108764138</id><published>2009-02-12T15:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:50:37.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSLH3rArTI/AAAAAAAABwk/Vls-mT26-lw/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSLH3rArTI/AAAAAAAABwk/Vls-mT26-lw/s200/DSC_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302015628641611058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flooded land..those poor trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSLIHXw8CI/AAAAAAAABws/pcfKmNuS_Gc/s1600-h/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSLIHXw8CI/AAAAAAAABws/pcfKmNuS_Gc/s200/DSC_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302015632855855138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSLHoV7jXI/AAAAAAAABwc/FOHj2kxptj4/s1600-h/DSC_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSLHoV7jXI/AAAAAAAABwc/FOHj2kxptj4/s200/DSC_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302015624526663026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capsizing waves..well maybe not that bad..but for this river..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSLHay51PI/AAAAAAAABwU/9MvucpwhxNs/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSLHay51PI/AAAAAAAABwU/9MvucpwhxNs/s200/DSC_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302015620890088690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSIhUpYDDI/AAAAAAAABwM/WLHzx_AMNBQ/s1600-h/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSIhUpYDDI/AAAAAAAABwM/WLHzx_AMNBQ/s200/DSC_0029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302012767381228594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Snow has melted &amp;amp; the rain has not helped this situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSIhTRqY9I/AAAAAAAABwE/TqWP42iiqPc/s1600-h/DSC_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSIhTRqY9I/AAAAAAAABwE/TqWP42iiqPc/s200/DSC_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302012767013331922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tunnels under the bridge are REALLY full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSIhFgY6VI/AAAAAAAABv8/ymlVjAXXoaU/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSIhFgY6VI/AAAAAAAABv8/ymlVjAXXoaU/s200/DSC_0026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302012763317004626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;River Rapids.... Oh My&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSIgzW4nOI/AAAAAAAABv0/4f5grmWMlQU/s1600-h/DSC_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSIgzW4nOI/AAAAAAAABv0/4f5grmWMlQU/s200/DSC_0025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302012758445300962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSIgpcgBnI/AAAAAAAABvs/ZYPkDy2uqUI/s1600-h/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSIgpcgBnI/AAAAAAAABvs/ZYPkDy2uqUI/s200/DSC_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302012755784500850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The current is unbelievable...&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/37361954-3447054312108764138?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3447054312108764138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3447054312108764138' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3447054312108764138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3447054312108764138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2009/02/flooded-land.html' title=''/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZSLH3rArTI/AAAAAAAABwk/Vls-mT26-lw/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6849820309838541137</id><published>2009-02-12T07:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T08:03:41.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One fishy, two fishy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fishy Wishy...one two three.....each of the k&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZQdpgyzHDI/AAAAAAAABvE/2n5-vP1N2IM/s1600-h/DSC_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZQdpgyzHDI/AAAAAAAABvE/2n5-vP1N2IM/s200/DSC_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301895260336757810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ids have picked out a fish for the fish tank we have in the family room..and well yes we have an extra fish in there too :)   I tried to take some pic's of our &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZQdqKNRjNI/AAAAAAAABvU/v4GGKWjuaVg/s1600-h/DSC_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZQdqKNRjNI/AAAAAAAABvU/v4GGKWjuaVg/s200/DSC_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301895271453658322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wiggly little s&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZQdpzaKlPI/AAAAAAAABvM/UFlJ3oGN-9Q/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZQdpzaKlPI/AAAAAAAABvM/UFlJ3oGN-9Q/s200/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301895265333712114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wimming fis&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZQdqcYc4lI/AAAAAAAABvc/wi9QY7KLLBg/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZQdqcYc4lI/AAAAAAAABvc/wi9QY7KLLBg/s200/DSC_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301895276332376658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;h..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZQdqXf2CrI/AAAAAAAABvk/RHQuYYH_nRw/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZQdqXf2CrI/AAAAAAAABvk/RHQuYYH_nRw/s200/DSC_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301895275021208242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-6849820309838541137?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6849820309838541137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6849820309838541137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6849820309838541137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6849820309838541137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-fishy-two-fishy.html' title='One fishy, two fishy....'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SZQdpgyzHDI/AAAAAAAABvE/2n5-vP1N2IM/s72-c/DSC_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3373534623529600170</id><published>2009-01-05T15:44:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:38:56.279-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SWJ7Lxd4AeI/AAAAAAAABtA/E6wiBmcx6Iw/s1600-h/DSC_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SWJ7Lxd4AeI/AAAAAAAABtA/E6wiBmcx6Iw/s200/DSC_0239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287924354673803746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas brought many delightful smiles, and some fun filled giggles to 4 little children in this house.  I will admit that we had one ill little girl on Christmas da&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SWJ7M6WlwlI/AAAAAAAABtI/NMT9BLMNaac/s1600-h/DSC_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SWJ7M6WlwlI/AAAAAAAABtI/NMT9BLMNaac/s200/DSC_0247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287924374239035986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y with a cold that woulda knocked the socks off &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SWJ7J31Nq-I/AAAAAAAABsw/GnbJrC28E68/s1600-h/DSC_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SWJ7J31Nq-I/AAAAAAAABsw/GnbJrC28E68/s200/DSC_0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287924322022566882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyone..but she pulled through the day &amp;amp; ended up alright.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SWJ7LGiXlOI/AAAAAAAABs4/h-hhg_Ia7Ys/s1600-h/DSC_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SWJ7LGiXlOI/AAAAAAAABs4/h-hhg_Ia7Ys/s200/DSC_0231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287924343149925602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's the smiles and those grins..plus the gasps of ooo's and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SWJ7JIsM2-I/AAAAAAAABso/2s7aVAqT0Po/s1600-h/DSC_0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SWJ7JIsM2-I/AAAAAAAABso/2s7aVAqT0Po/s200/DSC_0225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287924309368298466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aahhh's you hear after the open a gift that I love.  There are so many more meaning's to Christmas then just presents and stockings...yet the gifts still seems to be a tiny highlight for our wee ones...nothing wrong with that right ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Remember those morning mouthfuls of chocolate - they were the best  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-3373534623529600170?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3373534623529600170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3373534623529600170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3373534623529600170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3373534623529600170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-brought-many-delightful.html' title=''/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SWJ7Lxd4AeI/AAAAAAAABtA/E6wiBmcx6Iw/s72-c/DSC_0239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-4683071242926069635</id><published>2009-01-02T16:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T16:09:33.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsure</title><content type='html'>I guess this is the word I wish to use at this time in my life... Unsure.... There are so many things going on in my life right now, and so many emotions to deal with it just seems to leave a lot left to be unsure about, that's all.  The Year 2009 will bring many new emotions and experiences. &lt;br /&gt;I have done an awful lot of soul searching and I'm sure there will be more to come.  With this said I wish you all the best in 2009 - keep smiling and look forward . :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-4683071242926069635?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4683071242926069635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=4683071242926069635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4683071242926069635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4683071242926069635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2009/01/unsure.html' title='Unsure'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-4867018434783691781</id><published>2008-11-10T14:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:42:25.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not too many words are needed to explain - just this poem - it says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/family/poetry.asp?poem=1553"&gt;Many thoughts in one poem..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-4867018434783691781?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4867018434783691781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=4867018434783691781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4867018434783691781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4867018434783691781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-too-many-words-are-needed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-2946887318700116835</id><published>2008-11-10T11:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:47:03.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Star</title><content type='html'>Kourtney got a hold of a pair of my "Bug eye " sunglasses..you know the glasses thaqt you try to make yourself look like Nicole Richie...or Paris Hilton..the glasses that could allow anything to pelt off them at any given speed or radius.- i love it :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRhg0MwFaGI/AAAAAAAABOM/oGknXO0ZbfY/s1600-h/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRhg0MwFaGI/AAAAAAAABOM/oGknXO0ZbfY/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267066214102165602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRhg062UQoI/AAAAAAAABOU/56cDIVlBpfU/s1600-h/DSC_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRhg062UQoI/AAAAAAAABOU/56cDIVlBpfU/s320/DSC_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267066226476335746" 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/37361954-2946887318700116835?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2946887318700116835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=2946887318700116835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2946887318700116835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2946887318700116835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/11/super-star.html' title='Super Star'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRhg0MwFaGI/AAAAAAAABOM/oGknXO0ZbfY/s72-c/DSC_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-7139091552262188738</id><published>2008-11-04T17:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:18:29.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRDJt0Byt6I/AAAAAAAABMk/3czu-CXflEw/s1600-h/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRDJt0Byt6I/AAAAAAAABMk/3czu-CXflEw/s200/DSC_0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264929753293567906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRDJuGKUIjI/AAAAAAAABMs/QNDiYvZ52ts/s1600-h/DSC_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRDJuGKUIjI/AAAAAAAABMs/QNDiYvZ52ts/s200/DSC_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264929758161150514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really amazes me how fast time flies while watching your kids grow up...each day they seem to change more and more..whether it be attitude or looks...I love what they are growing or should I say who they are growing up to be.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRDJuePgQOI/AAAAAAAABM0/H2UtkNah5MQ/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRDJuePgQOI/AAAAAAAABM0/H2UtkNah5MQ/s200/DSC_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264929764625367266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRDJuj1RmjI/AAAAAAAABM8/Sc-KwQ4X45k/s1600-h/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRDJuj1RmjI/AAAAAAAABM8/Sc-KwQ4X45k/s200/DSC_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264929766125967922" 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/37361954-7139091552262188738?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7139091552262188738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=7139091552262188738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7139091552262188738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7139091552262188738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-really-amazes-me-how-fast-time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SRDJt0Byt6I/AAAAAAAABMk/3czu-CXflEw/s72-c/DSC_0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6021615158767219405</id><published>2008-11-04T16:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:54:14.930-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not sure...!?!?</title><content type='html'>I truly apologize to all or any of my Blog readers... I seriously have not been able to get into my Blogger account till now. It has been VERY frustrating that's for sure..but tonight I must have hit the right keys or picked the right password I'm not too sure..lol.  Anyways I'm back and ready to Blog!  Hope you keep readin'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-6021615158767219405?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6021615158767219405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6021615158767219405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6021615158767219405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6021615158767219405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-sure.html' title='Not sure...!?!?'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-7722744149191300517</id><published>2008-09-02T14:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T14:32:39.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to the hussle &amp;amp; bussle ...yep of packing lunches &amp;amp; making sure homework is complete.  Makayla started back to school this morning, and she seemed pretty eager to go.  Mind you she is starting at a brand new school &amp;amp; is now in grade 2, so she did have a few " butterflies" in her tummy she said this morning.  But she is a pretty social butterfly herself...so I have confidence that she will be just fine  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...Kennedy also is starting school this yr...her full days start next week, I am actually surprised as she is very eager to get the whole school thing on the go.  But I think that it could come to an abrupt halt when the bus actually stops and picks her up - or tries to at least. :)  I still find it hard to believe that Kaye is starting school even though I have had many a days where i begged and wished she was already in.  Now I kinda want to stop certain processes that are occurring as I feel like I am losing my babies.  I DONT LIKE IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-7722744149191300517?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7722744149191300517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=7722744149191300517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7722744149191300517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7722744149191300517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-to-hussle-bussle.html' title=''/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-8962716889451673003</id><published>2008-08-25T07:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T07:23:10.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As many of you know, Mike (dh) has switched jobs - a switch that was needed in deed.  I wanted to let you know that he is doing well and enjoying it immensely.  He has already been to quite a few places and has seen tons of new scenery ( trees &amp;amp; rocks, water - Up North ) .  He is off again this week to a new area and I can't wait to hear how it went for him...Proud of you Mike for making the change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-8962716889451673003?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8962716889451673003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=8962716889451673003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8962716889451673003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8962716889451673003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/as-many-of-you-know-mike-dh-has.html' title=''/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-2124344822024968641</id><published>2008-08-22T09:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T09:47:26.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They are finally here!  The long awaited Kittens have arrived, and they are&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK7Bxv95gBI/AAAAAAAABL8/qln36juV_ow/s1600-h/101_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK7Bxv95gBI/AAAAAAAABL8/qln36juV_ow/s200/101_0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237336477112303634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK7Bx9cad9I/AAAAAAAABME/tQR5b-vp6eY/s1600-h/101_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK7Bx9cad9I/AAAAAAAABME/tQR5b-vp6eY/s200/101_0024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237336480729954258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK7BySeWwrI/AAAAAAAABMM/sGlmO8WecGU/s1600-h/101_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK7BySeWwrI/AAAAAAAABMM/sGlmO8WecGU/s200/101_0022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237336486375244466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK7By5uEOUI/AAAAAAAABMU/hRTOwtR_0kw/s1600-h/101_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK7By5uEOUI/AAAAAAAABMU/hRTOwtR_0kw/s200/101_0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237336496910121282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK69ExP_JzI/AAAAAAAABLQ/oN_GX1oVGqw/s1600-h/101_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK69ExP_JzI/AAAAAAAABLQ/oN_GX1oVGqw/s200/101_0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237331306315982642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK69FZjTLcI/AAAAAAAABLY/GkrCg8rj6i0/s1600-h/101_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK69FZjTLcI/AAAAAAAABLY/GkrCg8rj6i0/s200/101_0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237331317134405058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sooooo cute!  Tippper gave birth to two beautiful cute kittens on August 18th.  Everyone is doing well&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK69FlCdcaI/AAAAAAAABLg/FgcpG6o5ksQ/s1600-h/101_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK69FlCdcaI/AAAAAAAABLg/FgcpG6o5ksQ/s200/101_0017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237331320217891234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK69F7O3GpI/AAAAAAAABLo/VCoBYw1WLHY/s1600-h/101_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK69F7O3GpI/AAAAAAAABLo/VCoBYw1WLHY/s200/101_0020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237331326175484562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and eating great.  I have to say I am sooo in love with them (esp one)  It's amazing how fast they grow each day seems like they are way bigger then the day before it's crazy!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK69GJ2IqsI/AAAAAAAABLw/rQpZNUV_HJY/s1600-h/101_0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK69GJ2IqsI/AAAAAAAABLw/rQpZNUV_HJY/s200/101_0021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237331330098309826" 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/37361954-2124344822024968641?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2124344822024968641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=2124344822024968641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2124344822024968641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2124344822024968641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/they-are-finally-here-long-awaited.html' title=''/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SK7Bxv95gBI/AAAAAAAABL8/qln36juV_ow/s72-c/101_0025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-4527422172242675700</id><published>2008-08-10T10:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T10:56:17.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Slippin'</title><content type='html'>Seems like yesterday that I remember taking that long run towards the long yellow SLIP &amp;amp; SLIDE.  Man those were the days...to run and let your body fall &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJ8BF-zbpLI/AAAAAAAABKg/BktAZCPqQIY/s1600-h/100_0316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJ8BF-zbpLI/AAAAAAAABKg/BktAZCPqQIY/s200/100_0316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232902494297498802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then get the wind&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJ8BFlqqzPI/AAAAAAAABKY/U6_XxfozxLo/s1600-h/100_0312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJ8BFlqqzPI/AAAAAAAABKY/U6_XxfozxLo/s200/100_0312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232902487549857010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; knocked out of you from falling too&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJ8BE31TQLI/AAAAAAAABKA/M30vqoNJoVQ/s1600-h/100_0308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJ8BE31TQLI/AAAAAAAABKA/M30vqoNJoVQ/s200/100_0308.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232902475246420146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hard..lol.  I found one in the store a week or so ago and decided to purchase&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJ8BFGYvtUI/AAAAAAAABKI/3cpPiVYs9Ak/s1600-h/100_0309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJ8BFGYvtUI/AAAAAAAABKI/3cpPiVYs9Ak/s200/100_0309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232902479153182018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it for the kiddies ~ and sure en&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJ8BFade2hI/AAAAAAAABKQ/va8-EZDv6bI/s1600-h/100_0310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJ8BFade2hI/AAAAAAAABKQ/va8-EZDv6bI/s200/100_0310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232902484541757970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ough it was a hit..well for Mack &amp;amp; Kaye at least.  Marshall is just starting to enjoy it.  I snapped some pic's ...maybe i will gain the courage to take another "run" at the yellow runway....in time I say...in time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-4527422172242675700?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4527422172242675700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=4527422172242675700' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4527422172242675700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4527422172242675700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/slippin.html' title='Slippin&apos;'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJ8BF-zbpLI/AAAAAAAABKg/BktAZCPqQIY/s72-c/100_0316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6535638779812319103</id><published>2008-08-08T07:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T07:44:27.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG 3</title><content type='html'>Our " little man " turned the BIG 3 on Sunday!  Along with turning the BIG 3 he has also turned Cheeky and&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJwwQ4TrkII/AAAAAAAABJE/n-yKjEOAZfA/s1600-h/100_0331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJwwQ4TrkII/AAAAAAAABJE/n-yKjEOAZfA/s200/100_0331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232109933648646274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJwwQ2TkKQI/AAAAAAAABJM/KFB4svLtaqs/s1600-h/100_0327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJwwQ2TkKQI/AAAAAAAABJM/KFB4svLtaqs/s200/100_0327.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232109933111290114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr. Talkback ...and let's see how far I can push th&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJwtHV7QFII/AAAAAAAABIc/5UVZlHNeErg/s1600-h/100_0319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJwtHV7QFII/AAAAAAAABIc/5UVZlHNeErg/s200/100_0319.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232106471265670274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is issue!?!?!    BUT that's beside the point right!  We love him and he's pretty darn cute, anyways back to the turning 3.&lt;br /&gt;Still blows my mind to think that he is already 3 - seems like yesterday that he entered out lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJwtHpbNdPI/AAAAAAAABIs/RwsX91MFUuA/s1600-h/100_0322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJwtHpbNdPI/AAAAAAAABIs/RwsX91MFUuA/s200/100_0322.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232106476499989746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marshall started his Birthday afternoon with a lovely nap ( with Truck in hand ) of course, followed by a special dinner &amp;amp; a Dump truck/ construction cake &amp;amp; gifts to b&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJwwRbU3EJI/AAAAAAAABJc/DM8RlSHdfbk/s1600-h/100_0334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJwwRbU3EJI/AAAAAAAABJc/DM8RlSHdfbk/s200/100_0334.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232109943048835218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oot!&lt;br /&gt;He was pretty impressed with his new Mack truck ( as he is obsessed with CARS.) And he also really loves the BIG Tractor that Melanie &amp;amp; Kevin got for him- thanx guys!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJwwRCPzkZI/AAAAAAAABJU/KnfVqwzFmqw/s1600-h/100_0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJwwRCPzkZI/AAAAAAAABJU/KnfVqwzFmqw/s200/100_0337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232109936316748178" 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/37361954-6535638779812319103?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6535638779812319103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6535638779812319103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6535638779812319103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6535638779812319103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-3.html' title='The BIG 3'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJwwQ4TrkII/AAAAAAAABJE/n-yKjEOAZfA/s72-c/100_0331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-2974640246410039334</id><published>2008-08-07T18:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T19:43:25.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJuFYK-QIUI/AAAAAAAABIU/oja6OYbaPxY/s1600-h/100_0258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJuFYK-QIUI/AAAAAAAABIU/oja6OYbaPxY/s200/100_0258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231922042429776194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is out latest addition ~ Baby Miley...I know I know another CAT!!!  Yes...Makayla fell inlove with her at Mike's work and well she jus&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJt_F49z16I/AAAAAAAABH0/YAT9z3evcFY/s1600-h/100_0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJt_F49z16I/AAAAAAAABH0/YAT9z3evcFY/s320/100_0268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231915131288672162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t happened to sneak her way into our van.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJt_F2gYW5I/AAAAAAAABHs/Uoy7oFqCnc8/s1600-h/100_0262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJt_F2gYW5I/AAAAAAAABHs/Uoy7oFqCnc8/s320/100_0262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231915130628365202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mike a day and a half to figure out that he was hearing a " new " meow in the house...lol then he finally asked what that " noise " was.   Needless to say i catch him cuddling / petting her A LOT..so I dont think it is all that bad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJt_GD1BKqI/AAAAAAAABH8/kDJu6r4cBKc/s1600-h/100_0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJt_GD1BKqI/AAAAAAAABH8/kDJu6r4cBKc/s320/100_0260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231915134204586658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kennedy is in love with her as well ...as you can tell by the pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJt_GOJWQKI/AAAAAAAABIE/2K8n9JwVF30/s1600-h/100_0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJt_GOJWQKI/AAAAAAAABIE/2K8n9JwVF30/s320/100_0294.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231915136974209186" 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/37361954-2974640246410039334?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2974640246410039334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=2974640246410039334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2974640246410039334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2974640246410039334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-out-latest-addition-baby-miley.html' title=''/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJuFYK-QIUI/AAAAAAAABIU/oja6OYbaPxY/s72-c/100_0258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-741062004420086527</id><published>2008-07-21T14:02:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T15:35:59.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Trip to Storeybook Gardens 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It turned out to be a pretty nice day even with the couple hrs of heavy drizzle this morning.  Mike &amp;amp; I had planned on taking the kiddlets somewhere today just weren't too sure where.  Around 12:30 or so, we finally made a choice ~ so off we went to St&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITd8KpjOeI/AAAAAAAABHE/W07olxiCUEU/s1600-h/100_0184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITd8KpjOeI/AAAAAAAABHE/W07olxiCUEU/s200/100_0184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225545493377137122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITd9bob9JI/AAAAAAAABHc/hEqsYigrcEo/s1600-h/100_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITd9bob9JI/AAAAAAAABHc/hEqsYigrcEo/s200/100_0197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225545515115738258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITd9qyIbmI/AAAAAAAABHk/FEL2XBOyaZA/s1600-h/100_0206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITd9qyIbmI/AAAAAAAABHk/FEL2XBOyaZA/s200/100_0206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225545519182933602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITbbBxDDsI/AAAAAAAABGk/hgVUhG8J9sU/s1600-h/100_0207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITbbBxDDsI/AAAAAAAABGk/hgVUhG8J9sU/s200/100_0207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225542725033725634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITbcfWaA7I/AAAAAAAABG8/TmtgO1pABDI/s1600-h/100_0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITbcfWaA7I/AAAAAAAABG8/TmtgO1pABDI/s200/100_0239.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225542750154916786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITYPWIA9CI/AAAAAAAABF8/jBfqlsky2zU/s1600-h/100_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITYPWIA9CI/AAAAAAAABF8/jBfqlsky2zU/s200/100_0193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225539225805452322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reybook Gardens!  With a cooler packed tightly, extra clothes in a bag - swimsuits &amp;amp; diapers to boot we were finally prepared.  A short drive into London, and viola...we were there!  So nice to see their huge smiles/grins &amp;amp; questions galore.  We saw Peacocks, and snakes...&amp;amp; seals plus geese, ducks, cows &amp;amp; rabbits - oddly enough the girls actually had the courage to touch the snake that a man was holding I stayed back but managed to get a couple pic's.&lt;br /&gt;As the kids get older they seem to get more &amp;amp; more nervy - from climbing higher &amp;amp; swinging farther and to travel further ahead as we walk through the park.  But at least they all had a ton of fun!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITYQd7xFQI/AAAAAAAABGU/SwNOnmIocrA/s1600-h/100_0229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITYQd7xFQI/AAAAAAAABGU/SwNOnmIocrA/s200/100_0229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225539245081433346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITUs12ModI/AAAAAAAABFs/CgNB59qhFdM/s1600-h/100_0220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITUs12ModI/AAAAAAAABFs/CgNB59qhFdM/s200/100_0220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225535334490350034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITUsH2MXJI/AAAAAAAABFU/kW7HxHWbrc0/s1600-h/100_0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITUsH2MXJI/AAAAAAAABFU/kW7HxHWbrc0/s200/100_0194.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225535322142301330" 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/37361954-741062004420086527?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/741062004420086527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=741062004420086527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/741062004420086527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/741062004420086527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/our-trip-to-storeybook-gardens-2008.html' title='Our Trip to Storeybook Gardens 2008'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SITd8KpjOeI/AAAAAAAABHE/W07olxiCUEU/s72-c/100_0184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6594710725240055483</id><published>2008-07-10T08:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T09:08:15.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy kids</title><content type='html'>Kiddies wanted me to snap some shots of them making funny faces today so I did... Kids will be kids !&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHYJj-tw2TI/AAAAAAAABFE/6Qh06PBBSXE/s1600-h/100_0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHYJj-tw2TI/AAAAAAAABFE/6Qh06PBBSXE/s200/100_0141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221371331717683506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHYJidzsvRI/AAAAAAAABEs/I5XGZdj9Fa4/s1600-h/100_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHYJidzsvRI/AAAAAAAABEs/I5XGZdj9Fa4/s200/100_0138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221371305704340754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHYJi1HL8sI/AAAAAAAABE0/BLFqYKUdpLg/s1600-h/100_0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHYJi1HL8sI/AAAAAAAABE0/BLFqYKUdpLg/s200/100_0139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221371311960093378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHYJjfrd4oI/AAAAAAAABE8/fFQlJXOoRDQ/s1600-h/100_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHYJjfrd4oI/AAAAAAAABE8/fFQlJXOoRDQ/s200/100_0140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221371323386552962" 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/37361954-6594710725240055483?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6594710725240055483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6594710725240055483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6594710725240055483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6594710725240055483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/crazy-kids.html' title='Crazy kids'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHYJj-tw2TI/AAAAAAAABFE/6Qh06PBBSXE/s72-c/100_0141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-5326071079981157629</id><published>2008-07-07T18:45:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T19:41:00.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few kiddie shots :)</title><content type='html'>Thought I'd share a few kiddies pic's with you, I still find it hard to believe that they are growing up so fast.  