<?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-5755772284264242694</id><updated>2011-07-30T20:46:29.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Steph and Isaac</title><subtitle type='html'>Enjoying life, one day at a time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-7259768915155129306</id><published>2010-10-21T15:56:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T17:02:37.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Post.....Catch up Time!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow, where did the summer go? Not for sure either. We had an awesome summer and did lots of fun stuff! Made our annual weekend trip to the lake which is always a nice time to get away. Mom had both her knees replaced 7 weeks apart. That was interesting. Things got pretty busy during that time. We had over 75 tomato plants out and about 25 pepper plants. Needless to say they produced and produced and produced. We put up enough tomatoes to feed an army it felt like. We will sure enjoy it all this winter though!! We are so glad Mom made the decision to have it done and hope to have her back in full swing next year! She is doing wonderful:) We went to the Pilot Grove Rodeo, St Louis Zoo, Grants Farm, and State Fair. Isaac had a great time at all events. We can't wait to make many more memories!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby back to school, 1st grade to be exact. Wow, hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; my 1st niece is already in 1st grade. Time sure does fly by when you're having fun! She is doing great and loves it. Isaac asks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt; when we get home if he can do his homework. Ha, he will soon realize that isn't so much fun!! Harvest is in full swing and some are about to finish up. Isaac got his 1st ride in the combine and loved it! He loves being on the farm. He wasn't home when they combined the corn and beans at the house so he missed out on them:( Oh well, he isn't quit old enough to understand that he missed out. Next year may be a whole different story! Enjoy the pictures as I try to play catch up! I had no intentions of banning my blog but the busy summer took over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530618638311963122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMC0WVy9OfI/AAAAAAAAA7I/BGGr8pk19zo/s320/100_3367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mention&lt;/span&gt; we got A LOT of rain this spring??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530618636157607778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMC0WNxUX2I/AAAAAAAAA7A/O830QJBqxMs/s320/100_3368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530618629728168802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMC0V10a62I/AAAAAAAAA64/atGR6MoNLBM/s320/100_3371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rocking his baby. He loves his baby, it goes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt; with him!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530616444435479570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCyWo-CvBI/AAAAAAAAA6w/QAedaySNw50/s320/100_3374.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac, Abby and Uncle Chad. Lake Ozark, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530616433153863250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCyV-8S7lI/AAAAAAAAA6g/XaLth5DTwpE/s320/100_3379.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac didn't want anything to do with the swimming pool. He opted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mema's&lt;/span&gt; lap!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530616428091678946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCyVsFYIOI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DEENaOT3pco/s320/100_3381.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530616436869804898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCyWMyPs2I/AAAAAAAAA6o/OOwWgiXBnqY/s320/100_3382.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taking a nap after NOT going swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530616422074487858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCyVVqxFDI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/8mUR5VtFXmY/s320/100_3385.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mommy and Isaac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530614786583375714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCw2I_TL2I/AAAAAAAAA6I/peQ5NUVUZO0/s320/100_3391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Weeeeee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530614773618940978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCw1YsVnDI/AAAAAAAAA54/50YJwiE1sGU/s320/100_3411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530614762790754674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCw0wWsmXI/AAAAAAAAA5w/uVxmQu_HO8U/s320/100_3412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530614758589342498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCw0gtAIyI/AAAAAAAAA5o/dMidozi5Rc4/s320/100_3413.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac loves his dog! They are best friends:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530613211596602130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCvadtMOxI/AAAAAAAAA5g/JjJbYQC0E4g/s320/100_3423.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Louis Zoo, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530613205432472002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCvaGvjEcI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/9QgDygxPxUQ/s320/100_3429.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;St. Louis Zoo, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530613198028544802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCvZrKUGyI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/NePNQ8oPnxw/s320/100_3437.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Posing for a picture. St. Louis Zoo, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530613187149459410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCvZCoib9I/AAAAAAAAA5I/nKRhHkkcllM/s320/100_3455.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;St Louis Zoo,, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530613187349707410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCvZDYR-pI/AAAAAAAAA5A/o4IAEGIhgqs/s320/100_3459.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Riding the tram at Grants Farm, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530611034893645858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCtbw2w-CI/AAAAAAAAA44/hvQ79zdHrKw/s320/100_3467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeding the goats. Grants Farm, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530611033397346610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCtbrSBQTI/AAAAAAAAA4w/arOiMCq2gsk/s320/100_3484.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a blast. Grants Farm, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530611025374656786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCtbNZQuRI/AAAAAAAAA4o/xJHJEbh97sE/s320/100_3510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Oto&lt;/span&gt;, Mo State Fair, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530611017933671922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCtaxrMTfI/AAAAAAAAA4g/NVyrKramqI0/s320/100_3521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac, Molly, Abby. Mo State Fair, 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530611013396623138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCtagxebyI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/XkDavKpJ4a4/s320/100_3519.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby, Molly, and Isaac MO State Fair, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530609077038151810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCrpzRo-II/AAAAAAAAA4Q/bTLe_wWQ_d8/s320/100_3546.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exhausted after a long day at the fair. Waiting for the pig races to start about to fall asleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530609072065686370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCrpgwHK2I/AAAAAAAAA4I/Twedv04UZws/s320/100_3553.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zonked out!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530609068080993330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCrpR6FlDI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ehjQdyKx1VA/s320/100_3554.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Molly's 3rd Birthday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530609061247628994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCro4c4tsI/AAAAAAAAA34/CDVT674tC74/s320/100_3569.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, HARVEST time!! Full load waiting on the semi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530609057142981778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMCropKQxJI/AAAAAAAAA3w/fhjI2kbrHEA/s320/100_3568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Full load!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-7259768915155129306?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7259768915155129306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=7259768915155129306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7259768915155129306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7259768915155129306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/10/long-time-no-postcatch-up-time.html' title='Long Time No Post.....Catch up Time!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/TMC0WVy9OfI/AAAAAAAAA7I/BGGr8pk19zo/s72-c/100_3367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-244300375032984072</id><published>2010-04-14T16:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T16:58:13.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Springtime!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whew, so glad that winter has finally made its departure.  We have been enjoying all this nice sunny dry weather.  I was beginning to think that it was going to rain forever.  With the warmer weather comes playtime outside.  Isaac has enjoyed going out and playing and playing and playing some more.  He is actually starting a little tan, so cute!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101914089551730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YtwxK893I/AAAAAAAAA1w/QkasyYXe4w8/s320/100_3360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isaac digging in the dry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mud&lt;/span&gt; that had dripped off my van in the car port.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YtwX0yktI/AAAAAAAAA1o/WlgFy2ieXqo/s1600/100_3359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101907285709522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YtwX0yktI/AAAAAAAAA1o/WlgFy2ieXqo/s320/100_3359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YtwHlBp-I/AAAAAAAAA1g/3zgRKFvr77c/s1600/100_3358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101902924621794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YtwHlBp-I/AAAAAAAAA1g/3zgRKFvr77c/s320/100_3358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having a good '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; time!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-244300375032984072?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/244300375032984072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=244300375032984072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/244300375032984072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/244300375032984072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/04/springtime.html' title='Springtime!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YtwxK893I/AAAAAAAAA1w/QkasyYXe4w8/s72-c/100_3360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1879890363453348219</id><published>2010-04-14T15:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T16:55:20.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; We had a very blessed Easter.  The weather was perfect.  Isaac and I did have to do a lot of traveling but oh well, it was worth it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101231687751714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YtJDBr2CI/AAAAAAAAA04/MIZCH2ixWwk/s320/100_3341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Isaac Easter Morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101240705618946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YtJkntlAI/AAAAAAAAA1A/k0xkMtKfABU/s320/100_3346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isaac checking out his basket goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YtJ9VRxuI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Ah5LMIJ7lv0/s1600/100_3352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101247339185890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YtJ9VRxuI/AAAAAAAAA1I/Ah5LMIJ7lv0/s320/100_3352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking for the eggs that the Easter Bunny hid.  They were all full of change.....oh my!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101256119482066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YtKeCqdtI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/IyC2bm9SHS4/s320/100_3355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Molly, Abby, and Isaac at Kim's on Easter.  Mom made the 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt; baskets and also the cake.  I sure hope I got her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;talent&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460101264489826786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YtK9OTyeI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/OhcXGt3EnFc/s320/100_3356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dad!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-1879890363453348219?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1879890363453348219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1879890363453348219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1879890363453348219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1879890363453348219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-sunday.html' title='Easter Sunday'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YtJDBr2CI/AAAAAAAAA04/MIZCH2ixWwk/s72-c/100_3341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-5968898806963469212</id><published>2010-04-14T15:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T16:51:29.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Egg Hunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; On the Sunday before Easter we went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Imhoff's&lt;/span&gt; for an Easter Egg hunt.  We even got a surprise visit for the Easter Bunny.  Isaac was a little scared at first but then sure wanted something out of his basket so he decided to give it a try!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460098039137259794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YqPN2VURI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/MQXr02G1n3E/s320/100_3305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isaac getting a treat out of the Easter Bunny's basket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460098048097030626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YqPvOgkeI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/LFsLFoLLS6A/s320/100_3306.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Giving the Easter Bunny a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YqQG1V5pI/AAAAAAAAA0g/VuXslM4R4_o/s1600/100_3311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460098054433924754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YqQG1V5pI/AAAAAAAAA0g/VuXslM4R4_o/s320/100_3311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac thought it was so funny to get the Easter Bunny's tail.  It was the funniest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460098061503655266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YqQhK5bWI/AAAAAAAAA0o/mrLHhWuFreQ/s320/100_3314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Picking up his eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460098066179217698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YqQylo2SI/AAAAAAAAA0w/P4NOK4y1v_M/s320/100_3317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh, I got it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-5968898806963469212?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5968898806963469212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=5968898806963469212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5968898806963469212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5968898806963469212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-egg-hunt.html' title='Easter Egg Hunt'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YqPN2VURI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/MQXr02G1n3E/s72-c/100_3305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-6564638675348308585</id><published>2010-04-14T15:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T16:45:44.861-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying Easter Eggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; The Sunday before Easter we got together to dye easter eggs.  Molly and Isaac lasted about 19 minutes and they went on their merry little way playing with other things.  Abby stuck it out and helped with the whole 3 dozen of regular eggs and 2 dozen of blown eggs.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460097016695484818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YpTs9N8ZI/AAAAAAAAA0I/-hPjDhsE1Vg/s320/100_3302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mom with all 3 grandkids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-6564638675348308585?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6564638675348308585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=6564638675348308585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6564638675348308585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6564638675348308585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/04/dying-easter-eggs.html' title='Dying Easter Eggs'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YpTs9N8ZI/AAAAAAAAA0I/-hPjDhsE1Vg/s72-c/100_3302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-8635542896288601626</id><published>2010-04-14T15:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T16:35:08.912-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I decided to try to get some Easter pictures of Isaac.  With the help from Mom we managed to get some.  Kids sure do make picture taking a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;.  They don't want to sit still, look at the camera, smile or anything.  Oh well, we got enough to get our card made and sent out.  Here are some of my favorites!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096146885944898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YohEqdpkI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/7RtuFj1m56s/s320/100_3272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YpDnGu4lI/AAAAAAAAAz4/8aXuvJ2cInI/s1600/100_3298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096740246872658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YpDnGu4lI/AAAAAAAAAz4/8aXuvJ2cInI/s320/100_3298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8Yoif30K0I/AAAAAAAAAzw/s8MW4Kixez4/s1600/100_3289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096171369573186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8Yoif30K0I/AAAAAAAAAzw/s8MW4Kixez4/s320/100_3289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Handsome little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YoiG_YPdI/AAAAAAAAAzo/gQ95aO74W0g/s1600/100_3284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096164690410962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YoiG_YPdI/AAAAAAAAAzo/gQ95aO74W0g/s320/100_3284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YohlP6uSI/AAAAAAAAAzg/GKyUWTlGKlc/s1600/100_3277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096155632974114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YohlP6uSI/AAAAAAAAAzg/GKyUWTlGKlc/s320/100_3277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YohQdLh_I/AAAAAAAAAzY/NomcX90VhXk/s1600/100_3276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096150051457010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YohQdLh_I/AAAAAAAAAzY/NomcX90VhXk/s320/100_3276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460096743250565730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YpDyS3mmI/AAAAAAAAA0A/ZOJaX7Itpdg/s320/100_3301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cutie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-8635542896288601626?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/8635542896288601626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=8635542896288601626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/8635542896288601626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/8635542896288601626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-pictures.html' title='Easter Pictures'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8YohEqdpkI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/7RtuFj1m56s/s72-c/100_3272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-8544205119206078913</id><published>2010-04-14T15:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T16:30:15.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Retreat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Better late than never.....right!! Well retreat was a BLAST. We had the time of our lives!! Ashley and I got a little late start because I over slept but still made it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Branson&lt;/span&gt; in good time! We were unpacked by 2 and started getting busy. I managed to get 21 pages done through the weekend and was very pleased. I will try to get some pictures of my layouts to share. I was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; about them!! When we headed down it was beautiful, sunny, and warm. When we came home it was cloudy, cold, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;raining&lt;/span&gt;/icing. We made it home safely just wasn't as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pleasant&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460095001681384034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8Yneaca0mI/AAAAAAAAAzI/jZt_vYCI7-Q/s320/100_3260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was our table space. We each had our own table, they were in pods of 4. After looking at the picture I don't know how we found the room on the table to actually work!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-8544205119206078913?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/8544205119206078913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=8544205119206078913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/8544205119206078913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/8544205119206078913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/04/retreat.html' title='Retreat!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8Yneaca0mI/AAAAAAAAAzI/jZt_vYCI7-Q/s72-c/100_3260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3213138639744851050</id><published>2010-03-18T15:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T16:14:56.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost ready to go!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; After a brief scare of the possible flu I have my supplies packed and ready to load. I started not feeling well last night but was just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nauseous&lt;/span&gt;. Then at 11 Isaac decided he need to throw up but he didn't anymore. We had a pretty restless night but slept until 9 this morning. Got to work at 10 and we are both feeling 100% better!! Thanks goodness. I would have been so upset if I would not have been able to go to retreat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S6KUc-U8tvI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/XZ7FSLXIamE/s1600-h/100_3256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450081724559832818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S6KUc-U8tvI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/XZ7FSLXIamE/s320/100_3256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All my goodies for my Secret &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Scrapin&lt;/span&gt;' Sister. It is played kind of like a Secret Santa. Sound be fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450085138654769218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S6KXjs0nMEI/AAAAAAAAAyg/gv8JzIUCtaQ/s320/100_3258.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3213138639744851050?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3213138639744851050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3213138639744851050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3213138639744851050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3213138639744851050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/03/almost-ready-to-go.html' title='Almost ready to go!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S6KUc-U8tvI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/XZ7FSLXIamE/s72-c/100_3256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-4501889065973525963</id><published>2010-03-02T09:34:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T10:07:36.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry guys, this is much over due.  It has been a busy couple of weeks.  Isaac and I had a wonderful valentine's day.  We were busy in the kitchen cooking and making all kinds of goodies.  We spent the morning baking sugar cookies, and I iced them all while he was napping.  Also while napping I dipped 3 dozed of strawberries, oh boy where they good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444061168522162738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S40wyfVC8jI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/0TBYjRaJFc8/s320/100_3212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The beautiful jar of sugar cookies full and ready to eat....yummy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444061168878256178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S40wygp8gDI/AAAAAAAAAxY/GFErr_HjTvM/s320/100_3231.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The 3 dozen of delicious dipped strawberries.  Did I mention that they were great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444061181411308674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S40wzPWDtII/AAAAAAAAAxg/BtzpPWntBJc/s320/100_3221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isaac opening his Valentines from Mommy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S40w0N1_HuI/AAAAAAAAAxw/6A4t7pHFawM/s1600-h/100_3223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444061198188224226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S40w0N1_HuI/AAAAAAAAAxw/6A4t7pHFawM/s320/100_3223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loving his stuffed dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S40wzr6P7RI/AAAAAAAAAxo/xIyU1hY2PIk/s1600-h/100_3222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444061189079297298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S40wzr6P7RI/AAAAAAAAAxo/xIyU1hY2PIk/s320/100_3222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh wow, a hot wheels monster truck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444066004436726258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S401L-g7MfI/AAAAAAAAAx4/WsH3Ti8VlEg/s320/100_3225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isaac with all his Valentine goodies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444066013416640498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S401Mf95z_I/AAAAAAAAAyA/4FjAkeCxZ94/s320/100_3238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Abby, Molly, and Isaac at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mema&lt;/span&gt; and Papa with the Valentine cake.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444066015535585842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S401Mn3GWjI/AAAAAAAAAyI/RGIc9cxPdvY/s320/100_3241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and my little valentine!!  Love you sweet boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-4501889065973525963?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4501889065973525963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=4501889065973525963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4501889065973525963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4501889065973525963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/03/valentine-post.html' title='Valentine Post'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S40wyfVC8jI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/0TBYjRaJFc8/s72-c/100_3212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-988617558596242492</id><published>2010-02-12T16:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T16:59:18.235-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What can I say, I have been busy, well maybe very busy. I am officially caught up on everything that has been going on in our little lives.&lt;br /&gt;Birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Party&lt;/span&gt; - check&lt;br /&gt;Birthday - check&lt;br /&gt;Christmas - check&lt;br /&gt;New Years - check&lt;br /&gt;My Birthday - check&lt;br /&gt;SNOW, SNOW, and more SNOW - check, check, check.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back and adding pictures made all the fun memories flooding back. It is amazing how fast you can forget things. Thank goodness for pictures. I take plenty of them. I am in the process of getting my pictures organized and in date order and oh my, there is a lot. I am going to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; retreat in March and can not wait. I looking forward to meeting other people that share the same love for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; and then obviously getting a lot of work done!! I am sure we will be doing some shopping also. Can't wait to share our experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else too much going on. The rest of my family is doing good. We had a little scare about a week ago with Dad he had abnormal blood work but everything has came back normal since then. Praise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to check back as I am hoping to blog a little more often. I am also hoping to add a few extras to my blog layout so stay tuned. Thanks for reading!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha, just realized this is my 100th post....woohoo!  Here is to 100 more!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-988617558596242492?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/988617558596242492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=988617558596242492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/988617558596242492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/988617558596242492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-can-i-say-i-have-been-busy-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-7006293294241333110</id><published>2010-02-12T16:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T16:31:56.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After we get home from Church Isaac never wants to change out of his church clothes.  He hates to change his clothes or try new clothes on.  So he played for the longest time in his good clothes.  He was being so cute I couldn't help but to take a few pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XWBvO_R3I/AAAAAAAAAw4/26ppMF5mbxc/s1600-h/100_3207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437487450467288946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XWBvO_R3I/AAAAAAAAAw4/26ppMF5mbxc/s320/100_3207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XWBdhl7pI/AAAAAAAAAww/afAUTyLxgdY/s1600-h/100_3204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437487445713481362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XWBdhl7pI/AAAAAAAAAww/afAUTyLxgdY/s320/100_3204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XWAr0lXDI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Giq9_eneSeo/s1600-h/100_3202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437487432371362866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XWAr0lXDI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Giq9_eneSeo/s320/100_3202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XWAa-lDEI/AAAAAAAAAwg/aks59laFzio/s1600-h/100_3200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437487427849882690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XWAa-lDEI/AAAAAAAAAwg/aks59laFzio/s320/100_3200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little picture perfect boy, I sure hope he keeps those beautiful blue eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-7006293294241333110?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7006293294241333110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=7006293294241333110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7006293294241333110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7006293294241333110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XWBvO_R3I/AAAAAAAAAw4/26ppMF5mbxc/s72-c/100_3207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3534599809737389097</id><published>2010-02-12T16:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T16:26:36.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Birthday/Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I turned another year old, on the 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of January....oh my. As I am nearing 30 I am beginning to feel a little old. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437485257137222610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XUCEcWc9I/AAAAAAAAAwA/iT-ZLiCiq10/s320/100_3184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The 3 most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; people in my life.  **Check out that delicious looking cake, just for the record it was as good as it looks!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437485263816190418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XUCdUvadI/AAAAAAAAAwI/l9pj2iLwTpc/s320/100_3190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isaac and Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437485276715189426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XUDNYGhLI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/rWROUDl8DGw/s320/100_3193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom, Me, and Isaac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**********************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt; that I was doing something different with my hair.  It was going to get cut.  I was very nervous, just not knowing how is was going to turn out.  We I sure wish I would have done it a lot sooner.  I am still getting used to it, but I like it.  This picture was the day after it got cut.  I looks different now but you get the idea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437485282189659410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XUDhxUTRI/AAAAAAAAAwY/pQQNkY3WDo8/s320/100_3196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mommy and her little monkey!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3534599809737389097?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3534599809737389097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3534599809737389097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3534599809737389097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3534599809737389097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-birthdayhair-cut.html' title='My Birthday/Hair Cut'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XUCEcWc9I/AAAAAAAAAwA/iT-ZLiCiq10/s72-c/100_3184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3119098311410648007</id><published>2010-02-12T15:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T16:15:59.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; This was the 1st Christmas Morning that Isaac and I had in our own house.  It was a lot of fun and we will continue to have lots of memories.  Mom and Dad came over to watch Isaac open presents.  I had to end up waking Isaac up at 9 that morning.  I don't think he has EVER slept that late.  Doesn't he know that Santa comes on Christmas Eve and he needs to be really excited and wake up early.....guess not.  Anyways, he was kind of out of it, and wasn't too excited about anything at first.  Then he opened every present and then wanted that toy opened so he could play with it.  He took forever, but enjoyed it!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437480763105583506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XP8e3toZI/AAAAAAAAAvY/vKDVuFtEaZs/s320/100_3152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Santa brought the inch worm and also a baby doll.  He loves to jump around the house on his inch worm and his baby doesn't get very far away.