<?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-3878990495033370297</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:29:20.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Happening</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-8372295358963533704</id><published>2008-07-21T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T11:51:10.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SI9lI_wlpwI/AAAAAAAAATA/0nwhEonmKNA/s1600-h/iuii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228508897629021954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SI9lI_wlpwI/AAAAAAAAATA/0nwhEonmKNA/s200/iuii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SI9k6IUWH9I/AAAAAAAAAS4/5WnJemZ77bc/s1600-h/yty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228508642228445138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SI9k6IUWH9I/AAAAAAAAAS4/5WnJemZ77bc/s200/yty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SI9ktiYEtCI/AAAAAAAAASw/YxH1tRPAy9w/s1600-h/uuy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228508425885103138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SI9ktiYEtCI/AAAAAAAAASw/YxH1tRPAy9w/s200/uuy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SI9kmiN3AYI/AAAAAAAAASo/eO0LvigpiH4/s1600-h/lkjhg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228508305583178114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SI9kmiN3AYI/AAAAAAAAASo/eO0LvigpiH4/s200/lkjhg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SI9keTrU_7I/AAAAAAAAASg/G9b9l9M5FPE/s1600-h/kjhg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228508164241293234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SI9keTrU_7I/AAAAAAAAASg/G9b9l9M5FPE/s200/kjhg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228507210661045426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="146" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SI9jmzUFJLI/AAAAAAAAASY/t6WGc0JRFnM/s200/sdfse.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIVAF6Xv5KI/AAAAAAAAASQ/YiWBFsJNGVg/s1600-h/jhgfgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225653412945716386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIVAF6Xv5KI/AAAAAAAAASQ/YiWBFsJNGVg/s200/jhgfgh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU__78T_oI/AAAAAAAAASI/bLOGu91PXCE/s1600-h/lkjhu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225653310288297602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU__78T_oI/AAAAAAAAASI/bLOGu91PXCE/s200/lkjhu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;July! I still can't believe it's July!!!! Well the last day in June Wes's sister Shelley that lives in TX came to visit. She just had her first baby (our first neice) Lily Annalane Robert in May. She is just beautiful and I already love her so much! We had so much fun spending 2 weeks off and on with them. They are now back in TX and we hate it .. We miss them so very much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For the 4th we didn't do to much at all. We got ready headed to the lake and parked and watched the fireworks.. The kids had a ball .. They were amazed andn looking cute in their red, white and blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;July 5th we had our annual huge playdate at my dad's house.. We did a huge blow up slide thanks to daddy for taking care of that. There were so many kids there it was amazing. We look forward to this every year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was also July Clover rodeo time.. Sage looks forward to this every year.  He gets to dress up like a cowboy and watch the real cowboys ride horses and bulls.  Marli got sick this night and we ended up at urgent care and her fever was right at 105. She had her first ever strep throat.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes we like to hop in the car and just have a fun family day.  So last weekend we hopped in the car headed to chic fil a , then the airport.. The kids love going to there and watching the planes land and take off.. and to be honest to Wes and I it is fun for us too.. It's really relaxing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far thats all the excitement for July but We head to the beach next week for our family beach trip.. It will be nice just Me Wes and the kids.. Its nice to get away and enjoy some good quality family time and I am really looking forward to sitting on the beach. This will be Marli's first trip so I most def get tons of pics.  Sage is asking everyday is it time to go yet.. He is super excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3878990495033370297-8372295358963533704?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8372295358963533704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=8372295358963533704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/8372295358963533704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/8372295358963533704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-i-still-cant-believe-its-july-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SI9lI_wlpwI/AAAAAAAAATA/0nwhEonmKNA/s72-c/iuii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-5787795450198584357</id><published>2008-07-21T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:55:16.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU98vq5JxI/AAAAAAAAASA/0dN0MfClMYw/s1600-h/jjgg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225651056431146770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU98vq5JxI/AAAAAAAAASA/0dN0MfClMYw/s320/jjgg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU94eDhe3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/KlxJ7vDoUZY/s1600-h/imagew2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225650982983138162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU94eDhe3I/AAAAAAAAAR4/KlxJ7vDoUZY/s320/imagew2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU87mVvdtI/AAAAAAAAARw/qJ8JEgBxfO4/s1600-h/fgdfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225649937235015378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU87mVvdtI/AAAAAAAAARw/qJ8JEgBxfO4/s320/fgdfg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU7FSmmmRI/AAAAAAAAARo/OzbCGcNDTL0/s1600-h/sage+tonsils.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225647904712464658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU7FSmmmRI/AAAAAAAAARo/OzbCGcNDTL0/s320/sage+tonsils.