But here's the proof!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHKfo9kF7aI/AAAAAAAABD0/Kbczv3vK39U/s1600-h/100_0089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHKfo9kF7aI/AAAAAAAABD0/Kbczv3vK39U/s200/100_0089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220410444145356194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHKpOYS4-JI/AAAAAAAABEk/fopdqjXObsw/s1600-h/100_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHKpOYS4-JI/AAAAAAAABEk/fopdqjXObsw/s200/100_0100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220420982580770962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHKfpWkZpMI/AAAAAAAABD8/RcYuhU6JnS0/s1600-h/100_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHKfpWkZpMI/AAAAAAAABD8/RcYuhU6JnS0/s200/100_0064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220410450857534658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHKfqstvxhI/AAAAAAAABEE/NOS3Ht1Pd-w/s1600-h/100_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHKfqstvxhI/AAAAAAAABEE/NOS3Ht1Pd-w/s200/100_0056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220410473982182930" 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/37361954-5326071079981157629?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5326071079981157629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=5326071079981157629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5326071079981157629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5326071079981157629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-few-kiddie-shots.html' title='Just a few kiddie shots :)'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SHKfo9kF7aI/AAAAAAAABD0/Kbczv3vK39U/s72-c/100_0089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-8059722302458032020</id><published>2008-06-26T08:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T17:26:19.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From good to bad, it all works out in the long run...right?  Our share of trying times, patience of a god, enough holes in our tongues from biting them to not say " those words ".  This is how it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long while now we have had some issues to deal with, and well we thought that we had finally got to the bottom of it all...when HELL reappeared AGAIN!  Why us?!?!  Poor little Kennedy has been going through so much dealing with tantrums beyond belief, acting out on us with violence, hurtful to say non the less ~ but yet none of us are sure whether she i=understands knows what she is actually doing, and frankly I really don't think that her specialist does either.  Sorry enough rambling from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had finally got a diagnoses bout Kennedy if you can recall a long time ago we had received an answer to our issues that we were dealing with here at home ...and that was Temper mentally difficult child syndrome...LMAO  Ya Right.&lt;br /&gt;Mike &amp;amp; I had left our situation long enough after that answer and there was absolutely no improvement, more less just our whole family in disbelief really.  So off to our family doctor....again about this issue ~ i guess the saying is true if you persist long enough you will eventually get an answer you like.  Finally after and hour discussion about what is STILL occurring at home he sent a referral up to a child behaviourist.  Honestly all I felt was complete relief..Oh good I'm going to get some help.  After waiting for a couple months, ( which felt like yrs ) our appointment finally was here.  So we packed up Kaye and off we went to see him...I think I felt like I wasn't going to be heard again so I could feel my body going into recluse mode...INSTANT FRUSTRATION..and well it must have showed on my face cause that's exactly what the doctor said to me: " Why such the frustrated look"?  HHHMMMM I wonder why guy??&lt;br /&gt;The "interview" felt like it went on for hrs when actually it didn't just anticipation of getting another answer i guess..So after question upon question and answer upon answer, the doctor finally came to a " first &amp;amp; temporary conclusion": He diagnosed Kaye with having; OCD ( Obsessive compulsive disorder), Anxiety Disorder &amp;amp; the start of depression.  At first I thought WHAT THE HELL!  But then relaxed and dealt with that answer.  But somewhere deep down inside I almost felt like it was a "mask" to cover up what is actually really wrong.&lt;br /&gt;To say non the less meds were prescribed ~ mainly to help deal with the OCD issue right now and to see if they were going to help with any of the problems.  But the trouble with these meds is that they take 4-6 weeks to kick in and actually see effects take place.  After a couple of appointments to see how the meds were working the 4 week mark arose, along with red spots on Kaye.  Yes, little hives just on the creases of her knees and arms..and a few on her face.  Actually nothing that I was too worried about, until the next morning. And OMG it was totally unbelievable, the little red hives had turned into HUGE red patches that had become raised and EXTREMELY ITCHY for her.&lt;br /&gt;Right there and then I went into panic mode.&lt;br /&gt;PART 2 TO FOLLOW ( after this storm passes and I can turn he puter back on ) sorry :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-8059722302458032020?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8059722302458032020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=8059722302458032020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8059722302458032020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8059722302458032020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/06/from-good-to-bad-it-all-works-out-in.html' title=''/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-2224280252308489400</id><published>2008-06-07T23:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T00:16:35.332-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trying to beat the heat is what we were all tryi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtcYS0pICI/AAAAAAAABCk/68selFT8juY/s1600-h/100_4160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtcYS0pICI/AAAAAAAABCk/68selFT8juY/s200/100_4160.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209358966423363618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ng to do.  So the kids convinced their Daddy to get the pool out and fill er' &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtV2e-wSyI/AAAAAAAABB8/WOi9Vy3gB1I/s1600-h/100_4153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtV2e-wSyI/AAAAAAAABB8/WOi9Vy3gB1I/s200/100_4153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209351788501682978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtcZNsX_CI/AAAAAAAABCs/mUpLwKLuD1U/s1600-h/100_4161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtcZNsX_CI/AAAAAAAABCs/mUpLwKLuD1U/s200/100_4161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209358982226377762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;up.  But....I'm not too sure that Mike was prepared for the "length " of time that it was taking ti fill up the pool.lol.  From jumping through it and bending the sides down &amp;amp; allowing the water to escape..to picking up the hose and spraying anyone nearby or in sight.  So after all that he decided to leave the little water that was captured by&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtV3oFRy3I/AAAAAAAABCU/3agbyZf5QFg/s1600-h/100_4158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtV3oFRy3I/AAAAAAAABCU/3agbyZf5QFg/s200/100_4158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209351808124832626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtcayYsX9I/AAAAAAAABC8/_7AU4V7o8IM/s1600-h/100_4163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtcayYsX9I/AAAAAAAABC8/_7AU4V7o8IM/s200/100_4163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209359009255808978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtcdT0n6sI/AAAAAAAABDI/hhzPTvRVH54/s1600-h/100_4164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtcdT0n6sI/AAAAAAAABDI/hhzPTvRVH54/s200/100_4164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209359052591065794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the bent/runover sides of the poor pool..and well the kids didn't seem to mind at all.  They still had tons of fun.  i took some pic's please excuse the mis matched swimsuit of Mack's.&lt;br /&gt;After the kids went to bed tonight I went out and filled up the pool so tomorrow will be filled with joyous fun for them..I hope :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtV4fJOPsI/AAAAAAAABCc/7Tqv7SsahAo/s1600-h/100_4159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtV4fJOPsI/AAAAAAAABCc/7Tqv7SsahAo/s200/100_4159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209351822905327298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll drink to that!  :)&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/37361954-2224280252308489400?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2224280252308489400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=2224280252308489400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2224280252308489400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2224280252308489400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/06/trying-to-beat-heat-is-what-we-were-all.html' title=''/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEtcYS0pICI/AAAAAAAABCk/68selFT8juY/s72-c/100_4160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-7095424470344061387</id><published>2008-05-31T09:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T09:35:09.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To say none the less..it's been a stressful week for me.  Just seems to be a lot going on for one brain to comprehend..that's all.  So after yesterday's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;feascle&lt;/span&gt; I decided to go out and have a little " retail therapy " good way to put it huh!  As I was leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; decided that she wanted to go with me, which is fine as I do think she needs one on one time with me too ~ they all do really. &lt;br /&gt;We went to a few stores and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; blew her Birthday money like there was no tomorrow..it was cute to watch though.  Our final stop was at ....ta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dumm&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Donalds&lt;/span&gt; ~ as we were getting out of the van, the car beside us had 2 ladies in the front and a boy about 7 or 8 in the back seat, and as we were shutting out door all we heard was this foreign language but also a VERY DISTINCT word that was English..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aahheem&lt;/span&gt; ~ started with an F..anyways the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lady&lt;/span&gt; had used this word in a manner that she was telling the little boy off.  Which was totally inappropriate and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt; called for in my eyes..but that's me.  I think my jaw had hit the parking lot pavement and I'm not sure how long I was staring..but I was.  Eventually we made our way into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Donalds&lt;/span&gt; and sat down to eat our meal..during our meal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;iI&lt;/span&gt; were making conversation...then she says to me.." Mom, remember when we were getting out of the van and we heard that lady say that bad word to that little boy in the car.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;YOu&lt;/span&gt; know ..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;uumm&lt;/span&gt; was it A . S . S.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;oorrr&lt;/span&gt;  I can't remember mom what was it? " So I said to her no it was a bad word &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; it was the F word and we don't ever say that, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;.  She then replies with: " Oh the F word...Fart right Mom?  I can't believe she said Fart off to him...how rude huh Mom."&lt;br /&gt;Well it took all I had no to burst into hysterical laughter in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;McDonalds&lt;/span&gt;, let me tell you.  But it was one of those moments that I will always remember &amp;amp; cherish.&lt;br /&gt;Kids ~ they really do say the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;darnedest&lt;/span&gt; things&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-7095424470344061387?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7095424470344061387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=7095424470344061387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7095424470344061387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7095424470344061387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-say-none-less.html' title=''/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-341074835635829784</id><published>2008-05-29T08:53:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T09:08:34.878-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SD6xD6XxYDI/AAAAAAAABA0/eqBbdOIJhyo/s1600-h/100_4123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SD6xD6XxYDI/AAAAAAAABA0/eqBbdOIJhyo/s200/100_4123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205792900053557298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                        Makayla Blowing out the candles                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again we sit back and reflect on the years that have flown by, and still it seems like yesterday that our first daughter was born.  It really is hard to believe that 7 years has come and gone just like that.  It is a bitter sweet feeling I love to watch them grow up and e&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEFNvqXxYLI/AAAAAAAABB0/yptd1_5BKLU/s1600-h/100_4135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SEFNvqXxYLI/AAAAAAAABB0/yptd1_5BKLU/s200/100_4135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206528125440188594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SD6tJqXxX-I/AAAAAAAABAM/T8JGRyfflKg/s1600-h/100_4121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SD6tJqXxX-I/AAAAAAAABAM/T8JGRyfflKg/s200/100_4121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205788600791293922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;xperience new things in life but I love the baby stage OH SO MUCH :) !  Sometimes I wish I could freeze time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SD6z8qXxYJI/AAAAAAAABBk/z4MvemuZtJA/s1600-h/100_4134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SD6z8qXxYJI/AAAAAAAABBk/z4MvemuZtJA/s200/100_4134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205796074034389138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makayla's birthday wishes this year were to have a party ~ a Hannah Montana Birthday Party to be precise !  So that's what we did!  We invited 10 little girls..got a cake and snacks..and they jumped for joy on the trampoline.   Hope you had a wonderful Birthday Sweetie !&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SD6tI6XxX9I/AAAAAAAABAE/xcZXeGRonrI/s1600-h/100_4119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SD6tI6XxX9I/AAAAAAAABAE/xcZXeGRonrI/s200/100_4119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205788587906392018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SD6xE6XxYFI/AAAAAAAABBE/xbpRhtmsDYw/s1600-h/100_4118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SD6xE6XxYFI/AAAAAAAABBE/xbpRhtmsDYw/s200/100_4118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205792917233426514" 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/37361954-341074835635829784?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/341074835635829784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=341074835635829784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/341074835635829784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/341074835635829784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/05/sweet-seven.html' title='Sweet Seven'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SD6xD6XxYDI/AAAAAAAABA0/eqBbdOIJhyo/s72-c/100_4123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6763660752486030145</id><published>2008-05-17T12:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:30:11.695-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little Girl</title><content type='html'>From the first day that we placed Makayla into her Sparks group ~ we knew that she would only benefit from it and grow to love it more and more each time she went.  Well that is indeed what occurred.  Makayla has excelled in her social skills, is learning how play with others and learn to share &amp;amp; create friendships...and most of all have fun.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SC8SuAAwNzI/AAAAAAAAA_s/k6phmTwMHKI/s1600-h/100_4055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SC8SuAAwNzI/AAAAAAAAA_s/k6phmTwMHKI/s320/100_4055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201396676122654514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SC8StgAwNyI/AAAAAAAAA_k/sXhrtOaMoIU/s1600-h/100_4054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SC8StgAwNyI/AAAAAAAAA_k/sXhrtOaMoIU/s320/100_4054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201396667532719906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SC8SuwAwN1I/AAAAAAAAA_8/MsNxzibQOZQ/s1600-h/100_4059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SC8SuwAwN1I/AAAAAAAAA_8/MsNxzibQOZQ/s320/100_4059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201396689007556434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Now that Makayla has spent 2 years in Sparks it was time for her to Fly up to Brownies, it may not sound like much...but for Mike &amp;amp; I it is a big deal.  We are very proud of her for sticking with this program and learning all that she has.  What makes me even more proud is the fact that she can't wait to go to Brownies next year.  I took some pictures at the " Flying up Ceremony " , what a proud Sparks she was. :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SC8SuQAwN0I/AAAAAAAAA_0/BsRumDfWHTI/s1600-h/100_4056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SC8SuQAwN0I/AAAAAAAAA_0/BsRumDfWHTI/s320/100_4056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201396680417621826" 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/37361954-6763660752486030145?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6763660752486030145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6763660752486030145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6763660752486030145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6763660752486030145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-little-girl.html' title='Our little Girl'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SC8SuAAwNzI/AAAAAAAAA_s/k6phmTwMHKI/s72-c/100_4055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-2165576062774476597</id><published>2008-05-07T09:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T11:21:28.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed n' Seed..??</title><content type='html'>As many of you know a year or so ago we purchased a hamster...Max to be precise.  Well ...uummm the kids were up stairs admiring Mr Max and Marshall decided that Max needed some more food..but....well the 2kg bag ended up in ...a spot it shouldn't have been.  Marshall's Bruder truck and pup ended up being filled up ~ I guess he thought that he needed to take a load off hamster food somewhere..lol.  Then poor Max was placed on top of the pile of food inside of the truck and taken on a joy ride.&lt;br /&gt;You know Mike and really did kind of find this humerous, until...the entire load was thrown ALL OVER the carpet upstairs.  Do you know how hard it is to pick up hamster food?  I know..use the vaccum.  But i didn't wanna waste all of it..it was still good you know!  Here is the proof!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SCHIfvcVVRI/AAAAAAAAA_M/6nVT9pRsBDk/s1600-h/100_4048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SCHIfvcVVRI/AAAAAAAAA_M/6nVT9pRsBDk/s320/100_4048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197655892599067922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SCHIhfcVVSI/AAAAAAAAA_U/5oPjXVzLRes/s1600-h/100_4049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SCHIhfcVVSI/AAAAAAAAA_U/5oPjXVzLRes/s320/100_4049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197655922663839010" 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/37361954-2165576062774476597?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2165576062774476597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=2165576062774476597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2165576062774476597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2165576062774476597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/05/feed-n-seed.html' title='Feed n&apos; Seed..??'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SCHIfvcVVRI/AAAAAAAAA_M/6nVT9pRsBDk/s72-c/100_4048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6688107944425616043</id><published>2008-04-16T08:11:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T08:44:08.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Way too cute!</title><content type='html'>It was sooo nice outside yesterday...I hung up the laundry outside, the kiddies played in the sandbox &amp;amp; ran around the yard with joy in their eyes.  This is one part of the year that I do enjoy...watching the snow dissapear, and feeling the heat off of the sun as it beats &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAX0ApXmUEI/AAAAAAAAA_E/uB5CPBY1PsE/s1600-h/100_4037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAX0ApXmUEI/AAAAAAAAA_E/uB5CPBY1PsE/s200/100_4037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189822437556375618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAXzFZXmUAI/AAAAAAAAA-k/-WcU2NaDVI4/s1600-h/100_4042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAXzFZXmUAI/AAAAAAAAA-k/-WcU2NaDVI4/s200/100_4042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189821419649126402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;down on us.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAXzF5XmUBI/AAAAAAAAA-s/5vheg4Kafxs/s1600-h/100_4040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAXzF5XmUBI/AAAAAAAAA-s/5vheg4Kafxs/s200/100_4040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189821428239061010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marshall and Kourtney have grown to be pretty close to each other ~ &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAXzGZXmUCI/AAAAAAAAA-0/58UgRwtzI6s/s1600-h/100_4039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAXzGZXmUCI/AAAAAAAAA-0/58UgRwtzI6s/s200/100_4039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189821436828995618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAXzEpXmT_I/AAAAAAAAA-c/8WpPZ9WyIok/s1600-h/100_4043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAXzEpXmT_I/AAAAAAAAA-c/8WpPZ9WyIok/s200/100_4043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189821406764224498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;don't get me wrong they do still have " moments " and well who doesn't?  But yesterday while they were in the sandbox together I just couldn't resist taking &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAXzG5XmUDI/AAAAAAAAA-8/5PnHQBzIQKE/s1600-h/100_4038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAXzG5XmUDI/AAAAAAAAA-8/5PnHQBzIQKE/s200/100_4038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189821445418930226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some pic's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-6688107944425616043?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6688107944425616043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6688107944425616043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6688107944425616043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6688107944425616043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/way-too-cute.html' title='Way too cute!'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAX0ApXmUEI/AAAAAAAAA_E/uB5CPBY1PsE/s72-c/100_4037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-1128432737018101078</id><published>2008-04-14T21:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:59:55.277-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowl..or Tap??</title><content type='html'>Well...it's finally happened.  Out little Pete has grown enough to be able to reach the taps to take a drink now, whether it be from the bathroom, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAQI9JXmT9I/AAAAAAAAA-M/Ob7Eaz3HXXk/s1600-h/100_4013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAQI9JXmT9I/AAAAAAAAA-M/Ob7Eaz3HXXk/s320/100_4013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189282517217595346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the kitchen or the tub...he's happy either way:)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAQI9pXmT-I/AAAAAAAAA-U/aQF-LiHYTtA/s1600-h/100_4008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAQI9pXmT-I/AAAAAAAAA-U/aQF-LiHYTtA/s320/100_4008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189282525807529954" 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/37361954-1128432737018101078?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1128432737018101078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=1128432737018101078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1128432737018101078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1128432737018101078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/bowlor-tap.html' title='Bowl..or Tap??'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SAQI9JXmT9I/AAAAAAAAA-M/Ob7Eaz3HXXk/s72-c/100_4013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-5727895193270435469</id><published>2008-04-04T13:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T14:05:14.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wee bit behind..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZszykpnGI/AAAAAAAAA-E/xFbJZ1uRoqY/s1600-h/100_4003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZszykpnGI/AAAAAAAAA-E/xFbJZ1uRoqY/s200/100_4003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185451657968327778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZpEikpm_I/AAAAAAAAA9M/Vnctb4COXnM/s1600-h/100_3995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZpEikpm_I/AAAAAAAAA9M/Vnctb4COXnM/s320/100_3995.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185447547684625394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZpFCkpnAI/AAAAAAAAA9U/0iwePzC4ZmI/s1600-h/100_3996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZpFCkpnAI/AAAAAAAAA9U/0iwePzC4ZmI/s320/100_3996.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185447556274560002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZpFSkpnBI/AAAAAAAAA9c/GfgBeSIMFmo/s1600-h/100_3998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZpFSkpnBI/AAAAAAAAA9c/GfgBeSIMFmo/s320/100_3998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185447560569527314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologies for all you fans of my Blog ( if there is any..just sounded good )..but things just seem to keep piling up here and I can never get&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZszikpnFI/AAAAAAAAA98/yz4fKxOgzqs/s1600-h/100_4002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZszikpnFI/AAAAAAAAA98/yz4fKxOgzqs/s200/100_4002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185451653673360466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ahead to put a post up on here!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZszCkpnEI/AAAAAAAAA90/-a7ziV-LqKA/s1600-h/100_4001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZszCkpnEI/AAAAAAAAA90/-a7ziV-LqKA/s200/100_4001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185451645083425858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...On March 31 st our little girl Kennedy celebrated her 4 th birthday!  We had&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZpFykpnCI/AAAAAAAAA9k/dLXDP_qK1jw/s1600-h/100_3999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZpFykpnCI/AAAAAAAAA9k/dLXDP_qK1jw/s320/100_3999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185447569159461922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cake and gifts galore!  Balloons to pop that made our hearts stop..and playdough that got smeared into the floor..it was great!  Hard to believe tha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZpGSkpnDI/AAAAAAAAA9s/2K87EzbAf5w/s1600-h/100_4000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZpGSkpnDI/AAAAAAAAA9s/2K87EzbAf5w/s320/100_4000.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185447577749396530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t our baby will be going to school this coming September ~ I'm happy yet sad about it.  They grow too fast, that's for sure!&lt;br /&gt;( Please excuse the dirty face she had Lasagna for dinner ).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-5727895193270435469?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5727895193270435469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=5727895193270435469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5727895193270435469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5727895193270435469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/wee-bit-behind.html' title='Wee bit behind..'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R_ZszykpnGI/AAAAAAAAA-E/xFbJZ1uRoqY/s72-c/100_4003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-5706865222678791841</id><published>2008-03-22T08:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T08:58:31.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Omelette Anyone</title><content type='html'>So.  Bout a week ago now ~ you during March Break and all....the WILD children here decided that while Mommies back was turned that cracking 1 dozen eggs on the kitchen floor ~ and smearing them then skating through them would be a great idea! NOT.  I am soooo not good with cleaning this slimy mess up...hence the reason I made them clean the just of it up first and I did the rest.  Momma was not a happy camper, but &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R-UBlCkpm9I/AAAAAAAAA88/reTo0bUtws0/s1600-h/100_3993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R-UBlCkpm9I/AAAAAAAAA88/reTo0bUtws0/s320/100_3993.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180548682217003986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;still able to snap some pics!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R-UBlikpm-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/BZ0e9gcCKQY/s1600-h/100_3994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R-UBlikpm-I/AAAAAAAAA9E/BZ0e9gcCKQY/s320/100_3994.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180548690806938594" 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/37361954-5706865222678791841?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5706865222678791841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=5706865222678791841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5706865222678791841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5706865222678791841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/omelette-anyone.html' title='Omelette Anyone'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R-UBlCkpm9I/AAAAAAAAA88/reTo0bUtws0/s72-c/100_3993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-8957676578078644395</id><published>2008-03-11T10:49:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T11:07:46.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>There are some things in life that can really catch your eye..and this is one view for my&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9af8Ae7azI/AAAAAAAAA8c/1x-rpx0FA0o/s1600-h/100_3977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9af8Ae7azI/AAAAAAAAA8c/1x-rpx0FA0o/s200/100_3977.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176500674979654450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9af-Qe7a2I/AAAAAAAAA80/Ox9TxVe_msM/s1600-h/100_3981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9af-Qe7a2I/AAAAAAAAA80/Ox9TxVe_msM/s200/100_3981.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176500713634360162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eyes&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9af9we7a1I/AAAAAAAAA8s/A3JXC2-ne04/s1600-h/100_3982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9af9we7a1I/AAAAAAAAA8s/A3JXC2-ne04/s200/100_3982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176500705044425554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that I absolutely love .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-8957676578078644395?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8957676578078644395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=8957676578078644395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8957676578078644395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8957676578078644395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9af8Ae7azI/AAAAAAAAA8c/1x-rpx0FA0o/s72-c/100_3977.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-1941339998721028345</id><published>2008-03-11T10:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T10:42:55.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>March Break Madness !!</title><content type='html'>Who said that March Break had to consist of colouring, doing crafts, watching T.V...etc, etc... Today our kids were very inventive ~ as I &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9aZ-ge7ayI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ngA5CmqTg6s/s1600-h/100_3976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9aZ-ge7ayI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ngA5CmqTg6s/s200/100_3976.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176494120859560738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was called into the other room ( our bedroom ) with a bellowing voice I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9aZ9Ae7awI/AAAAAAAAA8E/VyiB1xet9tg/s1600-h/100_3973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9aZ9Ae7awI/AAAAAAAAA8E/VyiB1xet9tg/s200/100_3973.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176494095089756930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; walked into " THE FORT ". The k&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9aZ8ge7avI/AAAAAAAAA78/iXw0c-CCzVA/s1600-h/100_3972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9aZ8ge7avI/AAAAAAAAA78/iXw0c-CCzVA/s200/100_3972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176494086499822322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ids made their own fort today&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9aZ7we7auI/AAAAAAAAA70/Qcqu1kdhZdg/s1600-h/100_3971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9aZ7we7auI/AAAAAAAAA70/Qcqu1kdhZdg/s200/100_3971.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176494073614920418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..and well it was actually kinda funny, hey they had fun, and no one got hurt so it was all &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9aZ-Ae7axI/AAAAAAAAA8M/FZtG8L2s0WY/s1600-h/100_3975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9aZ-Ae7axI/AAAAAAAAA8M/FZtG8L2s0WY/s200/100_3975.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176494112269626130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-1941339998721028345?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1941339998721028345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=1941339998721028345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1941339998721028345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1941339998721028345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-break-madness.html' title='March Break Madness !!'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R9aZ-ge7ayI/AAAAAAAAA8U/ngA5CmqTg6s/s72-c/100_3976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-5562501938274825534</id><published>2008-03-02T08:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T08:14:52.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Sky</title><content type='html'>Just thought &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8qoD7C0KmI/AAAAAAAAA68/F7Nwu3bpy6o/s1600-h/100_3926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8qoD7C0KmI/AAAAAAAAA68/F7Nwu3bpy6o/s200/100_3926.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173131907331009122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Winter clouds and sunset were a neat mix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-5562501938274825534?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5562501938274825534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=5562501938274825534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5562501938274825534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5562501938274825534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/winter-sky.html' title='Winter Sky'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8qoD7C0KmI/AAAAAAAAA68/F7Nwu3bpy6o/s72-c/100_3926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-1579187867702048834</id><published>2008-03-02T07:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T07:49:41.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Older...or Younger?  Is the Question.</title><content type='html'>So. I will start off by saying that I am so not a woman that likes change...of any kind.  therefore when it comes to my hair, I prefer to keep what I know and what I can handle.  