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437480764512677666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XP8kHMLyI/AAAAAAAAAvg/qVBCUHdQmXE/s320/100_3156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cheese, am pretty sure he is "hiding" something behind his back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XP9aQjARI/AAAAAAAAAvo/-owN6Xk9wS4/s1600-h/100_3158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437480779047436562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XP9aQjARI/AAAAAAAAAvo/-owN6Xk9wS4/s320/100_3158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh my, is that a tractor???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437480787998796850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XP97mt7DI/AAAAAAAAAvw/ACElQyyRaeg/s320/100_3159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Huh, it sure is.  He was so excited, he didn't want anything else after that.  Thank goodness &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PaPa&lt;/span&gt; was there to get it out of the box.  He has played with this thing more than anything else.  It says it is built sandbox &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tough &lt;/span&gt;so I sure can't wait until we can go outside and dig in the sand.....guess I better start on getting that sand box done!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437480794615058114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XP-UQKDsI/AAAAAAAAAv4/ObdwVDXEjy8/s320/100_3160.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isaac with all his Christmas presents.  Looking back at these pictures, it makes me wonder where I found space for all this stuff, but we did!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3119098311410648007?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3119098311410648007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3119098311410648007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3119098311410648007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3119098311410648007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/02/christmas-morning.html' title='Christmas Morning'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XP8e3toZI/AAAAAAAAAvY/vKDVuFtEaZs/s72-c/100_3152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-6816792509548330862</id><published>2010-02-12T14:37:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T15:58:19.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Christmas Pictures/Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here comes Santa....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XMUROJkDI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/5h_C_XsdQPE/s1600-h/100_2981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437476773711941682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XMUROJkDI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/5h_C_XsdQPE/s320/100_2981.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ......well, Isaac decided it would be better to hide from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XLFA0LEJI/AAAAAAAAAvI/e2zCc1ZDASA/s1600-h/100_2982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437475412098355346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XLFA0LEJI/AAAAAAAAAvI/e2zCc1ZDASA/s320/100_2982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .....oh my he is just right around that corner, I know he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XLEu435CI/AAAAAAAAAvA/qoxrERnpjiA/s1600-h/100_2995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437475407286232098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XLEu435CI/AAAAAAAAAvA/qoxrERnpjiA/s320/100_2995.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He finally got brave enough and gave it a shot, just wouldn't give me a smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XLEDvIClI/AAAAAAAAAu4/kSYrouYjB0E/s1600-h/100_2999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437475395702622802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XLEDvIClI/AAAAAAAAAu4/kSYrouYjB0E/s320/100_2999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All 3 of the kids hanging with Santa.  That is the best picture we got of Molly.  She was not in the least bit excited to see Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XLDkT0dFI/AAAAAAAAAuw/1f7zBAe_zDM/s1600-h/100_3004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437475387266593874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XLDkT0dFI/AAAAAAAAAuw/1f7zBAe_zDM/s320/100_3004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Molly and Abby telling their wish lists.....well maybe just Abby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XLDJBWz4I/AAAAAAAAAuo/fJ19XOf9Z5Q/s1600-h/100_3006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437475379941396354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XLDJBWz4I/AAAAAAAAAuo/fJ19XOf9Z5Q/s320/100_3006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think for the 1st year ever Abby was not scared to sit on Santa's lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just some radom pictures I took of Isaac around Chirstmas time. Santa came to Blackwater too, so we went and paid him a visit. He was too scared of Santa just didn't like sitting on his lap. He woudl much rather just give him a five and run off!! Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437459851887212434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3W87Sgvd5I/AAAAAAAAAto/__5hi2HW70Y/s320/100_3011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437470577702711282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XGrnSbr_I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/803M5DG9SY4/s320/100_3011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437470587190679026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XGsKoilfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/LkmimnllrBY/s320/100_3016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ha, he looks scared, I think he was getting ready to bolt away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437459880063300050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3W887eccdI/AAAAAAAAAuA/U0GRukDZH8E/s320/100_3023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course he won't look at the camera....!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437459865340352274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3W88EoOFxI/AAAAAAAAAt4/8Q4aHAhc8RQ/s320/100_3018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437470595850784706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XGsq5RT8I/AAAAAAAAAug/eAIxzkEy_WA/s320/100_3021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It is very hard to take a self portrait with a wiggly child in your lap!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-6816792509548330862?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6816792509548330862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=6816792509548330862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6816792509548330862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6816792509548330862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-christmas-picturessanta.html' title='Random Christmas Pictures/Santa'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3XMUROJkDI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/5h_C_XsdQPE/s72-c/100_2981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-7798945136341382335</id><published>2010-02-12T13:46:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T14:37:04.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Wow, where has the time gone.  Back on the 21st of December we celebrated Isaac's birthday.  So hard to believe that my baby boy is 2.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Growing&lt;/span&gt; so much and always keeping busy.  He is talking up a storm and really getting his very own personality.  He is the highlight of my day, always welcoming me home from work with a smile and big hug.  Happy Birthday sweet baby boy, Mommy loves you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437446807689485010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3WxEBFp2tI/AAAAAAAAAsg/7hbnaV66v7g/s320/100_3110.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eating some left over Elmo cake.  He thought the flame on the candle was funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437446818312066930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3WxEoqRl3I/AAAAAAAAAso/uG_PBuyt7DQ/s320/100_3123.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Opening presents from Mommy.  Abby still not fair away to help out if need be.  A big Elmo book, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt; fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3WxE2a52uI/AAAAAAAAAsw/A1Alwo47jN0/s1600-h/100_3125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437446822005693154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3WxE2a52uI/AAAAAAAAAsw/A1Alwo47jN0/s320/100_3125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ah, yes, his favorite thing, a stick horse.  He was so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437446831413147378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3WxFZd0NvI/AAAAAAAAAs4/bzx_YbNulF4/s320/100_3126.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Giving it a quick try before back to see what else he got.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437448027866890274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3WyLCmngCI/AAAAAAAAAtI/BmXiDWKgpxI/s320/100_3132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Peek-A-Boo Elmo says, can you see his eyes sticking out the top of the wrapping paper??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437448037180983010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3WyLlTRRuI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/NcnGje4YeDs/s320/100_3133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh say it isn't so, it is Elmo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437448047154424994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3WyMKdH7KI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Q_FCkHDudOc/s320/100_3134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Okay, now who is going to get this out for me??  Uncle, please, can you get it out?  Of, course Uncle got him out.  (note to self, Elmo is kind of loud and annoying....but oh well Isaac likes playing with him!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437446839961044146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3WxF5TyxLI/AAAAAAAAAtA/KeSnapxty1Q/s320/100_3147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Elmo even came to Isaac Birthday.  He really wasn't that into standing by him.  Abby helped to bribe him but he was too excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437448056085325570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3WyMruapwI/AAAAAAAAAtg/QDP0q0Lv-m8/s320/100_3139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Isaac with all his Birthday presents.  I think he needed a few more, oops!!  Oh well, he has enjoyed playing with all of them.  Notice the pig with piglets.....Isaac's great Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bonen&lt;/span&gt; made that and gave it to cousin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Troy&lt;/span&gt; some years ago and they gave it to Isaac to enjoy.  It is so cute, the piglets snap on to the Momma to eat.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;******************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just a little update on how big Isaac is.  At his 2 year checkup he came in at 36 pounds and 37 3/4 inches tall.  If you double that height he will approximatly be 6'3" full grown give or take a few.  Oh my goodness he is definatly going to be a BIG BOY!  He is currently wearing size 10 shoe and is fully in 3T clothes some 4T.  He has made the transition to a twin size bed, no more baby bed.  It was sadder for Mommy than him.  He did very well, sleeps in it like a champ!!  Has absolutly NO interest in potty training, I guess he will be ready some day...!!    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-7798945136341382335?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7798945136341382335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=7798945136341382335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7798945136341382335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7798945136341382335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/02/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S3WxEBFp2tI/AAAAAAAAAsg/7hbnaV66v7g/s72-c/100_3110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1433304103623161342</id><published>2010-02-06T20:15:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:10:47.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isaac had a wonderful Birthday Pary.  He was so excited to be in the center of attenstion.  He wasn't too sure about the whole opening presents thing but Abby was close at hand to help out.  Unfortunatly Molly wasn't able to join us because she was sick running a fever.  So she had to stay home with her Daddy.  Isaac got lots of new toys and had really enjoyed playing with them.  We were finally able to get rid of some of the "baby" toys that he was out growing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435322995817673138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S24ld5U5cbI/AAAAAAAAArg/-IZBxkgtTZk/s320/isaac+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abby close by the help out in any way possible!!  She is quit the trooper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435323008242593890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S24lennOsGI/AAAAAAAAArw/u_uLyEWi6U0/s320/isaac+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Really getting into opening presents.  He is looking at the coolest book ever, it is a scanimation book called Waddle.  When you move each page the picture goes into motion.  Way cooler than how I am explaining it.  Check it out &lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51IOkeyaUQL._SL500_.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435322999411339186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S24leGtsb7I/AAAAAAAAAro/ix9XcMM8Res/s320/isaac+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435323018722718898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S24lfOp4tLI/AAAAAAAAAr4/4GutxXRzL7E/s320/isaac+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His Elmo birthday shirt that Mema made for him.  Elmo is proudly sporting the number 2.  Isaac always wants to wear "my elmo" shirt!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435324701377458146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S24nBLCCb-I/AAAAAAAAAsI/Q17JWb3Lw4M/s320/isaac+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Giving his best shot at riding his tricyle.  PaPa and MeMa got it for him.  He was so excited he couldn't hardly handle it.  Look how serious he is in the pciture.  It is still a little big for him but I think by this summer he will be able to pedal it.  He already has it figured out, just can't quit touch the pedals.   I am sure that tricyle will make plenty of round around the driveway!!!  Can't wait for some spring like weather!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435324702734109842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S24nBQFfTJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/0klJ6Olg4LI/s320/isaac+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isaac posing with his Elmo cake.  It didn't turn out too bad considering it was my first one.  I will defantly never make a cake decorator!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435324708612232946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S24nBl-8VvI/AAAAAAAAAsY/smjCvEQ3Zcw/s320/isaac+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Actually caught Isaac blowing out his candle.  I bet I couldn't do that again!!  More pictures to come from his actual birthday, Christmas, and other fun happenings in our 'lil family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-1433304103623161342?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1433304103623161342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1433304103623161342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1433304103623161342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1433304103623161342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/02/birthday-party.html' title='Birthday Party'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S24ld5U5cbI/AAAAAAAAArg/-IZBxkgtTZk/s72-c/isaac+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-752464529291099055</id><published>2010-01-22T10:03:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T11:17:24.624-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip Down Memory Lane...Isaac's 1st Year of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; As I sit here, it is so hard to beleive that my little boy is 2. Where have those 2 years gone? They are still so visible and the memories will last a lifetime. My precious "big" baby boy is growing bigger and taller everyday, I don't think he has slowed down one bit!! Hope you enjoy the trip down memory lane as much as I enjoyed looking at the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429596542699185426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nNSdFGJRI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pH-bywnfonw/s320/100_0715.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Hours old. (don't pay any attention to the date on the camera, I realized after taking a whole bunch of pictures that day that the camera had the wrong date. I am sure that will confuse some people much later in life!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429596547553804114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nNSvKhv1I/AAAAAAAAAog/OT51esYFSXU/s320/100_0717.jpg" border="0" /&gt; About 12 hours old. He was so long that his head touched the top of the crib thing and his feet when stretched out touched the bottom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429596553520423650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nNTFZFIuI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Dhr5qDLk60M/s320/100_0731.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 2 Days old. Waiting to get released to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429596557559723826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nNTUcH9zI/AAAAAAAAAow/lbw9LZuoEbQ/s320/100_0732.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 2 Day old. About ready to make the trip home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429596567435888610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nNT5OyR-I/AAAAAAAAAo4/7WTMid6OHmA/s320/100_0755.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Week old. This is one of my favorite pictures of Isaac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429601469973672482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nRxQm4MiI/AAAAAAAAApA/fp9D2Q6zGH4/s320/100_0837.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 1 Month old, with PaPa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429601479806204834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nRx1PIu6I/AAAAAAAAApI/QfZWWR0YWpY/s320/100_0857.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Month, Abby put him to sleep. She was VERY excited at her accomplishment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429601485282122546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nRyJosmzI/AAAAAAAAApQ/CmNFdcoZTfs/s320/100_0992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;2 Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429601494511857266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nRysBPLnI/AAAAAAAAApY/VNW4EIxiOjM/s320/100_1022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;3 Months &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429601502152960178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nRzIfBKLI/AAAAAAAAApg/EVRQ2tyWPaM/s320/100_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;3 Months &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429602569068493762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nSxPDgO8I/AAAAAAAAApo/23wx0zQm2TU/s320/100_1140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;4 Months, loving his cereal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nSxcTVHqI/AAAAAAAAApw/8L7no0buHCU/s1600-h/100_1142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429602572624535202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nSxcTVHqI/AAAAAAAAApw/8L7no0buHCU/s320/100_1142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4 Months, GO T-I-G-E-R-S!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429612584197271938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nb4MURsYI/AAAAAAAAArY/XJ-u5wQ2dPg/s320/100_1241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;5 Months&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429602580549819506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nSx503XHI/AAAAAAAAAp4/ZWiwOCHRVCs/s320/100_1293.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6 Months, enjoyed swimming for the 1st time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429602584507161986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nSyIkXnYI/AAAAAAAAAqA/eriu2pGz27s/s320/100_1393.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 7 Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429602594130085058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nSysapxMI/AAAAAAAAAqI/RKi2IrAdPFU/s320/100_1440.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 8 Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429603793974804530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nT4iL7QDI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/6W1aeNhA6yY/s320/100_1594.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9 Months, curly top!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429606738377618626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nWj68QtMI/AAAAAAAAArQ/9m34lQB7JIo/s320/100_1671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;10 Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429603807928281410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nT5WKsaUI/AAAAAAAAAqg/GOJP53mJcxk/s320/100_1682.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 10 Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429603817567738578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nT56E62tI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Gd4Bi0g1njA/s320/100_1685.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 Months, but-scooting all around!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429603822160452082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nT6LL6GfI/AAAAAAAAAqw/blybo0RZKqA/s320/100_1694.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 Months, pulling up like a big boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429604749064738610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nUwILHFzI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Gh53px_zAO8/s320/100_1782.jpg" border="0" /&gt; 11 Months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429604757746200706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nUwog7sII/AAAAAAAAArA/HP6ALyRDGYk/s320/100_1911.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12 Months, Happy 1st Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429604760440856610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nUwyjY4CI/AAAAAAAAArI/j0KmDVVFy10/s320/100_1984.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My 2nd Christmas, (really the 1st one that he remembers since he was only 4 days on on his 1st Christmas.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned for many more pictures to come.  I have a lot of updating to do.  There are some pretty exciting events going on in the next couple of months.  Can't wait to share!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-752464529291099055?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/752464529291099055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=752464529291099055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/752464529291099055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/752464529291099055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2010/01/trip-down-memory-laneisaacs-1st-year-of.html' title='Trip Down Memory Lane...Isaac&apos;s 1st Year of Life'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S1nNSdFGJRI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pH-bywnfonw/s72-c/100_0715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-4604006731963052988</id><published>2009-12-30T14:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:53:26.659-06:00</updated><title type='text'>............!!</title><content type='html'>Wow, where has the year 2009 went.  So hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that 2010 is just right around the corner.  Looking back I have so much to be thankful for.  It has been a very eventful year full of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt;, sadness, hurt, anxious, happy and everything in between.  I hope everyone can take the time out of their busy schedules and think about the passing year.  None of us know when our time is over, live each day to the fullest.  Don't let the small things get you down, just pass them over and move on to bigger and better things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many pictures of post of my sweet babies birthday party and Christmas.  Hopefully with the day off on Friday I will be able to get those done.  We had a WONDERFUL Christmas....white and all.  Isaac had tons of fun opening presents but then wanted to play with each one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt;.  Things are still in boxes as we have not had time to get everything out.  My goal is to do that this evening.  I don't think he will have any trouble having new things to play with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take this time to wish each and every one of you reading this (family, friends, and even those blog stalkers) a HAPPY NEW YEAR!!  May the new year be bright and wonderful as we make our way into 2010.  (Is it just me, or is it hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; it has been 10 years since Y2K)  Wow, I remember that like it was yesterday:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-4604006731963052988?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4604006731963052988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=4604006731963052988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4604006731963052988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4604006731963052988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='............!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-8106200250300083945</id><published>2009-12-09T13:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:42:38.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Compute GiveAway</title><content type='html'>Folks, go check out MckMama (that's right, Stellans Momma) &lt;a href="http://www.mckmama.com/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and read about the computer that she has to giveaway.  Pretty cool deal...wish me luck, I could only wish!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-8106200250300083945?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/8106200250300083945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=8106200250300083945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/8106200250300083945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/8106200250300083945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/12/compute-giveaway.html' title='Compute GiveAway'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3880639076128464864</id><published>2009-12-01T15:07:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:30:01.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though getting pictures of 3 kiddos is quit the challenge we did get some pretty good ones.  So hard to believe that this will be Isaac's 3rd Christmas.  I am really looking forward to the holiday season and starting some special traditions with my little boy!  Hope you enjoy the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410380087434652978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SxWIBitjrTI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/s0CCoe4_pQo/s320/Isaac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Handsome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SxWIBHoUFiI/AAAAAAAAAoI/WZ_KuQjFihc/s1600/Isaac1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410380080164902434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SxWIBHoUFiI/AAAAAAAAAoI/WZ_KuQjFihc/s320/Isaac1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SxWIAtDvJRI/AAAAAAAAAoA/za-oiAzJrMs/s1600/All+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410380073032164626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SxWIAtDvJRI/AAAAAAAAAoA/za-oiAzJrMs/s320/All+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh yes, all 3.  The only "good" picture we got of all 3 kids in their church clothes.  Thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MeMa&lt;/span&gt; for making their outfits.  We think they are extra special!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410377552031121746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SxWFt9mQAVI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/zsaosorwFQ8/s320/Girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby and Molly showing off their matching dresses.  Thanks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MeMa&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410377553934692066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SxWFuEsGLuI/AAAAAAAAAnY/mgXWpJcecIY/s320/Isaac2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Not knowing what to think about the sled.  Not really wanting to smile at the camera either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410377559267026050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SxWFuYjbJII/AAAAAAAAAng/DJRuMO296-g/s320/Babies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVE IT!!!  Isaac checking something else out, Molly wishing he would get with the program!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SxWFuj3ryUI/AAAAAAAAAno/mNrb1XfFIqw/s1600/Girls1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410377562304792898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SxWFuj3ryUI/AAAAAAAAAno/mNrb1XfFIqw/s320/Girls1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby and Molly getting ready for a sleigh ride together.  Showing sisterly love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410380064382939202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SxWIAM1mcEI/AAAAAAAAAn4/WmyxWszvdbM/s320/All+31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In their matching shirts, thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kohls&lt;/span&gt;.  Kim was able to get Abby's in the store and ordered Molly and Isaac's online.  Love Isaac's pose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410377568189099778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SxWFu5ynLwI/AAAAAAAAAnw/99bTJfYx1vw/s320/All+32.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Time for bed.  This was the ONLY picture we got with their Christmas PJ's.  The kids were done for by this point.  It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt; to get this one picture with them all looking down at the book.  What is so hard about sitting still and smiling, if it were only that simple.  After this picture we loaded the kids up in the car and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;MeMa&lt;/span&gt; took them home.  Kim and I were able to pick our pictures out in peace and quiet, thank goodness!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3880639076128464864?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3880639076128464864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3880639076128464864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3880639076128464864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3880639076128464864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-pictures.html' title='Christmas Pictures'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SxWIBitjrTI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/s0CCoe4_pQo/s72-c/Isaac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-4647955450611719545</id><published>2009-11-19T14:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:40:11.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes, that time of the year!!</title><content type='html'>As you have noticed I have changed my background to reflect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; best time of the year, Christmas.  I am so looking forward to Christmas this year.  This will be Isaac and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I's&lt;/span&gt; first actually Christmas together in our own home!  I can't wait &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; next week to get all our Christmas stuff our and up.  I am hoping he will enjoy it as much as I!!  I am planning on getting the outside lights up this weekend.  It is supposed to be warmer and no rain!  What a better time to do it?  So, looks like I better get busy posting some updated pictures.  Maybe some pictures of our holiday progress.  We wish each and everyone a Happy and Healthy Thanksgiving.  Don't eat too much turkey...yum!!!!!!!  God Bless:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-4647955450611719545?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4647955450611719545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=4647955450611719545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4647955450611719545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4647955450611719545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-yes-that-time-of-year.html' title='Oh yes, that time of the year!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3569461849682704544</id><published>2009-11-19T14:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:37:19.221-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE: Home Run Baby</title><content type='html'>Go on and jump over to baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stellna's&lt;/span&gt; blog and read all about his Home Run.  After nearly dieing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Stellans&lt;/span&gt; doctors had to perform an emergency &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ablation&lt;/span&gt; (a day sooner that planned) to try to kill the extra value.  It was a very risky serious surgery.  So many things could have happened such as pacemaker dependent for the rest of his life or death.  I am doing the story no justice but it was a true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt;.  The procedure was a complete success and there was no other damage done and they tried 2 days later to put him into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SVT&lt;/span&gt; and it DIDN'T work!!!  So they officially hit a home run and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Stellan&lt;/span&gt; is now home and a healthy little boy with NO MORE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SVT&lt;/span&gt;!!  Still go to his sight and read all about him and him awesome family!  They are sure great people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3569461849682704544?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3569461849682704544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3569461849682704544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3569461849682704544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3569461849682704544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/11/update-home-run-baby.html' title='UPDATE: Home Run Baby'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-462606371655438166</id><published>2009-10-29T11:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T11:17:27.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stellan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stellan&lt;/span&gt; is VERY sick and is in need of lots of prayers.  Please include &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Stellan&lt;/span&gt; and all the sick children in your prayers.  If you feel led, please click on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Stellan's&lt;/span&gt; button and read his story.  It is quit lengthy but well worth the time it takes to read it.  Good Bless Everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-462606371655438166?