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU6-gFAezI/AAAAAAAAARg/__jstCZO0wg/s1600-h/tballe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225647788070566706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU6-gFAezI/AAAAAAAAARg/__jstCZO0wg/s320/tballe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU65qGRZfI/AAAAAAAAARY/wOVAYnhKbJs/s1600-h/shadow-+amy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225647704860878322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU65qGRZfI/AAAAAAAAARY/wOVAYnhKbJs/s320/shadow-+amy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I don't know if I should try to catch up or Just start a new! UMMMMM I'll try to recap real quick of anything big that has went on... April , Sage started T-ball and LOVED every second of it.. I don't know if it will always be his favorite but so far it is and I love it too. So fun and cute to watch. May- My sister Alicia got married to long time boyfriend Josh. We all were in the wedding. Sage was a very handsome ringbearer, Marli just made an adorble beautiful flower girl. It was a beautiful Wedding and everything went perfect, wedding, reception, and daddy had her an after party . Two days after the wedding my pawpaws Dr. called and said that his test came back and he had a huge growth on his lung and it looked like a very bad form of cancer. So needless to say my family wasn't right and just so sad until last week (July) he had some major scans, test, and visited different Dr.s and it is not cancer it is fungus. It is serious but hopefully treatable. Praise!!! Now I feel like I can think again and not worry every single day about him leaving us yet. I just wasn't ready for that yet. Still in May- Sage had his tonsil and adnoids removed.. He was so brave and sick afterwards. His tonsils touched and he couldn't breath good and words wouldn't come out right and at night he sounded like a 300 lb old man.. so loud and always with his mouth opened. The surgery has helped majorly you can't hear him breath so loud at night (its very quite now , I was used to the noise of him breathing). His ENT dr noticed since he had been breathing out of his mouth for so long with his wide open the roof of his mouth if more narrow and higher up than normal causeing some words so not come out so perfectly , so either time or a little speech will help.. but hey better than my baby not being able to breath good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;June- Playing , swimming, VBS, Aunt Shelley and new baby Lily come to visit.... We are having a great great great summer! The kids love playing outside.. They are so tan already lookin so tan making mommy look sooo white.. I am working on it though.. Nothing like sitting out in the back yard with my feet in the kiddy pool and watching the kids play.. and they love splashing mommy.. Sage has even turned on the hosepipe and chased me .. It was funny... &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/3878990495033370297-5787795450198584357?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5787795450198584357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=5787795450198584357' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/5787795450198584357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/5787795450198584357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/07/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up!'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/SIU98vq5JxI/AAAAAAAAASA/0dN0MfClMYw/s72-c/jjgg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-9174632582707385494</id><published>2008-04-30T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T15:03:24.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a private matter</title><content type='html'>As I did before here is a quote of Sage's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sage was using the potty and pooping and I went in the bathroom to ck on him and he screamed at me "get out of here this is a private matter"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIDS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-9174632582707385494?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/9174632582707385494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=9174632582707385494' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/9174632582707385494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/9174632582707385494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-private-matter.html' title='This is a private matter'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-278719108344769842</id><published>2008-03-30T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:10:57.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you pray they will come!</title><content type='html'>As most of you know that I quit my job to be a stay at home mommy in December.  I was quitting with the intention of having a newborn baby to watch 5 days a week and 1 parttimer or 2.  Well I only ended up getting the baby which has been nice but I want the money.. ha So All in one week I get a phone call to keep a little 2 yr old girl 2 days a month so thats nothing and 3 days later another phone call to keep a boy and girl (brother and sister) 5 and 2... 3 days a week .  So its perfect I am so excited.  good parents I have been blessed with so far.  Wes and I always said I will never keep a kid I don't feel comforable with or the parents make me feel intimatated etc..  The girl who used to watch mine always told me that rule too... She kept kids for 7 years and complimented me and wes on being the best parents she ever had.  We did't care if the kids got dirty , got a boo boo or two :), fell down, we cared but never upset with her for the way she did things with them. One time I pulled up and Sage and Zack were peeing out in the yard and she said oh my gosh I hope you don't care I said kim if I did care then I would need to take a chill pill as a parent and let my boy be a boy.. thats how Sage learned to pee so well run around in jockies and he just loved peeing outside and it worked ha ... So I always said I hope it goes as well for me as it did for her.  