But...my cousin was over on Friday and well I had mentioned to her that I was contemplating on seeing what my hair would look like straight.  Right there and then she said well i will bring over my straightener and we c&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8qhx7C0KlI/AAAAAAAAA60/X3jh-FSsdNU/s1600-h/100_3560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8qhx7C0KlI/AAAAAAAAA60/X3jh-FSsdNU/s200/100_3560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173125001023597138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;an see!  With apprehension I finally caved, and said OK.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8qhxLC0KjI/AAAAAAAAA6k/l6fIYuqyDO4/s1600-h/100_3950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8qhxLC0KjI/AAAAAAAAA6k/l6fIYuqyDO4/s200/100_3950.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173124988138695218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8qhwLC0KiI/AAAAAAAAA6c/SEG_6gGvV9Q/s1600-h/100_3951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8qhwLC0KiI/AAAAAAAAA6c/SEG_6gGvV9Q/s200/100_3951.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173124970958826018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8qhxbC0KkI/AAAAAAAAA6s/9Tj_YQdoiTs/s1600-h/100_3554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8qhxbC0KkI/AAAAAAAAA6s/9Tj_YQdoiTs/s200/100_3554.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173124992433662530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;understand that I have had curly hair since grade 7 that is like...well I am gonna be 33 this month.  It's been a while!  Anywhoo...as I allowed Mel to straighten my hair I enjoyed every second of it.  And well the finished result wasn't too bad either!  I think that I might actually buy a straightener to change up my look once and a while..but for now I'm gonna stick with the old curls ( My Mikey likes my curls too..but likes the straight change..just not as well he said.)  Here are a couple pics you tell me what you think! I really want to hear opinions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-1579187867702048834?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1579187867702048834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=1579187867702048834' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1579187867702048834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1579187867702048834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/olderor-younger-is-question.html' title='Older...or Younger?  Is the Question.'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8qhx7C0KlI/AAAAAAAAA60/X3jh-FSsdNU/s72-c/100_3560.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-2023154183130497281</id><published>2008-02-26T08:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T08:29:51.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Findings in the " Loo "</title><content type='html'>Chrissy ...Chrissy come here ~ you've got to see this.   This is what I heard Mike yelling last weekend from the bathroom.  So I sauntered to the Loo..to check out the trouble.  All I could think of was more dirt from my poor plant or shampoo all over.  Well it wasn't too bad..more funny than anything.   Here's what our kids do when bordom strikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep ...a Plunger.  I guess they thought that the window had a clog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8QUCcpUZAI/AAAAAAAAA6U/nlmYERvKUyM/s1600-h/100_3927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8QUCcpUZAI/AAAAAAAAA6U/nlmYERvKUyM/s200/100_3927.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171280304409961474" 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/37361954-2023154183130497281?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2023154183130497281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=2023154183130497281' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2023154183130497281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2023154183130497281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/02/findings-in-loo.html' title='Findings in the &quot; Loo &quot;'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R8QUCcpUZAI/AAAAAAAAA6U/nlmYERvKUyM/s72-c/100_3927.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3121208742467957387</id><published>2008-02-18T09:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T09:32:40.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Makin'roads..and fields</title><content type='html'>Dirt,dirt and more dirt.  This is what I walked into yesterday when I opened the bathroom door.  Little Marshall's face looking up at me with a scuff of dirt smeared on his cheek..and his hands covered in it too.  Where did this dirt come from you ask?  My beautiful plant!!!!  He took scoop fulls with his little loader and repeatedly placed it&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7mWz8pUY7I/AAAAAAAAA5s/Zs43REcHTbg/s1600-h/100_3924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7mWz8pUY7I/AAAAAAAAA5s/Zs43REcHTbg/s200/100_3924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168327866581279666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the window sil.  Then made the loader unload the dirt onto the floor...yes all of it eventually made&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7mW28pUY-I/AAAAAAAAA6E/nVmfLz4aqDc/s1600-h/100_3919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7mW28pUY-I/AAAAAAAAA6E/nVmfLz4aqDc/s200/100_3919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168327918120887266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7mW08pUY8I/AAAAAAAAA50/4ioi89Mo-88/s1600-h/100_3923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7mW08pUY8I/AAAAAAAAA50/4ioi89Mo-88/s200/100_3923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168327883761148866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it on to the floor.  The bathroom was a disaster!  I am still finding evidence of soil everywhere in there!  I have to adm&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7mW18pUY9I/AAAAAAAAA58/t746ghui6wo/s1600-h/100_3922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7mW18pUY9I/AAAAAAAAA58/t746ghui6wo/s200/100_3922.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168327900941018066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it I did chuckle about it, it's just so funny to see the difference between him and the girls.  Here's the proof for future reference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-3121208742467957387?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3121208742467957387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3121208742467957387' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3121208742467957387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3121208742467957387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/02/makinroadsand-fields.html' title='Makin&apos;roads..and fields'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7mWz8pUY7I/AAAAAAAAA5s/Zs43REcHTbg/s72-c/100_3924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6790197493588797169</id><published>2008-02-12T06:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T06:38:38.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who took these?</title><content type='html'>So if you may have guessed by the title of this Blog today someone got a hold of my camera...AGAIN, and taken some pictures.  So when I was downloading the pics that I took these other ones came up as well.  Not bad for an amateur!  Funny though the snapshots that they like to take.  I found it amusing..mind you it wouldn't have been amusin&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7GDhspUY6I/AAAAAAAAA5k/_iSR6-d9bKM/s1600-h/100_3915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7GDhspUY6I/AAAAAAAAA5k/_iSR6-d9bKM/s200/100_3915.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166054862514054050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g if the ca&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7GDgspUY4I/AAAAAAAAA5U/cy72DPqhyPo/s1600-h/100_3912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7GDgspUY4I/AAAAAAAAA5U/cy72DPqhyPo/s200/100_3912.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166054845334184834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mera was wrecked.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7GDgMpUY3I/AAAAAAAAA5M/ZajNfDB0KYQ/s1600-h/100_3908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7GDgMpUY3I/AAAAAAAAA5M/ZajNfDB0KYQ/s200/100_3908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166054836744250226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7GDhcpUY5I/AAAAAAAAA5c/wZJzDe7vkns/s1600-h/100_3914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7GDhcpUY5I/AAAAAAAAA5c/wZJzDe7vkns/s200/100_3914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166054858219086738" 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/37361954-6790197493588797169?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6790197493588797169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6790197493588797169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6790197493588797169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6790197493588797169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/02/who-took-these.html' title='Who took these?'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R7GDhspUY6I/AAAAAAAAA5k/_iSR6-d9bKM/s72-c/100_3915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3348068946240084504</id><published>2008-02-10T07:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T08:08:45.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Frolicking Fun !</title><content type='html'>What's tan and black in colour, looks like a deer, yet frolicks like a little child in the snow?  You guessed it ....PETE !  We cannot believe how much this dog LOVES the cold snow!  Now I'm sure that most dogs like snow to a certain extent, we just feel like this is our own " snow plow " I guess.  When we take Pete for a walk he honestly walks with a jaw open scooping up snow as we go.  It really is funny, but does become annoying after a while.  I played with Pete in the back yard a week or so ago and I was throwing chunks of snow at him so he could catch them, and I stood there with my camera in one hand a chunk of snow in the other shouting catch it Pete catch it!  And I would snap away hoping to capture the perfect shot of him catching the snow chunk.  And I got one!&lt;br /&gt;I also took Pete to the Vet's office last week to get a weigh in done as I want to keep track of that, and Pete is now 6  1/2  months, and weighed in at....  106.8 lbs.  I was amazed yet happy.  My little puppy is no longer little, but still has&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R67198pUYwI/AAAAAAAAA4U/QtHG4n50PLU/s1600-h/100_3899.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R67198pUYwI/AAAAAAAAA4U/QtHG4n50PLU/s200/100_3899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165336267240792834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Plenty o&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R671F8pUYrI/AAAAAAAAA3s/M3V5Ksl3i_w/s1600-h/100_3893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R671F8pUYrI/AAAAAAAAA3s/M3V5Ksl3i_w/s200/100_3893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165335305168118450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;f growing to go yet!  I can honestly say that Pete has filled a void in my &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R671HMpUYtI/AAAAAAAAA38/vi9ecyZsnKM/s1600-h/100_3888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R671HMpUYtI/AAAAAAAAA38/vi9ecyZsnKM/s200/100_3888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165335326642954962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heart that was pretty big, thanks &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R671H8pUYvI/AAAAAAAAA4M/_JyYUJj7Rv4/s1600-h/100_3885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R671H8pUYvI/AAAAAAAAA4M/_JyYUJj7Rv4/s200/100_3885.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165335339527856882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R67258pUYxI/AAAAAAAAA4c/4Y_0K0sEtxA/s1600-h/100_3898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R67258pUYxI/AAAAAAAAA4c/4Y_0K0sEtxA/s200/100_3898.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165337298032943890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R671HcpUYuI/AAAAAAAAA4E/n2ln5bMjZcM/s1600-h/100_3886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R671HcpUYuI/AAAAAAAAA4E/n2ln5bMjZcM/s200/100_3886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165335330937922274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pet&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R671GcpUYsI/AAAAAAAAA30/5CE7TFVWx7E/s1600-h/100_3892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R671GcpUYsI/AAAAAAAAA30/5CE7TFVWx7E/s200/100_3892.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165335313758053058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-3348068946240084504?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3348068946240084504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3348068946240084504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3348068946240084504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3348068946240084504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/02/frolicking-fun.html' title='Frolicking Fun !'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R67198pUYwI/AAAAAAAAA4U/QtHG4n50PLU/s72-c/100_3899.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6103704414277564948</id><published>2008-01-27T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T20:33:23.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful couple days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50v1YbBs6I/AAAAAAAAA3E/fq7a6ICMRXk/s1600-h/100_3855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50v1YbBs6I/AAAAAAAAA3E/fq7a6ICMRXk/s200/100_3855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160333342171837346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50deIbBswI/AAAAAAAAA10/xzKMUfGmwdg/s1600-h/100_3835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50deIbBswI/AAAAAAAAA10/xzKMUfGmwdg/s200/100_3835.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160313151530578690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50g_4bBs3I/AAAAAAAAA2s/Y8etlAEonsc/s1600-h/100_3853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50g_4bBs3I/AAAAAAAAA2s/Y8etlAEonsc/s200/100_3853.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160317029886047090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50deobBsxI/AAAAAAAAA18/idBhEM0X6Dg/s1600-h/100_3839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50deobBsxI/AAAAAAAAA18/idBhEM0X6Dg/s200/100_3839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160313160120513298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50de4bBsyI/AAAAAAAAA2E/9xVNl8by81U/s1600-h/100_3841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50de4bBsyI/AAAAAAAAA2E/9xVNl8by81U/s200/100_3841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160313164415480610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50dfYbBszI/AAAAAAAAA2M/KOnuIDG570E/s1600-h/100_3844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50dfYbBszI/AAAAAAAAA2M/KOnuIDG570E/s200/100_3844.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160313173005415218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50dfobBs0I/AAAAAAAAA2U/ArvqiEDNJSI/s1600-h/100_3846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50dfobBs0I/AAAAAAAAA2U/ArvqiEDNJSI/s200/100_3846.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160313177300382530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50v14bBs7I/AAAAAAAAA3M/-lLQbvmXTLo/s1600-h/100_3854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50v14bBs7I/AAAAAAAAA3M/-lLQbvmXTLo/s200/100_3854.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160333350761771954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50v2IbBs8I/AAAAAAAAA3U/amqJyNQfygs/s1600-h/100_3821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50v2IbBs8I/AAAAAAAAA3U/amqJyNQfygs/s200/100_3821.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160333355056739266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50g_IbBs1I/AAAAAAAAA2c/IfK8h-kwEog/s1600-h/100_3850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50g_IbBs1I/AAAAAAAAA2c/IfK8h-kwEog/s200/100_3850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160317017001145170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; half ago I had the privilege of watching my n&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50g_obBs2I/AAAAAAAAA2k/ftWhBTJSOKc/s1600-h/100_3851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50g_obBs2I/AAAAAAAAA2k/ftWhBTJSOKc/s200/100_3851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160317025591079778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ephew and niece; Owen and Brynne. And what fun it was~ from playing to eatin&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50v3IbBs-I/AAAAAAAAA3k/W7SoR2K5Suo/s1600-h/100_3833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50v3IbBs-I/AAAAAAAAA3k/W7SoR2K5Suo/s200/100_3833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160333372236608482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g ~ messy lunches, to&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50hAYbBs4I/AAAAAAAAA20/WXG8YJB9KEk/s1600-h/100_3854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50hAYbBs4I/AAAAAAAAA20/WXG8YJB9KEk/s200/100_3854.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160317038475981698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; playing with pl&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50v2YbBs9I/AAAAAAAAA3c/UE0vMTjgi38/s1600-h/100_3822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50v2YbBs9I/AAAAAAAAA3c/UE0vMTjgi38/s200/100_3822.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160333359351706578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ay dough.  I love all of my nephews and nieces  so much and would watch ALL of them together  ( if my house was big enough ) , if I could.  We had so much fun the couple of days I had them and I thought that I would share the pics of them here from those days.  Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-6103704414277564948?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6103704414277564948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6103704414277564948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6103704414277564948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6103704414277564948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/wonderful-couple-days.html' title='Wonderful couple days'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R50v1YbBs6I/AAAAAAAAA3E/fq7a6ICMRXk/s72-c/100_3855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-4418672180987259811</id><published>2008-01-23T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T16:27:00.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playin' with Play dough</title><content type='html'>I had an inspiration the other week and well I went with it and I decided to make Homemade Play dough with all the kids and a friend of Makayla's as well joined in on the fun.  We measured out the ingredients, stirred and poured..spilt, and well ate some ( not me )... Then cooked it..and kneaded it.  I have to admit it was so much fun and I intend on making more of it this up coming weekend with them as the stuff we just made is now &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5evLIbBssI/AAAAAAAAA1U/OsmyGqrUmCs/s1600-h/100_3817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5evLIbBssI/AAAAAAAAA1U/OsmyGqrUmCs/s200/100_3817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158784503950455490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;scattered through the house and mushed into toys and stuff..yep I still love it !!  Yes that's Sarcastic!  But they do  love it so that's what matters .&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5er74bBspI/AAAAAAAAA08/cAuXTIY2v48/s1600-h/100_3814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5er74bBspI/AAAAAAAAA08/cAuXTIY2v48/s200/100_3814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158780943422567058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...so what if I'm pickin' play dough outta stuff when I'm 60 years &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5evL4bBstI/AAAAAAAAA1c/3oEd9v27eis/s1600-h/100_3818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5evL4bBstI/AAAAAAAAA1c/3oEd9v27eis/s200/100_3818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158784516835357394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5er6obBsnI/AAAAAAAAA0s/uRgt_wk-Gi4/s1600-h/100_3812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5er6obBsnI/AAAAAAAAA0s/uRgt_wk-Gi4/s200/100_3812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158780921947730546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;old..they ha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5er9YbBsrI/AAAAAAAAA1M/FRsl8N4clFc/s1600-h/100_3816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5er9YbBsrI/AAAAAAAAA1M/FRsl8N4clFc/s200/100_3816.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158780969192370866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5er8obBsqI/AAAAAAAAA1E/5-aVRT7j9CQ/s1600-h/100_3815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5er8obBsqI/AAAAAAAAA1E/5-aVRT7j9CQ/s200/100_3815.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158780956307468962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d fun..right????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meg..our neighbour ( Makayla's best friend )&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5er64bBsoI/AAAAAAAAA00/A1LFv5J1-7o/s1600-h/100_3813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5er64bBsoI/AAAAAAAAA00/A1LFv5J1-7o/s200/100_3813.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158780926242697858" 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/37361954-4418672180987259811?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4418672180987259811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=4418672180987259811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4418672180987259811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4418672180987259811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/playin-with-play-dough.html' title='Playin&apos; with Play dough'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R5evLIbBssI/AAAAAAAAA1U/OsmyGqrUmCs/s72-c/100_3817.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-8296715601695231706</id><published>2008-01-23T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:47:20.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My apologies</title><content type='html'>I must start off by stating how sorry I am for being such a lousy Blogger this year so far.  I said I was going to change that and well so far it's not lookin' that way is it?  I have changed my Blog Format so hopefully you all like it and well I also hope that it inspires me to Blog a bit more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-8296715601695231706?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8296715601695231706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=8296715601695231706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8296715601695231706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8296715601695231706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-apologies.html' title='My apologies'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3671285597306913842</id><published>2008-01-10T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T14:21:54.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TRYING THURSDAY...</title><content type='html'>Only a little boy...so cute and caring could cause such chaos.    It seems like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; i turned around today there was something else going wrong.  From getting into my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nail polish&lt;/span&gt;..to overflowing the kitchen sink..then dumping half a bottle of after shave on his neck....followed by a " soup " making fest which consisted of elbow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;noodles&lt;/span&gt;...and milk..and a touch of water in 7 different pots and pans on the family room floor.  I have spent my quality &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R4Zs8UeBKWI/AAAAAAAAA0c/pE8XfTsRSck/s1600-h/100_3809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R4Zs8UeBKWI/AAAAAAAAA0c/pE8XfTsRSck/s200/100_3809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153926607114676578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ytime&lt;/span&gt; with him...tried my best but I guess I turned my back one too many times today..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Here are his freshly painted nails!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R4Zs8EeBKVI/AAAAAAAAA0U/1DMXkwaFQ04/s1600-h/100_3811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R4Zs8EeBKVI/AAAAAAAAA0U/1DMXkwaFQ04/s200/100_3811.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153926602819709266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R4Zs80eBKXI/AAAAAAAAA0k/1o6iNCEAHUs/s1600-h/100_3808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R4Zs80eBKXI/AAAAAAAAA0k/1o6iNCEAHUs/s200/100_3808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153926615704611186" 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/37361954-3671285597306913842?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3671285597306913842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3671285597306913842' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3671285597306913842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3671285597306913842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/trying-thursday.html' title='TRYING THURSDAY...'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R4Zs8UeBKWI/AAAAAAAAA0c/pE8XfTsRSck/s72-c/100_3809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-621528303295247015</id><published>2008-01-06T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T11:36:40.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Cute</title><content type='html'>I just couldn't resist posting this picture of Little Kennedy up here, these are the pictures that make you forget all the " other " things you wanna&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R4EDJUeBKUI/AAAAAAAAA0M/9Uz2sZSd_iY/s1600-h/100_3769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R4EDJUeBKUI/AAAAAAAAA0M/9Uz2sZSd_iY/s320/100_3769.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152402907336878402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; forget for the day..till they happen again.  Enjoy her pic as we have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-621528303295247015?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/621528303295247015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=621528303295247015' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/621528303295247015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/621528303295247015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/too-cute.html' title='Too Cute'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R4EDJUeBKUI/AAAAAAAAA0M/9Uz2sZSd_iY/s72-c/100_3769.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-1479020117511703729</id><published>2008-01-02T10:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T10:13:24.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For a Reason</title><content type='html'>There are somethings that happen in life that we all don't understand why or even how they happen.  And I finally came across one this morning.  Makayla and I were on the computer chatting with my mom on line and I had to get up to get something and I was maybe 1 minute and when I came back Makayla had sent my mom some sites on the computer.  I know you are thinking the worst.  Not the case.  Believe it or not Makayla had sent my mom some of the most beautiful poetry sites ~ and to top it off they were about Grandma's and grand kids....go figure huh.  The one that got to my mom's heart the most was this one..I hope you enjoy it as much as she did.  She said she cried as it is was so beautiful to her.  We sometimes tend to forget how important our children's Grandparents are to them and each other...that is a relationship that should always be held high and never lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetrybyginny.com/i_love_you_grandma.htm"&gt;Poem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-1479020117511703729?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1479020117511703729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=1479020117511703729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1479020117511703729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1479020117511703729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-reason.html' title='For a Reason'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-1792474374264096700</id><published>2008-01-01T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:15:14.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes and Wantings..</title><content type='html'>So I have once again not for filled ANY of my 2007 resolutions.  Therefore I have no idea why I would even think to make new ones for 2008.  Yet I think I will.  I have a few in mind but not set out on paper or anywhere else yet..till I know for sure that I wanna.  To me I think that these " Resolutions " should in fact just be called Wishes...or Wantings.  Cause really you are wishing for something or to do something or wanting to get or do something..right??  I don't really have anything to complain about from 2007...one thing was odd and that is that I never had a baby...felt really weird to be honest!  So...on that note if you have any " resolutions " please let me know what yours are for 2008.  I'm really curious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-1792474374264096700?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1792474374264096700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=1792474374264096700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1792474374264096700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1792474374264096700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/wishes-and-wantings.html' title='Wishes and Wantings..'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-7978754030172715318</id><published>2007-12-23T08:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T09:14:10.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Minutes Unsupervised</title><content type='html'>And just from the title I'm sure you can tell that in the 10 minutes unsupervised something happened.  And well much worse has happened before but...aah well it's my own fault.  All I was trying to do was have a shower~you mom's know that task is not easy at the best of times...so I figured I had an opportunity to take a chance and go for it..slip in the nice hot shower for a few minutes, and that would be it.  That was it, till I got out!&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty quiet when I was in the shower which is very unusual around here, and well even when I got out it was still kinda quiet.  I &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R25r-0eBKQI/AAAAAAAAAzs/lFY8lMUwGKQ/s1600-h/100_3706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R25r-0eBKQI/AAAAAAAAAzs/lFY8lMUwGKQ/s200/100_3706.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147170151111665922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;walked into the family room and noticed that the kids had ..well taken breakfast into their own hands and poured cereal into bowls ~ LARGE SERVING bowls by the way, and then Marshall decided that he would try cereal on a plate...a Bob the builder plate actually..and well while he was pouring it the rest of the box seemed to have come out on the kitchen floor.  So I took some pictures thought you might like to witness this.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R25sAEeBKTI/AAAAAAAAA0E/vQdKbv_Em20/s1600-h/100_3702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R25sAEeBKTI/AAAAAAAAA0E/vQdKbv_Em20/s200/100_3702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147170172586502450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R25r_keBKSI/AAAAAAAAAz8/aLZlG7BekPo/s1600-h/100_3704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R25r_keBKSI/AAAAAAAAAz8/aLZlG7BekPo/s200/100_3704.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147170163996567842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R25r_UeBKRI/AAAAAAAAAz0/7PjCXjpUN4A/s1600-h/100_3705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R25r_UeBKRI/AAAAAAAAAz0/7PjCXjpUN4A/s200/100_3705.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147170159701600530" 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/37361954-7978754030172715318?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7978754030172715318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=7978754030172715318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7978754030172715318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7978754030172715318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/12/10-minutes-unsupervised.html' title='10 Minutes Unsupervised'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R25r-0eBKQI/AAAAAAAAAzs/lFY8lMUwGKQ/s72-c/100_3706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-917991396369633887</id><published>2007-12-20T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:52:08.678-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Tree...excursion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rVOEeBKGI/AAAAAAAAAyc/wdNEGDMqTIE/s1600-h/100_3682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rVOEeBKGI/AAAAAAAAAyc/wdNEGDMqTIE/s200/100_3682.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146159961918744674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started on a Friday night, we got all the kiddies dressed and packed up to go and cut our Christmas  So we tree down...I was soo excited.  More just to see the kids faces that we were cutting a tree this year not just putting it together out of the box.  I wa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rVOUeBKHI/AAAAAAAAAyk/nbszUuDz0-E/s1600-h/100_3683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rVOUeBKHI/AAAAAAAAAyk/nbszUuDz0-E/s200/100_3683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146159966213711986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nted to do this.  ( Not sure why ) !  Anyways, finally got em' all in the van and drove over to the Tree place ...yeah they were closed.  As I took a deep breath in I then said to Mike are you sure they were closed and you didn't just read the sign wrong?  Yeah no he was right...it was closed till morning. decided to try this all again in the morning.  And that's just what we did, we packed em' all up again and off we went.  We pulled in the lane way and a nice man came ou&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rVPEeBKJI/AAAAAAAAAy0/-qocDfSowuo/s1600-h/100_3685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rVPEeBKJI/AAAAAAAAAy0/-qocDfSowuo/s200/100_3685.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146159979098613906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2raS0eBKOI/AAAAAAAAAzc/1ZgCkdtWeLo/s1600-h/100_3691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2raS0eBKOI/AAAAAAAAAzc/1ZgCkdtWeLo/s200/100_3691.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146165541081262306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rVO0eBKII/AAAAAAAAAys/mql13fBL9ok/s1600-h/100_3684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rVO0eBKII/AAAAAAAAAys/mql13fBL9ok/s200/100_3684.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146159974803646594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to greet us and said do you have a saw~ Mike replied with a yes...is this one ok..?  The man s&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2raQ0eBKLI/AAAAAAAAAzE/0eZCmDVD52E/s1600-h/100_3688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2raQ0eBKLI/AAAAAAAAAzE/0eZCmDVD52E/s200/100_3688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146165506721523890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aid Oh I'll get you one of mine it might be sharp&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rVPkeBKKI/AAAAAAAAAy8/VLXgnoNfagg/s1600-h/100_3686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rVPkeBKKI/AAAAAAAAAy8/VLXgnoNfagg/s200/100_3686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146159987688548514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r..lol.   We brought the sled to put Marshall and Kourtney in as I'm sure it would have been an even more escapade without that.  And off we went down a steep hill towards a river and tons of beautiful and large trees.  As we walked along the beaten path another couple was ahead of us and had just cut their tree down and were walking by us when the lady said would you like me to take your family picture?  And of course i said yes..Oh how delightful I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2raR0eBKMI/AAAAAAAAAzM/_dU_9JV_CjA/s1600-h/100_3689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2raR0eBKMI/AAAAAAAAAzM/_dU_9JV_CjA/s200/100_3689.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146165523901393090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thought a Grizzwald picture that's great.&lt;br /&gt;So..the picture was taken, and we continued to hunt for our tree.  We actually walked where&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2raSEeBKNI/AAAAAAAAAzU/cUWdjicwt2Y/s1600-h/100_3690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2raSEeBKNI/AAAAAAAAAzU/cUWdjicwt2Y/s200/100_3690.