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/462606371655438166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=462606371655438166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/462606371655438166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/462606371655438166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/10/stellan.html' title='Stellan'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-5255501809441702237</id><published>2009-10-09T12:14:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T15:06:05.329-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nowlins Corn Maze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last Sunday the weather was beautiful so we decided to make our trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nowlin's&lt;/span&gt; Corn Maze. The maze was a lot of fun. We pushed Isaac and Molly in strollers and Abby walked and picked up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;fallen&lt;/span&gt; corn!! Kim and I were tired after finally reaching the exit. There was plenty of room to push the strollers but it was kind of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt; too!!! I took the opportunity to get some pictures and I think I went a little over board. All the kids had their "Halloween" outfits on but before we left home Molly decided to get into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Vaseline&lt;/span&gt; and lets just say, she had it ALL over her. She had to have an outfit change so she didn't match but still cute anyway. Isaac's shirt says "Mummy says I'm sweeter than this candy". Can't read it in any of the pictures, but thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mema&lt;/span&gt; we think it is pretty cute!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390653034682863506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9yX8enT5I/AAAAAAAAAiI/2vB-O6vbUFo/s320/100_2808.jpg" border="0" /&gt; After we exited the corn maze we made our first stop for some pictures. Probably the best ones. After this the two little ones figured out they could jump up and run away....ugh:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390653046221282274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9yYndlm-I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/qgsyH5EpSSA/s320/100_2809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something else much more interesting than Mommy/Auntie to look at apparently!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390653058444182610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9yZU_wRFI/AAAAAAAAAiY/tR85qTJ-Mps/s320/100_2810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of course everyone looking except Isaac decides to show me his gourd that he found...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390653066689630162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9yZztnz9I/AAAAAAAAAig/-w8purm5wnA/s320/100_2811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sit down Isaac, please!!! He had other thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390653078605049106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9yagGerRI/AAAAAAAAAio/-EZ7lc-xBNI/s320/100_2812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something else much more interesting. I think they could hear the other kids going through the maze. We were right beside it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390666440295169346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9-kQRpvUI/AAAAAAAAAiw/3qlCQBR0bcI/s320/100_2813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Miss Molly, being so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Innocent&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390666456556916626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9-lM2wT5I/AAAAAAAAAi4/ACj3sslSDNk/s320/100_2815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac is such a lover. He loves to give kisses....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390666472590079826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9-mIlW91I/AAAAAAAAAjA/OLmwC7V4wTc/s320/100_2816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, one wasn't enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390666485982046610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9-m6eQKZI/AAAAAAAAAjI/yrMmMVyfc6k/s320/100_2817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aw, yes, and a kiss from Abby too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390671588336823266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-DP6Oba-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/M-X5b02rYrM/s320/100_2848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As we were walking up the hill to the corn pit we decided this was the perfect place to take another picture with all 3 kids. Guess what, Abby say so nicely the whole time while the other 2 ran around like wild horses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390671564617541170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-DOh3T5jI/AAAAAAAAAk4/nN70xMtNYoQ/s320/100_2847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kim told the babies to pick up a pumpkin and bring it to her. (Her logic was that they were way to heavy for them to pick up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; all the pumpkins there were pretty good size) Molly is trying her hardest to pick that pumpkin up. Isaac is trying to figure out which one he could pick up. But the funniest thing is that Isaac did pick up a BIG pumpkin and brought it to Kim and then looked at her all crazy when she started laughing and put it back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-FteypWRI/AAAAAAAAAlY/9raEs49slRk/s1600-h/100_2862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390674295391869202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-FteypWRI/AAAAAAAAAlY/9raEs49slRk/s320/100_2862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids favorite part, the corn pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-FsmjY6dI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/TuXlt8Ln5qI/s1600-h/100_2860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390674280295492050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-FsmjY6dI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/TuXlt8Ln5qI/s320/100_2860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-DQuI5fXI/AAAAAAAAAlI/xvdDar_O0Xc/s1600-h/100_2853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390671602272271730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-DQuI5fXI/AAAAAAAAAlI/xvdDar_O0Xc/s320/100_2853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Where is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; legs????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390674315728226402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-FuqjNiGI/AAAAAAAAAlo/d_6wJ_ibJc0/s320/100_2872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Enjoying the hay ride. He wasn't too sure at first but then loved it and didn't want to get off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390674305474272194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-FuEWem8I/AAAAAAAAAlg/TxV4qL65JGA/s320/100_2864.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sporting his pumpkin that Laurie painted on his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-DNLRpnTI/AAAAAAAAAko/XklbYTjVFbI/s1600-h/100_2838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390671541374131506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-DNLRpnTI/AAAAAAAAAko/XklbYTjVFbI/s320/100_2838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Speaks for it self!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390671552967339698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-DN2dr7rI/AAAAAAAAAkw/icW1vV8HIRw/s320/100_2839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-Brhg9GSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/ikF_JcQ8MvM/s1600-h/100_2837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390669863716722978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-Brhg9GSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/ikF_JcQ8MvM/s320/100_2837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390668183733488594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-AJvFvS9I/AAAAAAAAAjY/xkh9GzvVDOY/s320/100_2822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac was scared of the scarecrow. Kim was trying to get him up there but he had many different thoughts. Lay on the ground and cry, just didn't capture it on a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390668195153777090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-AKZojEcI/AAAAAAAAAjg/RRu2ZkbmbzY/s320/100_2825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt;, sisters....too sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390666501039921058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9-nykVF6I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/7k6D2UKZdZA/s320/100_2819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretty Abby, so hard to believe that she is already 5. Where does the time go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390668234991574306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-AMuCnnSI/AAAAAAAAAj4/8mtesrq0idY/s320/100_2829.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Isaac finally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; it was okay but he wasn't getting any closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390668222530120242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-AL_nk6jI/AAAAAAAAAjw/fkh3aI_tPGU/s320/100_2828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390668212717785554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-ALbEIkdI/AAAAAAAAAjo/QaH8P5UIa0k/s320/100_2827.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-Bq9OOjOI/AAAAAAAAAkY/s89XghRWID0/s1600-h/100_2836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390669853974498530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-Bq9OOjOI/AAAAAAAAAkY/s89XghRWID0/s320/100_2836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, okay maybe I will sit up here only to play peek-a-boo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-BqMzKL4I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/getomJ3gkks/s1600-h/100_2835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390669840976064386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-BqMzKL4I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/getomJ3gkks/s320/100_2835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-BpXAi_cI/AAAAAAAAAkI/8vXhjCFjia4/s1600-h/100_2834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390669826536701378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-BpXAi_cI/AAAAAAAAAkI/8vXhjCFjia4/s320/100_2834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey, where did ya go Auntie??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390674326924024418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-FvUQf2mI/AAAAAAAAAlw/fkpc45JJFiI/s320/100_2879.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Abby, the little pumpkin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390675706296963730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-G_m0okpI/AAAAAAAAAmA/qnS4mzGKFqU/s320/100_2882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoying the hay pile. It was a lot of fun. Isaac climbed on top of the big bales and then slid into the pile. He loved it, something he could do all by himself! Made his very proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390675723436669666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-HAmrDuuI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Oc4d0N_VuoU/s320/100_2886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Molly trying to climb up. Poor thing is so stiff like her Daddy that she couldn't quit make it so we helped her so she could get into some of the fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390675740423994594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-HBl9JvOI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/InVdaBf9VcM/s320/100_2887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ready...set...slide! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wheee&lt;/span&gt;:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390675751723391842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-HCQDI22I/AAAAAAAAAmY/vI6VHOnFAKg/s320/100_2888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Plop, wow, that was fun, lets do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390677643768439330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-IwYd1IiI/AAAAAAAAAmg/zhcGeBm0cx4/s320/100_2889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Molly thought she was WAY to girlie to get that dirty. She liked it on top where she was safe and clean! She did finally slide down and liked it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390675692123284162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-G-yBXYsI/AAAAAAAAAl4/RqSqoS9HzY4/s320/100_2880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Time to call it a a day. Loading up the car and Isaac decides he wants to go back up the hill to the corn pit....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; what, he wasn't happy when I chased him down and put him in the car. Poor thing, just wanted to play a little bit longer. He was fast asleep within 5 minutes of being back in the car though!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We hope that everyone has a wonderful fall and safe Halloween. It is kind of hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that this time of year is already upon us. Before I know it, it will be Isaac's 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Birthday and then Christmas........! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-5255501809441702237?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5255501809441702237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=5255501809441702237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5255501809441702237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5255501809441702237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/10/nowlins-corn-maze.html' title='Nowlins Corn Maze'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9yX8enT5I/AAAAAAAAAiI/2vB-O6vbUFo/s72-c/100_2808.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-8888312485525284069</id><published>2009-10-09T12:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T15:02:01.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Papa visited the pumpkin patch and brought me some......!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...............PUMPKINS.  Thanks so much to Bob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gerling&lt;/span&gt; we got Pumpkins.  Isaac was so excited he couldn't hardly deal with himself.  We got to pick out as many as we wanted...what fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648955578998210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9uqgod3cI/AAAAAAAAAho/59PFl33tQJ0/s320/100_2802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9ursFIBcI/AAAAAAAAAh4/a12NiB3pIaM/s1600-h/100_2804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648975831860674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9ursFIBcI/AAAAAAAAAh4/a12NiB3pIaM/s320/100_2804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9urNMp_wI/AAAAAAAAAhw/mkLcCItuoNs/s1600-h/100_2803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648967541948162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9urNMp_wI/AAAAAAAAAhw/mkLcCItuoNs/s320/100_2803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac and Papa, checking out all the pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648986690545058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9usUiCZaI/AAAAAAAAAiA/rkqxHQz4ado/s320/100_2805.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Isaac posing with the ones he picked out.  Check out the BIG one, isn't it great.  He got two, one for us and one for Kim and them!  The kids love to play on it.  Isaac gets so excited when he sees them....pun-kins, pun-kins, as he says!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-8888312485525284069?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/8888312485525284069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=8888312485525284069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/8888312485525284069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/8888312485525284069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/10/papa-visited-pumpkin-patch-and-brought.html' title='Papa visited the pumpkin patch and brought me some......!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9uqgod3cI/AAAAAAAAAho/59PFl33tQJ0/s72-c/100_2802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-2638856344755765693</id><published>2009-10-09T12:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T15:02:01.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying the Beaters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to make a chocolate cake for work the other night and guess what, someone wanted to help.  Here came the chair and "i help, i help".  He helped pour in the ingredients, thought he was pretty big stuff.  I let him have the beaters when we were done and he thought they were pretty yummy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648020093683842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9t0DrYyII/AAAAAAAAAhA/WF1B_95XYs4/s320/100_2796.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9t2bTmRcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/AvJnaaoRn3A/s1600-h/100_2801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648060796093890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9t2bTmRcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/AvJnaaoRn3A/s320/100_2801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to get every last drop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9t16nlYQI/AAAAAAAAAhY/tEat_-F_33I/s1600-h/100_2800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648052021551362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9t16nlYQI/AAAAAAAAAhY/tEat_-F_33I/s320/100_2800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, one more sport!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9t1MfOKMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Bk8CX82LS_4/s1600-h/100_2799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648039638444226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9t1MfOKMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Bk8CX82LS_4/s320/100_2799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now what, I have this stuff all over my face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9t0t_VRRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Q3zPujztmA4/s1600-h/100_2797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648031451628818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9t0t_VRRI/AAAAAAAAAhI/Q3zPujztmA4/s320/100_2797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CHEEZE&lt;/span&gt;!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-2638856344755765693?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2638856344755765693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=2638856344755765693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2638856344755765693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2638856344755765693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/10/enjoying-beaters.html' title='Enjoying the Beaters'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9t0DrYyII/AAAAAAAAAhA/WF1B_95XYs4/s72-c/100_2796.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-6316253619146453728</id><published>2009-10-09T11:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T15:02:01.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; While I was on vacation Kim and I decided to take the kids to the park in Arrow Rock one morning. The kids had a blast and I did too taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390645907913129314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9r5HMTPWI/AAAAAAAAAfo/9Id8M_sToPo/s320/100_2717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isaac being the little monkey he is. It didn't take him long to figure out how to get his feet up there. Oh my, Hopefully no falls b/c I don't wish a broken bone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390645916375898098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9r5mt-1_I/AAAAAAAAAfw/9qRWedFCIYY/s320/100_2718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Monkey see, Monkey do!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390691668843390018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss-Vgv8RZEI/AAAAAAAAAmo/0I4ZV9jMoU0/s320/100_2742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hilarious!! (Isaac)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9swCT9vXI/AAAAAAAAAgg/hGefK7nRPUg/s1600-h/100_2741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390646851495902578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9swCT9vXI/AAAAAAAAAgg/hGefK7nRPUg/s320/100_2741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hillarious, times 2! (Molly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9svhNqwEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/xAwaLIbpkSI/s1600-h/100_2729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390646842611122242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9svhNqwEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/xAwaLIbpkSI/s320/100_2729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9su_ezfpI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cjKKIwelTGs/s1600-h/100_2738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390646833556192914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9su_ezfpI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cjKKIwelTGs/s320/100_2738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cheese, look at us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9r7fOT77I/AAAAAAAAAgI/aQ0TBiulyKE/s1600-h/100_2735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390645948723752882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9r7fOT77I/AAAAAAAAAgI/aQ0TBiulyKE/s320/100_2735.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9r64pZ3YI/AAAAAAAAAgA/UYBKEOEOxnY/s1600-h/100_2724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390645938368404866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9r64pZ3YI/AAAAAAAAAgA/UYBKEOEOxnY/s320/100_2724.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9r6AUkoDI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9ga-WEgO510/s1600-h/100_2732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390645923248644146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9r6AUkoDI/AAAAAAAAAf4/9ga-WEgO510/s320/100_2732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Too funny, looks like they are behind jail bars and then Molly decides to frown!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390646873530379538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9sxUZZLRI/AAAAAAAAAgw/cGsklLzubaE/s320/100_2746.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When it was time to go, the kids decided to run away. So they take off running through the big grass area (if you have been to Arrow Rock park you know what I am talking about). Thank god for zoom because they were much farther out! I finally had to put the camera down and chase after the little stinkers because they weren't coming back on their own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390647185003286274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9tDcuUjwI/AAAAAAAAAg4/tzfo4oAflVE/s320/100_2747.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-6316253619146453728?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6316253619146453728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=6316253619146453728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6316253619146453728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6316253619146453728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/10/park-fun.html' title='Park Fun'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9r5HMTPWI/AAAAAAAAAfo/9Id8M_sToPo/s72-c/100_2717.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-716766650264435747</id><published>2009-10-09T11:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T15:02:01.692-05:00</updated><title type='text'>State Fair Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little late I know, but we did have a great time at the Missour State Fair.  Here are some more pictures of our day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390644544096285346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9qpulBsqI/AAAAAAAAAfI/F3yknVQpgAI/s320/100_2702.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoying the coloring table at the CoMo building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390644556764792498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9qqdxbxrI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/fhQ8o48LpjU/s320/100_2705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9qq7uMRXI/AAAAAAAAAfY/rd0oBzDb4fU/s1600-h/100_2707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390644564804257138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9qq7uMRXI/AAAAAAAAAfY/rd0oBzDb4fU/s320/100_2707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had to go visit Oto!  He wasn't scared at all, even though it kind of looks like it in this picture.  The actually thought it was kind of funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390644576178670978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9qrmGEDYI/AAAAAAAAAfg/jgPEtcy9IWI/s320/100_2710.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Oh yes, look at him.  It wouldn't be the fair if he didn't go with Uncle to look at some "real" boy toys!!  He loved it, he sure would have loved to have stayed up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-716766650264435747?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/716766650264435747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=716766650264435747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/716766650264435747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/716766650264435747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/10/state-fair-fun.html' title='State Fair Fun'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Ss9qpulBsqI/AAAAAAAAAfI/F3yknVQpgAI/s72-c/100_2702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-6444483424243661986</id><published>2009-10-02T16:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T16:19:41.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been awhile!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know, it has been awhile.  We are still here, just been very busy.  I was on vacation for about 10 days and Isaac and I enjoyed it so very much!  We didn't do anything major just really enjoyed out time together.  We played outside, inside, and even went to the park in Arrow Rock one morning.  I have lots of pictures to add, as I have kind of been partial to my camera, catching every moment possible.  My goal is to do that this weekend.  Maybe after Isaac goes to bed I can get Mema to come over and stay with him so I can get some picture uploading done!!  We are really getting busy now getting ready for the craft festivals.  We are taking in Arrow Rock on the 10th and 11th and Pilot Grove on the 17th.  This weekend though, we are traveling to Versailles to the Apple Festival just to look around and then on Sunday going to Nowlin's Cornmaze!  Woohoo, really looking forward to that.  Sure hope to get some really good pcitures.  Isaac has become very photogenic and everytime he sees the camera he instantly says "cheese"!  Sometimes he gets it out himself without me knowing and I hear him saying cheese has he holds it up....little stinker!!  Well, that is all for now.  I am also hoping to do some blog design updays over the weekend also, hope everyone enjoys!  Love to all, Stephanie:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-6444483424243661986?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6444483424243661986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=6444483424243661986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6444483424243661986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6444483424243661986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-has-been-awhile.html' title='It has been awhile!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-6047137468894228070</id><published>2009-08-19T21:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T09:12:45.574-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Overload</title><content type='html'>So, I have FINALLY gotten everything posted that I was wanting to.  7 post later I am all caught up, at least for a little bit.  Go all the way to the bottom and work your way up so you read everything in order!!!!!!!!  Hope everyone is doing well and enjoying this nice cooler weather.  Love to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-6047137468894228070?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6047137468894228070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=6047137468894228070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6047137468894228070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6047137468894228070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-overload.html' title='Post Overload'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3946880777942530093</id><published>2009-08-19T20:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:38:11.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The trip home....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Soyorc0d6YI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Qj2ulj_RpdM/s1600-h/Isaac+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371853919970257282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Soyorc0d6YI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Qj2ulj_RpdM/s320/Isaac+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby was fast asleep before we ever made it out of Sedalia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyorBVmYEI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/njtibROcWsc/s1600-h/Isaac+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371853912593031234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyorBVmYEI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/njtibROcWsc/s320/Isaac+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac on the other hand wanted to do anything in his power to make us laugh.  He went to bed very early though!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3946880777942530093?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3946880777942530093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3946880777942530093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3946880777942530093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3946880777942530093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/08/trip-home.html' title='The trip home....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Soyorc0d6YI/AAAAAAAAAeY/Qj2ulj_RpdM/s72-c/Isaac+091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-367383211355272591</id><published>2009-08-19T19:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:34:02.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Petting Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took the kids to the petting zoo.  They were so funny to watch.  It was kind of hard to get pictures but these were the best ones I got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoylypGFMxI/AAAAAAAAAeI/jqvuTQqUbcA/s1600-h/Isaac+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371850744989561618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoylypGFMxI/AAAAAAAAAeI/jqvuTQqUbcA/s320/Isaac+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoylyGYYCBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/IDtV3VqW_cs/s1600-h/Isaac+081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371850735671052306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoylyGYYCBI/AAAAAAAAAeA/IDtV3VqW_cs/s320/Isaac+081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyiGdV2ckI/AAAAAAAAAd4/kxuRGwqy8-s/s1600-h/Isaac+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371846687385350722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyiGdV2ckI/AAAAAAAAAd4/kxuRGwqy8-s/s320/Isaac+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyiF9O3hqI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bzKeYIdTvug/s1600-h/Isaac+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371846678766126754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyiF9O3hqI/AAAAAAAAAdw/bzKeYIdTvug/s320/Isaac+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyiFtyn-yI/AAAAAAAAAdo/tYntnD2pTP0/s1600-h/Isaac+085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371846674621135650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyiFtyn-yI/AAAAAAAAAdo/tYntnD2pTP0/s320/Isaac+085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyiFKgBhiI/AAAAAAAAAdg/hgmsSUFqGcs/s1600-h/Isaac+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371846665147876898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyiFKgBhiI/AAAAAAAAAdg/hgmsSUFqGcs/s320/Isaac+088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There was nothing that he likes about that thing.  He was scared to death....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyiElwRB4I/AAAAAAAAAdY/yWwEPNiujbE/s1600-h/Isaac+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371846655283890050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyiElwRB4I/AAAAAAAAAdY/yWwEPNiujbE/s320/Isaac+090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-367383211355272591?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/367383211355272591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=367383211355272591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/367383211355272591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/367383211355272591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/08/petting-zoo.html' title='Petting Zoo'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoylypGFMxI/AAAAAAAAAeI/jqvuTQqUbcA/s72-c/Isaac+080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3315382456943183465</id><published>2009-08-19T19:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:53:35.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby making bubbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;While we were at the fair we went to the Family Fun Center.  Abby had a good time making bubbles.  It looked like a lot of fun but there were too many kids in line waiting for me to give it a try!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyW4YqSTrI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VA9Cf5ja7vo/s1600-h/Isaac+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371834350982811314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyW4YqSTrI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VA9Cf5ja7vo/s320/Isaac+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyW3-aAmwI/AAAAAAAAAdI/UY2dEZA0C94/s1600-h/Isaac+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371834343935220482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyW3-aAmwI/AAAAAAAAAdI/UY2dEZA0C94/s320/Isaac+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyWBwmOXrI/AAAAAAAAAdA/vAihkHfj00Y/s1600-h/Isaac+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371833412515421874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyWBwmOXrI/AAAAAAAAAdA/vAihkHfj00Y/s320/Isaac+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyWBj1yLLI/AAAAAAAAAc4/B5PiDHUokQ8/s1600-h/Isaac+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371833409091022002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyWBj1yLLI/AAAAAAAAAc4/B5PiDHUokQ8/s320/Isaac+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3315382456943183465?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3315382456943183465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3315382456943183465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3315382456943183465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3315382456943183465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/08/abby-making-bubbles.html' title='Abby making bubbles'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyW4YqSTrI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VA9Cf5ja7vo/s72-c/Isaac+074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-5976757810234250041</id><published>2009-08-19T18:36:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T19:13:25.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying the Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Thursday the 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we went to the Missouri State Fair for $1 day.  Oh my god, there were so many people there.  We did have a nice time though just doing whatever we wanted.  But really any day not at work is a good day, right!!!!  We were hanging out in the highway gardens and I got my camera out.  Isaac is just so photogenic.  I love taking his picture.  There are a lot of pictures so home you enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyQGbQVY-I/AAAAAAAAAcw/eFYLZTC-3hU/s1600-h/Isaac+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371826895616041954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyQGbQVY-I/AAAAAAAAAcw/eFYLZTC-3hU/s320/Isaac+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyQGBl1siI/AAAAAAAAAco/ane1zCk_LDg/s1600-h/Isaac+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371826888726917666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyQGBl1siI/AAAAAAAAAco/ane1zCk_LDg/s320/Isaac+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyPOeinmMI/AAAAAAAAAcg/jVU06QFuf70/s1600-h/Isaac+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371825934425364674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyPOeinmMI/AAAAAAAAAcg/jVU06QFuf70/s320/Isaac+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, he is riding the rock.  