If Sage would have been all clean when I picked him up at kims then I would have thought he didn't get to play hard.. But that was hardly the case he was pretty much always dirty and that tickeled me and Wes to death..Now I don't want them spick and span all the time but my rule to being a parent is to let kids be kids... so when I have a parent call me I go a head and cover all of this how are you on playing outside and getting dirty, eating, naps, rules at home that I need to use here and they are so ticlked I am very laid back on playing lots outside, playdough, etc.. One of the parents is a very healthy meal planner and eater but I think I can manage that with their child but loves their child to get dirty and play play play..... I told her that the house may be clean when you drop your kid off but when you pick them up it wont be that way she said well if it was all clean when i came to pick her up then I would think seh didn't play with toys so that made me feel good cuase you can't really clean up after kids while thy are playing.. only naps and bedtime is picking up time around here.  I get the 2 new kids tomorrow I am very excited about.  So please pray for me as I start this new stage in my life .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-278719108344769842?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/278719108344769842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=278719108344769842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/278719108344769842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/278719108344769842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/03/if-you-pray-they-will-come.html' title='If you pray they will come!'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-2387383586676739397</id><published>2008-03-30T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T13:05:29.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>How we spent Easter Evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_xg3CVSPI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/StMU0yIUm7Y/s1600-h/IMG_1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183627242958571762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_xg3CVSPI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/StMU0yIUm7Y/s320/IMG_1104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                The kids Easter goodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_xHHCVSOI/AAAAAAAAAQI/LqGJICWK0VA/s1600-h/IMG_0967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183626800576940258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_xHHCVSOI/AAAAAAAAAQI/LqGJICWK0VA/s320/IMG_0967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    Before Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_wvXCVSNI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sE2PbrnCXeY/s1600-h/fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183626392555047122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_wvXCVSNI/AAAAAAAAAQA/sE2PbrnCXeY/s320/fam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      Easter bunnies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_wgXCVSMI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Yc-8MThH_EM/s1600-h/cvbdfv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183626134857009346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_wgXCVSMI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Yc-8MThH_EM/s320/cvbdfv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  Having a conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_wSnCVSLI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-KuIMNZY1fs/s1600-h/IMG_0926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183625898633808050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_wSnCVSLI/AAAAAAAAAPw/-KuIMNZY1fs/s320/IMG_0926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    My Handsome boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_v0HCVSKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NcNed101fWk/s1600-h/IMG_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183625374647797922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_v0HCVSKI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NcNed101fWk/s320/IMG_0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_vRnCVSJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/rTCgoSXx8so/s1600-h/booboo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183624781942311058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_vRnCVSJI/AAAAAAAAAPg/rTCgoSXx8so/s320/booboo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                      Sweet Princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_u53CVSII/AAAAAAAAAPY/w7bbsILyNu8/s1600-h/1ekr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183624373920417922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_u53CVSII/AAAAAAAAAPY/w7bbsILyNu8/s320/1ekr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/3878990495033370297-2387383586676739397?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2387383586676739397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=2387383586676739397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/2387383586676739397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/2387383586676739397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_xg3CVSPI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/StMU0yIUm7Y/s72-c/IMG_1104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-8549491009193970024</id><published>2008-03-30T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T12:49:13.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up!  Again!  Easter Egg hunting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_uY3CVSHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/snh31x4wEeY/s1600-h/IMG_0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183623806984734834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_uY3CVSHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/snh31x4wEeY/s320/IMG_0823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_uEnCVSGI/AAAAAAAAAPI/OylbCyCGL8I/s1600-h/IMG_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183623459092383842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_uEnCVSGI/AAAAAAAAAPI/OylbCyCGL8I/s320/IMG_0785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_t0XCVSFI/AAAAAAAAAPA/sspg4e03XKw/s1600-h/IMG_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183623179919509586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_t0XCVSFI/AAAAAAAAAPA/sspg4e03XKw/s320/IMG_0775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_tcnCVSEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RIVjND9yddM/s1600-h/IMG_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