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146165528196360402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we saw the other couple come from and sure enough Mike spotted a beautiful tree.  We took a picture of it and then he started to saw it..and each kid took a turn with the saw and got a picture taken in return.  Finally the tree fell to it's despair and Mike started to drag it.  So back to the beaten path we headed..then outta now where: " Mommy" was yelled....there's something on my mitts and my hat is stuck..Yep~ little Kennedy got stuck in a Burr patch..Oh goody~more to clean.  Well if any of you know Kennedy very well....Burrs stuck to her mitts did not go over well at all....you can imagine, let's just say that, K?   We dug our heels into the snow some more and then started our trek back up the HILL...the 1000 ft hill it seemed like anyways.  Well, then the complaining started..I'm tired can I ride in the sled..how come those kids get to sit in there?  Wow...this is great fun I thought!  NOT.&lt;br /&gt;K...so we are bout half way up this freakin' hill when I said to Mike alright this sled is crazy heavy with these kids in it...so we switched I took the tree and started to drag it up the hill and he pulled the sled for me...Let's just say I am sooo out of shape..I was huffing and puffing and sweating..it wasn't good.  so right near the very top of the hill I switched back with Mike just in case anyone was watching you know I wouldn't want them to see Mike pulling the tiny sled while his wife was dragging the 9ft tree up the 1000 ft hill.  So back to the van we walked and he placed the tree on top of then van ..tied it down..payed t man and off we went.  Driving down the road with a tree that was way too big..lol&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say we arrived home with the tree still in tact to the van and pulled it in the house later on that day and let it rest till morn to decorate it.  All and all it turned out pretty well..here are our pics.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2raTkeBKPI/AAAAAAAAAzk/TFuNhkEigU0/s1600-h/100_3692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2raTkeBKPI/AAAAAAAAAzk/TFuNhkEigU0/s200/100_3692.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146165553966164210" 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/37361954-917991396369633887?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/917991396369633887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=917991396369633887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/917991396369633887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/917991396369633887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-treeexcursion.html' title='Our Tree...excursion'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rVOEeBKGI/AAAAAAAAAyc/wdNEGDMqTIE/s72-c/100_3682.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-7402430217302265789</id><published>2007-12-20T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T15:00:16.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our anual Chrsitmas Photo session.  hahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rI4keBKCI/AAAAAAAAAx8/d0R0vkBYtwg/s1600-h/100_3695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rI4keBKCI/AAAAAAAAAx8/d0R0vkBYtwg/s200/100_3695.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146146398412023842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This top one is the finalist for the pickin'... Kennedy was dancing, Marshall was laughing at me cause I has just broke the roll top that closes the TV..Kourtney was watching me throw the broken piece, Makalya was just giggling, and well Pete~ was not impressed as he was told to STAY a number of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K..well once again Christmas has rolled around and snuck up on me way too fast..and  so I scrambled to get a half A#@ good picture done to send out this year..not too bad I guess!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rI50eBKEI/AAAAAAAAAyM/9TKcRx0X5ao/s1600-h/100_3693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rI50eBKEI/AAAAAAAAAyM/9TKcRx0X5ao/s200/100_3693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146146419886860354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rI5UeBKDI/AAAAAAAAAyE/yyGv4hRgYn0/s1600-h/100_3694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rI5UeBKDI/AAAAAAAAAyE/yyGv4hRgYn0/s200/100_3694.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146146411296925746" 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/37361954-7402430217302265789?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7402430217302265789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=7402430217302265789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7402430217302265789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7402430217302265789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/12/our-anual-chrsitmas-photo-session.html' title='Our anual Chrsitmas Photo session.  hahaha'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R2rI4keBKCI/AAAAAAAAAx8/d0R0vkBYtwg/s72-c/100_3695.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6332943520280834591</id><published>2007-12-06T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T14:43:53.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glaumix Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R1hOUOWdr-I/AAAAAAAAAxk/FVYDis7wIGc/s1600-h/100_3619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R1hOUOWdr-I/AAAAAAAAAxk/FVYDis7wIGc/s200/100_3619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140945084000088034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long while since i have spoke of Pete...our latest edition to this chaotic family.  And well since Pete has arrived if it is at all possible things have gotten even more chaotic.  Although Pete is cute..and clumsy, and well a " small horse " in the making, we love all the " turmoil " anyways.  From a small puppy that we could hold nice and close to our hearts ...a LARGE puppy has grown.  Pete is now 20 weeks old ~ and a whopping 62 lbs...and there's plenty more lbs to come.  Our Dane that has past now was a really big klutz and clumsy always banging into walls and so forth..Pete has him beat..yeah Pete really has him beat.  Along with his growth , Pete's coat is turning a deeper golden shade along with bits of black through him..esp on his chest with a white diamond in the centre...a diamond in the " ruff "&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R1hPzuWdr_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/xoJWT4XXIe8/s1600-h/100_3523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R1hPzuWdr_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/xoJWT4XXIe8/s200/100_3523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140946724677595122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R1hQpuWdsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/CAIOYd8taUw/s1600-h/100_3515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R1hQpuWdsAI/AAAAAAAAAx0/CAIOYd8taUw/s200/100_3515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140947652390531074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;..HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;There are a couple past times that Pete has proven to enjoy.  One of which is rummaging through ANY garbage ..ANYWHERE.  Also he has to be one of the BIGGEST chewers I have seen.  The drool aspect of their floppy jowls has now started.  I took him for a walk the other night and it was pretty cold out...needless to say Pete has about a 4 inch thick gob of drool hanging from his jowls and well it was turning whitish due to the freezing temperatures..poor Pete.  It was pretty funny , till he shook his head when he walked in the house and proceeded to splatter the walls and everything around him with cold, white, sticky drool..yum.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R1hNh-Wdr9I/AAAAAAAAAxc/vNu0JoXxO6s/s1600-h/100_3681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R1hNh-Wdr9I/AAAAAAAAAxc/vNu0JoXxO6s/s200/100_3681.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140944220711661522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although these might seem petty to some or annoying to others..this is our Pete and my pup.  I wouldn't change a thing.  Here are some pictures for you to see how much he has grown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-6332943520280834591?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6332943520280834591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6332943520280834591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6332943520280834591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6332943520280834591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/12/glaumix-update.html' title='Glaumix Update'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R1hOUOWdr-I/AAAAAAAAAxk/FVYDis7wIGc/s72-c/100_3619.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-4027746793249563497</id><published>2007-12-02T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T08:49:28.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day..and Special Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R1K3SuWdr8I/AAAAAAAAAxU/VyT-WgHCILU/s1600-R/100_2824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R1K3SuWdr8I/AAAAAAAAAxU/buA3fIOwjl0/s200/100_2824.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139371657090936770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So normally when you think of a Snow day you would assume = kids have a day off school...not the case today.  Sunday December 2nd...A beautiful snowy morning for a wonderful start to a special day for my parents.  Today is my parents 40th Wedding Anniversary!   My wish for my parents today is  ~  May these 40 years  that have come and gone continue to shine a light upon the years ahead.   Congrats Mom and Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents along with my Grandparents behind them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-4027746793249563497?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4027746793249563497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=4027746793249563497' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4027746793249563497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4027746793249563497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/12/snow-dayand-special-day.html' title='Snow Day..and Special Day'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/R1K3SuWdr8I/AAAAAAAAAxU/buA3fIOwjl0/s72-c/100_2824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-4899270305678515182</id><published>2007-11-26T16:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T16:20:07.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired of sickness</title><content type='html'>Almost every year we encounter some type of illness...but WEEKLY!!  This is just retarded.  It's either Mike and I or one or all of the kids that have something now~such a shame that we wish our children to learn and excel in school when really all the get is run down ~ yet hardier immune systems from it instead.  From Strep throat..to snotty colds...to the flu and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;diarrhea&lt;/span&gt; and now fevers and chills with a tight feeling in his chest yet another bug takes over this house and consumes all of our energy.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Geez&lt;/span&gt; after that stove fire &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;last week&lt;/span&gt; I kinda thought that some bugs would have diminished..nope.  I guess all we can do is look ahead..there will be an end in sight for these colds / flu bugs.....won't there??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-4899270305678515182?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4899270305678515182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=4899270305678515182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4899270305678515182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4899270305678515182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/11/tired-of-sickness.html' title='Tired of sickness'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-1523705975227837441</id><published>2007-11-20T06:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T07:05:08.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh it got Hot !</title><content type='html'>So you think you had a bad Monday!!  Try this on for size.  For starters my oldest daughter has been off for a week now with Strep throat ~ and now an ear infection...so she just HAD to stay home yesterday too...which just adds to all the fun in the house hold.  My day went as usual cleaned..tried to do some work..which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; work, cleaned...cleaned..etc..you get the just of it now.  So At 4:00 I started supper..put a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shepard's&lt;/span&gt; pie in the oven, placed peas in a pot, peeled some potatoes~put em' in a pot.  And watched away as it cooked.  Mike arrived home around 4:30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; yesterday (MIRACLE in itself ), and well around 5:30 everything was rip roaring ready to eat so I was just ready to turn off some burners when : BEEP BEEP BEEP &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt;  all the fire alarms &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;started&lt;/span&gt; going off at once..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; and I thought our kids were loud..WRONG. ( Well actually they are ).  Anyways..we started going around turning off all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;friggen&lt;/span&gt; alarms only to have them turn right back on..this made me really wonder~then smoke started billowing out into the kitchen and all of a sudden flames started shooting up out of a burner...I had no idea what the heck to do.  So I had an empty pudding cup..you know one that the kids had just thrown on the counter after finishing it.  And Mike and I said just start throwing water on it..we didn't know!  So I did!  And well then flames started shooting out the back of the stove..by this time I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;my heart&lt;/span&gt; stopped..and well it must have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;resuscitated&lt;/span&gt; it self cause Mike didn't.  So then Mike says Where are the keys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna drive to my truck to get my fire extinguisher...I yell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;UUMM&lt;/span&gt; NO your not!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;YOu&lt;/span&gt; will be forever!  IT would have been like 2 minutes tops..but we all know what a fire can do in 2 minutes  a lot of damage..so I yelled at him to get on the phone and call 911.  And he did.  SO as Mike is on the phone with the dispatcher.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;yelling&lt;/span&gt; in the background at the kids~  GET DOWN STAIRS~GET OUTSIDE NOW NOW NOW NOW....GET ON THE SIDEWALK..then I saw Mike go out after them and he shoved them with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;neighbour&lt;/span&gt;..( Thanks Bonnie ).  As I looked around at our house we had just moved into I had so many flashbacks of memories and dreams running through my brain..and thought all over a stove we are gonna lose it all.I noticed the flames were diminishing by this time but smoke filled the air so thick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I was&lt;/span&gt; having trouble breathing..so I decided to get out.  But don't get me wrong I was picking up stuff as I walked out and throwing it in a corner or somewhere not to be seen.  I just stepped out side and Flashing lights galore along with sirens just a singing down our street.Well we stopped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;traffic&lt;/span&gt; in a hurry.  As the firemen and woman started shuffling off and out of their trucks they gathered up the large water hose and headed into smoke villa.  I heard the one fire fighter says as she opened the door..It's pretty smokey in here.  I stood on our driveway as our kids watched all the ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; eyes) the trucks etc... and saw so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;much happening&lt;/span&gt; at once.  Finally everyone was finished and came out of our house and said you did the right thing by calling us...your stove was the problem for sure, we heard it was a short and we also heard it was a partial grease fire too.  I want to mention that when we moved here the stove part of the deal and was placed here by the previous owners which was also owned by someone else before that.  So....we actually should have looked it over a lot more before we used it as whenever we cooked on the stove it always had a very odd smell to it.  Hence the fire huh!  So mu guess is whoever had it first must have had a bit of grease and crap on the middle part of the stove just under the burners.&lt;br /&gt;After all was said and done  we went back into our smokey stricken home, and saw a stove half torn apart with char marks on it and a stench that will not leave the air.  We are thankful that we are all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, and also that it was only the stove and not our entire home.  There is only one good thing that came out of this we get a new stove now.  Please keep a fire extinguisher in your kitchen somewhere as you just don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-1523705975227837441?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1523705975227837441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=1523705975227837441' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1523705975227837441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1523705975227837441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-it-got-hot.html' title='Oh it got Hot !'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-9051749370046484333</id><published>2007-11-08T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T15:24:42.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who cut the bag???????????</title><content type='html'>Well it seems that I was very pre occupied one day~ go figure...and well this child took it upon herself to get this job done as i kept saying wait a minute please.  So she helped herself and went ahead and placed a new bag of milk in the pitcher and proceeded to stab it with something ~ which bothers me..but it wa&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RzNvoKKy6pI/AAAAAAAAAvg/hmrQsSI_Y1U/s1600-h/100_3613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RzNvoKKy6pI/AAAAAAAAAvg/hmrQsSI_Y1U/s200/100_3613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130567136220211858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RzNvnaKy6oI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GFB4_jTRwgY/s1600-h/100_3612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RzNvnaKy6oI/AAAAAAAAAvY/GFB4_jTRwgY/s200/100_3612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130567123335309954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RzNvoaKy6qI/AAAAAAAAAvo/pzvp94X9mKU/s1600-h/100_3615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RzNvoaKy6qI/AAAAAAAAAvo/pzvp94X9mKU/s200/100_3615.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130567140515179170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s done and over with.  So I went to fill up the baby's bottle..and well&lt;br /&gt;this is what happened.......so since the streamsssss...didn't exactly go in the small bottle spout..I used this cup first then funneled it in..What's next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-9051749370046484333?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9051749370046484333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=9051749370046484333' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/9051749370046484333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/9051749370046484333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/11/who-cut-bag.html' title='Who cut the bag???????????'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RzNvoKKy6pI/AAAAAAAAAvg/hmrQsSI_Y1U/s72-c/100_3613.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-590468683702616241</id><published>2007-11-01T20:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T20:40:41.885-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out little Goblins...</title><content type='html'>So, yet another Hallow e'en has gone by..and we still were over loaded with candy galore!!!!  At this rate we will be eating candy till New Years!  All went well other then the usual chaos trying to get them out the door....and finding out Marshall was outside playing in a water puddle ..after we put his costume on him.  Just the little things, but I guess that's what makes an occasion special to remember it by..right???  Anyways, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RypxNHAKLXI/AAAAAAAAAu4/UQq8H_Jg-Wg/s1600-h/100_3660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RypxNHAKLXI/AAAAAAAAAu4/UQq8H_Jg-Wg/s200/100_3660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128035595746684274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here are our devils in disguise!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RypxPnAKLZI/AAAAAAAAAvI/rAPVwmggizg/s1600-h/100_3657.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RypxPnAKLZI/AAAAAAAAAvI/rAPVwmggizg/s200/100_3657.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128035638696357266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RypxRHAKLaI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/6hN8ZPXlzYk/s1600-h/100_3656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RypxRHAKLaI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/6hN8ZPXlzYk/s200/100_3656.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128035664466161058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RypxOnAKLYI/AAAAAAAAAvA/wEEqFBV6Cek/s1600-h/100_3658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RypxOnAKLYI/AAAAAAAAAvA/wEEqFBV6Cek/s200/100_3658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128035621516488066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RypxMHAKLWI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kI4AzkeYe8Y/s1600-h/100_3661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RypxMHAKLWI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kI4AzkeYe8Y/s200/100_3661.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128035578566815074" 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/37361954-590468683702616241?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/590468683702616241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=590468683702616241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/590468683702616241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/590468683702616241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/11/out-little-goblins.html' title='Out little Goblins...'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RypxNHAKLXI/AAAAAAAAAu4/UQq8H_Jg-Wg/s72-c/100_3660.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-5065281564397122970</id><published>2007-10-20T11:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T12:37:26.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Madness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rxopx0H1MBI/AAAAAAAAAts/d24xWS8pmDM/s1600-h/100_3600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rxopx0H1MBI/AAAAAAAAAts/d24xWS8pmDM/s200/100_3600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123453461869178898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxopzEH1MEI/AAAAAAAAAuE/a9TM36AGykg/s1600-h/100_3603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxopzEH1MEI/AAAAAAAAAuE/a9TM36AGykg/s200/100_3603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123453483344015426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis' the season to get gooey..boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo boo.  The kids and I went out on Friday and picked up a few Pumpkins to take home and carve.  A little early for us this year but, I figured aahh who cares!  It went fairly well, and the weather cooperated this year so we could carve outside finally, instead of getting pumpkin guts all over the kitchen floor, and having the kids squeeze pumpkin seeds between their little slimy fingers only to have them fly in places that &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxopykH1MCI/AAAAAAAAAt0/rk24Ws8RPbk/s1600-h/100_3601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxopykH1MCI/AAAAAAAAAt0/rk24Ws8RPbk/s200/100_3601.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123453474754080802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you will never find them.  On a brighter note...each of them had their own ideas, and well input for each of their pumpkins.  kennedy took another approach this year and use&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rxopy0H1MDI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Rco5JTF886k/s1600-h/100_3602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rxopy0H1MDI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Rco5JTF886k/s200/100_3602.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123453479049048114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d a pen on hers as well, to each their own.&lt;br /&gt;I had to put our " little" Pete puppy in the house as he was trying to take o&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxopzUH1MFI/AAAAAAAAAuM/mmR3EcqObi4/s1600-h/100_3604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxopzUH1MFI/AAAAAAAAAuM/mmR3EcqObi4/s200/100_3604.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123453487638982738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ff with the kids pumpkins all the time and well the kids didn't take that too well..make next year Pete!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rxos8kH1MHI/AAAAAAAAAuc/z2NSZj2sZPc/s1600-h/100_3606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rxos8kH1MHI/AAAAAAAAAuc/z2NSZj2sZPc/s200/100_3606.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123456945087656050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rxos8EH1MGI/AAAAAAAAAuU/yEnlEOwcnpk/s1600-h/100_3605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rxos8EH1MGI/AAAAAAAAAuU/yEnlEOwcnpk/s200/100_3605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123456936497721442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rxos80H1MII/AAAAAAAAAuk/p8J9aoCiYTI/s1600-h/100_3607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rxos80H1MII/AAAAAAAAAuk/p8J9aoCiYTI/s200/100_3607.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123456949382623362" 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/37361954-5065281564397122970?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5065281564397122970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=5065281564397122970' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5065281564397122970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5065281564397122970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/10/pumpkin-madness.html' title='Pumpkin Madness!'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rxopx0H1MBI/AAAAAAAAAts/d24xWS8pmDM/s72-c/100_3600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-863176272571446019</id><published>2007-10-15T10:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T12:14:52.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pickin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOKUkH1L8I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Xrdb-SOasxI/s1600-h/100_3571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOKUkH1L8I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Xrdb-SOasxI/s200/100_3571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121589287148924866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the cool Fall air creeps in on us, I find that it also gives us a little bit of a nudge to get some Fall activities accomplished before it's over~which we all know will be sooner then later.  On that note M&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOEOkH1L1I/AAAAAAAAAsM/LS4B1gZVGd8/s1600-h/100_3564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOEOkH1L1I/AAAAAAAAAsM/LS4B1gZVGd8/s200/100_3564.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121582586999942994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apples..season pickin' time here!  So we packed em' all up, and off we went, to the nearby Apple Orchard!  The excursion started off with a mini train ride to take us back to the orchard...so with a few&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOKTEH1L6I/AAAAAAAAAs0/P_9dmKy3YqQ/s1600-h/100_3569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOKTEH1L6I/AAAAAAAAAs0/P_9dmKy3YqQ/s200/100_3569.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121589261379121058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOKVUH1L9I/AAAAAAAAAtM/bX41JysVv2Q/s1600-h/100_3578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOKVUH1L9I/AAAAAAAAAtM/bX41JysVv2Q/s200/100_3578.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121589300033826770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; toots from the train whistle, and a couple clangs of it's bell we rode to the orchard and then had a spiel about some apples and where others were to find.&lt;br /&gt;We gathered up our large basket and a picken' we went!  Kids &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOEQUH1L4I/AAAAAAAAAsk/NnGyiLXOdt4/s1600-h/100_3567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOEQUH1L4I/AAAAAAAAAsk/NnGyiLXOdt4/s200/100_3567.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121582617064714114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOEOEH1L0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/CNncphDcSeg/s1600-h/100_3562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOEOEH1L0I/AAAAAAAAAsE/CNncphDcSeg/s200/100_3562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121582578410008386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;had a great time, trying to reach and well also having a helping hand/shoulders from Daddy to get those plump juicy ones at the very top.  It's a yearly event for us to pick and gather Apples and it's a day we cherish&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOKUEH1L7I/AAAAAAAAAs8/xR8o1jO7Svo/s1600-h/100_3570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOKUEH1L7I/AAAAAAAAAs8/xR8o1jO7Svo/s200/100_3570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121589278558990258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as a family.  And of course...what would an Orchard be without some Fall Pumpkins to sit on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOEPkH1L3I/AAAAAAAAAsc/VhrpHMstLhI/s1600-h/100_3566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOEPkH1L3I/AAAAAAAAAsc/VhrpHMstLhI/s200/100_3566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121582604179812210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOEO0H1L2I/AAAAAAAAAsU/AjqGTJYNjVI/s1600-h/100_3565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOEO0H1L2I/AAAAAAAAAsU/AjqGTJYNjVI/s200/100_3565.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121582591294910306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOKSUH1L5I/AAAAAAAAAss/UNrobH3fHjY/s1600-h/100_3568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOKSUH1L5I/AAAAAAAAAss/UNrobH3fHjY/s200/100_3568.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121589248494219154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOP-kH1L_I/AAAAAAAAAtc/9vwQ2Sd-s7w/s1600-h/100_3583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOP-kH1L_I/AAAAAAAAAtc/9vwQ2Sd-s7w/s200/100_3583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121595506261569522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOP-EH1L-I/AAAAAAAAAtU/WPZnuR87Esk/s1600-h/100_3582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOP-EH1L-I/AAAAAAAAAtU/WPZnuR87Esk/s200/100_3582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121595497671634914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOP_EH1MAI/AAAAAAAAAtk/5hoFkdHdQ8A/s1600-h/100_3584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOP_EH1MAI/AAAAAAAAAtk/5hoFkdHdQ8A/s200/100_3584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121595514851504130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a patch of Pumpkins for our" Pumpkins "to enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-863176272571446019?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/863176272571446019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=863176272571446019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/863176272571446019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/863176272571446019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/10/pickin.html' title='Pickin&apos;'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RxOKUkH1L8I/AAAAAAAAAtE/Xrdb-SOasxI/s72-c/100_3571.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-9190558018322595329</id><published>2007-10-06T12:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T13:50:04.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad ...when it's Quiet...</title><content type='html'>I can actually say that lately it's been relevantly calm..well calmer than usual around here..kid wise I mean.  Until yesterday.  It just turned out to be one of those.." I want it to be over" days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  And it went a little something like this:... I had received my lovely Avon order in the morning, in which I never was able to open as Kennedy got to it before I did, and yep into all the stuff she could have un done..then........................I placed my Avon order on top of the TV cabinet thinking it was safe..and it wasn't.  Little miss Kennedy decided that it wasn't a good spot for the bag of goodies..so she moved it down, and then proceeded to take stuff out of the bag~please note this was all when I was not in the room.  At one point she grabbed a bottle of nail polish..Tweed in colour, and well tried to paint her nails and let's just say it turn out to well, most of it ended up on the floor.  Oh momma wasn't too happy after that, but only to come upon another mess in progress.  Mr Marshall was in the bathroom ~ which was un known to me as well..and as I opened the bathroom door this fresh aroma flew up my nostrils..it was then that I knew there was trouble.  As I continued to open the door a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfJlkH1LyI/AAAAAAAAArw/dvVsa9yMLKg/s1600-h/100_3542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfJlkH1LyI/AAAAAAAAArw/dvVsa9yMLKg/s200/100_3542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118281148718722850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ll I saw was a little pool of blue..and a toy transport truck " loaded " with this blue stuff.  As I looked a little closer I saw that it was Head and Shoulders shampoo..and so Marshall was also rubbing it into his dry buzz cut hair.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfJlUH1LxI/AAAAAAAAAro/GRc6GnBW2pQ/s1600-h/100_3543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfJlUH1LxI/AAAAAAAAAro/GRc6GnBW2pQ/s200/100_3543.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118281144423755538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfH6EH1LvI/AAAAAAAAArY/ZfDLlCb4CN4/s1600-h/100_3545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfH6EH1LvI/AAAAAAAAArY/ZfDLlCb4CN4/s200/100_3545.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118279301882785522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t was at this point that I decided that I had to make a decision I could either get real mad and upset everyone or just laugh about it talk calmly to him and clean it up..I picked # 2 ~ believe it or not.  I need to continue to choose my battles or I will give my self a heart attack with anger.&lt;br /&gt;I told Marshall to stay still as I ran to get the camera..for evidence.&lt;br /&gt;I washed up the truck first put the bottle back, and then went to clean up the little man..of which he was not willing to cooperate with me..my cousin was walking in as I w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfH6UH1LwI/AAAAAAAAArg/h-ZCGse-VJc/s1600-h/100_3544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfH6UH1LwI/AAAAAAAAArg/h-ZCGse-VJc/s200/100_3544.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118279306177752834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as trying to w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfH5kH1LuI/AAAAAAAAArQ/3UGxRQcFkqw/s1600-h/100_3546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfH5kH1LuI/AAAAAAAAArQ/3UGxRQcFkqw/s200/100_3546.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118279293292850914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ash this out of his hair so I asked her to help me..I held Marshall, as she poured water over his hair and we rubbed it and suds just kept re appearing, and reappearing...took a little bit but we accomplished it finally.&lt;br /&gt;So can't finished yet..hasn't been three " troubles " yet..right??  Ya that's right.  So after I finished, cleaning up Marshall, I walked into the family room, about 1/2 hr earlier the girls had been eating yogurts..and they left them on the end&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfH40H1LsI/AAAAAAAAArA/7E-9jg8LpAA/s1600-h/100_3549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfH40H1LsI/AAAAAAAAArA/7E-9jg8LpAA/s200/100_3549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118279280407948994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tables..just in reach for little miss Kourtney to grab.  