He was making horse noises, like he was riding a horse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyPOFdj76I/AAAAAAAAAcY/hZb0QCNneng/s1600-h/Isaac+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371825927693266850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyPOFdj76I/AAAAAAAAAcY/hZb0QCNneng/s320/Isaac+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite, look at those beautiful blue eyes.  He is my pride and joy, to say the least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyPNuDJfiI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/4QVuCDmO--Y/s1600-h/Isaac+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371825921408466466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyPNuDJfiI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/4QVuCDmO--Y/s320/Isaac+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyOL4BjnPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/MIHqLWyIZSE/s1600-h/Isaac+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371824790214778098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyOL4BjnPI/AAAAAAAAAcI/MIHqLWyIZSE/s320/Isaac+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyOLaqdDTI/AAAAAAAAAcA/27YldRM5gKE/s1600-h/Isaac+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371824782333250866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyOLaqdDTI/AAAAAAAAAcA/27YldRM5gKE/s320/Isaac+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyOKyJx6rI/AAAAAAAAAb4/zH7WoP9ic7w/s1600-h/Isaac+067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371824771458788018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyOKyJx6rI/AAAAAAAAAb4/zH7WoP9ic7w/s320/Isaac+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyNF2d4vXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/HPgIbDjQ5pY/s1600-h/Isaac+068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371823587205889394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyNF2d4vXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/HPgIbDjQ5pY/s320/Isaac+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Molly hanging out in her stroller.  She was such a trooper, you never hear a word out of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyNFbH_p9I/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvMu8M_mE2Q/s1600-h/Isaac+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371823579866310610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyNFbH_p9I/AAAAAAAAAbo/LvMu8M_mE2Q/s320/Isaac+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sisterly love!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-5976757810234250041?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5976757810234250041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=5976757810234250041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5976757810234250041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5976757810234250041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/08/enjoying-fair.html' title='Enjoying the Fair'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyQGbQVY-I/AAAAAAAAAcw/eFYLZTC-3hU/s72-c/Isaac+056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3352362188088270794</id><published>2009-08-19T18:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:36:49.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a Big Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isaac is starting to become very dependant.  He wants to eat all my himself.  Usually I don't mind and I just let him go but the other night we had spaghetti.  Everyone knows how messy spaghetti can be for kids to eat.  I tried to feed him but nothing to do with it he wanted to do it himself.  He was so cute, concentrating so hard.  I couldn't resist but to take some pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyLYplVX2I/AAAAAAAAAbg/4z9J2uJiT24/s1600-h/Isaac+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371821711141724002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyLYplVX2I/AAAAAAAAAbg/4z9J2uJiT24/s320/Isaac+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going in for a bite.  Notice he is sporting his left hand!!  Woohoo, go buddy!  He seems to switch back and forth betweem left and right but he seems to have better control when he ses his left.  Sure makes me proud, if he were to be a lefty!!  Time will tell:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyK81bAK5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/zzyOZS0ahvI/s1600-h/Isaac+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371821233283279762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyK81bAK5I/AAAAAAAAAbY/zzyOZS0ahvI/s320/Isaac+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Almost there, keep concentrating....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyK8RpiIaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/svpfXVfB9RE/s1600-h/Isaac+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371821223680549282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyK8RpiIaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/svpfXVfB9RE/s320/Isaac+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, he made it!  Finally got it to his mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371820413707040818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyKNIQzODI/AAAAAAAAAbI/51Eo0lif6_U/s320/Isaac+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Supper isn't supper without a banana.  Isaac loves bananas.  He may even turn into a little monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371820403036868722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyKMgg1UHI/AAAAAAAAAbA/q7zOJQHUrQA/s320/Isaac+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This was the "Mom, why do you keep taking my picture when I am trying to eat?"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3352362188088270794?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3352362188088270794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3352362188088270794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3352362188088270794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3352362188088270794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/08/such-big-boy.html' title='Such a Big Boy'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SoyLYplVX2I/AAAAAAAAAbg/4z9J2uJiT24/s72-c/Isaac+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1209439126409758548</id><published>2009-08-19T14:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:59:12.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Isaac, Abby, and Molly are so close together.  Abby and Isaac rough house to much it is so funny!  Isaac and Molly fight like they are brother and sister but yet are always excited to see each other every morning.  I just had to share some of their pictures together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Soi0bN02iDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/R9dBJ92dtbU/s1600-h/Isaac+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370740935300122674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Soi0bN02iDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/R9dBJ92dtbU/s320/Isaac+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac, Abby, and Molly enjoying some popcorn.  They were sharing very nicely for once!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Soiz68R8hTI/AAAAAAAAAao/j_0MfI6lHZs/s1600-h/Isaac+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370740380834497842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Soiz68R8hTI/AAAAAAAAAao/j_0MfI6lHZs/s320/Isaac+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac and Molly enjoying some crackers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SocoOr5L6jI/AAAAAAAAAag/mrzfFGt9ekk/s1600-h/Isaac+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370305313428466226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SocoOr5L6jI/AAAAAAAAAag/mrzfFGt9ekk/s320/Isaac+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt;, they love each other so much.  I am sure they wont think it is so cute when they get older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370741306481106962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Soi0w0lS4BI/AAAAAAAAAa4/lXaM5dmADOg/s320/Isaac+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I am pretty sure Molly is saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bubby&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bubby&lt;/span&gt;, here.  She is wanting to give him a hug and Isaac is running away:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-1209439126409758548?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1209439126409758548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1209439126409758548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1209439126409758548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1209439126409758548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/08/loving-cousins.html' title='Loving Cousins'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Soi0bN02iDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/R9dBJ92dtbU/s72-c/Isaac+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1150598028721942891</id><published>2009-08-18T14:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:52:35.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Canning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry it has taken all week to update the blog. We have been very busy the past few weeks. The tomatoes are finally coming on. About 2 weeks ago I did a few that were ready and it gave me 19 pints of sauce, yummy. Can't wait to have some of that this winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370304357215317186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SocnXBuNLMI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/2jLQ61L9QJA/s320/Isaac+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;turned into this.....(the waste)........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370304373457628802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SocnX-OrLoI/AAAAAAAAAaA/zisct6JB7GM/s320/Isaac+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to this.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370304379334368754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SocnYUHzHfI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Wu3Hmgc2PGA/s320/Isaac+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then to this...........the final stuff all ready to eat!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370304389257469570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SocnY5FpnoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/PaDtOmOeesY/s320/Isaac+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;....and oh, this is what I had for supper that night!!  Good '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; cucumbers:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370304396437463458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SocnZT1foaI/AAAAAAAAAaY/jqwgVXUO5ww/s320/Isaac+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-1150598028721942891?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1150598028721942891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1150598028721942891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1150598028721942891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1150598028721942891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/08/canning.html' title='Canning'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SocnXBuNLMI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/2jLQ61L9QJA/s72-c/Isaac+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-5572224453061086295</id><published>2009-08-03T10:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:30:19.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to Thank everyone for their extra prayers for Baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stellan&lt;/span&gt;.  (Button to the right)  He is able to go home today.  He finally broke out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SVT&lt;/span&gt; without having to do an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ablation&lt;/span&gt; which would have been VERY serious, possible death.  Please continue to pray for this family though and all the other sick and suffering children.  They are truly a blessing from above. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to get some pictures posted of Isaac soon.  We are heads deep in garden goodies so we have been busy with that.  I am starting tomatoes tonight and will probably do them every night.  Mine are just coming on, picked a BIG bowl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;full&lt;/span&gt; last night but Mom's are LOADED!!!  I have a ton of green ones so in a matter of probably a week i will be sick of seeing tomatoes.  There will not be a tomato go to waste this year though.  We ran out this past winter and it really sucked!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-5572224453061086295?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5572224453061086295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=5572224453061086295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5572224453061086295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5572224453061086295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-2771556384441821400</id><published>2009-07-27T10:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:30:49.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>urgent</title><content type='html'>Please note there is a new button to the right "Pray for Stellan".  He is in major need of everyone's prayers.  He is not doing well.  You can click on his button and read his story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-2771556384441821400?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2771556384441821400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=2771556384441821400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2771556384441821400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2771556384441821400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/07/urgent.html' title='urgent'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-7451113506039897794</id><published>2009-07-13T14:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:43:38.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>Well, oh my gosh is what I have to say. Isaac just recently had his 18 month checkup and lets just say he is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;BIG BOY&lt;/span&gt;. I notice that he is growing very rapidly because it is hard to stay in clothes that fit. Little did I know that he would continue to grow an inch a month since he turned 1. Everyone keeps telling me he will slow down but I am still waiting on the slow down part! According to the Dr. these are the "statistics" on My "Baby" Boy Isaac!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height: 36 inches&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 29 lbs, 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ozs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless him just thankful he is healthy and strong!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-7451113506039897794?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7451113506039897794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=7451113506039897794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7451113506039897794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7451113506039897794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1606543593974742039</id><published>2009-07-05T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:42:37.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Having Fun!</title><content type='html'>We went to Mom's on the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and just had a little get together with Donna, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Robert&lt;/span&gt;, Libby, and the kids. It was a nice time too bad the weather wasn't a little more cooperative. Because of it being so wet outside we tried to keep the kids entertained inside.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354808434240199762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAZ5mMnHFI/AAAAAAAAAZo/nvqflqk8Xlg/s320/isaac+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Isaac and Molly in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mema's&lt;/span&gt; 20 gallon chicken crock. They both fit perfectly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAYVhPwRsI/AAAAAAAAAZg/kbuyhLnIPYw/s1600-h/isaac+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354806714924287682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAYVhPwRsI/AAAAAAAAAZg/kbuyhLnIPYw/s320/isaac+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now it is Abby and Molly's turn. Still fitting nicely!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAW_Yqq8VI/AAAAAAAAAZY/lwtA5vd_Wuc/s1600-h/isaac+055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354805235152515410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAW_Yqq8VI/AAAAAAAAAZY/lwtA5vd_Wuc/s320/isaac+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then there were 3. Molly kept saying ouch because Isaac was stepping on her feet and Isaac was on the verge of crying because the girls was pushing on him. We managed to get the picture snapped before someone got real upset. Hope everyone had a safe 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-1606543593974742039?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1606543593974742039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1606543593974742039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1606543593974742039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1606543593974742039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/07/having-fun.html' title='Having Fun!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAZ5mMnHFI/AAAAAAAAAZo/nvqflqk8Xlg/s72-c/isaac+053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-112440473368460429</id><published>2009-07-05T19:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:42:18.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ejoying a cookie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday afternoon while Isaac was taking a nap, I decided to make Chocolate Chip Cookies. Isaac sure did enjoy one after he woke up from nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354803493288393458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAVZ_t5uvI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/EHGNARP0nJc/s320/isaac+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Just getting ready to take a bite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAUeB9No1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/M6tWhwFwK6Y/s1600-h/isaac+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354802463097332562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAUeB9No1I/AAAAAAAAAZI/M6tWhwFwK6Y/s320/isaac+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He thinks they are the best thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlATZ7mIgzI/AAAAAAAAAZA/NSfYyzp6C7E/s1600-h/isaac+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354801293158810418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlATZ7mIgzI/AAAAAAAAAZA/NSfYyzp6C7E/s320/isaac+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What, Mom, I am supposed to make a mess, aren't I?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, he had more cookie on him than in his tummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-112440473368460429?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112440473368460429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=112440473368460429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/112440473368460429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/112440473368460429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/07/ejoying-cookie.html' title='Ejoying a cookie!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAVZ_t5uvI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/EHGNARP0nJc/s72-c/isaac+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-2135610977719653556</id><published>2009-07-05T19:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:33:10.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing in the water after 3.5 inches of rain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After we got 3.5 inches of rain Isaac thought he still needed to go outside and play. See the puddle of water in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354792471492579234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlALYcVAT6I/AAAAAAAAAY4/jjn7VAUGebA/s320/isaac+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlALYMdX5wI/AAAAAAAAAYw/tBWhX2RSokM/s1600-h/isaac+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354792467232712450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlALYMdX5wI/AAAAAAAAAYw/tBWhX2RSokM/s320/isaac+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peek-A-Boo I see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAIu_o1RKI/AAAAAAAAAYo/t4Pypl_-ipE/s1600-h/isaac+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354789560393221282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAIu_o1RKI/AAAAAAAAAYo/t4Pypl_-ipE/s320/isaac+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's right he is in the middle of the water having a hay day. Thank goodness for crocs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAFOsvfR7I/AAAAAAAAAYg/AZilICahTIQ/s1600-h/isaac+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354785707030169522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAFOsvfR7I/AAAAAAAAAYg/AZilICahTIQ/s320/isaac+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Throwing some balls and walnuts in the water. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-2135610977719653556?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2135610977719653556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=2135610977719653556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2135610977719653556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2135610977719653556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/07/playing-in-water-after-35-inches-of.html' title='Playing in the water after 3.5 inches of rain!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlALYcVAT6I/AAAAAAAAAY4/jjn7VAUGebA/s72-c/isaac+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-4155923625345879941</id><published>2009-07-04T19:30:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:27:06.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday night we went to Pilot Grove to see the fireworks display put on at Katy Manor.   We took the kids not knowing how they would like it.  Isaac was scared to death, Molly loved it, and Abby liked everything except the loud noise.  Sherry held Isaac most of the time so she got to be in most of the pictures.  Isaac never cried he was just very nervous.  Some of the picture appear that he is crying but I promise it wasn't as bad as it looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354781962492671426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAB0vQLdcI/AAAAAAAAAYY/mpDkZpbFkOM/s320/isaac+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Isaac waiting for the fireworks to begin.  Waiting very patiently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAAkLHvJhI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/HAqDhDSJwUc/s1600-h/isaac+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354780578404050450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAAkLHvJhI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/HAqDhDSJwUc/s320/isaac+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk__KdoGtCI/AAAAAAAAAYI/_9GXclkX8Uc/s1600-h/isaac+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354779037183423522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk__KdoGtCI/AAAAAAAAAYI/_9GXclkX8Uc/s320/isaac+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That one was really scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_98PG3kZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/F9B6fNc3_tM/s1600-h/isaac+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354777693256126866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_98PG3kZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/F9B6fNc3_tM/s320/isaac+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's really not crying as it appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_820qzvZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/7jCpvYdvKsM/s1600-h/isaac+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354776500748139922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_820qzvZI/AAAAAAAAAX4/7jCpvYdvKsM/s320/isaac+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe if he just doesn't look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_7v9YC8dI/AAAAAAAAAXw/okY-5xsWe2Q/s1600-h/isaac+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354775283314651602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_7v9YC8dI/AAAAAAAAAXw/okY-5xsWe2Q/s320/isaac+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think there was a "WOW"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_6-vQCmtI/AAAAAAAAAXo/E9KBE1S47Uk/s1600-h/isaac+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354774437709388498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_6-vQCmtI/AAAAAAAAAXo/E9KBE1S47Uk/s320/isaac+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nope, he still doesn't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_6DuaREbI/AAAAAAAAAXg/kh2iv3pbOpo/s1600-h/isaac+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354773423871562162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_6DuaREbI/AAAAAAAAAXg/kh2iv3pbOpo/s320/isaac+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_4_RuW72I/AAAAAAAAAXY/zerkK-wcgJ8/s1600-h/isaac+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354772247940099938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_4_RuW72I/AAAAAAAAAXY/zerkK-wcgJ8/s320/isaac+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a picture of some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt; that we saw.  My camera didn't do the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_4-uM-3OI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/8JLjiFSXPFM/s1600-h/isaac+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354772238404869346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_4-uM-3OI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/8JLjiFSXPFM/s320/isaac+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_11QvR11I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ctZhUm6ispw/s1600-h/isaac+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354768777341949778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_11QvR11I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ctZhUm6ispw/s320/isaac+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Molly just enjoying herself.  She loved the whole thing.  Keep in mind this is the child that is scared when a motorcycle goes by because it is too loud!!!  Kids are so funny. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-4155923625345879941?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4155923625345879941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=4155923625345879941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4155923625345879941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4155923625345879941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/07/fireworks.html' title='Fireworks'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SlAB0vQLdcI/AAAAAAAAAYY/mpDkZpbFkOM/s72-c/isaac+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1297446625627919489</id><published>2009-07-04T18:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:18:01.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The weekend after Memorial Day we went to lake for the weekend.  It was a very good time.  It was nice getting away and enjoying some peace!!!  On Friday afternoon we took the kids to the puble beach.  Abby did get in the water some but the babies just played in the sand.  They had a really good time playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354757362818068962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_rc2UtseI/AAAAAAAAAXA/KGPXO9uq0Cc/s320/isaac+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Isaac and Molly playing with their sand toys.  Abby ran up for a quick picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_rcaUSlZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/6tkogj8jcNY/s1600-h/isaac+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354757355300099474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_rcaUSlZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/6tkogj8jcNY/s320/isaac+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac and Molly enjoying some "sand" time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_kyf5CrpI/AAAAAAAAAWw/shj4eSMj7XI/s1600-h/isaac+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354750038172151442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_kyf5CrpI/AAAAAAAAAWw/shj4eSMj7XI/s320/isaac+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby running into the lake.  She had a really good time playing in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_kx7NEwOI/AAAAAAAAAWo/WsTmQsSW2QQ/s1600-h/isaac+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354750028324061410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_kx7NEwOI/AAAAAAAAAWo/WsTmQsSW2QQ/s320/isaac+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 3 enjoying the outdoors.&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/5755772284264242694-1297446625627919489?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1297446625627919489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1297446625627919489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1297446625627919489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1297446625627919489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/07/beach-fun.html' title='Beach Fun!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sk_rc2UtseI/AAAAAAAAAXA/KGPXO9uq0Cc/s72-c/isaac+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-5330575495570483582</id><published>2009-07-01T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T14:12:08.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile......</title><content type='html'>Hello there folks!  Hope this finds everyone well.  It has been forever since I have been able to post so I have a little catching up to do, I know.  Although this post doesn't have any pictures I hope each of you take the time to read it.  (The pictures will hopefully come within the next few days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My newest addiction started about 2 months ago....blog surfing.  I heard a story about "Hailey's Hope" on channel 8 news; she was not born yet but they knew that she had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Trisomy&lt;/span&gt; 13.  She would not make it, but her family was just wanting her to live long enough so they could have a chance to hold her on her special "birthday".  They had a blog and I found it and kept up with their story.  It was the most touching thing I ever read.   Hailey was born and they were able to spend 42 precious minutes with her until she went to be with God.  While keeping up with this family in Jefferson City I would read comments left by others and it just went from there.  I have added a few people to my blog list to the right and I invite you to click on them and read their story.  They are all stories of children that are very strong but yet in need of prayers.  What is so interesting to me as that I don't know any of these people from Adam but I pray for them every evening along with all the other sick and suffering out there.  It makes me realize that children are a true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt;.  They are wonderful and amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in 2 days we get to celebrate the best day ever.......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Independence&lt;/span&gt; Day.  I have to say that the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; is one of my favorite holidays.  I enjoy being with family, Bar-B-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Que&lt;/span&gt;, watermelon, and fireworks.  Let's all remember our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Independence&lt;/span&gt;.  We wish everyone a happy and safe 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless~Stephanie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-5330575495570483582?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5330575495570483582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=5330575495570483582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5330575495570483582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5330575495570483582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its been awhile......'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3426286063293352617</id><published>2009-06-22T23:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:10:36.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bees, that's right.  I had a swarm of honey bees in my Cherry Tree back in May.  (Sucks, I am like 2 months behind)  Better later than never I guess.  Dustin was down in the tractor plowing my garden and Isaac and I were riding along when Dustin noticed them.  He called his Uncle Phillip and they came down and were going to try to move the bees to take them home.  It was quit the amazing process.  Phillip and his little boy Parker got their "suites" on and headed over the bees to assess the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;situation&lt;/span&gt;.  These are the pictures that I was able to capture.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346994049843091106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SjRWwj0GVqI/AAAAAAAAAVo/15AlQMXOZq4/s320/isaac+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The swarm of bees.  It is amazing how may are in that swarm.  The just covered multiple branches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SjRWw7DA2iI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uDBeatHExNc/s1600-h/isaac+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346994056079661602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SjRWw7DA2iI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uDBeatHExNc/s320/isaac+072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Phillip is the one holding the box and Parker is on a stool getting ready to shake the limbs.  The bees will then fall down in the box.  Their hope is they get the queen and they will make that their new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346994063776899410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SjRWxXuLYVI/AAAAAAAAAWA/3JanPdqnxnc/s320/isaac+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Phillip just standing back waiting to see what is going to happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346994059843677314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SjRWxJEbLII/AAAAAAAAAV4/0MKezK5Ke-0/s320/isaac+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This just shows the bees in the box.  Look how may there is.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; when Phillip came to pickup the box (it has to stay for 24 hours) the bees were gone.  They had left the box and moved somewhere else.  We were all kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bumbed&lt;/span&gt; out, Phillip said that is the first time that has ever happened to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3426286063293352617?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3426286063293352617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3426286063293352617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3426286063293352617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3426286063293352617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/06/bees.html' title='Bees'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SjRWwj0GVqI/AAAAAAAAAVo/15AlQMXOZq4/s72-c/isaac+070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1359469832643632216</id><published>2009-06-10T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:37:23.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Project!!!!!!!!!.......smiles:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been very busy the past month.  I haven't had time to blog at all.  It has kind of saddend me.  I am moved in and loving every minute of it.  I have some pictures of the final project but there is still some work to do.....isn't that normal.  Hopefully I will get some more this posted this week.  I have lots of pictures to share as we have been having some fun.  Isaac is growing so much.  Some new things he is doing is pointing to eyes, ears, nose, mouth when you ask him to and then repeats it and points to your.  He is starting to say some 2 words this such as love you and thank you.  It is amazing how the small things are so thrilling.  It is truly amazing!  