183622771897616450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_tcnCVSEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RIVjND9yddM/s320/IMG_0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_s23CVSDI/AAAAAAAAAOw/CDsqv1xm3DI/s1600-h/IMG_0667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183622123357554738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_s23CVSDI/AAAAAAAAAOw/CDsqv1xm3DI/s320/IMG_0667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_sT3CVSCI/AAAAAAAAAOo/pT7SFVfdmV0/s1600-h/IMG_0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183621522062133282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_sT3CVSCI/AAAAAAAAAOo/pT7SFVfdmV0/s320/IMG_0663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_qyHCVSBI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ndQCOcAcha0/s1600-h/IMG_1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183619842729920530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_qyHCVSBI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ndQCOcAcha0/s320/IMG_1125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You probably wondering what this picture is all about ... Well another "Sage Moment" ... I don't know where he gets his humor from.. Okay well So Wes and I are both very silly people... Anyways... My friends Mom aka Nana Jill and Pastor Mike had a family close friends Easter egg hunt on there land . It started off with them cooking pancakes and sausage for us .. umm um good... Then the famous hunt.... Well before we left the house I told Sage okay were ready to go .. so go get your coat and easter bucket for the hunt... Sage came to me with the above picture.. His bucket with his gun inside.. I said why do you have your gun? " TO HUNT EGGS" your laughing right? Pics of Easter egg hunting we did at church, Nana Jills, St Pattys day etc &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/3878990495033370297-8549491009193970024?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8549491009193970024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=8549491009193970024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/8549491009193970024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/8549491009193970024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/03/catching-up-again-easter-egg-hunting.html' title='Catching up!  Again!  Easter Egg hunting!'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-_uY3CVSHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/snh31x4wEeY/s72-c/IMG_0823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-332965266931058203</id><published>2008-03-21T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T13:19:19.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-QYK3CVSAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/lrwWJaTK4ME/s1600-h/IMG_0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180292046234404866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-QYK3CVSAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/lrwWJaTK4ME/s320/IMG_0746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-QXwXCVR_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_nNpwzs8IE8/s1600-h/IMG_0747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180291590967871474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-QXwXCVR_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/_nNpwzs8IE8/s320/IMG_0747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We made some Easter goodies Thursday. Sage loves these choc covered pretzel candies we do for holidays. All you do : On a cookie sheet lined with wax paper . You lay out the flat square pretzels and top with the round wedding choclates (color you choose to use) ... Bake 325 for 3 min only. Remove from oven and press your candies in the middle of the choc... You can use m &amp;amp;m's .. This time I used mini Malt wopper eggs. cool let harden and enjoy! You can do these for any holiday or theme using certain colors... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sage and I also did a little project while the girls took their morning nap. We had so much fun doing this together.. Sage really loved the GLUE!!! EEKKKKK but didn't the foam bunny turn out really cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-332965266931058203?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/332965266931058203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=332965266931058203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/332965266931058203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/332965266931058203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-fun.html' title='Easter Fun'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-QYK3CVSAI/AAAAAAAAAOY/lrwWJaTK4ME/s72-c/IMG_0746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-2520014167576687541</id><published>2008-03-19T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T12:50:20.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Girl is ONE !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-QRZXCVR9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/WvbB6oY09VA/s1600-h/Marli+project_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180284598761113554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-QRZXCVR9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/WvbB6oY09VA/s320/Marli+project_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HP3nCVR8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/--GEuKtwP70/s1600-h/IMG_0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179649600731301826" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HP3nCVR8I/AAAAAAAAAN4/--GEuKtwP70/s320/IMG_0450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HPlnCVR7I/AAAAAAAAANw/dLlA7yB5fxo/s1600-h/IMG_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179649291493656498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HPlnCVR7I/AAAAAAAAANw/dLlA7yB5fxo/s320/IMG_0415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little party at home the day of her birthday .. Pics of her fabulous 1st birthday party . It was a hit! The kids had a ball ! She got lots of special gifts too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HPHXCVR6I/AAAAAAAAANo/nQ_6HT_64kc/s1600-h/IMG_0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179648771802613666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HPHXCVR6I/AAAAAAAAANo/nQ_6HT_64kc/s320/IMG_0391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HOnnCVR5I/AAAAAAAAANg/A83qP0lKbmk/s1600-h/IMG_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179648226341767058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HOnnCVR5I/AAAAAAAAANg/A83qP0lKbmk/s320/IMG_0364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HOSnCVR4I/AAAAAAAAANY/EuNmMG5REhM/s1600-h/IMG_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179647865564514178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HOSnCVR4I/AAAAAAAAANY/EuNmMG5REhM/s320/IMG_0353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well March 6th 2007 Marli Erison made her way into this world (with a little help from the famous Dr. Peach) .... 