THE COUCH WAS SMEARED with strawbe&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfH5UH1LtI/AAAAAAAAArI/eSfOqbGhXKk/s1600-h/100_3547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfH5UH1LtI/AAAAAAAAArI/eSfOqbGhXKk/s200/100_3547.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118279288997883602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rry yogurt..and so was Kourtney.  What next I said, what next.&lt;br /&gt;So tell me can you top my Friday??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-9190558018322595329?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/9190558018322595329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=9190558018322595329' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/9190558018322595329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/9190558018322595329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/10/bad-when-its-quiet.html' title='Bad ...when it&apos;s Quiet...'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RwfJlkH1LyI/AAAAAAAAArw/dvVsa9yMLKg/s72-c/100_3542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-2426748436178628430</id><published>2007-09-28T07:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T07:44:07.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ears..to throats..then fevers.</title><content type='html'>My deepest apologies to all of you who read my blog daily...I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;slacking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; bad lately.  But i really do have a good excuse,really!&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know where to begin.  Well I guess it all began to turmoil 1 week after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; started school again.  That was when THE GERMS arrived at our house for another year!! The first  illness put us all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cramping&lt;/span&gt; over the loo ~ if you know what I mean.  Then came the common cold, we all got that one except &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; and Mike...but Mike was suddenly struck with a bad case of Bacterial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Pneumonia&lt;/span&gt; a week later.  He overcame that whole ordeal, just in time for this one.  Yet another cold came home and poor little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kourtney&lt;/span&gt; caught it, then gave it to me ( mom ). But I managed to make this cold increasingly worse!  All of a sudden one afternoon it felt like my throat was scratchy, didn't think much of it, but not even 4 hrs later it took all I had to swallow.  So Mike called up to the doc to get me an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;appt&lt;/span&gt;, so off I went and I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kourty&lt;/span&gt; with me.  After a short wait I was looked at .  He looked little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kourtney&lt;/span&gt; over first to tell me that she had just another cold..that answer was not appealing to me, but I brushed it off and tried to swallow..with the disgust in my face the doc asked me if I was trying to sneeze?  I said No I am trying to swallow, I said I can hardly do that!  So I opened up my mouth he shone his bright tunnel light down my germ infested throat and said : " Holy Cow..Oh my...That is Beefy Red..you have Strep Throat".  Well now..that would explain the reason why it feels like I ate razors blades and they are stuck in my uvula region!!&lt;br /&gt;So he wrote me a script for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Penicillin&lt;/span&gt;, and off I went.  By this time it was way too late to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;, so I thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I will endure this tonight and get them in the morning.  So I went home took some lovely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Tylenol&lt;/span&gt; and off to the couch I lay.  Took all I had to gulp the water down to wash that pill away, but I did.  Finally off to bed I went, yet to be woken up again by a screaming baby through the night.&lt;br /&gt;I made the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt; the next morning that I was taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Kourtney&lt;/span&gt; back up to see the Doc, as I was not doing this for another night, for I wouldn't get any better myself without rest.  I made the phone call and told the receptionist that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kourtney&lt;/span&gt; had actually got worse over night and needed to be seen.  She said rush her up please!  I packed up the kiddies and off I went, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;.  Waited once more, was placed in a room and then he walked in, asked all the questions and took a peek in her ears and said Oh ...there's the culprit! An ear infection...yep you guessed it off to the Pharmacy AGAIN...I swear he has seen our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;last name&lt;/span&gt; so much this much he is probably sick of seeing it.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I am feeling MUCH better with every pill I pop, still not perfect but better.  And little miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Kourtney&lt;/span&gt; is slowly on the mend.&lt;br /&gt;All to get cured and then to wait for the next GERMS to arrive and infect us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-2426748436178628430?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2426748436178628430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=2426748436178628430' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2426748436178628430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2426748436178628430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/earsto-throatsthen-fevers.html' title='Ears..to throats..then fevers.'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6597734283701238859</id><published>2007-09-10T21:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:30:55.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://wilhoite.blogspot.com/"&gt;wilhoite.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May she rest at peace..and let us pray for him and their child.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-6597734283701238859?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6597734283701238859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6597734283701238859' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6597734283701238859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6597734283701238859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/prayer_10.html' title='A Prayer'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-5068005915978713417</id><published>2007-09-10T15:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T16:20:27.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy...and 4 HUGE feet!</title><content type='html'>So where do I start.  A many many years ago Mike and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;acquired&lt;/span&gt; a dog, and well it of course became my love &amp; passion..then he fell ill..very ill, to ill to help.  So we made the dreaded decision to have him put down.  I cannot say how many times a day i sat there and blamed myself for this..even though it wasn't my fault.  I still cry to this day over him.&lt;br /&gt;Mike and I have been chatting about this for many years now, and well now that we have had our family and are settled into a house~ we figured it was time.  And now we own another puppy!  We have had him ordered since April 07..and wow it's been hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;keep it&lt;/span&gt; a secret from everyone.  But we didn't wanna tell anyone in case it fell through for some reason.  But he is here&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RuWiFEE8f0I/AAAAAAAAAqg/2gEAoclUA6g/s1600-h/100_3394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RuWiFEE8f0I/AAAAAAAAAqg/2gEAoclUA6g/s200/100_3394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108667560199225154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; now and OH MY GOSH &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soo&lt;/span&gt; cute.  He is the same as our last puppy we had but with a darker face this time~ and a new name&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RuWiGEE8f2I/AAAAAAAAAqw/rYIChMxXBIE/s1600-h/100_3381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RuWiGEE8f2I/AAAAAAAAAqw/rYIChMxXBIE/s200/100_3381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108667577379094370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of course.  Here are a few pics of him!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RuWiFUE8f1I/AAAAAAAAAqo/fgNvMg0LC9c/s1600-h/100_3393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RuWiFUE8f1I/AAAAAAAAAqo/fgNvMg0LC9c/s200/100_3393.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108667564494192466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is 7 weeks old right now, breed&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RuWiHEE8f3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/NcZAK4BYPuI/s1600-h/100_3382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RuWiHEE8f3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/NcZAK4BYPuI/s200/100_3382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108667594558963570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: Great Dane: Fawn, and his name is Pete short for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Peterbilt&lt;/span&gt;~ Mike's big truck he drives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-5068005915978713417?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5068005915978713417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=5068005915978713417' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5068005915978713417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5068005915978713417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboyand-4-huge.html' title='Sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy...and 4 HUGE feet!'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RuWiFEE8f0I/AAAAAAAAAqg/2gEAoclUA6g/s72-c/100_3394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-1987466195387150464</id><published>2007-09-04T16:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T17:25:06.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Believe it's been a year !</title><content type='html'>Hard to believe that a year ago today I had given birth to a beautiful baby girl.  It all started at 5:05 am on September 4th 2006.  Mike woke up early that morning to get ready and go to work, and I got up with him, and said non shalantly that I felt like it was starting but didn't say much else.  So mike started off on his day..and drove down the road with the roar of his Cat engine.  As and hour went by I knew this was it, the pain became more and more intense~ not enough that she was gonna fall out or anything but...lol ( Jen ).    So i made the phone call and told Mike that I thought it was time we go in to the Hospital and, he turned around wherever he was and came right home.  As I waited for him, I felt different and more intense pains coming....this was all to familiar to me.  My mother in law came down to watch the kids for us, and I ran around the house to gather up things for my hospital bag..lol I know it should have been done before but I am a procrastinator!  Finally I was ready, Mike had cleaned up with a shower, and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the hospital and we regiatered any all that flubbub, then was sent to a room.  Mike had kept track of the side of the hallway for which room we went into for each of our kids, and well this one was on the girl side...  but he didn't say that to me till after.  The nurse came into check me, and mom came waltzing into the room to be with us again..as she was there for all of our births.  Then my mom told me the horrifying news of the death of Steve Irwin..that completely shocked me..so much I dilated more..lol, and was wheeled off to a room that was finally free!  I was transferred beds, and my bad of waters was broke,and told the nurse..you will here me groan...DO NOT LEAVE ME WHEN U HEAR THAT..as the baby is coming then!  Sure enough 17 minutes  later  the GRUNT/GROAN arrived...the nurses turned and looked at me and said Oh my..I see what u mean..there she was ready to come out!  So the doctor placed his behind on a stool, and waited for my push..then a TSUNAMI almost took him out!  The nurses even commented at how I got the doctor wet when i pushed her out..I never laughed so hard.  Needless to say our little girl had arrived, at 7lbs 7 ozs.  I cried with joy and sadness as I knew this was to be our last born.  But made a comment about how happy I was to be able to use my girly clothes once again.  But poor Marshall..no little brother..No we are not trying for one!!!&lt;br /&gt;So this is how little Kourtney Regan came to the world on Sept 4th!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-1987466195387150464?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1987466195387150464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=1987466195387150464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1987466195387150464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1987466195387150464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/cant-believe-its-been-year.html' title='Can&apos;t Believe it&apos;s been a year !'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-7272663947471828119</id><published>2007-09-04T08:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T08:27:52.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's off...</title><content type='html'>A&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rt1OW0E8fwI/AAAAAAAAAqE/mH8qRZLJV_A/s1600-h/100_3350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rt1OW0E8fwI/AAAAAAAAAqE/mH8qRZLJV_A/s200/100_3350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106323706351484674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nd yet another school season has approached and begun .  Makayla has been so enthusiastic about going to grade 1 this year..can't wait to go see her friends and learn she said.  It's just little old mommy that has some issues with the whole idea of it.  You know the fact that the little girl that was in kindergarten is now in school everyday.  Just hard to take it all in I guess.  The fact that she is growing up and all just blows my mind to bits!  Here's Makayla on her first day of grade 1 !  Hope you have a great day today Makayla!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rt1OXEE8fxI/AAAAAAAAAqM/mvBY2PHW6BI/s1600-h/100_3351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rt1OXEE8fxI/AAAAAAAAAqM/mvBY2PHW6BI/s200/100_3351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106323710646451986" 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/37361954-7272663947471828119?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7272663947471828119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=7272663947471828119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7272663947471828119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7272663947471828119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/shes-off.html' title='She&apos;s off...'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rt1OW0E8fwI/AAAAAAAAAqE/mH8qRZLJV_A/s72-c/100_3350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-4465854928897278838</id><published>2007-08-30T07:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T07:48:50.245-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Messy ..yet Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rtast0E8fsI/AAAAAAAAApk/LALgft5unQw/s1600-h/100_3198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rtast0E8fsI/AAAAAAAAApk/LALgft5unQw/s200/100_3198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104457130744512194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week or so ago, I was having a busy ..yet interesting day with the kids.  My friend Paula and her two kids were over as well to visit..and well witnessed this funny/messy situation.  The kids tend to just go in the fridge and grab what they wish..etc..I know bad habit.  Anyways they got into yogurt which is fine as it's a healthy snack and all.  Needless to say&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RtaucUE8ftI/AAAAAAAAAps/goe_4-1oPt4/s1600-h/100_3199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RtaucUE8ftI/AAAAAAAAAps/goe_4-1oPt4/s320/100_3199.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104459029120057042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; someone ..well a couple of the kids left their finished~ well finished to them yogurt cups on the coffee table...and well Little Miss Kourtney found them!  Within seconds she was covered but still smilin'!!  It really was a vision of happiness, and so darn cute.  A little girl covered in yogurt, looking for mommy's approval.Love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-4465854928897278838?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4465854928897278838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=4465854928897278838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4465854928897278838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4465854928897278838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/messy-yet-happy.html' title='Messy ..yet Happy'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rtast0E8fsI/AAAAAAAAApk/LALgft5unQw/s72-c/100_3198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-4588198696484615910</id><published>2007-08-29T09:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T08:13:42.974-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Well we waited long enough for this appointment and it finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with myself trying to find a sitter for the other kids so we could take Kennedy to the Doc's with us...hhhhmmmm, just who would wanna take these rascals?  MY SISTER!  I made the phone call and asked her for a huge favor, and of course she said sure.  We were all a little hesitant about little Kourtney staying with her as she well...cries every time she sees her, but she will have to get over that so she stayed too!  I packed up all their stuff and off we went to Sis's house.  Finally arrived we opened the doors un piled the kiddies and gave her the low down on the bag O' Goodies I handed to her~ diapers, milk etc.&lt;br /&gt;And well off we headed to the Doc.  About half way there Mike blurts out: " I feel really sad for her right now".  I said who Kennedy?  He said Ya.  I answered him in a way that made him really think about the whole situation.  For those of you who don't know what we are chatting about, we have just been dealing with a little bit more than a 3 yr old  for a long while now.&lt;br /&gt;So..back to the story.  Mike pulled into the driveway of the office and we parked and got out only to notice that Kennedy had painted her face with pale pink shimmery nail polish at some point that day..so had to find a way to remove that before the doctor thought she was trying to join a group or something.  Thankfully there was an empty washroom in the office so Mike took her in a cleaned her face up, all was better then.&lt;br /&gt;After waiting for 35 mins or so with a room full of Spanish speaking patients ( I wish I knew what they had been saying).  Finally we were taken into the room, Me first while they stayed in the waiting room, then opposite, then finally all of us together.  After a series of questions, observations, and  questionnaires filled out, and pulling each of us aside to tell us that he thinks she has a serious problem and that we will get through this and get help, his end conclusion about Kennedy is...Drum roll please...........................................................................................................Kennedy has....&lt;br /&gt;Tempermentally Difficult Child diagnosis.&lt;br /&gt;Which turn means that she is very hard to handle at times and it is hereditary as well ( sorry mom for all  the trouble I caused you), there is a lot to it even though it doesn't sound like much..it really is.&lt;br /&gt;But we have muster through it this far we will get through the rest...as he said she will eventually grow out of it as she matures which could be 4 yrs or longer.  So at least we have an answer and now have the ability to know how to try and handle the situations now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-4588198696484615910?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4588198696484615910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=4588198696484615910' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4588198696484615910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4588198696484615910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-7688292786345309731</id><published>2007-08-23T08:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T08:45:06.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Time...</title><content type='html'>Looks like time is coming for our little man to start to train...or if not this moment then VERY soon.  He is fascinated by the potty right now, and I'm okay with that.  It's just the number of travels we have to make there in an hour~which could consist of 15 or so.  And not to mention it usually ends up being a "sitting fest", then let's see how much T.P mom will let me roll off this time!&lt;br /&gt;So cute though cause he will sit there and yell:" Go Pee or Go EEEEE I should say", followed by GET!  lol.  At least he's trying, I know this is probably just a phase as the girls went through it too, but this time is very different for me as he is a boy and all.  BUT...(pardon the pun)...he is definitely taking after his daddy and is taking full advantage of the magazines in the loo ! Hope you think this pic is as cute as I think it is.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rs2AsEE8fqI/AAAAAAAAApU/fDJncRNkY4o/s1600-h/100_3176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rs2AsEE8fqI/AAAAAAAAApU/fDJncRNkY4o/s200/100_3176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101875447377723042" 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/37361954-7688292786345309731?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7688292786345309731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=7688292786345309731' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7688292786345309731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7688292786345309731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/potty-time.html' title='Potty Time...'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rs2AsEE8fqI/AAAAAAAAApU/fDJncRNkY4o/s72-c/100_3176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3397205929034030795</id><published>2007-08-21T07:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T07:51:40.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O. M. G. !</title><content type='html'>My Monday wasn't going the greatest this week.  You know it started off par the usual course~yelling/screaming/fighting children.  Cleaning up the house at least 10 times within a 5 hr span.  Then Marshall got a hold of a BLACK marker that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; had just recently received and well ...he wrote on my wall..and yes you guessed it..it wasn't a washable one!  I got at least 50 % of it off but the rest is there to stay till we paint.  After all that Mike arrived home in good time so I got the two youngest down for a nap, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt;, Kaye and I went out to get some school clothes.  Mike helped get the girls ready to go while I got myself ready.  And off we went to town!  Finally arrived at the store and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt; down the law before we went in and hoped for the best.  I found a few pair of pants for Mack, and some shirts but not too much, then Kennedy found a skirt she wanted..so I thought K..I'm gonna let her get it as I usually do the picking of clothes for them but this time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I will&lt;/span&gt; let her have free choice of them today.  We had a large amount of clothing picked out and so we now needed to go and try them on.  So off to the change rooms we went!  And a line up there was..just to try on clothes.  Ho Hum, Ho Hum we waited.  Then a room became available for us to use..then bout 5 min after we got a room they all became available~go figure huh.  So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; and Kaye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt; went in one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;room together&lt;/span&gt; while I waited outside to see the results.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; came out to show me a few different items, then Kaye with her skirt. All was fine...till Kennedy decided to go into her own change room, which was 2 rooms down from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt;.  It was fine I could keep an eye on both no problem but, then all I hear is Kaye yelling at me that she locked the door and couldn't get it open!!  So I told her to crawl under the door and then I would get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; to go and open it.  So under the door Kaye crawled~little did I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; that she was in the middle of changing her clothes again!  She had taken her skirt off, and tried to put her pants back on..which were inside out.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;And for&lt;/span&gt; those of you who know Kaye..having clothes inside out is TRAUMATIC for her!There she was high pitched short screaming and yet a little grunt was in there too.  As she appeared from under the stall door I noticed her pink t-shirt and well..NO skirt...and NO pants...and well NO UNDERPANTS either!  Yes that's right..now remember who got them ready to go while I was getting ready..Daddy~ not blaming though! &lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; girl who was just short burst screaming with an audience..and no pants at all.  All I said was: " Where is your underwear?"  She replies with: " I don't know!"&lt;br /&gt;I let it go and shuffled her back into a change room to get her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;pants&lt;/span&gt; back on, with a struggle.  After all this we decided it was time to leave, so we bought what we picked out, and the skirt too.  I picked up a couple dozen corn on the way home too, and well let's just say that I think the girls were tired of shopping and needed to blow off some steam, cause they were doing laps in the greenhouse.  I was fuming by this point!  I am pretty sure there was smoke billowing out of my ears.  After some stern shouting they stopped and all I have to say is : " Boy is your dad gonna be mad!".  They knew they were in trouble.  A stern talking and then a little nap before dinner helped a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I really must do an Underpants check before we leave the house anymore!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-3397205929034030795?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3397205929034030795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3397205929034030795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3397205929034030795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3397205929034030795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/o-m-g.html' title='O. M. G. !'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-8663590574711268170</id><published>2007-08-13T07:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T08:07:34.202-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Muffins anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RsBJDduD4oI/AAAAAAAAApE/nngXiq2kloA/s1600-h/100_3104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RsBJDduD4oI/AAAAAAAAApE/nngXiq2kloA/s200/100_3104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098155102049657474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;acquired&lt;/span&gt; a little girl for the day on Sunday..my niece Brooke,  the girls were thrilled as there was someone new to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;play with&lt;/span&gt;.    So I decided to make some muffins which in turn led to Kennedy coming&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RsBJC9uD4nI/AAAAAAAAAo8/n2zUovd4QC8/s1600-h/100_3103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RsBJC9uD4nI/AAAAAAAAAo8/n2zUovd4QC8/s200/100_3103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098155093459722866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in and helping then Brooke then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt;...so I let them do the rest.  They turned out pretty well for 3 little bakers!  Then the Diva's posed for their " Baking photo ". &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RsBJCduD4mI/AAAAAAAAAo0/8TYJ8RA48so/s1600-h/100_3102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RsBJCduD4mI/AAAAAAAAAo0/8TYJ8RA48so/s200/100_3102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098155084869788258" 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/37361954-8663590574711268170?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8663590574711268170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=8663590574711268170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8663590574711268170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8663590574711268170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/muffins-anyone.html' title='Muffins anyone?'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RsBJDduD4oI/AAAAAAAAApE/nngXiq2kloA/s72-c/100_3104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-8592710352852267647</id><published>2007-08-07T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:40:20.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First of many to come</title><content type='html'>I post this blog a little bit late but better late than never..right!  So, for a few months now our first born Makayla has been constantly keeping us updated on her loose tooth situation.  And well it was hanging by threads the other night, well bout a week or so ago, and sure enough the very next morning it came right out as she was talking, caught her off guard, but it led to a great big smile with a new little hole.&lt;br /&gt;There are mixed feelings about this whole tooth losing situation.  I am so happy for her that she is proud and happy, but yet it makes me a little sad too, to know that she is growing up so fast right before us.  Well I guess I better get used of it right?  So anyways back to the tooth story.  We were suppose to go out that night~ the day she lost her tooth, and we did to a party, and well...Makayla decided to take her tooth she had lost with her.  SO she told me that she placed it in her shorts pocket  ~ which had a zipper and no holes, but...then half way through the party she announced that she had lost her tooth somewhere at the party.  HAHA...like that would be&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rrksh9uD4jI/AAAAAAAAAoc/u2Mee_u96hg/s1600-h/100_2975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rrksh9uD4jI/AAAAAAAAAoc/u2Mee_u96hg/s200/100_2975.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096153415361487410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; finding a needle in a haystack&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RrksituD4kI/AAAAAAAAAok/_dJlHxm-kN8/s1600-h/100_2976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RrksituD4kI/AAAAAAAAAok/_dJlHxm-kN8/s200/100_2976.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096153428246389314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; huh!  Needless to say there were some tears shed as she thought that the tooth fairy wouldn't appear now.  But i assured her that if she wrote the&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RrksjNuD4lI/AAAAAAAAAos/6PBtMiq-2po/s1600-h/100_2984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RrksjNuD4lI/AAAAAAAAAos/6PBtMiq-2po/s200/100_2984.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096153436836323922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tooth fairy a note, that she would certainly read it and leave her a treat of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;So she wrote a note, left it under her pillow, and fell fast asleep..i think with 1 eye open for a while but that didn't last too long..lol.  So sometime during the night the precious tooth fairy fluttered down with her big fluffy wings and scooped up her note and left her a money denomination~not too big as she knew that she had other teeth and many other kids to follow this whole procedure!!!LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So now she has a tiny space free in her bottom jaw and two more a very loose and 1 ready to fall out real soon..so her  loose tooth lisp will get worse and worse..but its cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-8592710352852267647?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8592710352852267647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=8592710352852267647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8592710352852267647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8592710352852267647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-of-many-to-come.html' title='First of many to come'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rrksh9uD4jI/AAAAAAAAAoc/u2Mee_u96hg/s72-c/100_2975.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-7512625695232800596</id><published>2007-08-07T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T10:59:33.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My little Lori Lou</title><content type='html'>So..one of my great friends..Lori...has finally had her baby.!!  We have all been so impatient for his arrival, but he made his debut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;last night&lt;/span&gt;..Aug 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Welcome Connor Jackson!  Weighing in at 7 lbs 14 oz.  Both mom and baby are doing well.  I am hoping to go see her today, and then have some pics for you all to see!  Congrats you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS..AND WELCOME TO THE WORLD CONNOR  JACKSON !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-7512625695232800596?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7512625695232800596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=7512625695232800596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7512625695232800596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7512625695232800596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-little-lori-lou.html' title='My little Lori Lou'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3139721489708607190</id><published>2007-08-05T21:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T22:25:13.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marshall turns 2 !!</title><content type='html'>Wow.  Seems like yesterday when our little man was born..but it has now been 2 whole years.  And a wonderful 2 yrs at that.  From little man to a hefty little love bug..who looks like daddy.  From trucks to tractors, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RraFdtuD4fI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ZqrXVubZP9I/s1600-h/100_3044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RraFdtuD4fI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ZqrXVubZP9I/s200/100_3044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095406773951783410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bugs to dirt..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RraFe9uD4iI/AAAAAAAAAoU/5SzP4IiHSds/s1600-h/100_3060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RraFe9uD4iI/AAAAAAAAAoU/5SzP4IiHSds/s200/100_3060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095406795426619938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RraFeduD4hI/AAAAAAAAAoM/Qf2EuCGU3Zk/s1600-h/100_3055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RraFeduD4hI/AAAAAAAAAoM/Qf2EuCGU3Zk/s200/100_3055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095406786836685330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he is usually always a happy little soul, and our little boy.  We had a quiet night on Friday for his Birthday no big bash here, as it's busy enough with all the kids running around and all.  But we had yummy cake and presents galore!  Here's the birthday boy!!  Marshall is destined to be a trucker..or at least in construction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HAPPY  BIRTHDAY  MARSHALL  !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RraFeNuD4gI/AAAAAAAAAoE/XMdHsZmseMM/s1600-h/100_3054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RraFeNuD4gI/AAAAAAAAAoE/XMdHsZmseMM/s200/100_3054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095406782541718018" 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/37361954-3139721489708607190?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3139721489708607190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3139721489708607190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3139721489708607190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3139721489708607190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/marshall-turns-2.html' title='Marshall turns 2 !!'