Well hope you all enjoy the pictures, I have lost the picture of the kitchen but you can use you imagination as to what it looks like.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SisyBgYfhvI/AAAAAAAAAVY/qJOq9MS9Wyw/s1600-h/isaac+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344420384259147506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SisyBgYfhvI/AAAAAAAAAVY/qJOq9MS9Wyw/s320/isaac+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The back porch.  The one wall and ceiling are all new.  I love it.  The picture does it no justice.  The angle or something makes it look really crowded but there is actually TONS of room out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SisyBUNMiXI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/5AwNsomiihk/s1600-h/isaac+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344420380990540146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SisyBUNMiXI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/5AwNsomiihk/s320/isaac+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The banister on the back porch.  Eric built it from scratch......good bless him.  The old one was green and nasty.  We love the new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SisyBZpQlJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/isPar5AKPVQ/s1600-h/isaac+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344420382450422930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SisyBZpQlJI/AAAAAAAAAVI/isPar5AKPVQ/s320/isaac+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac's room.  It is a small room but just the right size for a little guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SisyBD1Y4XI/AAAAAAAAAVA/AJYEXT7RgeY/s1600-h/isaac+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344420376595718514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SisyBD1Y4XI/AAAAAAAAAVA/AJYEXT7RgeY/s320/isaac+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My room.  Nothing else to say.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344412898331751234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SisrNxIUc0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/0TmmFaNGBQ0/s320/isaac+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The fabulous front room.  This is now turned into my scrapbooking room.  All my stuff is stacked next to the wall on the left but it is now all out and ready to use.  Amazing enough Isaac has left it alone so far!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SisrNm0nZsI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ahSxsd_ylRg/s1600-h/isaac+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344412895564752578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SisrNm0nZsI/AAAAAAAAAUw/ahSxsd_ylRg/s320/isaac+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The living room.  Just a nice space.  Plenty of room for all my things and room for Isaac to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344412890924759986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SisrNViWu7I/AAAAAAAAAUo/Tgf8UDDlp2w/s320/isaac+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Just another angle of the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-1359469832643632216?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1359469832643632216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1359469832643632216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1359469832643632216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1359469832643632216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/06/final-projectsmiles.html' title='The Final Project!!!!!!!!!.......smiles:-)'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SisyBgYfhvI/AAAAAAAAAVY/qJOq9MS9Wyw/s72-c/isaac+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3398874892572849569</id><published>2009-05-22T20:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T20:43:27.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>busy</title><content type='html'>Well folks, believe it or not I have not forgotten about my blog.  We have MOVED.....that's right MOVED!!!  We moved April 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; but actually didn't start living their until the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; of May.  We are enjoying our house so much, it is great!  I don't have time to let pictures upload right now but coming soon I will have pictures highlighting some exciting things going on in our lives.  Including Isaac's 1st tractor ride (he didn't like it so well), our bee's, outside time, and our new house.  Until next time, happy blogging.  We also wish each and everyone a very safe and Happy Memorial Day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3398874892572849569?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3398874892572849569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3398874892572849569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3398874892572849569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3398874892572849569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy.html' title='busy'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-4987398133138315191</id><published>2009-04-11T18:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T01:07:24.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Last weekend I attempted to get some Easter Pictures of Isaac.  With the help of Mom we managed to get a few good ones.  He was just getting over his sicknesses so he really wasn't in the mood to take pictures.  Here are a few of my favorites!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323578368613061122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SeEmUhsikgI/AAAAAAAAAT4/5TGzzpPgyeg/s320/isaac-easter+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323578375840576098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SeEmU8ntsmI/AAAAAAAAAUA/_1-NF4kdba0/s320/isaac-easter+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SeEobxhi6cI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1H_V9RMilqU/s1600-h/isaac-easter+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323580692144253378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SeEobxhi6cI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1H_V9RMilqU/s320/isaac-easter+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lets see, I wonder what may be inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SeEobhmPxoI/AAAAAAAAAUI/F8wS5bqv0yI/s1600-h/isaac-easter+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323580687869003394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SeEobhmPxoI/AAAAAAAAAUI/F8wS5bqv0yI/s320/isaac-easter+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice his elbow leaning on the window sill.  Thought it was too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323583220410874226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SeEqu8DR-XI/AAAAAAAAAUY/RkQLFX7Un2E/s320/isaac-easter+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;HAPPY EASTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323583223617955202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SeEqvH_6JYI/AAAAAAAAAUg/v-aLh5DueQk/s320/isaac-easter+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-4987398133138315191?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4987398133138315191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=4987398133138315191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4987398133138315191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4987398133138315191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-pictures.html' title='Easter Pictures'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SeEmUhsikgI/AAAAAAAAAT4/5TGzzpPgyeg/s72-c/isaac-easter+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-2275687998756579199</id><published>2009-04-05T21:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:22:55.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Play time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just some more snap shots.  My little cutie!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320699027001369858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdbrkyUu5QI/AAAAAAAAATQ/XWwK9_uMYko/s320/isaac+067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdbrkfEJ80I/AAAAAAAAATI/Gs64Tz67T4k/s1600-h/isaac+065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320699021831566146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdbrkfEJ80I/AAAAAAAAATI/Gs64Tz67T4k/s320/isaac+065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdbrkLCbaMI/AAAAAAAAATA/FYFvq4PqKQg/s1600-h/isaac+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320699016455612610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdbrkLCbaMI/AAAAAAAAATA/FYFvq4PqKQg/s320/isaac+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-2275687998756579199?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2275687998756579199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=2275687998756579199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2275687998756579199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2275687998756579199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/04/play-time_05.html' title='Play time'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdbrkyUu5QI/AAAAAAAAATQ/XWwK9_uMYko/s72-c/isaac+067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-7209694337560012970</id><published>2009-04-05T21:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:18:15.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm a soccer Mom.  I made the purchase 2-3 weeks ago and LOVE it.  It is the greatest purchase I have made.  It is so nice and easy getting Isaac in and out and he loves to ride in it.  He just sits in his seat and looks out the window!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320698389806113762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdbq_sli4-I/AAAAAAAAAS4/JnYdkX9_oWo/s320/isaac+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-7209694337560012970?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7209694337560012970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=7209694337560012970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7209694337560012970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7209694337560012970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official.....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdbq_sli4-I/AAAAAAAAAS4/JnYdkX9_oWo/s72-c/isaac+062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-4396364421590622592</id><published>2009-04-05T21:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:14:55.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathing Treatments</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320696843273116754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdbplrTWHFI/AAAAAAAAASI/3nj5suGbXvs/s320/isaac+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isaac patiently taking his breathing treatment.  He is doing much better now.  I think the treatments really helped him a lot.  He actually goes and finds his mask when it is time to do one!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320697215861941282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdbp7XTcZCI/AAAAAAAAASY/b-ikkGd0nb0/s320/isaac+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Abby and Molly were very interested in what was going on.  Abby wanted to "help" and hold the mask.  Isaac was starting to get a little mad b/c Molly kept wanting to sit on his lap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320697210644128050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdbp7D3a4TI/AAAAAAAAASQ/WmEdnAmJ0jg/s320/isaac+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So of course, Molly wanted to help also!!&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/5755772284264242694-4396364421590622592?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4396364421590622592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=4396364421590622592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4396364421590622592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4396364421590622592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/04/breathing-treatments.html' title='Breathing Treatments'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdbplrTWHFI/AAAAAAAAASI/3nj5suGbXvs/s72-c/isaac+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-2413998035000368037</id><published>2009-04-05T21:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:10:02.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Play time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are some pictures of the kids.  Just some snapshots!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320696511966474418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdbpSZFr8LI/AAAAAAAAASA/fZKxJS8D1KA/s320/isaac+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Pillow fight with Papa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdbo_Vz0iII/AAAAAAAAAR4/VkZGnWokQcs/s1600-h/isaac+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320696184668719234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdbo_Vz0iII/AAAAAAAAAR4/VkZGnWokQcs/s320/isaac+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What, did I get caught?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdboy7N21dI/AAAAAAAAARw/fQrR4mZli5Q/s1600-h/isaac+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320695971371734482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdboy7N21dI/AAAAAAAAARw/fQrR4mZli5Q/s320/isaac+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uh, is Abby reading to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdboyhhaGTI/AAAAAAAAARo/ci1Thw_f4_Q/s1600-h/isaac+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320695964474415410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdboyhhaGTI/AAAAAAAAARo/ci1Thw_f4_Q/s320/isaac+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What, did you say my name?&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/5755772284264242694-2413998035000368037?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2413998035000368037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=2413998035000368037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2413998035000368037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2413998035000368037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/04/play-time.html' title='Play time'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdbpSZFr8LI/AAAAAAAAASA/fZKxJS8D1KA/s72-c/isaac+038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-2794344519484648952</id><published>2009-04-05T21:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:05:46.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated House Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdbqjTm5RZI/AAAAAAAAASw/LLjfG81n5IY/s1600-h/isaac+056.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320695053189694978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdbn9euMxgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/mTnyZRtjpTE/s320/isaac+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mom, Mary, and Abby working very hard on the cabinet doors.  They had to strip them and it was quit the job.  It took a lot of time and hard work to get down to original wood.  But thanks to Mary, she kept Mom motivated and they did it.  They look wonderful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320695055672032466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdbn9n-CPNI/AAAAAAAAARA/Ad7A0I9G0ac/s320/isaac+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What the doors looked like when they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; stripped.  They are waiting to have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;polyurethane&lt;/span&gt; applied to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320697898352498946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdbqjFx32QI/AAAAAAAAASo/XBfxvuzNCNk/s320/isaac+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Porch before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320695058057045858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdbn9w2qp2I/AAAAAAAAARI/MfwpAwecLsM/s320/isaac+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the process of tearing all the nasty green stuff out.  Check out the wall in the bank, it was done on the diagonal.  Very different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320695065552560546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdbn-MxvIaI/AAAAAAAAARQ/bMjifS2LzGs/s320/isaac+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tearing it all out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320695070456041522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdbn-fC0UDI/AAAAAAAAARY/gPKcpW5Qe4g/s320/isaac+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is what was behind the original siding.  It was still in very good shape so we left it there and covered it up with the "new" stuff!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320695367546154034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SdboPxynrDI/AAAAAAAAARg/rqYfeqijnNQ/s320/isaac+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now the new stuff.  Doesn't it look great.  We were all very surprised how good it looked.  It really makes the porch look bigger!!!  Can't wait to see the final product.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-2794344519484648952?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2794344519484648952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=2794344519484648952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2794344519484648952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2794344519484648952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/04/updated-house-pictures.html' title='Updated House Pictures'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sdbn9euMxgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/mTnyZRtjpTE/s72-c/isaac+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-408205106869322892</id><published>2009-04-02T22:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:11:49.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Little Isaac</title><content type='html'>I guess I better give a little update on how Isaac is doing.  I had Isaac back to the Dr. on Tuesday.  He had been extremely grouchy and wasn't sleeping at all.  It was really starting to wear on me.  I called the Dr. and they thought they should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; see him because he may have a secondary ear infection.  So I was taking off that afternoon to come home to stay with him so we trucked on over to Columbia to the Dr.  His ears were fine so they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;swabbed&lt;/span&gt; his nose to make sure that he had influenza.  Sure enough he tested positive for influenza therefore no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;medicine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it is viral.  Dr. told me that if he was still running a fever on Thursday to call and bring him in on Friday and they would do a chest X-Ray .  He could here some rattle in his chest but not enough to show concern.  I thought Isaac was getting better we didn't run a fever Wednesday night.  He woke up Thursday morning running a 102.6 fever.  I stayed home with him.  I called the Dr. after lunch because Isaac was just wanting to lay around on me, not eat or drink, and was wheezing really bad when sitting on my lap.  So I called the Dr.'s office and had to talk to the on call because my normal Dr is out of the office on Thursday.  They thought they should probably go on and see him today and not wait until tomorrow since he was wheezing.  So at 2:15 we head to Columbia, for the 3rd time. &lt;br /&gt;After a chest X-Ray, a breathing treatment, and then blood draw they finally came up with the following diagnosis: Pneumonia.  She said that she could hear it, and see it on the X-Ray but it still looked viral.  So off to the blood draw station we went and after 3 pokes in the arm they finally got blood out.  (It was horrible!!!)  His white blood count came back normal so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;technically&lt;/span&gt; at this point it is still viral but at anytime it can go in to bacterial.  She sent us home on breathing treatments and an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;antibiotic&lt;/span&gt;.  So I think Isaac has had his share of this sickness.  He tries to feel good and be happy but at times he just cries, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; know what he wants. &lt;br /&gt;That is about all that I know.  We are doing some major work to the porch on my house so I will post the pictures soon, along with ones of Isaac doing his breathing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;treatment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-408205106869322892?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/408205106869322892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=408205106869322892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/408205106869322892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/408205106869322892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-on-little-isaac.html' title='Update on Little Isaac'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-5179807447367563251</id><published>2009-03-29T21:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:52:39.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressful end of the Week...</title><content type='html'>I guess I should give everyone an update on what is going on.  Well it all started Thurday the 26th.  I had a Dr. appt in Columbia so Kim, Molly, and Isaac went with me and we did some shopping and ate at Olive Garden.  We got home about 9.  Isaac was sleeping so I brought him in and put him in his crib.  I took a shower and then came to the living room to watch the rest of the MU game.  Mom was on the couch.  Isaac coughed a few times (they sounded very dry and course) and then sounded like he was gagging.  So I jumped up out the chair and went in there thinking that he had thrown up or something.  I walked in the bedroom and he was sitting up in his crib.  I picked him up and he was lathargic and was having trouble breathing.  I was trying to be very calm.  I came into the living room to where mom was laying on the couch.  What I said was "Mom, I think we need to do something Isaac isn't breathing very well."  What Mom heard was "Mom, Isaac isn't breathing."  I didn't know Mom could still move so fast.  She flew up off the couch and said what he isn't breathing.  I, very calmly, said no I said he isn't breathing very well.  She took him and I called the 24 hour nurse hotline.  The nurse was very calm unlike myself.  By now I was starting to get nervous b/c Mom kept saying Stephanie we have to do something with him.  The nurse asked is he had color and he did, she asked if his lips were blue and they werent so that was good.  She then ask me to put the phone up to him to see if she could hear him over the phone.  Well needless to say she could here him trying to breath and then cough some.  By this time I had Isaac back in my hands and Mom was on the phone with nurse.  The nurse instructed to put him in a steam room by going into the bathroon and putting the shower on hot and just sit in there with him and have him breath in the steam.  She asked how far away we lived and she told Mom that we lived to far away to try to make it to Columbia.  She said I think it is probably croup by the way he sounded but he should start breathing better very soon.  He wasn't.  He was just taking these very short dry course sounding breathes.  I was starting to panic some and was getting very scared.  The nurse then told Mom that she probably should go on and call 911 and they would be able to come out and get him and make sure everything was okay.  **There is something about it when you hear call 911 and it being your child they are calling about that sends you into panic mood.**  I was petrified.  So Mom made the call to 911 as I stayed in the bathroom with him.  Knowing that calling 911 was going to dispatch the Blackwater Fire Dept I told Mom to call Kim and tell her what was going on b/c Chad has a pager and they will hear it come across.  Well Mom didn't get them called fast enough.  (The following is funny now but wasn't at the time)  Chad was getting ready to get in the shower and Kim was going to bed.  Chad was putting his pager in the charger when it started sounding off to dispatch Blackwater.  Kim laughed at Chad and said well I don't guess you will be going to the shower.  Chad said well dam-it what is it.  The dispatcher continues to say Blackwater Fire dispatch to (gave our address) Kim and Chad paused and just looked at each other.  They continued to say 15 month old baby with trouble breathing.  They just looked at each other and Chad says are you going or am I?  Kim said I am going and was out the door and here in about 3 minutes.  About the time that some of the Blackwater Fire guys got here Isaac finally started breathing a little more normal but was still out of it.  It took the freaking ambulance forever to get here.  I am pretty sure that I could have been to Columbia before the Boonville ambulance got here.  When they got here I brought Isaac out and sat on the couch.  He was breathing pretty good and just laid on my chest.  The parimedics asked how he was and I stated that he was better.  They went on to say that that is one thing about croup it comes on so fast.  They said that they would take him in if I wanted but that there wasn't really anything they could do for him as far as the croup goes.  Well by now Isaac see's all these people in the house so he sits up and starts laughing at them and just talking acting like he wasn't sick at all.  I about died so we opted to stay home.  They did advise to sleep in the chair with him in case it flared up again.  By the time all this was over it was after 12:30 am and Isaac was wound up like crazy.  Everyone left and we finally got back to sleep around 1:30am.  We didn't have any more episodes that night just not very good sleep.  Also may I mention that I missed the last 5 minutes of the MU ballgame.  But regardless they won....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Dr.'s office called me Friday morning to check on us and see how things were going.  They said they would check him if I wanted them to just to make sure everything was okay.  So we went into the Dr that afternoon.  He did verify that Isaac has croup and there is nothing you can do for it b/c it is viral.  The Dr. said that what they have been seeing is that kids come in here with croup or any other kind of viral infection and then within a fw days start running a fever and have influenza (flu).  He said so if he starts running a fever that is probably what he has.  If you think it is something else like his ears or something to call them and they would check it out.  I said okay and then was just praying that he did't start running a fever.  Well Saturday afternoon guess what he started running the fever.  We had a very rough night Saturday night not getting very much sleep.  He ran a fever all day today, I could not really ever get it to break.  He is in bed now so hopefully we will get some kind of sleep.  I am sure hopeing that this doesnt last very long.  I just want a healthy baby back and one that is happy again.  He is just cranky and deosn't really know what he wants.  He thinks he wants to be held but then he wants down and then wants back up on your lap.  Let me just say, it has been a long day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we have Abby to blame for this.  She was sick the week of March 9th testing positive for influenza A and B.  She was out of school all week.  Then on the 21st she started running a fever again but was fine the next day. Then around the 24th she started running a fever again so she went to the Dr. and they said that she had something viral again.  She then started with a cough that has lasted for some time.  They say that only kids under 3 get croup, but older kids can be a carrier of it.  So we think that Abby basically had croup but they call it something else for older kids and Isaac got it from her.  Regardless they share EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**For whatever reason my spell check wont work so sorry for any mispelled words**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-5179807447367563251?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5179807447367563251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=5179807447367563251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5179807447367563251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5179807447367563251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/stressful-end-of-week.html' title='Stressful end of the Week...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-6791276536923110501</id><published>2009-03-24T19:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:33:30.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As promised I have finally gotten some pictures posted of the house. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Obviously&lt;/span&gt;, this is the front of my house. Isn't it just so cute!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316932333075911826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/ScmJyV_HVJI/AAAAAAAAAQw/kwq97Qj-A1c/s320/isaac+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/ScmCr7PXJLI/AAAAAAAAAQY/l1O4TsUsyK8/s1600-h/isaac+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316924526235690162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/ScmCr7PXJLI/AAAAAAAAAQY/l1O4TsUsyK8/s320/isaac+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Completed floors in the front room looking into the living room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/ScmCrZIks-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Cn6VyqRsXPs/s1600-h/isaac+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316924517080413154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/ScmCrZIks-I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/Cn6VyqRsXPs/s320/isaac+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Completed floors in the living room! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/ScmCq_Li2oI/AAAAAAAAAQI/XvKdl3AFTfc/s1600-h/isaac+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316924510113553026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/ScmCq_Li2oI/AAAAAAAAAQI/XvKdl3AFTfc/s320/isaac+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Completed floors in my bedroom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl-ccWtTHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/D5D3i5OgS7E/s1600-h/isaac+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316919862200454258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl-ccWtTHI/AAAAAAAAAQA/D5D3i5OgS7E/s320/isaac+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Completed floors in Isaac's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl-biH1hlI/AAAAAAAAAP4/hQIlpqJNg38/s1600-h/isaac+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316919846568822354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl-biH1hlI/AAAAAAAAAP4/hQIlpqJNg38/s320/isaac+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Completed floors in the kitchen.  Still needing to complete the painting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl-bQ6jXQI/AAAAAAAAAPw/3Bahq5UuH6M/s1600-h/isaac+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316919841949703426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl-bQ6jXQI/AAAAAAAAAPw/3Bahq5UuH6M/s320/isaac+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking into the living room through the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316932314827202306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/ScmJxSASHwI/AAAAAAAAAQg/H1u0GX4aYTs/s320/isaac+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dreaded&lt;/span&gt; back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;porch&lt;/span&gt; that is the next drastic project.  The green paint on the left wall and the ceiling is lead based paint so we have to be careful on what we do.  We have tossed many ideas up but the final decision was just made the other night.  The wall to the left is actually the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;original&lt;/span&gt; outside wall to the house and then the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;porch&lt;/span&gt; was added on later.  So that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; wood siding that is painted green.  So we are going to take the siding off, insulate, and put the same stuff that is on the right side of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;porch&lt;/span&gt;.  The celling we are either cover up or taking down and putting the same stuff up that is on the sides.  It is going to require a little more work and be a little more expensive but it will be well worth it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316932327331277506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/ScmJyAlfKsI/AAAAAAAAAQo/MHoDyUO4KnE/s320/isaac+056.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a banister that is out on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;porch&lt;/span&gt;.  It is also the lead based paint so Mom is in the process of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;stripping&lt;/span&gt; it off.  She has discovered that the are 3 layers of paint that she has to strip off before we can paint it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; color we want.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-6791276536923110501?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6791276536923110501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=6791276536923110501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6791276536923110501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6791276536923110501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/house.html' title='House'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/ScmJyV_HVJI/AAAAAAAAAQw/kwq97Qj-A1c/s72-c/isaac+058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-8313464837195375325</id><published>2009-03-24T19:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:08:54.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Abby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby turned the big 5 on Friday the 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  It is so hard that she is already 5.  She is doing great in school.  She has learned so much, it is almost unbelievable what they learn in preschool.  Things she knows I know I didn't learn until Kindergarten.  I took the day off work and we went to Columbia to spend it with Abby.  We took Austin with us also so Abby could have someone to hang out with.  Abby had a picture appointment and Molly had shots in the morning so that took most of our time.  We went and ate lunch and then headed over to "Going Bonkers."  It was a lot of fun.  Abby and Austin had a blast.  Aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; was even great enough to get in and play also.  I was pretty tired when we left!!  That night Abby got to open her presents from her Mom and Dad and a few from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mema&lt;/span&gt; and Papa and Auntie.  Here are a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl6dFwr81I/AAAAAAAAAPY/yUhiDJ20XU0/s1600-h/isaac+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316915475268760402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl6dFwr81I/AAAAAAAAAPY/yUhiDJ20XU0/s320/isaac+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gumball&lt;/span&gt; machine that she has been begging for, for quit some time.  I don't know where she saw one at but she was dead set on one for her Birthday!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316915489342384994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl6d6MGa2I/AAAAAAAAAPg/PXhcRoovPdg/s320/isaac+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Some more Moon Sand.  It is an ice cream set....pretty cute!  Abby loves Moon Sand and has quit a bit of it.  It is a little messy but so fun to play with.  I do have to say that it is better than Play Dough!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316915491819833106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl6eDaxRxI/AAAAAAAAAPo/7GfyOzaB67g/s320/isaac+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The best present ever I would say.  She got a infant car seat for her baby doll from Mommy and Daddy.  It is the cutest thing ever and she loves carrying that thing everywhere.  It is amazing what they have these days!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-8313464837195375325?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/8313464837195375325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=8313464837195375325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/8313464837195375325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/8313464837195375325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-to-abby.html' title='Happy Birthday to Abby!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl6dFwr81I/AAAAAAAAAPY/yUhiDJ20XU0/s72-c/isaac+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-7156016448992664778</id><published>2009-03-24T18:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:58:07.