9:57 am Wes and I had our second Child and all the feeling you think you can't have with the second cause of how much you adore and love the first come right back and your so in love AGAIN with another baby! She came out healthy as a horse like her brother Sage... She was a little smaller ha weighing in at 9 lbs 1 oz-- 20 inches long. Dark peach fuzz hair and soooo cute and chubby! I love chubby babies too! She has literlly been a fantastic little girl. She sleeps awesome, her teething didn't bother her until her one year old molars, she is on her 11 and 12 tooth , she wasn't sick one time until her first ear infection at 10 months old and she has still never had a fever. She loves hugging really she is a true snuggle bug.. she blows kisses, says momma , dada, bye bye, bubba, baby georgia (the little girl i keep) , nana, no no, and yes she hums lala byes.. and twinkle twinkle little star.barks when she see a puppy/dog... she loves to eat just about anything, Our snuggle bug, Mar Mar as we call her sometimes. She loves her brother, loves to beat on his door when he is napping cause she misses him... They love each other and they do argue already when she is in Sage's way. ha We love being the fab four .. We are very laid back don't do too much of nothing and loving our first year of Marli and now we have a 3 year old and a 1 year old... Time sure has flew by. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HJ4XCVR3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/1t6vEEN_uzY/s1600-h/IMG_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179643016546436978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HJ4XCVR3I/AAAAAAAAANQ/1t6vEEN_uzY/s320/IMG_0595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HJCXCVR2I/AAAAAAAAANI/d6kbUfEa3yQ/s1600-h/IMG_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179642088833501026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HJCXCVR2I/AAAAAAAAANI/d6kbUfEa3yQ/s320/IMG_0558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HIrnCVR1I/AAAAAAAAANA/ARSrz1n1NyA/s1600-h/IMG_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179641697991477074" style="FLOAT: right; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HHwXCVRyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/shjoS5LQxpc/s320/party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HHgnCVRxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/0Ua86qfZcAc/s1600-h/marli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179640409501288210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-HHgnCVRxI/AAAAAAAAAMg/0Ua86qfZcAc/s320/marli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3878990495033370297-2520014167576687541?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2520014167576687541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=2520014167576687541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/2520014167576687541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/2520014167576687541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-little-girl-is-one.html' title='My Little Girl is ONE !!!!!!!'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R-QRZXCVR9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/WvbB6oY09VA/s72-c/Marli+project_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-7722569301724513553</id><published>2008-03-06T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T12:21:46.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving March....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R9BR_k4BbRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/BcfjFe2qKso/s1600-h/IMG_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174726124520959250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R9BR_k4BbRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/BcfjFe2qKso/s320/IMG_0229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R9BRuE4BbQI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fB1Hmk6sOE4/s1600-h/vbvb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174725823873248514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R9BRuE4BbQI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/fB1Hmk6sOE4/s320/vbvb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R9BRXU4BbPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NIrQuGWCXlc/s1600-h/fgjn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174725433031224562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R9BRXU4BbPI/AAAAAAAAAMI/NIrQuGWCXlc/s320/fgjn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R9BRA04BbOI/AAAAAAAAAMA/hW01aaLf7PQ/s1600-h/adsfsdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174725046484167906" style="FLOAT: right; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R9BP6U4BbLI/AAAAAAAAALo/tJ2ERCA4GqI/s320/IMG_0135.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R9BOmU4BbKI/AAAAAAAAALg/jSAIOaTs9cc/s1600-h/IMG_0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174722392194378914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R9BOmU4BbKI/AAAAAAAAALg/jSAIOaTs9cc/s320/IMG_0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a quick blog so I don't get to far behind.. We have had some really pretty weather so far this March. I know it will come and go until about May but when its here I say go outside and stay and ENJOY IT!!!!! March 1st my cousin Amanda got married in Clemson SC . The kids spend the night with there grandparents and off we went and had a really great time on our drive there and seeing lots of family and friends. Her wedding was beautiful and romantic so spending that time with my hubby was great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;March 2nd I picked up the kids from there weekend with grandparents and headed to my daddy's house to play and play and play some more. We had a ball. We rode the golfcart everywhere , fed horses, donkies and ducks. We played T-ball and Sage helped the guys split wood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to the weekday on Monday and the weather was still just great. 