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RraFdtuD4fI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ZqrXVubZP9I/s72-c/100_3044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-791715815619772758</id><published>2007-08-01T07:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T07:29:59.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HEAT !!!</title><content type='html'>It's been a booming 31 degrees lately with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;humidex&lt;/span&gt; to make it feel like 40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;.  Now don't get me wrong I'm not trying to complain as I would rather have the sticky heat than snow..which before we know it will be flying.  We have all been sweating here like pigs in a pen, but the fans are helping for sure.  With a little cool down from the kiddie pool, and a trip to the park, we seem to forget the blistering heat for a little while.  I have been trying to do some work outside when the sun hits the opposite side of the house...as my weeds have taken over the gardens AGAIN!  Seems like that's all I do, look at the pretty garden then the next couple weeks look again and see WEEDS.  Oh well it's part of summer..right!  I also want to report that it has been a joy ( most days ) having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; home..as she is such a huge help to me.  Whether it be bringing me diapers, or getting the baby, or feeding she's is always up for a task..Thanks Mack!  I sure will miss your help when you are off to school everyday this year:( .  Well that's it for my summer heat update!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-791715815619772758?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/791715815619772758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=791715815619772758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/791715815619772758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/791715815619772758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/heat.html' title='HEAT !!!'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6085609120747056393</id><published>2007-07-31T08:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T09:56:59.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at Fergus !</title><content type='html'>I can hardly believe that Mike and i actually got to go away without ANY KIDS..yep that's right even baby Kourtney had to stay&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq84qduD4XI/AAAAAAAAAm8/EsshqiGKWEY/s1600-h/100_3021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq84qduD4XI/AAAAAAAAAm8/EsshqiGKWEY/s200/100_3021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093352005762802034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; home.  ( Thanks Mom ).  We decided to venture off to a hot spot&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8_FtuD4dI/AAAAAAAAAns/g7afqSh43as/s1600-h/100_3026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8_FtuD4dI/AAAAAAAAAns/g7afqSh43as/s200/100_3026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093359070984004050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that Mike is passionate for-Trucks.  I have to admit that I really enjoy them too..just the shiny parts and&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8x5NuD4TI/AAAAAAAAAmc/bwJ8Cdy9vuE/s1600-h/100_3017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8x5NuD4TI/AAAAAAAAAmc/bwJ8Cdy9vuE/s200/100_3017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093344562584478002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all..lol.  It was &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq84rduD4YI/AAAAAAAAAnE/DSetfY5xSlk/s1600-h/100_3022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq84rduD4YI/AAAAAAAAAnE/DSetfY5xSlk/s200/100_3022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093352022942671234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a great time, we saw some people we knew and truckers that Mike&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8x39uD4QI/AAAAAAAAAmE/XnzHYblK_6A/s1600-h/100_3014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8x39uD4QI/AAAAAAAAAmE/XnzHYblK_6A/s200/100_3014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093344541109641474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; knows..A LOT.  We must ha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8_C9uD4ZI/AAAAAAAAAnM/fLU8jniwOzg/s1600-h/100_3034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8_C9uD4ZI/AAAAAAAAAnM/fLU8jniwOzg/s200/100_3034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093359023739363730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ve walked miles and more&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8x4tuD4SI/AAAAAAAAAmU/SEXhmn23wXI/s1600-h/100_3016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8x4tuD4SI/AAAAAAAAAmU/SEXhmn23wXI/s200/100_3016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093344553994543394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; miles&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8x3duD4PI/AAAAAAAAAl8/B0ScwBLQLb8/s1600-h/100_3013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8x3duD4PI/AAAAAAAAAl8/B0ScwBLQLb8/s200/100_3013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093344532519706866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but all for a good reason to get ideas for Mikes truck and get some great pics too!  We walked together hand in hand...something that doesn't happen to often as we are usually chasing&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8_FNuD4cI/AAAAAAAAAnk/c3yW4yQ_Jow/s1600-h/100_3028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8_FNuD4cI/AAAAAAAAAnk/c3yW4yQ_Jow/s200/100_3028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093359062394069442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; someone or holding someone..lol.  It felt great, like we were dating again.  So after we finished walking for 100 miles we decided to sit on some bleachers actually that's all you could see for a while is a line of bleachers filled with people ready to watch the famous&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8_EduD4bI/AAAAAAAAAnc/E2ujwoAzM_Q/s1600-h/100_3032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8_EduD4bI/AAAAAAAAAnc/E2ujwoAzM_Q/s200/100_3032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093359049509167538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tractor pulls, Truck pulls..IT WA&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8x4duD4RI/AAAAAAAAAmM/2LY7Yx9k1wo/s1600-h/100_3015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8x4duD4RI/AAAAAAAAAmM/2LY7Yx9k1wo/s200/100_3015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093344549699576082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;S&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq84oNuD4UI/AAAAAAAAAmk/p8Pz1yBM3DI/s1600-h/100_3018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq84oNuD4UI/AAAAAAAAAmk/p8Pz1yBM3DI/s200/100_3018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093351967108096322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GREAT!    From&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq84pduD4WI/AAAAAAAAAm0/8MPm_6cXknM/s1600-h/100_3020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq84pduD4WI/AAAAAAAAAm0/8MPm_6cXknM/s200/100_3020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093351988582932834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; French fries that I can still taste..to burgers that could brake your bank, I loved it all&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8_DtuD4aI/AAAAAAAAAnU/O-DJt1Isy6U/s1600-h/100_3033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq8_DtuD4aI/AAAAAAAAAnU/O-DJt1Isy6U/s200/100_3033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093359036624265634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;After all that excitement we walked over to the entertainment area for a rockin' concert by the&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq84otuD4VI/AAAAAAAAAms/wd2z8UFHHuk/s1600-h/100_3019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq84otuD4VI/AAAAAAAAAms/wd2z8UFHHuk/s200/100_3019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093351975698030930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roadhammers!  I do have to say though that I can feel my age creeping up on me, I just can't stay out late anymore..mind you raising 4 kids is probably helping with that, but I wouldn't change any of it. Here are a few pics from the truck show..enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-6085609120747056393?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6085609120747056393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6085609120747056393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6085609120747056393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6085609120747056393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/fun-at-fergus.html' title='Fun at Fergus !'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rq84qduD4XI/AAAAAAAAAm8/EsshqiGKWEY/s72-c/100_3021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-408125888379722860</id><published>2007-07-28T08:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T08:50:04.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trucks..again</title><content type='html'>Little Marsh man and KodeMan were doing there usual thing playing " trucks" with sounds effects and everything on the floor&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rqs6_duD4MI/AAAAAAAAAlk/6pf3zO8XGwI/s1600-h/100_2932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rqs6_duD4MI/AAAAAAAAAlk/6pf3zO8XGwI/s200/100_2932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092228665656467650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the other day soo darn cute.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rqs6_9uD4NI/AAAAAAAAAls/qw2COdB6QIg/s1600-h/100_2933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rqs6_9uD4NI/AAAAAAAAAls/qw2COdB6QIg/s200/100_2933.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092228674246402258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marshall just loves it when another little boy comes over to play trucks with him, poor kid surrounded by girls.lol.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rqs7ANuD4OI/AAAAAAAAAl0/gcd1RDejj80/s1600-h/100_2934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rqs7ANuD4OI/AAAAAAAAAl0/gcd1RDejj80/s200/100_2934.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092228678541369570" 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/37361954-408125888379722860?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/408125888379722860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=408125888379722860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/408125888379722860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/408125888379722860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/trucksagain.html' title='Trucks..again'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rqs6_duD4MI/AAAAAAAAAlk/6pf3zO8XGwI/s72-c/100_2932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6697450779961823621</id><published>2007-07-25T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T17:41:14.218-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From Nothin' to somethin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RqfDQtuD4HI/AAAAAAAAAlA/24Egs8Khx7k/s1600-h/100_2937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RqfDQtuD4HI/AAAAAAAAAlA/24Egs8Khx7k/s200/100_2937.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091252595683745906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..I decided to try to plant a few seeds this year and try my hand at some veggies in the old garden.  And to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; I ended up with plentiful pea plants&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RqfDRtuD4JI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/je29g83phpU/s1600-h/100_2940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RqfDRtuD4JI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/je29g83phpU/s200/100_2940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091252612863615122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, cherry tomatoes galore and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RqfDRNuD4II/AAAAAAAAAlI/I5o-gTunj0s/s1600-h/100_2939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RqfDRNuD4II/AAAAAAAAAlI/I5o-gTunj0s/s200/100_2939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091252604273680514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;es!  Next year I think I will expand the old garden to achieve bigger and better results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-6697450779961823621?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6697450779961823621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6697450779961823621' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6697450779961823621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6697450779961823621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/from-nothin-to-somethin.html' title='From Nothin&apos; to somethin&apos;'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RqfDQtuD4HI/AAAAAAAAAlA/24Egs8Khx7k/s72-c/100_2937.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3477829796215628676</id><published>2007-07-18T17:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T17:55:29.605-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairy for a day</title><content type='html'>Little Miss Kennedy decided to turn herself into a fairy Princess on Sunday..outfit and all.  She floated &amp; flickered through the house saying " fairy " things such as: You have wings like me...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; am your fairy princess.  It was cute.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rp6KGF2voRI/AAAAAAAAAko/rDAAZgJ66r8/s1600-h/100_2922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rp6KGF2voRI/AAAAAAAAAko/rDAAZgJ66r8/s200/100_2922.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088656466230878482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But as dinner time neared the little fairy became more and more sleepy.  Then..she finally conked out on the couch..still dressed and all..I guess sleeping like a fairy helps with great dreams..not sure.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rp6KHF2voSI/AAAAAAAAAkw/ZOEA8knDuLA/s1600-h/100_2923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rp6KHF2voSI/AAAAAAAAAkw/ZOEA8knDuLA/s200/100_2923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088656483410747682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rp6KIl2voTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/WqHgo3V_CjE/s1600-h/100_2924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rp6KIl2voTI/AAAAAAAAAk4/WqHgo3V_CjE/s200/100_2924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088656509180551474" 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/37361954-3477829796215628676?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3477829796215628676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3477829796215628676' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3477829796215628676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3477829796215628676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/fairy-for-day.html' title='Fairy for a day'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rp6KGF2voRI/AAAAAAAAAko/rDAAZgJ66r8/s72-c/100_2922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3765662897666163281</id><published>2007-07-17T15:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T16:06:49.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That Sucked</title><content type='html'>K.  So as for my last post on here..I had just become ill.  After that ...the worst Flu bug ever struck me...VIOLENTLY, and is still attacking me to this day a little, but it's becoming better and better everyday.  I am hoping for full relief by this weekend but not counting on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.  On Friday my illness started in the late morning/ afternoon with tummy cramps and " toilet running " nothing I couldn't handle.  THEN came the extreme and I do mean extreme nausea.  Kinda felt like i was on a large boat all by myself ready to get sick but the boat just kept on rocking to make me worse.  Then just after supper Mike and I thought we would go out for a light stroll wit the kiddies to get some fresh air.  NOT  A  GOOD IDEA.  Only to have stopped 5-7 times to chat with friendly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;neighbours&lt;/span&gt;-my tummy had other ideas.  It started cramping up to the point where I had to crouch down to the ground &amp; pretend I was playing with the kids meanwhile I was trying to hide the agony my tummy was putting me through.  And to make things even better you did not want to get up fast or you would fall from becoming dizzy..and of course the DO NOT Pass Wind as you will leave a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt; if you do..if you know what I mean.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; pretty sure I burned a ton of calories that night just squeezing my buttocks together to get home.&lt;br /&gt;Finally arrived home, got the kids to bed and I tried to rest on the couch, but kept groaning in pain, and so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;uncomfy&lt;/span&gt;.  Mike then stated that I might want to try a warm bath, so I took his suggestion and off I went, slipped into the warm tub trying to kept my "floating belly" under the water.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; pretty sure I was in there for maybe half an hour or so, and i decided to get out( as I am not one for baths).  So I stood up and stepped out of the tub.  That's when I knew I was in trouble.  I yelled for Mike with a panic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;stricken&lt;/span&gt; voice: " Mike, Mike, MIKE".  Finally he heard me and came pouncing into the bathroom, I then said in a slightly off voice : " Somethings wrong I can't stand up, catch me...I was resting in his arms with a towel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;draped&lt;/span&gt; over my body when I pulled back as I felt sick again then...I fell to the floor-yep there lay my large wet naked body on the bathroom floor.  I was as listless as a dead dandelion in the summer heat.  I know Mike was asking me questions and I do recall one was: " What do you want me to do"?  My first response is: " Call my mom"!...I want my mom!!  So indeed that's what he did.  She told him to lay me on the couch and make me rest as much as I could.  So I tried, but no luck I then called her back and said I feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in another world..not even here.  She says to me :" Oh honey..just rest you are going &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; get sick tonight VERY SICK but once you do you will feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; much better.&lt;br /&gt;And on that note, she was right.  I can actually say that I have never ever been that violently ill in my life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; I can recall.  And like I said I still am not feeling up to par yet..this bug sucks!&lt;br /&gt;But a big thank you go out to Mike and my mom and Gloria for helping out with watching the kiddies for us and being here at the house for me mom....and Mike well thanks for being here through all my dramatic episodes I had this sickness, your a great husband..I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-3765662897666163281?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3765662897666163281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3765662897666163281' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3765662897666163281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3765662897666163281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/that-sucked.html' title='That Sucked'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-2261912103537756058</id><published>2007-07-13T08:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T12:29:52.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yucky Bug</title><content type='html'>Well this has been an interesting week.  Starting off with Mike saying that he felt a little " off "..which is odd as Mike hardly ever gets ill.  Then the next day..was not good.  He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; had the FLU.  Poor guy was laid up on the couch, chills, fever, " toilet running ", and the dreaded nausea.   THEN....little fragile Kennedy started.  Laying on the couch with Daddy, saying her tummy hurts, and withing 1 minute of saying that: a huge projectile..Yep you know.  We both ran to the bathroom, only to leave a trail behind us for me to clean up.  It didn't end there.  A little later that evening she blew again, same force and same mess..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  But that seemed to be it for her, now it was time for her to rest.  But...Marshall was the next culprit yet he seemed to get away with a very sore tummy and nasty poops though.  Which in turn ended up laying with momma for most of the night just cuddling.  And little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kourtney&lt;/span&gt; didn't get away with it either.  All was fine around 10 that night when I was consoling her then she let loose all over me I was covered. So not fun.  I did a few loads of laundry that night!  Anyways we all seem to be better..I have a tiny bit but nothing to complain about..and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; got nothing, lucky duck.   To top it off, it was Mike's birthday yesterday...sick on your birthday, no fun.  Happy Birthday Babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay..I'm updating this not even 2 hrs after I posted the first one..and I am now sick. Fever , chills, so nauseas, and " toilet running "..I hate being sick..but I don't have time be sick with these kiddies..so I will muster through it, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-2261912103537756058?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2261912103537756058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=2261912103537756058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2261912103537756058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2261912103537756058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/yucky-bug.html' title='Yucky Bug'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-2225843733136022023</id><published>2007-07-09T15:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T15:58:10.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Max's journey</title><content type='html'>Well little Max...our new hamster is doing just fine &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dealing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RpKS1ZpnYkI/AAAAAAAAAkI/h_S2TN7XhDw/s1600-h/100_2890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RpKS1ZpnYkI/AAAAAAAAAkI/h_S2TN7XhDw/s200/100_2890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085288375370867266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with the " handling" and juggling act the kids put upon him.  Today..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RpKS15pnYlI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Jum8YrLLmUY/s1600-h/100_2892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RpKS15pnYlI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Jum8YrLLmUY/s200/100_2892.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085288383960801874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ey&lt;/span&gt; took him &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RpKS05pnYjI/AAAAAAAAAkA/UAKHIrkKy00/s1600-h/100_2889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RpKS05pnYjI/AAAAAAAAAkA/UAKHIrkKy00/s200/100_2889.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085288366780932658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;on a " journey around&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RpKS2ppnYnI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Ry85NF9C7js/s1600-h/100_2893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RpKS2ppnYnI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Ry85NF9C7js/s200/100_2893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085288396845703794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the family room", it was funny and kinda cute.  But we have to teach Marshall or as we&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RpKS2ZpnYmI/AAAAAAAAAkY/UcO2tJN1k00/s1600-h/100_2895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RpKS2ZpnYmI/AAAAAAAAAkY/UcO2tJN1k00/s200/100_2895.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085288392550736482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; call him: " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bam&lt;/span&gt;"  to be a little more gentle when picking Max up.  What a little roughneck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-2225843733136022023?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2225843733136022023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=2225843733136022023' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2225843733136022023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2225843733136022023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/maxs-journey.html' title='Max&apos;s journey'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RpKS1ZpnYkI/AAAAAAAAAkI/h_S2TN7XhDw/s72-c/100_2890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-7796571398051645192</id><published>2007-07-05T10:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T11:22:50.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Max</title><content type='html'>I was suckered into another item for our house..yet again!  But he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; cute!  Let me tell you this brought back so many memories for me when we purchased this!  We went to the Pet store to pick out this cute little fuzzy thing..and well Kennedy decided that she wanted to go see the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fish&lt;/span&gt;..and well we were off to see other animals at this point...well that so did not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;suit&lt;/span&gt; her at all, which in turn led to a HUGE YELLING episode, then the big flop to the floor, and then the stop breathing act and crying loudly.  It was great!  Totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt;, as I walked away..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.  Anyways she ended up&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Ro0MdJpnYhI/AAAAAAAAAjw/v8nNYVM9i0A/s1600-h/100_2851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Ro0MdJpnYhI/AAAAAAAAAjw/v8nNYVM9i0A/s200/100_2851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083733249317364242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Ro0McppnYfI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ec5fBAHYXoU/s1600-h/100_2849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Ro0McppnYfI/AAAAAAAAAjg/ec5fBAHYXoU/s200/100_2849.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083733240727429618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Ro0MdZpnYiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/lm98b-gMGgc/s1600-h/100_2853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Ro0MdZpnYiI/AAAAAAAAAj4/lm98b-gMGgc/s200/100_2853.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083733253612331554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; getting over her little tantrum and came over with u&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Ro0Mc5pnYgI/AAAAAAAAAjo/CyjdXReEeew/s1600-h/100_2850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Ro0Mc5pnYgI/AAAAAAAAAjo/CyjdXReEeew/s200/100_2850.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083733245022396930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s to pick out&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Ro0McJpnYeI/AAAAAAAAAjY/AIYdA16CWy0/s1600-h/100_2848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Ro0McJpnYeI/AAAAAAAAAjY/AIYdA16CWy0/s200/100_2848.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083733232137495010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ..yes..you got it!  A Hamster!  And it has to be a Teddy Bear one..as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all we had as kids growing up too..plus I love the long fuzzy fur.  Well we picked one out...they boxed him up and gave us the " rundown" on taking care of him, and told us how he might be scared at our house as it could be possibly loud at times with the kids and all.  Well we arrived home and all has been well with him, he is taking well to the kids and no bites yet..except for Paula who came over and just ate a sandwich with Lettuce and he smelled it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;on her&lt;/span&gt; hand and tried to nibble her a bit but other than that he has been great!  Here are a few pics of MAX!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-7796571398051645192?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7796571398051645192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=7796571398051645192' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7796571398051645192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7796571398051645192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/max.html' title='Max'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Ro0MdJpnYhI/AAAAAAAAAjw/v8nNYVM9i0A/s72-c/100_2851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3955861714627590990</id><published>2007-07-02T15:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T15:17:48.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruising</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RolO8JpnYaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/IxoIvlAIVAk/s1600-h/100_2860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RolO8JpnYaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/IxoIvlAIVAk/s200/100_2860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082680449753899426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet more tears are being shed on my behalf as my little girl has reached yet another milestone.  Yes I know&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RolO8ppnYbI/AAAAAAAAAjA/LjNduk2i7lo/s1600-h/100_2859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RolO8ppnYbI/AAAAAAAAAjA/LjNduk2i7lo/s200/100_2859.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082680458343834034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RolO9ZpnYdI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/87S2vwmzgNk/s1600-h/100_2856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RolO9ZpnYdI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/87S2vwmzgNk/s200/100_2856.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082680471228735954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; why shed tears you say..be happy!  It's just the fact of her being the last one, and knowing that this will be the last time I see this occur for us.  I am&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RolO75pnYZI/AAAAAAAAAiw/exZ2nK1i5VY/s1600-h/100_2861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RolO75pnYZI/AAAAAAAAAiw/exZ2nK1i5VY/s200/100_2861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082680445458932114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RolO85pnYcI/AAAAAAAAAjI/wu7JLZmj2Hw/s1600-h/100_2858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RolO85pnYcI/AAAAAAAAAjI/wu7JLZmj2Hw/s200/100_2858.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082680462638801346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happy that she has reached this joyous step, but I wish she could stay little forever.  I remember it like yesterday when I delivered her, and none of my births will ever be forgotten memories...just like these little steps in life that Kourtney is taking now.  I captured a couple cute pics this morning of her pulling up and cruising along the couch to share with you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-3955861714627590990?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3955861714627590990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3955861714627590990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3955861714627590990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3955861714627590990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/cruising.html' title='Cruising'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RolO8JpnYaI/AAAAAAAAAi4/IxoIvlAIVAk/s72-c/100_2860.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6413124884761989617</id><published>2007-06-28T14:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T15:03:23.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Posing..yet again.</title><content type='html'>Not sure if or where this posing could be leading to for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; but she sure loves it!  Strike a pose as soon as she sees a camera..look out Canada's Next Top Model..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoQFbJpnYYI/AAAAAAAAAio/ks7ieONOuW0/s1600-h/100_2758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoQFbJpnYYI/AAAAAAAAAio/ks7ieONOuW0/s200/100_2758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081192243585835394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoQFaZpnYWI/AAAAAAAAAiY/puGUozb-mrY/s1600-h/100_2753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoQFaZpnYWI/AAAAAAAAAiY/puGUozb-mrY/s200/100_2753.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081192230700933474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoQFappnYXI/AAAAAAAAAig/AJt_yENCFI8/s1600-h/100_2754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoQFappnYXI/AAAAAAAAAig/AJt_yENCFI8/s200/100_2754.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081192234995900786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoQFZ5pnYVI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dWciYQrDb8I/s1600-h/100_2752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoQFZ5pnYVI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/dWciYQrDb8I/s200/100_2752.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081192222110998866" 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/37361954-6413124884761989617?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6413124884761989617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6413124884761989617' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6413124884761989617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6413124884761989617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/posingyet-again.html' title='Posing..yet again.'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoQFbJpnYYI/AAAAAAAAAio/ks7ieONOuW0/s72-c/100_2758.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-5045072016524125143</id><published>2007-06-25T13:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T14:04:51.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Gathering</title><content type='html'>And a nice weekend it was.  With wonderful Summer Sun, and lots of kid filled fun.  On Sunday my immediate family gathered together and celebrated my Grandma's birthday and my grandparents 60&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;...yes I said 60&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Wedding Anniversary!!  It was great to have us all together and be there for such an important event as well.  My thanks go out to my sister for bringing tons of food for us all, and my mom &amp; dad too, and also to Dan &amp;amp; Barb for having the party at their home..thanks guys.  Here are a few shots of all of us..and then one o&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoAClirJs-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/UANQ2kOYCyI/s1600-h/100_2805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoAClirJs-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/UANQ2kOYCyI/s320/100_2805.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080063223660131298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoACmCrJs_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Tx84AHd3dpY/s1600-h/100_2811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoACmCrJs_I/AAAAAAAAAhY/Tx84AHd3dpY/s320/100_2811.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080063232250065906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;f just my family with Mike, I &amp; our kids...and of course my&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoACmyrJtAI/AAAAAAAAAhg/U9QzwXQaDNY/s1600-h/100_2818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoACmyrJtAI/AAAAAAAAAhg/U9QzwXQaDNY/s320/100_2818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080063245134967810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; grandparents.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-5045072016524125143?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5045072016524125143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=5045072016524125143' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5045072016524125143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5045072016524125143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/family-gathering.html' title='Family Gathering'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RoAClirJs-I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/UANQ2kOYCyI/s72-c/100_2805.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-5002503518834984144</id><published>2007-06-22T14:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T14:51:42.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another visitor</title><content type='html'>And so the story goes on and on about how little old Chrissy is like the Pied Pip&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnwY0CrJs7I/AAAAAAAAAg4/hx05MjBtWOA/s1600-h/100_2798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnwY0CrJs7I/AAAAAAAAAg4/hx05MjBtWOA/s200/100_2798.