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My little cook!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom has the party kitchen that Kim and I had as little girls out on the back porch. Abby has played with it but not for awhile. Isaac and Molly discovered it the other day and now it is Isaac's new favorite toy. He will go out there and play for an hour at a time. It is so stinking cute. So I think I am going to have me a little cook. It will be so much fun to have his help in the kitchen. Watch out, we were be cooking machines!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl0nnuWwcI/AAAAAAAAAPI/cZXo8cMAETQ/s1600-h/isaac+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316909059114713538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl0nnuWwcI/AAAAAAAAAPI/cZXo8cMAETQ/s320/isaac+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at that mess on the floor. He has managed to get all the plates on the floor and is just discovering that there is a telephone. I looked out there once and he was holding the phone on his shoulder just a talking. I about died laughing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316909074444458018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl0og1QGCI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Oa59TGkAT_Y/s320/isaac+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;What Mom, would you like me to make you something to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-7156016448992664778?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7156016448992664778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=7156016448992664778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7156016448992664778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7156016448992664778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-little-cook.html' title='My little cook!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Scl0nnuWwcI/AAAAAAAAAPI/cZXo8cMAETQ/s72-c/isaac+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-7275661361579130722</id><published>2009-03-24T18:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:50:08.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In need of a haircut!?!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; A few weeks ago Isaac's hair was so long that I could have swore he would have passed for a girl.  I would pull his hair up in the center and he looked so cute so I decided it would be funny to dress him up as a little girl.  We just borrowed an outfit from Cousin Molly and a pretty bow and we were set to go.  Even though he is my precious boy I couldn't help but to do this.  I think I may have a little something to hold against him the rest of his life if need be.  These pictures will never be lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SclxNeskMDI/AAAAAAAAAO4/u4JfNbFOMag/s1600-h/isaac+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316905311479803954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SclxNeskMDI/AAAAAAAAAO4/u4JfNbFOMag/s320/isaac+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wouldn't I just make a pretty little girl???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316905319349420178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SclxN8A1AJI/AAAAAAAAAPA/b-aJlH2Rzs8/s320/isaac+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Just showing off my head full of curls in the back.  Aren't they just beautiful!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-7275661361579130722?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7275661361579130722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=7275661361579130722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7275661361579130722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7275661361579130722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-need-of-haircut.html' title='In need of a haircut!?!?!?!?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SclxNeskMDI/AAAAAAAAAO4/u4JfNbFOMag/s72-c/isaac+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-2910432289504938250</id><published>2009-03-22T22:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:29:26.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Busy Weekend!!</title><content type='html'>It has been a very busy but enjoyable weekend.  Friday was Abby's 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday, it is so hard to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that she is already 5.  I took the day off and we all went to Columbia.  Abby had pictures at Sears that morning and Molly had shots so all morning we got to spend at appointments.  We went and ate lunch at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CiCi's&lt;/span&gt; and then headed of to "Going Bonkers".  We took Austin with us so he and Abby had a great time playing.  And yes that is right, I got to play some also.  It was a lot of fun though.  I noticed this evening that one of my knees is really sore and is kind of bruised.  It just hit me that it is from Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom started not feeling well in town but stuck it out with us.  By the time I got her home she was really not feeling well and was running a fever.  So us supposed that she must have the influenza A and B that Abby started out with 2 weeks ago, Molly had a week ago, and Kim had last week.  Mom was pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;puny&lt;/span&gt; yesterday but was feeling a lot better today.  Abby started running a fever again last night complaining of a tummy ache but seemed better today.  It seems she has been sick a lot here lately!  I am just crossing my fingers that Isaac and I don't get this stuff.  I have no idea how we have escaped it this far but we have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to have Abby's birthday celebration this evening at their house.  She had a lot of fun and got a lot of neat things for baby doll.  She is really getting into playing with her baby dolls.  I will try to get some pictures posted this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have the new pictures of my house.  The floors are totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;completed&lt;/span&gt;.  They have one more week to "cure" and then they will be ready for hard traffic on them. Mom is going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tackle&lt;/span&gt; the back porch this weekend and next weekend.  It is going to be a job but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hopefully&lt;/span&gt; it wont take very long.  I will try to get those pictures posted soon also.  We are still planning on moving in April....yippee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-2910432289504938250?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2910432289504938250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=2910432289504938250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2910432289504938250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2910432289504938250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-has-been-very-busy-but-enjoyable.html' title='Another Busy Weekend!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-7878314126569006790</id><published>2009-03-08T17:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:20:16.114-05:00</updated><title type='text'>House Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can imagine Mom has been working a lot on my house.  She is working to get the floors totally completed by the end of this week.  Upon completion they have to set for 2 weeks.  That means not much traffic and nothing can be left on them, they have to have time to "cure".  So if they are done by Friday they will be ready for furniture on the 27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  Can you tell I am getting a little excited!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbRKTSsvF8I/AAAAAAAAAOo/PUDGzKa_Pus/s1600-h/isaac+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310951555874101186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbRKTSsvF8I/AAAAAAAAAOo/PUDGzKa_Pus/s320/isaac+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the spare bedroom again, also known as storage room for me.  This room is completed with 3 coats of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;polyurethane&lt;/span&gt; on it.  It is so smooth, it almost looks like there is glass on top of the floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbRIuEjM9fI/AAAAAAAAAOg/caspPfCFR7g/s1600-h/isaac+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310949816909231602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbRIuEjM9fI/AAAAAAAAAOg/caspPfCFR7g/s320/isaac+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the living room with just 1 coat on it.  It was hard to get a picture of it but this is the best one I got.  She put the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; coat on it Saturday morning so will finish it tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310953226506265250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbRL0iSe4qI/AAAAAAAAAOw/nCqqb6qIAPU/s320/isaac+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the front room and it has 2 coats on it.  It now has all 3 on it also.  They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;are just&lt;/span&gt; beautiful!  Can't wait until I can enjoy them myself!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-7878314126569006790?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7878314126569006790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=7878314126569006790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7878314126569006790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7878314126569006790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/house-update.html' title='House Update'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbRKTSsvF8I/AAAAAAAAAOo/PUDGzKa_Pus/s72-c/isaac+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-7757355745369378498</id><published>2009-03-08T16:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:13:53.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grouchy Isaac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday morning I was home with Isaac. I was very excited to be able to be home with him and be able to sleep in. Well guess what they never have the same idea as you do. He wanted to get up early so that's right, we didn't get to sleep in. We got up and I fixed Isaac breakfast. He started getting very cranky and it was only 9:00. I dealt with him for a little bit and played on the floor with him. The next time I knew he was crawled up on my lap and was fast asleep. I laid him on the couch as I was going to be going outside to help Mom and Dad trim trees. Needless to say he ended up sleeping for 2 1/2 hours. I could not believe it. When he woke up he was very happy and was ready to go. Guess they know when they need a nap!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbRBEZFScGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FIRqn7sjRH8/s1600-h/isaac+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310941404285005922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbRBEZFScGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FIRqn7sjRH8/s320/isaac+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was when I was trying to keep Isaac entertained on the floor. He was in the process of throwing himself on the floor when I caught this pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310943434438114482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbRC6j_gfLI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/nFaNnBoftPE/s320/isaac+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Running to Mommy whining, Mommy,Mommy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310945752371699602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbRFBe98H5I/AAAAAAAAAOY/9plS5MFzZdI/s320/isaac+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is how it all ended. Fast asleep taking a very nice LONG nap!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS: Does anyone think it is past due for a hair cut. I can not believe how fast it has grown and long it has gotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-7757355745369378498?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7757355745369378498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=7757355745369378498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7757355745369378498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7757355745369378498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/grouchy-isaac.html' title='Grouchy Isaac'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbRBEZFScGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FIRqn7sjRH8/s72-c/isaac+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-2977785260418421335</id><published>2009-03-08T12:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:03:43.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; With the nice weather that came this week Isaac got to enjoy some time outside.  He LOVES to be outside and threw a fit when it was time to come in.  He is just getting so big, being very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;independent&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbQJPRTwKjI/AAAAAAAAANw/aDkGJ4NneJ0/s1600-h/isaac+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310880018525596210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbQJPRTwKjI/AAAAAAAAANw/aDkGJ4NneJ0/s320/isaac+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac enjoying some time in his swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310881319018531362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbQKa-BbiiI/AAAAAAAAAN4/3yum5qDoyY0/s320/isaac+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Isaac pointing to something while playing outside.  He was telling me some kind of "story" I am sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310884944775750002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbQNuBBUIXI/AAAAAAAAAOA/2OrFhSE7v-g/s320/isaac+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Isaac showed a lot of interest in Sly but would not get any further than this.  He just got close enough to drive Sly crazy.  He was really wanting to play, barking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;continuously&lt;/span&gt;.  Isaac just stood there and kept blinking and jumped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; Sly barked.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We hope everyone else was able to enjoy the nice weather like we did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-2977785260418421335?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2977785260418421335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=2977785260418421335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2977785260418421335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2977785260418421335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/beautiful-weather.html' title='Beautiful Weather'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SbQJPRTwKjI/AAAAAAAAANw/aDkGJ4NneJ0/s72-c/isaac+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3403002410605078385</id><published>2009-03-03T22:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:07:27.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bachelor...</title><content type='html'>I have to confess to everyone but I was an avid Bachelor watcher this season.  What a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rollercoaster&lt;/span&gt; of events.  I can't say I agree with what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; Monday night on the after the final rose ceremony but I do have to understand that it is his life and he has to follow his feelings.  And you got it I was back tonight to watch part 2.  So they say Jason and Molly are together and happy so yeah for them.  I still feel sorry for Melissa as she did not ask for that.  I thought it was pretty funny, she gave him a run for his money.  The one thing that literally cracked me up is when she called him a bastard.......oh my gosh!!!  Well I guess we will have to wait to see the premier of Jillian in May.  Can't wait I am sure I will be just as an avid watcher than as I am now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3403002410605078385?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3403002410605078385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3403002410605078385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3403002410605078385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3403002410605078385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/bachelor.html' title='Bachelor...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-5148681047385034943</id><published>2009-03-03T21:47:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:02:22.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; evening they were calling for some snow for our area. According for the weather guy we were supposed to get 4-5 inches of snow. Well I woke up Saturday morning and there was a dusting on the ground. I got up and headed into work. As I was driving it started snowing more and more, heavier and heavier. After I got to work it just snowed and snowed, and needless to say we got the whole 5 inches of snow in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Blackwater&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Boonville&lt;/span&gt; didn't get hardly anything. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; might have gotten the dusting and that was it. We went to Columbia on Sunday and once again NO snow. It was the craziest thing ever. We were just on the line of it, I guess. We Abby and I were able to go out and play in the snow some on Sunday. She had a really fun time. This was really the only snow that she was able to go out and play in this season. I sure hope we don't get anymore though. I am READY for spring!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309176997807069314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sa38Wav3GII/AAAAAAAAANo/LuHZoA0tRdo/s320/isaac+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is what that pretty snow looks like. I took it up on myself to scoop the patio off. Yuk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-5148681047385034943?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5148681047385034943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=5148681047385034943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5148681047385034943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5148681047385034943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/Sa38Wav3GII/AAAAAAAAANo/LuHZoA0tRdo/s72-c/isaac+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-2941647617627461438</id><published>2009-02-25T22:43:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T23:16:27.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Gosh, Check This Out.....!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Mom got the wild hair today and decided that she wanted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;polyurethane&lt;/span&gt; one room just to see what it was going to turn out like. I think the warm weather had a lot to do with it also. Well this is what it turned out like......isn't it just beautiful!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306965123616152018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SaYgqZSHGdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/O-USLrAaeOQ/s320/House+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the spare bedroom also known as storage for me. This is what they look like just after one coat. Mom will put 2 more on having to sand them between each one. If you can't tell I am just very excited about how they turned out. They even look better than what I had expected!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306968949263450242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SaYkJE7gQII/AAAAAAAAANY/5T7capRQaYw/s320/House+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This just shows you the difference in the floor.  What you see is the doorway going into the room and the base on the door way has not been done yet and obviously the floor has been.  Isn't it just beautiful?!?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306968952650840930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SaYkJRjHu2I/AAAAAAAAANg/KU_yvarj3bg/s320/House+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanks to Eric my kitchen is pretty much back together.  The new cabinet is set, counter top on, new sink set, and back splash up.  You can tell the doors are off the cabinets b/c Mom is refinishing them also and we had to paint the walls behind them.  It was the worst job ever, well probably not the worst but it was not easy.  Especially way back in the far corner.  I had to climb in the cabinet and basically lay down to get it done.  But it looks much better done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well this is all I have for now.  I am ready for bed...night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-2941647617627461438?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2941647617627461438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=2941647617627461438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2941647617627461438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2941647617627461438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-my-gosh-check-this-out.html' title='Oh My Gosh, Check This Out.....!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SaYgqZSHGdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/O-USLrAaeOQ/s72-c/House+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-4648761041056474485</id><published>2009-02-09T19:28:00.016-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T17:14:02.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MY HOUSE!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;promised&lt;/span&gt;, I am finally getting pictures posted of my house. We have been working on it every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;minute&lt;/span&gt; we can. It is amazing how many little things that have to be done. There was this closet that needed to be painted so about a month ago Kim and I set off to paint it. We knew that there was going to be some work involved because it appeared that the paint was peeling off the wall. Anyways, when we really got to looking at it and deciding what to do the closet had been wallpapered and then someone decided to paint over the wallpaper without trying to take it down. It was a total disaster. We ended up having to spray a water/vinegar solution on the wall, let it set for a little bit, and then scrape it with a paint scrapper. It took a whole day but we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; got everything off it. Today we sat out and put the bonding coat on it. Now tomorrow I think we are going to get a coat of paint on it. The house is coming right along. I can't wait to get it done and get moved in. We are getting closer everyday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300976230435593170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SZDZy7nnG9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/doyRv8iGe_0/s320/Isaac+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the big pile of carpet that we pulled up off the floor.  It was very disgusting needless to say.  There appeared to be 2 layers of padding and then OLD carpet.  The caret had been so worn that the padding was starting to just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;disintegrate&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300979819523865330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SZDdD2A7-vI/AAAAAAAAALg/_uZagws-g_w/s320/Isaac+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; is the residue that was left on the floor in 2 rooms after pulling up the carpet.  The carpet had been glued down therefore not coming up real easy.   We then had to get down on hands and knees and use water and a good '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt; pain scrapper and scrape it off.  Thank god it was only 2 rooms, one of which was pretty small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300979814465302354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SZDdDjK4b1I/AAAAAAAAALY/0-kDkpbSSR4/s320/Isaac+050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Isaac's room showing that residue again on the floor.  His room butts right up to mine. The door you see in the back goes into my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300983274079937026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SZDgM7PSYgI/AAAAAAAAALo/R47ux9E8FcU/s320/Isaac+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is supposed to be my kitchen.  Where the wall looks all torn up used to have tile on it.  We tore all that off and in some places went all the way down to the lathes.  The cabinet in the middle of the floor is a new cabinet that we had made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300983285990702850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SZDgNnnCPwI/AAAAAAAAALw/10rWSgJhqAE/s320/isaac+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is my living room.  You can see the door way to the front room to the left of the picture.  There are big double doors that fold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; the doorway if you wanted to close it off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303986039316564962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SZuLM3cYS-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/jZx5FCNKX44/s320/isaac+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the front room.  Back when the house was build this was used as a formal dinning room.  My plan is turning it into my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; room.  The walls are painted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;green so&lt;/span&gt; it should be very relaxing.  I am very excited about it!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303986044058607442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SZuLNJG-H1I/AAAAAAAAAMA/0KExiYXR_3g/s320/isaac+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is my bedroom.  Just painted a tan color.  That is Isaac's door on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305452424630480770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SaDA3ubVr4I/AAAAAAAAAMY/OpC-lX93VUI/s320/isaac+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Isaac's room all painted in blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305455684938903826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SaDD1gBcMRI/AAAAAAAAAMg/VblEJ6wY6LQ/s320/isaac+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is the kitchen again showing the orange color that I thought I wanted.  Needless to say I changed the color of the kitchen to a tan color.  Makes it look a lot better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305457120227609010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SaDFJC47ybI/AAAAAAAAAMo/uCm1vM4cf0Q/s320/isaac+036.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is the bathroom.  It is pretty small but is plenty for what we need.  On the left is the vanity and on the right is the tub/shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305458680129884674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SaDGj1-nkgI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4QQgEyZUI_o/s320/isaac+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This is the front door.  It comes into a little hallway, which leads into the front room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305460712556139954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SaDIaJWzFbI/AAAAAAAAAM4/zAzoyyg-SyU/s320/House+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the spare bedroom, which I will probably use for storage.  You can see the floor though, this was what they looked like after Dad had ran the sander over them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305462285205429922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SaDJ1r7m3qI/AAAAAAAAANA/aSym5pe2L1Y/s320/House+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This purpose of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; is to show the difference in the floor.  You can see where Dad had run the sander and where he hadn't.  It was amazing the difference that it made.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, these are all the pictures that I have for now.  I will get more posted when I get more taken.  Mom has been over there cleaning this week so it is getting closer and closer.  Next week she is planning on starting to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;polyurethane&lt;/span&gt; the floors.  She thinks she can get it done in 3 days so she is just trying to get 3 days in a row to get it done.  Until next time, Isaac is doing great and happy blogging!!!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-4648761041056474485?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4648761041056474485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=4648761041056474485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4648761041056474485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4648761041056474485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-house.html' title='MY HOUSE!!!!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SZDZy7nnG9I/AAAAAAAAALQ/doyRv8iGe_0/s72-c/Isaac+049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1822566827040308156</id><published>2009-02-04T21:43:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:40:25.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love of Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night I got my camera out and had a fun time taking pictures. Isaac cooperated very well. He just starts smiling as soon as he sees the camera. Isaac is getting so big. He is turning into a little monster that gets into EVERYTHING. There is nothing that is out of his reach. Since he has started climbing on things he thinks he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unstoppable&lt;/span&gt;. I have to watch him very closely because he tried to climb on things that he shouldn't be. I am afraid that he is going to really hurt himself. It is too early to have to make that emergency run to the hospital with a broken bone and anything like that! Hopefully I will never have to do that but I have had many people tell me Boys will be Boys.......oh my!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYph7DoEOzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/cKTPh3JBeic/s1600-h/Isaac+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299155578768341810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYph7DoEOzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/cKTPh3JBeic/s320/Isaac+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac sitting in his booster seat eating some cereal. He looks like a toddler sitting there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299156994335569746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYpjNdBl91I/AAAAAAAAAKo/BzRPIjokDiI/s320/Isaac+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What a look. The next few pictures are just some snap shots catching that perfect moment. Sometimes the best pictures are the ones when they are not looking straight at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299159920996372098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYpl3zr5zoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LI0_fRP3bug/s320/Isaac+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299159924985684018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYpl4CjB4DI/AAAAAAAAAK4/CsFYooySfWI/s320/Isaac+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Check out all that hair. After 3 haircuts I don't think it is going to get any thinner. I love his hair now but I am sure he will hate it when he gets older.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299162702939514354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYpoZvO1ZfI/AAAAAAAAALA/8ccClclwstc/s320/Isaac+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Isn't this precious. Ten perfect fingers and.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299162705877126210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYpoZ6LNzEI/AAAAAAAAALI/F0VfnkK-49s/s320/Isaac+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.......Ten perfect toes!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-1822566827040308156?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1822566827040308156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1822566827040308156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1822566827040308156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1822566827040308156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/02/love-of-pictures.html' title='The Love of Pictures'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYph7DoEOzI/AAAAAAAAAKg/cKTPh3JBeic/s72-c/Isaac+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-6312551972625182975</id><published>2009-02-03T19:39:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:40:26.191-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Molly and the Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; A few weeks ago we made chocolate chip cookies.  All of our favorites.  Molly is quit the sweet eater so of course she wanted some.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298752663396720306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYjzeS5qnrI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0l3c7pFTkr0/s320/isaac+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Molly looking in the oven wondering how she can get to the cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298757268699838178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYj3qW_fduI/AAAAAAAAAKA/R_Ta-loMYAQ/s320/isaac+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh here, maybe I can try to climb in.  Uh, Molly I don't think that will work very well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYj65pejWYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bf91MosNpDM/s1600-h/isaac+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298760829894875522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYj65pejWYI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bf91MosNpDM/s320/isaac+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dang it, how far up there are those cookies.  I know they are up there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298762771534598002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYj8qqpiT3I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zQ-NNyizoeM/s320/isaac+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;What, me?  I'm not doing anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298765032122351810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYj-uP_qAMI/AAAAAAAAAKY/y5dr3oixIUw/s320/isaac+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Molly finally was able to get her a cookie.  Needless to say, she ate the whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;darn&lt;/span&gt; thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Molly is doing very well.  She is growing up so fast also.  He is walking everywhere and is really starting to jabber.  The funniest thing she says is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;baaaaaaad&lt;/span&gt; piggy.  Whenever her pigs falls on the floor she says &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;baaaaaaaad&lt;/span&gt; piggy.  Too cute, what they catch on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-6312551972625182975?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6312551972625182975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=6312551972625182975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6312551972625182975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6312551972625182975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/02/molly-and-cookies.html' title='Molly and the Cookies'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYjzeS5qnrI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0l3c7pFTkr0/s72-c/isaac+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1976553504173520269</id><published>2009-02-03T19:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:32:29.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Big Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Remember the other day when I told you that Isaac had started climbing.  Well I promised pictures so here we go.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298743563974442914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYjrMo6Vf6I/AAAAAAAAAJY/13a5iGYIuQc/s320/isaac+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Isaac has climbed up on the hassock and is getting ready to get on the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298746464864516498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYjt1fkbOZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/1ISe8HGaoeo/s320/isaac+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYjsuCoXvAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dSJ1PW6vI7U/s1600-h/isaac+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298745237325724674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYjsuCoXvAI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dSJ1PW6vI7U/s320/isaac+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yeh&lt;/span&gt;, he has made it.  