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078961762117202866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;er...everywhere I go the animals seem to follow me.  Don't get me wrong I love them..but not if they pee in our&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnwY1CrJs9I/AAAAAAAAAhI/HkaUHjKomHo/s1600-h/100_2801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnwY1CrJs9I/AAAAAAAAAhI/HkaUHjKomHo/s200/100_2801.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078961779297072082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; garage..which&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnwYyyrJs6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/PQLBC48zFtg/s1600-h/100_2797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnwYyyrJs6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/PQLBC48zFtg/s200/100_2797.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078961740642366370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happ&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnwYySrJs5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/JeaD39YEzvQ/s1600-h/100_2796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnwYySrJs5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/JeaD39YEzvQ/s200/100_2796.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078961732052431762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ened the last time we had stra&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnwY0SrJs8I/AAAAAAAAAhA/vbzi8pWGaig/s1600-h/100_2800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnwY0SrJs8I/AAAAAAAAAhA/vbzi8pWGaig/s200/100_2800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078961766412170178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ys here.  So this morning when we left to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; to school, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; said Oh listen mom I can hear our cat Willow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;meowing&lt;/span&gt;..she must be lonely.  I really didn't think much of it, but then thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; as I have never heard her do that before.  Then when we returned home we got out of the van and I heard it again!  But this time there was a new face to this new meow!  And it was a Cat...a Black Cat at that.  I was a little skeptical to pet it at first as I am kinda Superstitious...you know the whole" Black Cat" thing and all.  But i caved and pet it, then fed it, then gave it water...then did a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;photo shoot&lt;/span&gt; of it.  Yea no wonder they stick around huh.  Anyways here is the newest feline in our yard:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-5002503518834984144?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5002503518834984144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=5002503518834984144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5002503518834984144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5002503518834984144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-visitor.html' title='Another visitor'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnwY0CrJs7I/AAAAAAAAAg4/hx05MjBtWOA/s72-c/100_2798.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3885848279924133219</id><published>2007-06-21T08:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T09:10:01.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Experimenting</title><content type='html'>So.  I wandered into the kitchen the other morning to discover our son trying to do something.  At first I was stunned but then I started to giggle as it really was funny.  K, there was Marshall standing at the kitchen&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rnp4PCrJs1I/AAAAAAAAAgI/7tWPfVxUDXw/s1600-h/100_2744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rnp4PCrJs1I/AAAAAAAAAgI/7tWPfVxUDXw/s200/100_2744.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078503729624888146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; table, holding my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lip gloss&lt;/span&gt;...yet really trying to put it on.  After that got boring for&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rnp4PyrJs4I/AAAAAAAAAgg/Tlr89HXo16M/s1600-h/100_2749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rnp4PyrJs4I/AAAAAAAAAgg/Tlr89HXo16M/s200/100_2749.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078503742509790082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rnp4PSrJs2I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/lF0g_JS89Gg/s1600-h/100_2745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rnp4PSrJs2I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/lF0g_JS89Gg/s200/100_2745.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078503733919855458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rnp4OyrJs0I/AAAAAAAAAgA/EIwDjX-5FLE/s1600-h/100_2743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rnp4OyrJs0I/AAAAAAAAAgA/EIwDjX-5FLE/s200/100_2743.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078503725329920834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; him the poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lip gloss&lt;/span&gt; tube got placed in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grossest&lt;/span&gt; places, Up the nose then right in his mouth..not where it should have been.  Eventually he got the hang of it, but we won't let Daddy know that....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.  Oh won't he be proud!  ( I put it away..it won't hap&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rnp4PirJs3I/AAAAAAAAAgY/_f4RS1BU90Q/s1600-h/100_2746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rnp4PirJs3I/AAAAAAAAAgY/_f4RS1BU90Q/s200/100_2746.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078503738214822770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pen again.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-3885848279924133219?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3885848279924133219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3885848279924133219' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3885848279924133219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3885848279924133219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/experimenting.html' title='Experimenting'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rnp4PCrJs1I/AAAAAAAAAgI/7tWPfVxUDXw/s72-c/100_2744.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3103788027774658201</id><published>2007-06-16T09:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T10:15:38.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Asleep at the wheel...</title><content type='html'>We had a very busy and loud / humid/day last week and well our little kiddies don't deal too well with these " sticky " days&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnPwVSrJsyI/AAAAAAAAAfw/m1Oi8-X6w6A/s1600-h/100_2693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnPwVSrJsyI/AAAAAAAAAfw/m1Oi8-X6w6A/s200/100_2693.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076665453557429026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnPwVirJszI/AAAAAAAAAf4/QD1Kw94LrEk/s1600-h/100_2694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnPwVirJszI/AAAAAAAAAf4/QD1Kw94LrEk/s200/100_2694.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076665457852396338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Anyways, It ended up that I got all the kids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;occupied and little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kourtney&lt;/span&gt; I placed the the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jumperoo&lt;/span&gt;.  It was around dinner time and I just happened to &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnPwUyrJsxI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZYpz-gkSa6I/s1600-h/100_2692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnPwUyrJsxI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ZYpz-gkSa6I/s200/100_2692.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076665444967494418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;get really busy and about 30 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; or so later I said to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt;: " Hey, do you know where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kourtney&lt;/span&gt; is..did I put her to bed"? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; says to me: " No mom she is sleeping in the Jumper!".  I looked at her with a stunned face..totally forgetting that I even placed her in there, and also kinda stunned that she fell asleep in it, not that it hasn't happened here before, just not with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kourtney&lt;/span&gt;.  So, I took that opportunity and snapped some shots of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;snoozin&lt;/span&gt;' away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-3103788027774658201?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3103788027774658201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3103788027774658201' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3103788027774658201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3103788027774658201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/asleep-at-wheel.html' title='Asleep at the wheel...'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RnPwVSrJsyI/AAAAAAAAAfw/m1Oi8-X6w6A/s72-c/100_2693.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-4403745042791018290</id><published>2007-06-12T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T11:28:33.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Boy...</title><content type='html'>Wow..so hard to believe that our little boy is growing up so fast.  Seems like yesterday when he was born.  I remember it vividly:  When Marshall arrived it was complete and utter shock to both of us~and my mom, as EVERYONE ( except Lori &amp; Jen) thought it was a girl.  And man were we Happy especially Mike..even shed a couple tears over that.  I recall&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rm654CrJssI/AAAAAAAAAfA/WBAGoMrtxws/s1600-h/100_0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rm654CrJssI/AAAAAAAAAfA/WBAGoMrtxws/s200/100_0495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075198202534802114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; laying in my hospital bed..wistfully shedding tears thinking wow-we have a Boy now!  Yet was a little apprehensive as i was so used to dealing with baby girls..but I was game for the challenge.  Just wanted to share my " Boy " moment this morning with you here are a few baby pics&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rm653irJsrI/AAAAAAAAAe4/kwsk8HEQDzk/s1600-h/100_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rm653irJsrI/AAAAAAAAAe4/kwsk8HEQDzk/s200/100_0506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075198193944867506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rm654yrJstI/AAAAAAAAAfI/FKQhEEXUo-g/s1600-h/08100024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rm654yrJstI/AAAAAAAAAfI/FKQhEEXUo-g/s200/08100024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075198215419704018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rm655CrJsuI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/_SI0EU-nyoc/s1600-h/100_1032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rm655CrJsuI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/_SI0EU-nyoc/s200/100_1032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075198219714671330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rm67KSrJswI/AAAAAAAAAfg/dVhFTeQJmHA/s1600-h/100_2681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rm67KSrJswI/AAAAAAAAAfg/dVhFTeQJmHA/s320/100_2681.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075199615579042562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of him and recent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-4403745042791018290?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4403745042791018290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=4403745042791018290' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4403745042791018290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4403745042791018290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/little-boy.html' title='Little Boy...'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rm654CrJssI/AAAAAAAAAfA/WBAGoMrtxws/s72-c/100_0495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3299156601605578657</id><published>2007-06-10T08:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T09:03:10.472-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Met Up</title><content type='html'>Well, it happened.  Finally a meet up with some girls from my grade 8 class.  And let me tell you, I don't think that I have ever been so nervous as this before. It must have been the anticipation of seeing old friends/classmates..it's been a while...a long while.  I finally arrived at the location which this was all planned out for us, and I walked in and down the long staircase ( only 3 steps) to where the ladies were all sitting..when I see them look up at me..there was silence for a second ( during this second of silence I was thinking..Oh my gosh do they not remember me?  Have I gotten that fat that they can't recognize me!)  And just then they all said " Chrissy "!  Was nice to be remembered happily.  I went around and gave everyone a hug and said how happy I was to see them, then found a seat and sat down.  The ladies had all ordered lunch already so it was my turn.  I of course asked them all what they had ordered, just so I didn't look like a huge pig.  So I ordered a Chicken Caesar salad-with the dressing on the side..specific instructions.  So about 15 minutes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;later all&lt;/span&gt; the food starts arriving, everyone gets their plates, then it comes down to our end of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;table she&lt;/span&gt; starts setting stuff down in front of people, then she says: " And who ordered this salad which was a totally different salad then what I had ordered..but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;no one&lt;/span&gt; was taking it...so....little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' me said right here.  So the lady set it down in front of me, don't get me wrong I started to eat it and it was so good, BUT...then another lady came out holding a dish and said to us: " And who ordered the Chicken Caesar salad with the dressing on the side" ?  OK I felt about 2 inches high.  And of course I didn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to speak up and say " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;UUMM&lt;/span&gt; OH ME..the one who already took a huge plate of salad."  So I sat quietly and acted dumb, even though two of the girls had heard me order this specific dish.  WHY does that happen to me, I should have just spoke up, but no I didn't.  Needless to say they took the salad back and I continued to eat what I had, it turned out fine.&lt;br /&gt;We snapped pictures, and gossipped about the old times from public school, and caught up on each other.  It was so nice to see everyone, and get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;reacquainted&lt;/span&gt; with them all.  So funny how we all turn out so differently.  It was a great visit, and hopefully we will keep up on them, and not let the visits go so long next time...hopefully.  Maybe next time I'll take the dish i actually ordered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-3299156601605578657?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3299156601605578657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3299156601605578657' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3299156601605578657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3299156601605578657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/met-up.html' title='Met Up'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-1293835280140290681</id><published>2007-06-08T12:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T12:31:35.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Name..yet</title><content type='html'>So.  Recently at Makayla's school they have done a project..if you can say a project for young children.  Anyways.  Mack came home one day last week, with this little cup, and it had eyes on it, little ears...and really furry hair..which is grass that they planted in them.  They are so sweet!  I later found out that it is suppose to be a kitty.  Which at this time has no name and is still alive by the way.  So heres a cou&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RmmDnCrJsqI/AAAAAAAAAew/HyxTIOYWrdw/s1600-h/100_2688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RmmDnCrJsqI/AAAAAAAAAew/HyxTIOYWrdw/s200/100_2688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073731161965572770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RmmDmyrJspI/AAAAAAAAAeo/e59utk0CpsI/s1600-h/100_2687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RmmDmyrJspI/AAAAAAAAAeo/e59utk0CpsI/s200/100_2687.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073731157670605458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ple pics of " No Name "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-1293835280140290681?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1293835280140290681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=1293835280140290681' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1293835280140290681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1293835280140290681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/no-nameyet.html' title='No Name..yet'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RmmDnCrJsqI/AAAAAAAAAew/HyxTIOYWrdw/s72-c/100_2688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-4939090475397072408</id><published>2007-06-05T07:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T07:48:37.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO  OR   WHAT  ??</title><content type='html'>Have I got a little story for you all.  Alright so about 6:30 or so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;last night&lt;/span&gt; I decided to make some Haystack drop cookies.  Something fast yet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;munch able&lt;/span&gt; for everyone.  Ended up that the batch made 2 full cookie trays worth.  I saw Mike just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;munchin&lt;/span&gt;' away so bout' 6 or 7 were gone within 1/2 hr or so.  I was so tired last night I never got to put them away in Tupperware, and I just left them out on the stove, thinking no worries.  Mike got up this morning and left for work, then I got up around 7 and came down stairs and I saw that 1 entire tray was gone!  I started to giggle and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt; called Mike on his cell phone.  I said: " Please tell me that a mouse took all those cookies, and you didn't dump the whole tray in your lunch box."&lt;br /&gt;He replies: " NO, I thought you put them away! " " I swear I didn't take them. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO EVERYONE...either we have a very hungry ghost, a strong mouse, or a larger species that I wish to not talk about.  Here are some proof pics I took this morn..1 tray with some cookies..and the emptied tray that is M.I.A.  YOU tell me what it was?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RmVNUyrJsoI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-lWLVn0K-3g/s1600-h/100_2690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RmVNUyrJsoI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-lWLVn0K-3g/s200/100_2690.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072545574898217602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RmVNUSrJsnI/AAAAAAAAAeY/lqcC5CC7fC0/s1600-h/100_2691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RmVNUSrJsnI/AAAAAAAAAeY/lqcC5CC7fC0/s200/100_2691.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072545566308282994" 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/37361954-4939090475397072408?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4939090475397072408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=4939090475397072408' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4939090475397072408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4939090475397072408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/who-or-what.html' title='WHO  OR   WHAT  ??'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RmVNUyrJsoI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-lWLVn0K-3g/s72-c/100_2690.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-1586681341522938002</id><published>2007-06-04T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T13:19:22.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is crazy!!</title><content type='html'>K, I'm not too sure exactly where to start or what to say other than I'm tired, stressed out, not sure which direction to turn my head..etc.  We have had a " not so good" weekend with Kennedy, yes I will admit that she was with my parents for a couple days, but don't think that it contributed to the " happenings " of this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I start to doubt myself as a mom when she goes into her " fits " and I wonder: Where did I go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Mike and I try or best with her, but yet to no avail feel like we are getting no where.  And I recently received a phone call from the place that is to asses her further and well they pretty much shrugged me off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; streamlined me to another place, there's another 4 months of waiting for us.  So I finally got angry today and called our doctor again and told them the situation of the weekend and how things are totally not getting any better and how I've been streamlined now, and I'm not impressed.  And thank fully they got us tonight to have a chat bout it all.  I never understood how other parents felt while being in these situations with their own kids that behave this way, but now I do and need support and understanding of it all.  I am hoping to get some issues solved tonight and let some of the stress off my shoulders.  Enough I say, enough.&lt;br /&gt;i know some of you know exactly what I'm going through and some don't but thank you to all that are sticking by my side through this, this is tough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-1586681341522938002?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1586681341522938002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=1586681341522938002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1586681341522938002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1586681341522938002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-crazy.html' title='This is crazy!!'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-8427708171653940695</id><published>2007-06-03T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T11:23:30.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little late posting</title><content type='html'>Ya it's been a little while since I posted anything last..sorry.  It's been a busy week, both heat wise and mental wise too.  We have had a lazy..but somewhat eventful week here, Thursday being the most eventful..here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Thursday started off like a normal day, the waking up..then Kennedy yelling at everyone, and then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;retaliation&lt;/span&gt; begins from the others, which in turn ends up to be a full battle between them all.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; had school on Thursday so we drove her to school, then came home to fill up bottles and get little snacks for the kids to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;on our&lt;/span&gt; car ride.  I had to go to town to get a little something as we have funfair this week at Mack's school, so I ended up going to a Fancy grocery store in town.  All was well till I arrived in the parking lot and started to get them out of the van.  To which I noticed at Kaye had spilled her drink on the side of her shorts-which totally looked like she had an accident, Oh well.  Went to get Marshall out and noticed that I didn't put shorts on him before we left for town --if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in a hurry to get her to school I will just go grab Marshall last and get him in his seat as he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;easiest&lt;/span&gt; right now in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I had to dig through the van to find him a pair of shorts, thank goodness I had an extra set.  SO, I grabbed a cart and started piling them in Kaye in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;front&lt;/span&gt; basket, Marshall in the very front and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kourtney&lt;/span&gt; in the very front-thank goodness for double seats in those carts.  So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; walking through the parking lot with kids in tow, and they spot " The Cart ".  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; know those really fancy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dancey&lt;/span&gt; carts that look like race cars!  And yep you guessed it I had to shift everyone over to that cart- FUN, it was.&lt;br /&gt;All was well now they had their cart, and off we went in to get what I needed and then get the heck outta there, as I knew I didn't have much time before they would lose their minds on me.&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to the section that I wanted and luckily found the item that i was there for..and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;thank goodness&lt;/span&gt; there was still 2 left, so i grabbed 1 for us and 1 for the Fun Fair.  I told the kids that they were able to pick out a dinky car each if they were super good, and they were-till they picked out the dinky cars.  Then the crap started to hit the fan.  Kennedy was going off on one of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tirades&lt;/span&gt;.  She started yelling and screaming, I then got her calmed down-till we reached the till.  And every single till was full with line ups..and this was at 10 in the morning.  There was a lovely elderly couple standing behind us, as we entered the self check out line.  I then proceeded to start scanning my items...Then little miss Kennedy started pinching, hitting and yelling at Marshall, why you ask?  I have no Idea!!!  But remember that elderly couple behind us...well-they were just mortified, they were gasping, and making little comments, and the looks they gave us could have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pierced&lt;/span&gt; anything!  Finally I scolded them as much as I could in public, finally we travelled to the van, and then momma let loose on them.  Just then Kennedy went in to a hysterical fit and was unmanageable, so I grabbed her and buckled her in her seat-while she was still screaming, and all her limbs were flailing.  Marshall was trying to follow suit, but it didn't work with me, and I put him in his place.  After a car ride of crying, yelling, and kicking seats (from the kids) we arrived home.  We had not a bad afternoon, and waited to get ready to go and get Mack from school.  Finally came time to pick up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt;, so once again i loaded the kiddies up and off we went.  Took a bit of convincing to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; to come back in the van to come home as she was playing with some friends but finally I did, during the time Kennedy was just shuffling through the van, I thought nothing of it at all.  So...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; buckled up and off we go home.  I drove in the driveway, and opened the doors, got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kourtney&lt;/span&gt; out, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; got out I then leaned the seat back to grab Kennedy.  WELL.  I looked at her as she was just grinning from ear to ear, and she said to me: " Look Mom, I did this" ! &lt;br /&gt;GET THIS!!&lt;br /&gt;While i was picking up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; from school, and Kennedy was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;rummaging&lt;/span&gt; through the van she went in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;glove box&lt;/span&gt; and had grabbed something...&lt;br /&gt;She took a jar of Vaseline and covered herself with it..and her car seat too!  OH I was one mad mommy.  I just took Kaye and out of the van and put her on the grass then into the bathtub with Sunlight dish detergent..only thing that cut the grease.  I got it all off of her, but still was fuming.  I know some of you might ask why do you have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Vaseline&lt;/span&gt; in the van.  My answer to you is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; gets extremely chapped lips and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Vaseline&lt;/span&gt; is the only thing that helps her, so I keep it in the for her.  Not even thinking that Kaye would do this if she got a hold of it.  Guess we all live and learn right.&lt;br /&gt;The night ended up with me talking to my mom on the phone and she came over and got Kennedy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; took her home for a couple days.  It was a nice visit for Kennedy and a little break for me.  Thanks mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-8427708171653940695?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8427708171653940695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=8427708171653940695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8427708171653940695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8427708171653940695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/little-late-posting.html' title='Little late posting'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6048409142497146635</id><published>2007-05-29T11:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T12:15:21.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's that?</title><content type='html'>Okay. So yesterday was well let's just say kind of a hectic day..and no one was really co operating much, and well momma was not in the best of moods either.  And to top it off all the kids have really runny noses, and aren't up to par.  But we made the best of it, screaming/ yelling..etc.  ( They were pretty loud at times yesterday).  Anyways, back to the story.  So after the day of chaos, I decided to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt; the kids ready for a walk and then stop by the park..all was well till we tried to find Kaye's shoes..yeah 40 minutes later..NOT KIDDING YOU.  We finally were able to leave.  I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every one's&lt;/span&gt; drink with us and a bottle of water for myself and it had Crystal Light in it.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; has witnessed me do this before but without any questions.  Well this time she had questions.&lt;br /&gt;" Mom..What's that stuff you put in there?"  I replied: " It's just stuff to make my drink taste better and well hopefully to help mommy lose some weight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Makayla's&lt;/span&gt; response: " Oh I don't think your fat mom".&lt;br /&gt;Of course I said  Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thanx&lt;/span&gt; Mack.&lt;br /&gt;So we ventured off, went to the park, came home, and when we got in the driveway I pulled out the bottle of water said took a few swigs.  And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; saw me..and said ...get this...&lt;br /&gt;" OH MY GOSH MOM!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;YOUR&lt;/span&gt; NOT FAT ANYMORE!" &lt;br /&gt;My response:  " Well I chuckled first, then said well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;thanx&lt;/span&gt; Mack, and said Oh how I wish it worked that way."  Wouldn't that be nice..a miracle drink.&lt;br /&gt;Funny how in the beginning of the night she said I wasn't fat, but then after the drink she said your not fat anymore.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HHMMM&lt;/span&gt;..Who else is not telling me the truth???&lt;br /&gt;Anyways thought this was a cute little story to tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-6048409142497146635?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6048409142497146635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6048409142497146635' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6048409142497146635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6048409142497146635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-that.html' title='What&apos;s that?'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-7600491326347664394</id><published>2007-05-28T16:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T17:39:25.989-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another mission, complete.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltKpih9t9I/AAAAAAAAAdw/JaJD4RO6Bu0/s1600-h/100_2638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltKpih9t9I/AAAAAAAAAdw/JaJD4RO6Bu0/s200/100_2638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069727883039979474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..where do I start?  With the practices?? Or with the whole recital.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AAhhh&lt;/span&gt; I'll start with the practices.  As you read earlier in an older post about my eventful journey to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Makayla's&lt;/span&gt; dance recital practice..yeah well these practices continued on through that week and into the next, not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt; mind you but enough.  And&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltKtCh9uAI/AAAAAAAAAeI/7og3n8YFpAU/s1600-h/100_2643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltKtCh9uAI/AAAAAAAAAeI/7og3n8YFpAU/s200/100_2643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069727943169521666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; then the BIG Weekend came..the 4 recitals in 1 weekend.  So the first was on Friday night, then 1 on Saturday afternoon, and Saturday night, then the final one on Sunday..and then the cleanup after&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltKtih9uBI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/tTns4vIMsvM/s1600-h/100_2645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltKtih9uBI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/tTns4vIMsvM/s200/100_2645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069727951759456274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wards..but that's fine it wasn't much and that's how I get part of the bond fee back anyways.  It all went really well, other then some VERY loud dressing room kiddies..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  It didn't help that the girls were all stuck in 1 room, wasn't a small room, but it did the job. Anyways the girls would get spurts of energy now and then and the volume would increase then decrease...then increase and stay that way till the lights were flickered on and off to try to get them to quiet down ..a little. Funny enough it reminded me of this house at times. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  We managed, and all was fine.  Now for those of you who don't know this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Makayla's&lt;/span&gt; 3rd yr in Dance at where she is, and the past two yrs she has taken Ballet, and this&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltKrih9t_I/AAAAAAAAAeA/MQi0e1UcWEc/s1600-h/100_2641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltKrih9t_I/AAAAAAAAAeA/MQi0e1UcWEc/s200/100_2641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069727917399717874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; year she tried Tap..YEP &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;CLICKTY&lt;/span&gt;  CLICK !  And she likes it..doesn't love it..but is pretty good at it I have to say.  So she has signed up to take Ballet again next year..no more tap..so far.  Each year we have these recitals I get all weepy eyed while I watch her dance, I just love to see how she has progressed over the year and can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that she is doing these things, I still remember holding her as an infant..while she screamed at me .  And now to think she has grown so much and well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; scream much anymore,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltHqCh9t8I/AAAAAAAAAdo/3b78q9LBYBM/s1600-h/100_2634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltHqCh9t8I/AAAAAAAAAdo/3b78q9LBYBM/s200/100_2634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069724593095030722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltHpCh9t7I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Hup8g7W7RVY/s1600-h/100_2636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltHpCh9t7I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Hup8g7W7RVY/s200/100_2636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069724575915161522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; remember I said much.  