He was so proud of himself when he would get up there.  He knew he was doing something new.  Now he doesn't understand why I always make him get down.  I don't want him to get used to being able to play on the couch.  That is just asking for that emergency room visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298750572670723570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYjxkmVvpfI/AAAAAAAAAJw/5tdPwTmbUlM/s320/isaac+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mema&lt;/span&gt;, I need your help down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-1976553504173520269?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1976553504173520269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1976553504173520269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1976553504173520269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1976553504173520269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-big-boy.html' title='What a Big Boy!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYjrMo6Vf6I/AAAAAAAAAJY/13a5iGYIuQc/s72-c/isaac+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-4967611626819675214</id><published>2009-02-03T18:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:43:03.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN!</title><content type='html'>I had the joy last weekend to do some card making. Kim, Mom, and I made some greeting cards and gift tags for a benefit auction. I put them arranged so cutely in a tin and we donated them for the auction. Well needless to say I was pretty proud of what they brought. They sold for $45.00 and there was 2 ladies that wanted them so now I have to make another bunch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; I told them that since they both wanted them we would just make some more and they could just make the donation to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of the cards that I made. I just had to share with everyone. I just wish I had more time to make even more. They are just so darn cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298740739030146578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYjooNLIXhI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TUs-jIJ7WXE/s320/isaac+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-4967611626819675214?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4967611626819675214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=4967611626819675214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4967611626819675214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4967611626819675214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-had-joy-last-weekend-to-do-some-card.html' title='FUN!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SYjooNLIXhI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/TUs-jIJ7WXE/s72-c/isaac+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-6857434842894147657</id><published>2009-01-29T20:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:34:33.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Something New</title><content type='html'>I just have to share the new thing for Isaac.  This evening I was in the kitchen talking to Mom and Isaac was playing in the living room with his toys.  I heard him kind of cackle but didn't think anything of it.  I looked around the corner to "check" on him and to my surprise he was playing on the couch.  How in the heck did he get there.  He was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;proud&lt;/span&gt; of himself.  He climbed up on the hassock then on to the couch.  Then he wanted Mom's hand to help him down and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; it all over again.  I got a few pictures but my camera is dead so I will get pictures posted later.  I just had to share Isaac's newest adventure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-6857434842894147657?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6857434842894147657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=6857434842894147657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6857434842894147657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6857434842894147657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/01/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1833528994143341010</id><published>2009-01-13T20:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:39:28.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaac with his presents</title><content type='html'>I have been wanting to get pictures posted of Isaac with his things that he got for his Birthday and Christmas.  I am just now getting that done.  Better sooner than later, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SW1LBOmyaKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/gsPZxur9HmA/s1600-h/isaac+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290967621702936738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SW1LBOmyaKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/gsPZxur9HmA/s320/isaac+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac sitting on his "Alphabet Train" that Mommy gave him.  He got a lot of nice things.  He has sure enjoyed getting to play with everything.  He got a lot of books and has really enjoyed being read to.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290971083960215026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SW1OKwhP5fI/AAAAAAAAAIw/5jh5MKMc9Qc/s320/isaac+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Isaac with his Christmas presents.  He got the John Deere wagon from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mema&lt;/span&gt; and Papa, we can't wait until Spring time so we can go for walks outside.  Right now the wagon is sitting in the living room being storage for everything that he got for presents that is not out being played with.  We are just waiting patiently to get into our house so we can get everything unpacked.  More pictures will be coming soon.  Maybe even later this evening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-1833528994143341010?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1833528994143341010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1833528994143341010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1833528994143341010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1833528994143341010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/01/isaac-with-his-presents.html' title='Isaac with his presents'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SW1LBOmyaKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/gsPZxur9HmA/s72-c/isaac+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3251191629498036857</id><published>2009-01-04T18:02:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T18:12:32.834-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Birthday Pictures</title><content type='html'>Isaac had a great time opening his presents.  He has had a lot of fun playing with everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SWFTqVUFslI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Pfx30YBlzi8/s1600-h/Kim%27s+120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287599424250688082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SWFTqVUFslI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Pfx30YBlzi8/s320/Kim%27s+120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac opening his presents.  He had to have a little of Mommy's help but it didn't take long for him to discover that there were things under that paper for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SWFRWk12yFI/AAAAAAAAAII/9PS4FU3egas/s1600-h/Kim%27s+150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287596885798209618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SWFRWk12yFI/AAAAAAAAAII/9PS4FU3egas/s320/Kim%27s+150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt Kim, Uncle Chad, Abby and Molly gave Isaac this darling wooden train.  It is so cute.  He is a little too little to play with it.  When we get in our own house we will have it out on display for everyone to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287601363755668002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SWFVbOiHEiI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Kqw2CeInod0/s320/Kim%27s+162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Isaac sporting a bow on his head.  It makes him look like a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287610311997749618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SWFdkFVReXI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oA_fGbY7sao/s320/Kim%27s+166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Isaac and Mommy with his Birthday cake.  He thought it was pretty funny when everyone was singing Happy Birthday to him.  Once again that darling cake that I did all by myself!  I have to brag a little bit!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3251191629498036857?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3251191629498036857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3251191629498036857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3251191629498036857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3251191629498036857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/01/more-birthday-pictures.html' title='More Birthday Pictures'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SWFTqVUFslI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Pfx30YBlzi8/s72-c/Kim%27s+120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3018670668512269103</id><published>2009-01-02T21:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:31:02.559-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Isaac and I would like to wish everyone a belated Merry Christmas and a Blessed New Year.  It is so hard to believe that 2009 is here and 2008 is in "past"!  Our family is really looking forward to a new year.  Needless to say 2008 was not the greatest.  It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; had it pros such as the time I got to enjoy with Isaac and watch him become the little toddler that he is.  I got to enjoy being an aunt to Abby and Molly.  After 13 months was finally able to get my divorce FINAL!  I know there are many more but just not thinking of them right now.  The cons, sickness and death of my Grandma.  I am just going to leave that at that.  No need to proceed on with the bad things.  I have not had time to get my pictures uploaded of Isaac's Christmas morning.  He had a lot of fun opening his presents.  Santa came to see him and left him a new toy.  We now have so many toys that there is not enough room in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mema&lt;/span&gt; and Papa's house for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are hoping to get busy on my house so Isaac and I can get moved into our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; home.  Dad is laid off until February so he will getting the floors sanded.  Upon the completion of the floors being sanded Mom will go in and start putting the treatments on the floor.  The kitchen is coming together.  I have decided to change the paint color in the kitchen so I have to get it repainted.  Will wait to do that until the kitchen is put back together and the floors are done.  I know I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;promised&lt;/span&gt; before but I really want to get some pictures of my house posted.  I am really looking forward to entertain and have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; over to my own place! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac is becoming quit the "investigator".  He travels all over the house on his bottom still trying to find things to get into.  He is now not staying away from the Christmas tree.  He has gotten in trouble twice tonight.  He is still not walking.  Will stand and take a few steps but is not brave enough to take off yet.  He plays Peek-A-Boo and the how big are you game.  He also prays with us at the supper table.  It is so cute he puts his little hands together and looks at everyone else to make sure they are doing the same thing.  I help him do the sign of the cross and then he claps and says &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Isaac is ready for bed so I better get him there.  We wish each and everyone of you a healthy and prosperous New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3018670668512269103?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3018670668512269103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3018670668512269103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3018670668512269103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3018670668512269103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2009/01/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3237560986758069668</id><published>2008-12-21T17:25:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:39:21.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday, Isaac!</title><content type='html'>It is so hard to believe that my precious baby boy is 1.  It is kind of sad to think about it but all it means is that he is growing and very healthy.  He is a big guy weighing about 26 pounds and is 34 inches long.  There is nothing small about him.  He had a really good birthday party.  I did a "train" theme and it turned out just darling.  I made his invitations and also his birthday cake all myself.  They both turned out cuter than I thought.  I have a few pictures of him opening presents but I will post more later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282389333148482018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7RHHegueI/AAAAAAAAAHY/4b_9ehwuTAg/s320/isaac+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The outside of Isaac's 1st Birthday Party invitation.  I had to cut each train and cloud of smoke out.  It was kind of time consuming! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282389329479260114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7RG5zs19I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/PTO4f6OircQ/s320/isaac+031+%282%29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside of the invitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282389312059905426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7RF46mlZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/shhgOUYdKHU/s320/Isaac+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the cake that I made.  It looks hard but it was very easy to do.  It did take about an hour to get it all iced and decorated.  It was a big hit at the party.  Everyone was pretty impressed.  Mom even said "Stephanie that looks cuter than the picture in the magazine!"  I just responded..."Yes, I know!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282389350806340978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7RIJQeRXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/BAaagJip-fs/s320/Kim%27s+191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, Isaac didn't care for his cake.  He choked and gaged just on the icing.  The icing wasn't even sweet, it was just whip cream.  I thought he was going to throw everything up.  But Mema came in and saved the day and fed him just the cake without the icing and he thought that was pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282389341507424290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7RHmncECI/AAAAAAAAAHg/IXU3wSf4UTA/s320/Kim%27s+130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac got lots of presents and did a wonderful job opening them.  He got it figured out before he was done.  He got new toys that he really enjoys playing with.  I need to weed out his baby toys since he doesn't play with them anymore.  I will post more pictures of opening presents later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it is Christmas Eve it is a good time to with everyone a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.  Christmas will defiantly be different this year since this will be the first without Grandma.  We are all adjusting and will eventually adjust fine.  We always went to Grandma's Christmas day for lunch and open gifts.  We are actually staying at mom and dad's this year so we wont be rushed at all.  We are then going to Aunt Donna's on Saturday to have our family Christmas.  Until next time, Happy Blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3237560986758069668?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3237560986758069668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3237560986758069668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3237560986758069668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3237560986758069668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-1st-birthday-isaac.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday, Isaac!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7RHHegueI/AAAAAAAAAHY/4b_9ehwuTAg/s72-c/isaac+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-487008905045567637</id><published>2008-12-21T17:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:41:37.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Mischievous</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago Isaac decided he was going to be Mr. Mischievous. He was playing with one of Mema's crock jars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282388420321010178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7QR-7e4gI/AAAAAAAAAGo/OcAQASCTY-E/s320/isaac+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks at Mommy and smiles because he knows I have the camera out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282388427338538786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7QSZEl3yI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jsqWSiGkBeo/s320/isaac+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac getting ready to get himself into trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282388431786664194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7QSppG4QI/AAAAAAAAAG4/dfKSSta7o_s/s320/isaac+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reaches down into the jar to get his toys out that he throws in there. We used to keep magazines in it until Isaac and Moll discovered there was something in there to get into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282388444899653266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7QTaffNpI/AAAAAAAAAHA/0kSEzSSXpKQ/s320/isaac+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I just caught Isaac being lazy. He wore himself out trying to get his toys out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7QRZrqldI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NyxeB3QuvnM/s1600-h/Isaac+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282388410322556370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7QRZrqldI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NyxeB3QuvnM/s320/Isaac+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my favorite Auntie on m y 1st Birthday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-487008905045567637?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/487008905045567637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=487008905045567637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/487008905045567637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/487008905045567637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/12/mr-mischieves.html' title='Mr. Mischievous'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7QR-7e4gI/AAAAAAAAAGo/OcAQASCTY-E/s72-c/isaac+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-5157640134701703244</id><published>2008-12-21T17:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:44:21.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcements</title><content type='html'>I made these back in October for Kelly and Tony for them to "announce" their new baby, Lucas.  They turned out really cute.  I made 75 of them.  It was quit the job but well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7O4qeFadI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gady_R5awKg/s1600-h/isaac+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282386885820639698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7O4qeFadI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gady_R5awKg/s320/isaac+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282386894225310930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7O5Jx6hNI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_OA6Z-peTEY/s320/isaac+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-5157640134701703244?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5157640134701703244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=5157640134701703244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5157640134701703244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5157640134701703244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/12/announcements.html' title='Announcements'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SU7O4qeFadI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gady_R5awKg/s72-c/isaac+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-625368325434761893</id><published>2008-12-12T22:26:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:48:57.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Christmas</title><content type='html'>Believe it or not we were all able to get together to get our "annual" family picture. Does anyone know how hard it is to get 2 babies and a 4 year old to look at the camera and smile? This is especially hard when you put the camera on timer. I can't even begin to tell you how many pictures of have of Abby and the babies looking to the side or where ever else they may want to look. We did manage to get this picture though. We all thought it turned out pretty cute. This was when we thought everyone was feeling well. Isaac changed that theory early the next morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279128922835091970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SUM7yQkTggI/AAAAAAAAAGI/sf4INo9ZZf4/s320/Isaac+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-625368325434761893?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/625368325434761893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=625368325434761893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/625368325434761893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/625368325434761893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-christmas.html' title='Family Christmas'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SUM7yQkTggI/AAAAAAAAAGI/sf4INo9ZZf4/s72-c/Isaac+041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1523469043989553601</id><published>2008-12-11T22:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:16:28.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SUHzcZHN1GI/AAAAAAAAAFw/k6cOff_Lpxw/s1600-h/Isaac+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278767907357971554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SUHzcZHN1GI/AAAAAAAAAFw/k6cOff_Lpxw/s320/Isaac+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Thanks to Aunt Kim for finding this outfit. It is another of Mommy's favorite. I can't imagine why. I love it. This was before his sickness and the night that he thought he was going to be Mr. Brave and try to walk. It was pretty funny and he got so excited that he just kept falling. He is still not walking but takes steps before falling down. It will come sooner or later.....just waiting!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278767916580331186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SUHzc7d_3rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/42qUwpU3DuA/s320/Isaac+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-1523469043989553601?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1523469043989553601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1523469043989553601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1523469043989553601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1523469043989553601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-favorite.html' title='Another Favorite'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SUHzcZHN1GI/AAAAAAAAAFw/k6cOff_Lpxw/s72-c/Isaac+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-4738307185088896866</id><published>2008-12-11T22:16:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:57:43.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SUHs5_DMwnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/m58wAgWxHnI/s1600-h/Isaac+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278760719176483442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SUHs5_DMwnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/m58wAgWxHnI/s320/Isaac+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a joy. Something that I never want to experience again. Isaac was sick for a whole week.....that's right 7 days. He began on Sunday November 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. He woke me up at 5:00 throwing up. It was so scary due because what woke me up was him choking. He threw up for about 2 hours solid. I always said I didn't know what I would do when my child threw up because I have always ran the other direction when someone was throwing up. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; no support. Well Mommy mode kicked in and I stuck it out with Isaac. I was with him the whole time and cleaned it up each time. He didn't throw up anymore Sunday or Sunday night. I was really hoping that it was the "short lived" version of the flu. Well he woke up Monday morning running a fever. I called the Dr. and they wanted to see him since he just started running the fever. Well to the Dr we went and to my surprise he had a double ear infection. So on a 10 day antibiotic. I stayed home with him on Tuesday throwing up and screaming because ears hurt. I felt so sorry for him because there was nothing I could do for him. He continued to throw up Wednesday and Thursday morning. Finally Friday he seemed better and actually played on the floor at Kim's. We went to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Blackwater&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; night and he seemed fine. He had been over 24 hours without throwing up. I was once &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; awakened Saturday morning at 6:00 to a throwing up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kid&lt;/span&gt;....AGAIN. I about died. I felt like we were getting the flu all over again. He threw up for an hour and then just laid around on me and didn't want &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; else but Mommy. Kim and I were supposed to go shopping in Kansas City so Mom said she would brave it and was more than happy to keep Isaac with her and take care of him so we could get our Christmas Shopping done. I called multiple times and every time it was the same thing. He is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; laying on me and doesn't want to play or eat. He just wants to sleep. She pushed and pushed the fluid down him so keep him hydrated. When he woke up Sunday morning he seemed better but was still pretty clinging. He never did throw up anymore since Saturday morning. It is Thursday and he is finally back to his normal little self. He has lost so much weight but he is sure eating trying to catch back up. I think he has a bottom less pit! Abby and Molly both had to experience this also. Abby had it about 3 days and Molly abut 5 days. It was pretty unpleasant for awhile. Everyone is back up and going and so far none of us adults have caught it. I sure hope like hell I don't. Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; about sick kids!!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278760721768369762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SUHs6ItJzmI/AAAAAAAAAFo/2W7SXAvzYGk/s320/Isaac+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-4738307185088896866?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4738307185088896866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=4738307185088896866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4738307185088896866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4738307185088896866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/12/sick-baby.html' title='Sick Baby'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SUHs5_DMwnI/AAAAAAAAAFg/m58wAgWxHnI/s72-c/Isaac+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-6300075364990843471</id><published>2008-12-02T19:36:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:27:32.234-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Throwing a fit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is precious Isaac ticked off at the world. I don't even remember why he was mad but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; to capture the moment. This doesn't happen very often, but when it does, watch out!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275373460368080674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/STXkNkrDPyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6GtA4F3nxAg/s400/Isaac+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think MeMa made him made.  Wonder if Mema is going to give in.....probably so!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278770340702055234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SUH1qCBp60I/AAAAAAAAAGA/aAEh2D0V07k/s320/Isaac+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-6300075364990843471?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6300075364990843471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=6300075364990843471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6300075364990843471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6300075364990843471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/12/throwing-fit.html' title='Throwing a fit'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/STXkNkrDPyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6GtA4F3nxAg/s72-c/Isaac+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1241017965180489628</id><published>2008-11-24T22:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T22:47:07.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A few things</title><content type='html'>It is so hard to beleive that Thanksgiving is just a few days away.  Where has the year went.  I don't think I ever remmeber time going bye as fast as this past year has.  Today was Tucker's 1st birthday and just a little less than a month it will be Isaac's 1st birthday.  Sad to think but yet exciting knowing that he is growing into his own self.  We went to Tucker's birthday party on Saturday night.  He had been sick the night before throwing up so he was still a little puney.  He was so cute though.  He sat in his chair and ate his cake and then thought it would be funny to play patty cake with cake on his hands.  Watch out for anyone standing close!  He got lots of presents, watch out now he has all kinds of things to do now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Donna has been in the hospital.  Her and a friend were "antiquing" on Friday and she fell in the store over a ledge that a fire place was sitting on.  When she fell she heard her arm break and she was finally able to do surgery today.  She has multiple breaks in her shoulder so will be in quit a bit of pain.  We are thinking about her and please add her to your prayers for a speedy, healthy recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been doing  a lot of work on my house.  I will have to post some pictures of it but I haven't been able to get any pictures to upload.  I think my connection may be "too slow!!"  We started sanding the floors on Saturday.  It is kind of scary now because of the fear that they aren't going to turn out.  Everyone keeps telling me that they will be fine.  I am holding them to that.  I am very anxious about getting in the house.  I can't wait to have it redone and fixed up for everyone to see that remembers it when it was newer some 97 years ago....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-1241017965180489628?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1241017965180489628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1241017965180489628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1241017965180489628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1241017965180489628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/few-things.html' title='A few things'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-838321052910752547</id><published>2008-11-11T22:16:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T22:38:21.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It Finally Over</title><content type='html'>That's right, I am finally divorced. It all become official on Thursday,November 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. It was a great day. I had no idea I was under so much stress. Since that day I feel like a totally different person. I don't think I have been in a bad mood since then and there has been a smile on my face all the time. I can now move on with my life. Hopefully Isaac and I will be moving into our house within the next couple of months. It is time for us to begin out new lives in our "own" house. It has been great living with Mom and Dad and they have been WONDERFUL support. I could not ask for any better parents. But, there becomes a time when you need to move on. With Isaac's toys getting bigger and him getting more mobile it can get kind of "hairy." It will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; be very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt; to move just because Mom and Dad have been with Isaac since I brought him home from the hospital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-838321052910752547?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/838321052910752547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=838321052910752547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/838321052910752547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/838321052910752547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-finally-over.html' title='It Finally Over'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-6802882953513606296</id><published>2008-11-10T22:20:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T19:35:51.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween.......</title><content type='html'>.....a week and a half later. We had a wonderful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;. Isaac got to enjoy a few "treats" from Mommy. He was pretty excited. He liked looking in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; to see what was inside, not to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mention&lt;/span&gt; what was on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267263531933518354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SRkURm9EShI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mzRhOGcJyzo/s400/isaac+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved his new toy. Yippee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267263537132214354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SRkUR6UiGFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/3Wy7kRXdPg0/s400/isaac+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is pretty obvious what he was for Halloween. Abby was Raggedy Ann and Isaac was Andy. I loved it, they were so cute. We had a lot of compliments on the outfits. Thanks to Kathryn's mom for the wonderful costumes that she had made for her kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267263522081177922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SRkURCQFgUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ALA55fH9yhk/s400/isaac+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have Molly. She was a cute, fat, little monkey. It was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;funniest&lt;/span&gt; thing ever. The face you fall down over her face and she couldn't see. Most kids would throw and fit because they couldn't see but not Molly. She loved it because in her mind if she can't see anyone then no one can see her. She is just a little bit shy. It was pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267263555111501330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SRkUS9TIPhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uNafwSL0fPk/s400/isaac+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac in his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Skeleton&lt;/span&gt; PJ's. I loved them. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;skeleton&lt;/span&gt; part of the suit actually glowed in the dark. No loosing him in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267263540553454674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SRkUSHEOFFI/AAAAAAAAAE8/_dN8Hs8gx-Q/s400/isaac+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Tucker was out cute little chicken. I loved the costume and he was such a trooper. We have Tucker in his costume and then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESE PICTURES WILL BE UP SHORTLY. CHECK BACK SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Tucker &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;relaxing&lt;/span&gt; in his stroller.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-6802882953513606296?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6802882953513606296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=6802882953513606296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6802882953513606296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6802882953513606296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween.......'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SRkURm9EShI/AAAAAAAAAEs/mzRhOGcJyzo/s72-c/isaac+038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-7800139939699732823</id><published>2008-11-03T23:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:20:31.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Too many things to mention</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to give everyone a quick update.  I have a load of stuff going on right now in my life.  I have tons of Halloween pictures that I want to get poseted along with some other cute ones.  I hope to maybe get that done towards the end of this week.  Work kind of slowed down so I have had a few days to get caught up on things.  It sure makes me feel good so I am ready to go head first into a new project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a BIG day for me.  It is our Settlement Conference to get this damn divorce finalized.  After more than a year from the date of filing we are finally down to the wire to get it done.  I am looking so forwad to having this behind me.  My house is nearing completion (once again I want to get pictures posted).  Isaac and I will have our own house to call home.  I am looking forard to that as well.  I will be able to start me a new, fresh life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time....Happy Blogging and enjoy this nice warm weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-7800139939699732823?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7800139939699732823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=7800139939699732823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7800139939699732823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/7800139939699732823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/too-many-things-to-mention.html' title='Too many things to mention'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1422808116888202438</id><published>2008-10-25T20:34:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:07:09.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.....an update</title><content type='html'>Well I have finally been able to get this blog updated. My life has been an whirl wind since the passing of Grandma. We went head deep in Craft Festivals with Arrow Rock being first and then to Pilot Grove. It was nice weekends for both events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered Isaac in the baby contest in Pilot Grove and he won first place with his buddy Tucker coming in right behind him.....buddies forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Grandma's funeral my Great Aunt Sis came in from South Dakota. We had not seen her for 2 years therefore she has never seen Isaac or Molly. We were all very excited to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261279479884554098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SQPRz76SH3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/p3dPZocCTNQ/s400/isaac+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past Thursday I had the afternoon off and I was able to be home with Isaac. While he was taking his nap, I got started on making birth announcements for Kelley baby Lucas. After a couple of hours Isaac woke up with a BIG smile on his face. I decided to get the camera out and even more smiles came across his face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261279502137579698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SQPR1Oz0WLI/AAAAAAAAAEc/E1IKapEVFCI/s400/isaac+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261279493373467714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SQPR0uKSnEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GkhSlYh2Wp8/s400/isaac+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been doing some card making. I had to make 70 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;invitations&lt;/span&gt; for a baby shower. They turned out pretty cute so I had to share. I am now in the process of making 70 baby announcement. They are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; adorable. I will share them when they are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261279487211190930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SQPR0XNFupI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QZHjyAnkKTo/s400/isaac+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I guess this is all for now. Until next time happy blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-1422808116888202438?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1422808116888202438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1422808116888202438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1422808116888202438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1422808116888202438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/10/finallyan-update.html' title='Finally.....an update'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SQPRz76SH3I/AAAAAAAAAEE/p3dPZocCTNQ/s72-c/isaac+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-6101805553146739979</id><published>2008-09-30T17:32:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T17:51:02.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gloria Dean Bonen, 82</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gloria&lt;/span&gt; Dean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bonen&lt;/span&gt;, 82, of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Blackwater&lt;/span&gt;, passed away at her home on Friday morning, September 26, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There will be a prayer service for Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bonen&lt;/span&gt; at 6:00 pm on Sunday, September 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; with visitation following until 8:00 p, at Davis Funeral Chapel in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Boonville&lt;/span&gt;. Friends may call from 1:00 pm until time of the visitation. The Mass of Christian Burial will be held at SS Peter and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Paul&lt;/span&gt; Catholic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Boonville&lt;/span&gt; at 10:00 am on Monday, September 29, 208 with father Bob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Duesdiecker&lt;/span&gt; officiating. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Burial&lt;/span&gt; will follow at Old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lamine&lt;/span&gt; Cemetery with Troy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kateman&lt;/span&gt;, Chris Jones, Chad Wolfe, Jay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Rodieck&lt;/span&gt;, Donald &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Esser&lt;/span&gt;, Mike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Esser&lt;/span&gt;, and Steve &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Schuster&lt;/span&gt; serving as pallbearers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Gloria D. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Bonen&lt;/span&gt; was born in Cooper County, March 15, 1926, the daughter of Frank Jacob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Esser&lt;/span&gt; and Rowena Belle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Widel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Esser&lt;/span&gt;. Sher married Herman &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Bonen&lt;/span&gt; in May of 1970 and he proceeded her in Death in August of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt; year. Gloria was an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;avid&lt;/span&gt; gardener who lover growing and drying flowers. She was a member of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Daylily&lt;/span&gt; Society in Columbia, and a long time member of the Arrow Rock Craft Club, as well as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Blackwater&lt;/span&gt; beautification project. Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Bonen&lt;/span&gt; was a lifelong member of SS Peter and Paul Catholic Church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;She is proceeded in death by her father, Frank Jacob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Esser&lt;/span&gt; and Mother, Rowena Belle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Widel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Esser and husband Herman Bonen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;She is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;survived&lt;/span&gt; by three daughters, Donna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Kateman&lt;/span&gt; and husband Robert of Nelson, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Monna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Schuster&lt;/span&gt; and husband Ed of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Blacwater&lt;/span&gt;, Libby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Jones&lt;/span&gt; and husband Dale of Columbia, and one son, Donnie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; and wife Cheryl of Pilot Grove. She leaves behind one brother, Franklyn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Esser&lt;/span&gt; and his wife &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Norma&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Blackwater&lt;/span&gt;. Her step-children, Dorothy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Imhoff&lt;/span&gt;, Mary Jane &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Fahrendorf&lt;/span&gt;, and Kenny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Bonen&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Blackwater&lt;/span&gt; and Judy Acton of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Hallsville&lt;/span&gt; also survive. She will be missed by her nine grandchildren, Tammy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Rodieck&lt;/span&gt; and husband Jay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Rodieck&lt;/span&gt;, Troy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Kateman&lt;/span&gt;, Kim Wolfe and husband Chad, Stephanie Day, Chris Jones, Felicia Jones, Zachary Jones, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Denim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Bonen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Holi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Bonen&lt;/span&gt; and five great-grand&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt;, Taylor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;Rodieck&lt;/span&gt;, Jaime &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Rodieck&lt;/span&gt;, Abigail Wolfe, Molly Wolfe and Isaac Day as well as numerous nieces and nephews.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;In lieu of flowers, the family respectfully requests that memorials be directed to the Howard County Hospice or the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Blackwater&lt;/span&gt; Garden Club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-6101805553146739979?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6101805553146739979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=6101805553146739979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6101805553146739979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6101805553146739979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/gloria-dean-bonen-82.html' title='Gloria Dean Bonen, 82'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3716454140387682275</id><published>2008-09-26T05:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T06:01:44.211-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Better Place.....</title><content type='html'>Hello to everyone. I just wanted to pass along that Grandma passed away this morning. She is now in a much better place and is no longer suffering. I got the call around 1:30am. We knew that it wasn't going to be much longer. Hospice told the girls on Wednesday a couple of days and it shows that they knew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt; what they were talking about. All three girls have been there since yesterday morning so Grandma knew that it was okay they were with her whenever it was her time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was able to go back to sleep after Dad came in at 1:30am; Kim and I just talked and I feel like I am ready to take on the world. I thought then what a better time then to blog at this early of a morning. Most of you should no that I don't get up this early if at all possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no doubt that our life will be different without Grandma as we are so used to always doing things with her. It was very hard to accept the fact back in January when we got the news. They said 6 months then and we had her for 9. Goes to show that she was a very strong women. Not until the last month was she not able to get out of the house. Her last outing was Labor Day Weekend we had her down here at the house. She had an enjoyable time. Here is one last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; that I have of Grandma and Isaac that I will treasure for life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250281848832167826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SNy_hjpSj5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/98PaOXgORzg/s400/Isaac+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Grandkids&lt;/span&gt; (minus Troy and Chris, they weren't able to make it) and her Great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grandkids&lt;/span&gt; all at Grandma's 82&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Birthday. She was a strong women and had 82 great years of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250281854990517666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SNy_h6ljhaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/kyYvdTIacnc/s400/Isaac+055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Please keep our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; in your thoughts and prayers and we make out way through this difficult journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3716454140387682275?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3716454140387682275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3716454140387682275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3716454140387682275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3716454140387682275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-better-place.html' title='In a Better Place.....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SNy_hjpSj5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/98PaOXgORzg/s72-c/Isaac+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-4828870357736580058</id><published>2008-09-21T22:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:04:17.448-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The curls that I love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Isaac has a touch of curly hair. When it gets humid these curls just start to form on the side over his ears. Lately I have been noticing that his hair just has a wave to it. Tonight after his bath Mommy, well Autie actually, played beauty salon and fixed his hair in the "mess" look or just flat curls. I loved it. He looked so cute I just had to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248690572140790802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SNcYREBkxBI/AAAAAAAAADs/AHDjyMvae4M/s400/Isaac+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac is growing up so fast. He is 9 months today. Wow, where has the time gone. He is really starting to do a lot of fun things. He now says Moma and his new thing today is ba-ba-ba-ba-ba with slobber running down his chin. He doesn't crawl. He sits on the flood with a very straight back and rocks back and forth. He puts his legs out front of him and scoots himself up. He doesn't get very far very fast but believe it or not he manages to get where he wants to. He is pulling up to things. He just doesn't know what to do when he gets there. I don't think I am ready for the walking stage. At least right now I can half way keep him out of things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little update on Grandma.  Hospice said on Friday that they think she wont make it but a couple of weeks.  She is not eating and drinking very little.  Within a week all she has eaten is maybe a cracker or a bite of banana bread.  As it is hard to think of her not being here anymore I don't like to see her suffer like she is right now.  May God Bless Her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-4828870357736580058?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4828870357736580058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=4828870357736580058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4828870357736580058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/4828870357736580058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/curls-that-i-love.html' title='The curls that I love'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SNcYREBkxBI/AAAAAAAAADs/AHDjyMvae4M/s72-c/Isaac+046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-1357049973789507254</id><published>2008-09-21T22:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:09:00.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks to Hurricane Ike</title><content type='html'>As you know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hurricane&lt;/span&gt; Ike brought us tons of rain. I was beginning to think that it was never going to quit. All of the rain brought high water on beautiful fields and roads making it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;impassable&lt;/span&gt;. The water down here by my house went over last Sunday (14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;) and went off the road early on Thursday (18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;). The water went over the road in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Blackwater&lt;/span&gt; on Tuesday (16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;) and was off by late Wednesday (17&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;). While the water was over the road in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Blackwater&lt;/span&gt; it made it very long for me to get to work. I had to go out through &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Lamine&lt;/span&gt; and hit interstate and come in that way. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Blackwater&lt;/span&gt; school was actually out of school for 2 days.....I bet they were loving that. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the water going over the road in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Blackwater&lt;/span&gt;. Before the water will even go over the road both fields to left and right of the highway have to be covered in water. This was taken about noon on the 16&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. If you look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;closely&lt;/span&gt; you can still see the yellow line. As you can tell the current is coming right on across.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248687730080316610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SNcVrohjfMI/AAAAAAAAADc/z0ZJeUhOizY/s320/Isaac+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the fields after the water went down. What one day was a beautiful field a beans is now a dark, nasty, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;STINKY&lt;/span&gt;, mess. God Bless Farmers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248687735454269394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SNcVr8izf9I/AAAAAAAAADk/x6uaQwuDgI8/s320/Isaac+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-1357049973789507254?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1357049973789507254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=1357049973789507254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1357049973789507254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/1357049973789507254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-to-hurricane-ike.html' title='Thanks to Hurricane Ike'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SNcVrohjfMI/AAAAAAAAADc/z0ZJeUhOizY/s72-c/Isaac+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3819582193894475212</id><published>2008-09-14T17:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:30:41.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big 1</title><content type='html'>It is so hard to believe that Miss Molly Kay is a year old.  Last Sunday she turned the big 1.  On Saturday we had her birthday party.  She was so funny.  She loved her cake.  Thanks to Mema she was able to get a pig cake.  The snout was "her" cake.  She didn't know quit what to do but she figured it out pretty quickly and sure liked it. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beautiful "pig" cake....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SM2UDbfaecI/AAAAAAAAACs/niJAk2UPwwI/s1600-h/Isaac+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246011927596530114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SM2UDbfaecI/AAAAAAAAACs/niJAk2UPwwI/s320/Isaac+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Molly enjoying her "pig" cake....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SM2UDoJKEDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wmWAA2l8WAU/s1600-h/Isaac+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246011930992840754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SM2UDoJKEDI/AAAAAAAAAC0/wmWAA2l8WAU/s320/Isaac+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3819582193894475212?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3819582193894475212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3819582193894475212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3819582193894475212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3819582193894475212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/big-1.html' title='The Big 1'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SM2UDbfaecI/AAAAAAAAACs/niJAk2UPwwI/s72-c/Isaac+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-3387875539667711337</id><published>2008-09-05T23:22:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T23:30:25.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers Please</title><content type='html'>As most of you know my Grandmother is dieing of cancer. Back in January they gave her 6 months to live. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fortunately&lt;/span&gt; she has made it past that amount of time. We are working on 8 months. Her health is falling very quickly. She is no longer able to stay by herself. Between Mom, Aunt Donna, and Libby someone is with her 24/7. It is a challenge for her to walk and she is no longer eating very much. She sleeps most of the day only awake about 3 hours in a 24 hour time span. I will dearly miss her but her time here is about over. I don't like seeing her this way because that is not "Grandma." She no longer acknowledges you when you walk in the door, if she even wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to give everyone a short update. Hope everyone is doing well and enjoying this cooler weather. I have had to get the winter clothes out for Isaac...sure is crazy!! I just ask that you keep Grandma in your prayers as she needs them right now. God Bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-3387875539667711337?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3387875539667711337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=3387875539667711337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3387875539667711337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/3387875539667711337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayers-please.html' title='Prayers Please'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-2146650404860487454</id><published>2008-09-01T16:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T16:51:36.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The love of cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On Saturday we all went to Kansas City to do some shopping. I managed to get some of Isaac's Birthday/Christmas shopping done. We had lunch with Mary at her house and enjoyed ourselves there for a little bit. We had to get home rather early because Mom had to stay with Grandma that night. On Sunday Mom brought Grandma down to our house since someone has to be with her dad and night. Grandma was able to spend the day down here but slept most of the time. We went to the Pilot Grove Church Picnic Sunday evening. The food was wonderful and Abby had a good time playing the games. Kim and everyone brought carry outs home since Grandma isn't able to get out that much and I went and worked my shift....oh what fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac and Molly holding hands while traveling down the road.  The love of 2 cousins so close in age.  It is so fun to watch them as they try to communicate with each other!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLxjTmNdAGI/AAAAAAAAACk/VCIVGD_vD8M/s1600-h/Isaac+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241173254678052962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLxjTmNdAGI/AAAAAAAAACk/VCIVGD_vD8M/s320/Isaac+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-2146650404860487454?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2146650404860487454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=2146650404860487454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2146650404860487454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2146650404860487454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-of-cousins.html' title='The love of cousins'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLxjTmNdAGI/AAAAAAAAACk/VCIVGD_vD8M/s72-c/Isaac+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-2844846152857883341</id><published>2008-08-27T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:54:08.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's 1st Day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes, that is right my precious little Abby had her first day of preschool on Monday at Blackwater School. Mommy and Daddy took her to school that morning and "Auntie" picks her and Austin up everyday at lunch to go back home. On Tuesday she started riding the school bus and she loves it. All she talks about is riding the school bus!!! She seems to really like going to school but she is soooo tired when she gets home. It is amazing how well she takes naps now days!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLjD8vn6hWI/AAAAAAAAACc/uehnTDZqHZ8/s1600-h/isaac+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240153614789018978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLjD8vn6hWI/AAAAAAAAACc/uehnTDZqHZ8/s320/isaac+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is going okay. It has been a hell of an evening.....I guess that is why it is 11:00 pm and I am trying to get this posted. Isaac is fast asleep in his bed so hopefully he will be there for the night. His newest thing is doing the motor boat sounds and getting his clothes soaking wet with slober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend bring s yet another Labor Day weekend. Whatever everyone has planned I hope you enjoy the weekend and have a great day off on Monday. We have a very busy weekend planned. Saturday we are going to Lees Summitt to visit Mom's friend Mary and then Kim and I are going to do some shopping at Nolan Road and Independence!! I know it is early but I think I am going to try to do some of Isaac's Birthday and Christmas shopping so it doesn't hit me all at the same time. On Sunday is the St. Joseph Catholic Church Homecoming Picnic. Always great fun and a lot of games for the kids to play. Abby will really enjoy herself this year. By next yeat Isaac and Molly will really be able to enjoy themselves. Better sign off now....God Bless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-2844846152857883341?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2844846152857883341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=2844846152857883341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2844846152857883341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/2844846152857883341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/abbys-1st-day-of-preschool.html' title='Abby&apos;s 1st Day of Preschool'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLjD8vn6hWI/AAAAAAAAACc/uehnTDZqHZ8/s72-c/isaac+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-5164912353460760465</id><published>2008-08-23T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:01:44.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh.....</title><content type='html'>Last night Isaac got to spend some time with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mema&lt;/span&gt; and Papa. Oh what fun for them all. Papa was sitting at the table and Isaac was sitting on the table in front of him. Papa took a cucumber out of a bowl and went to eat it and as it passing by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Isaac's&lt;/span&gt; mouth he opened it thinking he was going to get a bite. He then looked at Papa like hey I wanted that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey.....I thought that was for me????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLBWMFnM2DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7pAdrt05i34/s1600-h/isaac+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237781132296902706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLBWMFnM2DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7pAdrt05i34/s320/isaac+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that was just in your hand Papa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLBWMR0vggI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BgE2T2i2WGU/s1600-h/isaac+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237781135574925826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLBWMR0vggI/AAAAAAAAAB8/BgE2T2i2WGU/s320/isaac+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...that's more like it!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLBWMvoLdbI/AAAAAAAAACE/nevxSGR1eeY/s1600-h/isaac+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237781143575295410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLBWMvoLdbI/AAAAAAAAACE/nevxSGR1eeY/s320/isaac+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bath time&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mema&lt;/span&gt; is always so much more fun than with Mommy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mema&lt;/span&gt; lets Isaac sit in the&lt;br /&gt;kitchen sink and play. I think Isaac gets more water outside the sink than what stays in!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLBWM4b0zMI/AAAAAAAAACM/jI_jwM8gmSI/s1600-h/isaac+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237781145939397826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLBWM4b0zMI/AAAAAAAAACM/jI_jwM8gmSI/s320/isaac+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What...did I do that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLBWNDuBSeI/AAAAAAAAACU/oMvvMVdEyJ8/s1600-h/isaac+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237781148968503778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLBWNDuBSeI/AAAAAAAAACU/oMvvMVdEyJ8/s320/isaac+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-5164912353460760465?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5164912353460760465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=5164912353460760465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5164912353460760465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5164912353460760465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/uh.html' title='Uh.....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SLBWMFnM2DI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7pAdrt05i34/s72-c/isaac+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-6635264993193254845</id><published>2008-08-21T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T18:28:30.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a great day</title><content type='html'>Today Mom took Abby and all of the babysitting kids out to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stuckeys&lt;/span&gt; for ice cream. Of course I got to join them they came by the bank and picked me up for lunch. It is so hard to believe that Abby will be starting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Preschool&lt;/span&gt; on Monday. She seems to be pretty excited just a little "nervous" as she says!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Kim and I sat down and made Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mollys&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; invitations. I cannot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that she is already going to be a year old in a few weeks. I thought they turned out darling so of course I had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SK33WCE2qWI/AAAAAAAAABM/g5Ghjs31XVE/s1600-h/Isaac+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237113899588168034" style="WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="167" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SK33WCE2qWI/AAAAAAAAABM/g5Ghjs31XVE/s320/Isaac+008.JPG" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Isaac in his walker. He LOVES that thing. He gets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everywhere&lt;/span&gt; he wants to be. He chases you through the house if he wants something. He was supper excited to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;PaPa&lt;/span&gt; walk in the door. He chased him to the door. Sure made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;PaPa&lt;/span&gt; proud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SK33WdJXcGI/AAAAAAAAABU/NG0Jr0K6Nxs/s1600-h/Isaac+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237113906854850658" style="CURSOR: hand" height="234" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SK33WdJXcGI/AAAAAAAAABU/NG0Jr0K6Nxs/s320/Isaac+010.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey check this out Ashley.  I finally figured out how to move the pictures!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-6635264993193254845?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6635264993193254845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=6635264993193254845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6635264993193254845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/6635264993193254845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-great-day.html' title='What a great day'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SK33WCE2qWI/AAAAAAAAABM/g5Ghjs31XVE/s72-c/Isaac+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5755772284264242694.post-5695925442885083462</id><published>2008-08-20T21:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:32:04.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SKzSN_ceBvI/AAAAAAAAABE/o5Kz2baJTvA/s1600-h/Isaac+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236791604536018674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SKzSN_ceBvI/AAAAAAAAABE/o5Kz2baJTvA/s320/Isaac+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of the cards that I made on Saturday. I just really like colors!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5755772284264242694-5695925442885083462?l=stephandisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5695925442885083462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5755772284264242694&amp;postID=5695925442885083462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5695925442885083462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5755772284264242694/posts/default/5695925442885083462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stephandisaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/favorite-card.html' title='Favorite Card'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02752404060679346545</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/S8TFcCVHncI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Xbsoxy2hbyE/S220/MomIsaacEaster.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6IqXma8N2Cw/SKzSN_ceBvI/AAAAAAAAABE/o5Kz2baJTvA/s72-c/Isaac+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