But has blossomed into a young girl.So I scurried up to the stage level and  I got right up to the front of the stage when her class went on and started snapping pictures, I got a few of the finale too with a lot of other girls, not all of them but a few.  She &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltKqyh9t-I/AAAAAAAAAd4/o_lhLrbgt04/s1600-h/100_2644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltKqyh9t-I/AAAAAAAAAd4/o_lhLrbgt04/s200/100_2644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069727904514815970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;did such a great job, we are so proud of you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-7600491326347664394?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7600491326347664394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=7600491326347664394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7600491326347664394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/7600491326347664394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/another-mission-complete.html' title='Another mission, complete.'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RltKpih9t9I/AAAAAAAAAdw/JaJD4RO6Bu0/s72-c/100_2638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-6632780876210987881</id><published>2007-05-26T11:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T12:10:40.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tagged..I think?</title><content type='html'>So I was reading &lt;a href="http://lifeintimes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leanne's Blog...Farming Folks&lt;/a&gt;, and well she was tagged which then in turn she tagged some other people myself included ...if i read it right!  HEHE.  Anyways, the whole tag thing was to say what restaurants you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..here I go !&lt;br /&gt;First off I live in: Ontario, Canada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, here's my list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)  For the first restaurant I think I would have to choose: Outbacks..love the ceasar salad there, and the Alice Springs Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)  Secondly I think I might pick:  East Side Marios..the salad again I love, and well Pasta is just great anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)  I know it's lame..but I love Subway..not sure why.  I have just always loved subs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.)  Richies Restaurant comes in fourth...but only for their breakfast's, pretty good meal indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.)  Last but not least is:  Kelseys..great roadhouse, love the nacho's, can't go wrong there, usually have what your lookin' for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm suppose to Tag 5 others that I wish to hear from..so If you wanna play " Tag " then that would be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://partyof4please.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://henshawhustle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vicki&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://scribbit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scribbit&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://my4kidsdunn.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Four Kids&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://adayinthelifeofelle.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Leanne it was fun..hope to hear from the rest of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-6632780876210987881?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6632780876210987881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=6632780876210987881' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6632780876210987881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/6632780876210987881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-been-taggedi-think.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged..I think?'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-5985692212448812708</id><published>2007-05-25T16:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:45:07.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And Soccer it is</title><content type='html'>We enrolled Makayla in Soccer for this Summer.  So we had our first game on Tuesday night.  And it turned out fabulous!  Makayla had sooo much fun, and was right in there to get at the ball, mind you she looked like she was gonna blowup by the end of the game..poor kid.  She gets so hot that her face turns beat red.  Like her mom.  Oh well this is good for her, and well she looks cute doing it.  I took some pics of her..in the pics her hair is in braided pony tails..in case you can't see her, and at one point she is&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RldKXyh9t5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/8GY8zrdGEFw/s1600-h/100_2619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RldKXyh9t5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/8GY8zrdGEFw/s200/100_2619.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068601678190458770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wearing green as the goalie.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RldKWSh9t3I/AAAAAAAAAdA/lTWvRVlCThg/s1600-h/100_2615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RldKWSh9t3I/AAAAAAAAAdA/lTWvRVlCThg/s200/100_2615.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068601652420654962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RldKZCh9t6I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Y6WASqrHmVg/s1600-h/100_2622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RldKZCh9t6I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Y6WASqrHmVg/s200/100_2622.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068601699665295266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RldKWyh9t4I/AAAAAAAAAdI/XTxjAdeFvd4/s1600-h/100_2618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RldKWyh9t4I/AAAAAAAAAdI/XTxjAdeFvd4/s200/100_2618.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068601661010589570" 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/37361954-5985692212448812708?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5985692212448812708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=5985692212448812708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5985692212448812708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5985692212448812708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/and-soccer-it-is.html' title='And Soccer it is'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RldKXyh9t5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/8GY8zrdGEFw/s72-c/100_2619.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-4081402045102881739</id><published>2007-05-23T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T11:54:48.518-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my Baby's 6 th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlRfiCh9tyI/AAAAAAAAAcY/oef90ZaaRmA/s1600-h/100_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlRfiCh9tyI/AAAAAAAAAcY/oef90ZaaRmA/s200/100_0397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067780519098169122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlRflCh9tzI/AAAAAAAAAcg/7OFdOr-Z-Uo/s1600-h/08110011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlRflCh9tzI/AAAAAAAAAcg/7OFdOr-Z-Uo/s200/08110011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067780570637776690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow how the time has flown...watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; grow up has had it's ups and downs but had also been a delight.  It brings me to tears knowing that in just a short while she too will be heading out on her own to fly the nest..I know it 'll be a little while.  But this time is so precious and I think the best of us tend to forget that.  Enjoy your children- they are a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlRfmyh9t0I/AAAAAAAAAco/wtW18lGVotI/s1600-h/100_1272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlRfmyh9t0I/AAAAAAAAAco/wtW18lGVotI/s200/100_1272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067780600702547778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; blessing and only little ONCE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;H  A  P  P  Y      B  I  R  T  H  D  A  Y     M  A  K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlRfnSh9t1I/AAAAAAAAAcw/OJS8aHy6Jrs/s1600-h/100_1285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlRfnSh9t1I/AAAAAAAAAcw/OJS8aHy6Jrs/s200/100_1285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067780609292482386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  A  Y  L  A  !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlRfoSh9t2I/AAAAAAAAAc4/cTQ5kHGyTj4/s1600-h/100_1278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlRfoSh9t2I/AAAAAAAAAc4/cTQ5kHGyTj4/s200/100_1278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067780626472351586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-4081402045102881739?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4081402045102881739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=4081402045102881739' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4081402045102881739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/4081402045102881739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-my-babys-6-th-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s my Baby&apos;s 6 th Birthday'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlRfiCh9tyI/AAAAAAAAAcY/oef90ZaaRmA/s72-c/100_0397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-238687900607950572</id><published>2007-05-22T14:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T15:11:54.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT Summer Fun !</title><content type='html'>I have to say that today has been a really terrific day with the kids.  Could be because i am spending 95 %&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM_0ih9txI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/yFwO6JNctmo/s1600-h/100_2595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM_0ih9txI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/yFwO6JNctmo/s320/100_2595.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067464177576949522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of my time with them instead o&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM6myh9tsI/AAAAAAAAAbo/C2emrIvmBuU/s1600-h/100_2586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM6myh9tsI/AAAAAAAAAbo/C2emrIvmBuU/s200/100_2586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067458443795609282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;f worrying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;abou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM_zih9twI/AAAAAAAAAcI/G7ZB3QKP87c/s1600-h/100_2594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM_zih9twI/AAAAAAAAAcI/G7ZB3QKP87c/s320/100_2594.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067464160397080322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t other..the little things like&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM6nSh9ttI/AAAAAAAAAbw/GAA75GpWnWw/s1600-h/100_2587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM6nSh9ttI/AAAAAAAAAbw/GAA75GpWnWw/s200/100_2587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067458452385543890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cleaning, laundry&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM6lSh9tqI/AAAAAAAAAbY/CMWATXE4opA/s1600-h/100_2584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM6lSh9tqI/AAAAAAAAAbY/CMWATXE4opA/s200/100_2584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067458418025805474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; etc...  The girls and little Marshall have been like busy bees outside since 9:30 this morning.  Planting trees, flowers, tomatoes plants.  Then our&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM6nyh9tuI/AAAAAAAAAb4/yxt_L7gc7Oc/s1600-h/100_2588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM6nyh9tuI/AAAAAAAAAb4/yxt_L7gc7Oc/s200/100_2588.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067458460975478498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; excitement travelled on to a water sprinkler.  Ya Momma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; really like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gettin&lt;/span&gt;' too wet outdoors&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM_yih9tvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/823rQuygmDg/s1600-h/100_2590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM_yih9tvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/823rQuygmDg/s320/100_2590.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067464143217211122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anymore..Oh well I suffered through it.  But as for the kiddies, they were so happy, I even brought out our Sand and Water table, relinquished memories from a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM6mCh9trI/AAAAAAAAAbg/lPM96iuYNnQ/s1600-h/100_2585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM6mCh9trI/AAAAAAAAAbg/lPM96iuYNnQ/s200/100_2585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067458430910707378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; year ago.  Anyways, took some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;snappies&lt;/span&gt; of the kids today having a jolly time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-238687900607950572?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/238687900607950572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=238687900607950572' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/238687900607950572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/238687900607950572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/hot-summer-fun.html' title='HOT Summer Fun !'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RlM_0ih9txI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/yFwO6JNctmo/s72-c/100_2595.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-432106577590820457</id><published>2007-05-19T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T21:13:07.718-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We had a P . A . R . T. Y !!!</title><content type='html'>Makayla is turning 6 !!  And we had to have a slightly early Birthday Party for her, and well today was the day.  She had 6 other girls invited over, and they were all able to come.  I have to admit it was busy, and a little louder than usual..but FUN !  We got her cake done up at Sams Club..and they placed a scanned pic of her on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rk-bXSh9tmI/AAAAAAAAAa4/tMYCO0W1jcs/s1600-h/100_2560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rk-bXSh9tmI/AAAAAAAAAa4/tMYCO0W1jcs/s200/100_2560.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066438930228688482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rk-bXyh9tnI/AAAAAAAAAbA/HHKhaHnP9S8/s1600-h/100_2550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rk-bXyh9tnI/AAAAAAAAAbA/HHKhaHnP9S8/s200/100_2550.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066438938818623090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rk-bYCh9toI/AAAAAAAAAbI/HTMo8IahSw0/s1600-h/100_2553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rk-bYCh9toI/AAAAAAAAAbI/HTMo8IahSw0/s200/100_2553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066438943113590402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rk-bWyh9tlI/AAAAAAAAAaw/HAXJl4brGBs/s1600-h/100_2564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rk-bWyh9tlI/AAAAAAAAAaw/HAXJl4brGBs/s200/100_2564.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066438921638753874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;girls kept themselves amused by playing outside, playing in Makayla's room, and we also made some Shrinky Dinks, I forgot how much fun they were.  We had the girls singing songs and giggling so much, it really was a great time.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rk-f_yh9tpI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/uIO53qfCbmU/s1600-h/100_2566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rk-f_yh9tpI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/uIO53qfCbmU/s200/100_2566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066444024059901586" 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/37361954-432106577590820457?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/432106577590820457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=432106577590820457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/432106577590820457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/432106577590820457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-had-p-r-t-y.html' title='We had a P . A . R . T. Y !!!'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/Rk-bXSh9tmI/AAAAAAAAAa4/tMYCO0W1jcs/s72-c/100_2560.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-5082101648193403472</id><published>2007-05-17T07:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T08:29:48.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday..wasn't so good</title><content type='html'>Listen.  I told ya that it was Run Around Wednesday!  And well this Wednesday was super busy!!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; why:&lt;br /&gt;It all started off with getting the kids all ready to go and drop off Kennedy at Day Care. Then travelled from there off to 3 different greenhouses to look for a certain tree I wanted, and was bound to find!  Never did find it.  While on the journey in town, I proceeded to get a little nagging girl in my ear who kept saying: " I want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Donalds&lt;/span&gt;".  Yeah...that never stopped, so I did, and bought the damn stuff.  I then went and got my self a coffee, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; just fine for me.  We proceeded to go home from there, I did actually arrive home, which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; me, thought I would have been "  pulled " in to another greenhouse along the way.  So while at home, I tried to clean up, made a few phone calls, then another few phone calls, Marshall jumped in the tub for a bit, then he got out and well..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; another blog for you to read all in itself.  Then I noticed that I had to go and pick up Kennedy..isn't it always when you are on your way out the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;friggen&lt;/span&gt; phone rings!  I had to pick her up at 2:00...at this time it was 1:56..not good!!!  So I actually ended up getting her on time as the Day Care is just around my corner, but still, it was annoying at the time.  K, so I picked up Kennedy, and we travelled to ..yep you guessed it another green house.  Remember one of those many phone calls I made earlier, that was one of them, and it ended up that they had what i wanted, but just babies, so I got 2..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;From the greenhouse I drove back home, with 1 extremely tired child ( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kaye&lt;/span&gt;) and another annoying her ( Mack), 1 playing with toy trucks: guess...yep Marshall, and little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Kourtney&lt;/span&gt; sleeping away.  All was fine till I pulled in the driveway here.  Then demands started: " Can you get me this, find my.." etc.  Momma was not a happy girl.  I actually had to run in the house and grab &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Makayla's&lt;/span&gt; dance outfit and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;head off&lt;/span&gt; to her dance lesson.  So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;, cause I was early for it today.  Normally we are a few minutes behind or just circling the block trying to find a parking spot.  Anyways, i took her in, and left as she waited with another assistant that was there, she said: " Oh the other girls will be arriving any minute, so it's okay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;to go&lt;/span&gt;".  So I left.  While &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; is at her dance lessons, I always just drive around the little town and wait, not a big deal only 35 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; or so, it was time to pick her up so I found a spot and pulled up to get out and get her.  When i just took my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;seat belt&lt;/span&gt; off and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; and the assistant I left her with came waltzing out to my vehicle-well not waltzing, but you know!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Makayla&lt;/span&gt; hopped in and the assistant leaned in the window and grinned and said politely: " Did you know that her lessons are over for the year, and now she just has recital practise at 5:30 up the street this week and next week."  Well...I thought I would scream, pass out, and yell all at the same time, but I didn't.  All I said was: " I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; too busy with everything to remember to read her schedule which is posted on the fridge at home." I felt like a complete dumb ass!&lt;br /&gt;So here was where the problem started though.  Remember earlier when I made some phone calls..well one of the other calls was to someone who was suppose to stop by our house a little after 5:00 today to pick something up.  So now I had that on  my mind too.  I finally decided to go drive home, leave a note on the door, and the package between the doors for them.  I did that and off I went like a speed demon back to dance..again!  I pulled up to the building where her 15 minutes recital practise was...yep I said 15 min!!!  I got out , got Mack out helped her with her outfit and walked her in the door, she knew what to do as this is her 3rd year doing this.  I just get back to the van, and I hear: " Mom, you have to come in, all the other parents are in her!"  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;explained&lt;/span&gt; to her that I was going to wait in the van for her, as it was only going to be 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;.  K, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;uummm&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; go over well, at all.   The tears started flowing, and the hyper ventilating started to occur.  Finally I had a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;hissy&lt;/span&gt; fit and said : " Fine, I will get all the kids, and meet you up stairs!".  I was a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;turbbed&lt;/span&gt;, can you tell!  So Got Kennedy out, got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Kourtney&lt;/span&gt;, then went to the other side to get Marshall, who by the way was eating Fruit snacks.  And well, his little chunky hands were covered with sticky green fruit snacks, great i thought, people are gonna think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt;' else.  I took a bottle of water and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;continuously&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;dumped&lt;/span&gt; it all over his hands and rubbed them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;.  Didn't help much but got the big chunks off at least.  So, i walked in the door of the building..then saw an elevator, and hopped in it, as I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;wasn&lt;/span&gt;'t about to drag 3 kids up the stair case while carrying a 100 lb car seat..etc.  We arrive up to the floor we need to be on, she sees a couple girls &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;in her&lt;/span&gt; class, and kinda settles in a bit.We had to wait bout 7-8 minutes or so till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Makaylas&lt;/span&gt; team was up , so i got a chair down for her to sit on and wait.  Kennedy then decided that she wanted to sit with her sister.  Now, remember I said that they were eating fruit snacks in the van, K.  Alright so Kennedy goes to sit with Mack, all is fine, then it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Makayla's&lt;/span&gt; turn she gets up to go to the stage, and Kennedy looks back at me and smiles.  Then about 2 minutes later Kennedy got up and came back to ask me something, she went to go and sit back down and pointed at the chair and said to me: " Look Mom!" " What's that".  Yeah it was purple fruit snacks...all smeared on the cloth chair..and now on Kaye's behind.  So I just shook my head and looked around to see if anyone saw what just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt;, but i saw no evidence of it.  SO I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;pretended&lt;/span&gt; too.  BUT...then some lady came in , and yeah she sat in the gummy slimmed chair, i looked over at another lady and she just noticed the gummy stuff on it, and looked back at me and did the whole  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;OOOHHHH&lt;/span&gt; face.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;, Oh well I thought.  Then that lady got up for something, and as she did, her poor pants were pretty much stuck to the chair they pulled away, but with force.  She walked away and came back with a piece of paper and set it down on the chair then sat back down.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;AAHhhh&lt;/span&gt; hey it was something to smile about yesterday right!  Finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Makayla's&lt;/span&gt; group was finished her 15 min practise, so we got all packed up and headed back out to the van.  Yeah, not so easy keeping 4 kids under control at dinnertime, and during rush hour traffic, I must have yelled 5 times : " Stay with me, don't cross yet, get back here!" STOP!!!  So bout 9 minutes later we finally had a clearing so i and my little goslings could cross the road..come on, we did look like a group of ducks..Momma and her chicks following.&lt;br /&gt;SO I tiredly get the kids all packed up in the van, again.  We start off down the road, not even 1 minute into the drive, the fighting starts.  Well, I think the devil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;possessed&lt;/span&gt; me at that time.  I let out one belt of a yell, it quieted down...real fast let me tell ya.  Finally arrive home, hoping that it would be the last journey of the day in that automobile.   Kids are all wound by now, and hungry, so i try to throw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt;' in the oven and quiet them up a little.  Mike starts looking at things on the fridge, and comes over to me and says..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;uuumm&lt;/span&gt; yeah we have a little problem.  See &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Makayla's&lt;/span&gt; Birthday is coming up, and well we planned her little party for her friends on the same weekend of her Recital..yeah we forgot..so I had to make all the phone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;calls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;last night&lt;/span&gt; to rearrange the party to this weekend, short notice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;, but some could make it, some not.  Oh well what can you do right!  Just seemed like Wednesday of this week sucked for me.  Hopefully the rest of the week runs a little smoother for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-5082101648193403472?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5082101648193403472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=5082101648193403472' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5082101648193403472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/5082101648193403472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/wednesdaywasnt-so-good.html' title='Wednesday..wasn&apos;t so good'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-2443240952141573311</id><published>2007-05-16T07:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T07:53:17.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Run around Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Middle of the week..or Hump Day as some of us say, is what today is. And actually it is one of my busiest days..just happens to be a day when a few things seem to accumulate on this day.  I have a ton of running around to do today, and I am hoping that it goes well, but come on, who knows.  I am off to get Kennedy ready for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DayCare&lt;/span&gt; right now..which can be a bit of a struggle sometimes, but let's hope for the best this morning right!!  I will Blog later today ...I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-2443240952141573311?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2443240952141573311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=2443240952141573311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2443240952141573311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/2443240952141573311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/run-around-wednesday.html' title='Run around Wednesday'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-8338797680564569119</id><published>2007-05-14T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T17:28:27.072-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My View</title><content type='html'>Every once and a while I get the uummff  to get a few pics of flowers and plants took a couple today here they are, made me love Nature for a&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkjSwTcGttI/AAAAAAAAAaY/wDkLcJrhmzk/s1600-h/100_2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkjSwTcGttI/AAAAAAAAAaY/wDkLcJrhmzk/s200/100_2521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064529508271830738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkjSwjcGtuI/AAAAAAAAAag/i2ug5nsEJN8/s1600-h/100_2522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkjSwjcGtuI/AAAAAAAAAag/i2ug5nsEJN8/s200/100_2522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064529512566798050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkjSvjcGtsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/DZ35HYhhm-A/s1600-h/100_2520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkjSvjcGtsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/DZ35HYhhm-A/s200/100_2520.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064529495386928834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkjUcDcGtvI/AAAAAAAAAao/pF_kNeNhCDY/s1600-h/100_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkjUcDcGtvI/AAAAAAAAAao/pF_kNeNhCDY/s200/100_0588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064531359402735346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;while till I have to pull weeds..lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37361954-8338797680564569119?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8338797680564569119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=8338797680564569119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8338797680564569119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/8338797680564569119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-view.html' title='My View'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkjSwTcGttI/AAAAAAAAAaY/wDkLcJrhmzk/s72-c/100_2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-1383451062749116843</id><published>2007-05-09T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T11:31:51.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And it continues</title><content type='html'>Since I can remember through the entire time that I have known my husband Mike, all I can vividly remember is people always calling him " truck driver Ziggy ".  He LOVES Trucks-hence the reason he drives a Big Rig.  But also as he was growing up he and his brother collected farm toys and dinky cars/trucks..etc.  Okay I am not talking about 20 or 30 I mean they have a HUGE&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkHoxTcGtpI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/07_9U5oMmw0/s1600-h/100_2495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkHoxTcGtpI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/07_9U5oMmw0/s200/100_2495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062583389870536338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; collection..and Mike has decided to bring 1/4 of it over to our place for Marshall to play with as he too is fascinated with Trucks &amp; cars and farm toys..go figure huh.  He has the sounds that go with each toy down pat too: So for a Big Truck it's " CCHHHUUHHH"  ( air Brakes), for a van or car its:"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkHoxDcGtoI/AAAAAAAAAZw/40CdYI7aG9o/s1600-h/100_2494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkHoxDcGtoI/AAAAAAAAAZw/40CdYI7aG9o/s200/100_2494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062583385575569026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vroom", for a tractor/combine it's: " bbbrrrrbbbrrr" like when you make a noise with your lips together..go ahead do it I know your gonna try it now!  LOL.  It truly melts Mike's heart watching him lay on the floor and play with his old toys that he loved as a child ( which he still loves as he is a little anal about some of them).hehe.  So he asked me to take some pics of &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkHoyTcGtrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/b5kg_WJtKYI/s1600-h/100_2497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkHoyTcGtrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/b5kg_WJtKYI/s200/100_2497.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062583407050405554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marshall playing with some of these trucks, someday we will have all his old toys here for Marshall to have, I'm sure I will take a pic to show you the massive collection that my hubby was is still is obsessed with.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkHoxzcGtqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/chwBLeymcjY/s1600-h/100_2496.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkHoxzcGtqI/AAAAAAAAAaA/chwBLeymcjY/s200/100_2496.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062583398460470946" 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/37361954-1383451062749116843?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1383451062749116843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=1383451062749116843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1383451062749116843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/1383451062749116843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/and-it-continues.html' title='And it continues'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkHoxTcGtpI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/07_9U5oMmw0/s72-c/100_2495.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37361954.post-3226571991344004331</id><published>2007-05-08T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T17:18:38.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>J . D . B...John Deere Boy</title><content type='html'>Mike recently got a new John Deere hat, and well he placed it on Marshall's head the other night and he loved it!  Mind you it was a &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkDfPjcGtlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1fnCZXtzESc/s1600-h/100_2490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkDfPjcGtlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1fnCZXtzESc/s200/100_2490.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062291439468590674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;teenie bit big for him, but he'll grow into &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkDfQTcGtnI/AAAAAAAAAZo/l3PqJRqbmDo/s1600-h/100_2492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkDfQTcGtnI/AAAAAAAAAZo/l3PqJRqbmDo/s200/100_2492.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062291452353492594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it..eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkDfQDcGtmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/HMfWTrz0xIU/s1600-h/100_2491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkDfQDcGtmI/AAAAAAAAAZg/HMfWTrz0xIU/s200/100_2491.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062291448058525282" 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/37361954-3226571991344004331?l=sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3226571991344004331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37361954&amp;postID=3226571991344004331' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3226571991344004331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37361954/posts/default/3226571991344004331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sixpigtalesandabuzzcutboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/j-d-bjohn-deere-boy.html' title='J . D . B...John Deere Boy'/><author><name>6Pigtales and A Buzzcutboy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00648530255839154772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/SJw1sGgXH8I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JYaiWTg6VXU/s1600-R/100_0190.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_J90LhKYGZng/RkDfPjcGtlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/1fnCZXtzESc/s72-c/100_2490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