73 to be exact. I was in heaven . Perfect temp. Charlotte came over for a playdate with Carter so that was really nice. The boys and Marli and Georgia had a ball. IT was like a whole new world for Marli since she knows how to walk now getting down in the grass and walking around. So fun! I take her every 3 months for her pics somewhere but take them in between my self and realized I forgot 11months so I got those taken care of out in our yard.. I freaked out when I noticed. Somethign about that second child you don't remember anything. So she was 4 days away from being one but hey it was still in her 11th month so oh well.. ha ....March 6th is her birthday 9:57am 9 lbs 1 oz and 20 inches long.. There is nothing like the day when you have your children. NOTHING. I will blog about her birthday and birthday party very soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3878990495033370297-7722569301724513553?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7722569301724513553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=7722569301724513553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/7722569301724513553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/7722569301724513553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/03/loving-march.html' title='Loving March....'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R9BR_k4BbRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/BcfjFe2qKso/s72-c/IMG_0229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-9171316477906952513</id><published>2008-02-28T19:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T19:34:11.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower Time Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d7vL5RJOI/AAAAAAAAALY/L84jEFbK5ro/s1600-h/IMG_9986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172238747635360994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d7vL5RJOI/AAAAAAAAALY/L84jEFbK5ro/s320/IMG_9986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d7i75RJNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/RbH5AVuzovo/s1600-h/IMG_9987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172238537181963474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d7i75RJNI/AAAAAAAAALQ/RbH5AVuzovo/s320/IMG_9987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d7W75RJMI/AAAAAAAAALI/vHBqNIEbu-8/s1600-h/IMG_9990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172238331023533250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d7W75RJMI/AAAAAAAAALI/vHBqNIEbu-8/s320/IMG_9990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d7Lr5RJLI/AAAAAAAAALA/CDjakB9gRFI/s1600-h/girlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172238137750004914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d7Lr5RJLI/AAAAAAAAALA/CDjakB9gRFI/s320/girlie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d7Db5RJKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/C8yFYi3JN0o/s1600-h/AMY+SHELLEY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172237996016084130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d7Db5RJKI/AAAAAAAAAK4/C8yFYi3JN0o/s320/AMY+SHELLEY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well most of the Sister N Laws got together and had Shelley (Wes's Sister) a baby shower.   She was in town from El Paso TX.  We miss her dearly and you would know that they move far far far away and get pregnant and we ain't gonna see the baby as much as we want. She is having a girl and everyone is just tickled PINK.... It was a great shower, food and fellowship with a bunch of talkative women.. We filled up Wendy's house to the fulliest.. I was the lucky one and Shelley stayed with us 2 night.  Sage and Marli loved having their aunt Shelley here.  We stayed up talking so much Wes slept upstairs on the couch and me and her just talked into weeeee hours of the night.. Then she got to see why you dont stay up late cause just because you wont to sleep in doesn't mean you can with Sage tapping you saying I want Juice and watch Little Bears.. We were wore out.  ... Well Shelley I hope you got alot of your favorite things.. We love you! MOVE BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-9171316477906952513?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/9171316477906952513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=9171316477906952513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/9171316477906952513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/9171316477906952513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/02/baby-shower-time-again.html' title='Baby Shower Time Again!'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d7vL5RJOI/AAAAAAAAALY/L84jEFbK5ro/s72-c/IMG_9986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-6386569754203053991</id><published>2008-02-27T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T19:22:51.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d6dL5RJJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/vbVHy1Rux-w/s1600-h/IMG_9942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172237338886087826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d6dL5RJJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/vbVHy1Rux-w/s320/IMG_9942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8W1pd8yvEI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Ql_TUsX5lew/s1600-h/IMG_9952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171739471123758146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8W1pd8yvEI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Ql_TUsX5lew/s320/IMG_9952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8W1Zd8yvDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eVmeqcxZ2Mk/s1600-h/IMG_9935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171739196245851186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8W1Zd8yvDI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eVmeqcxZ2Mk/s320/IMG_9935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8W1KN8yvCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/dMOASleIvY0/s1600-h/IMG_9923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171738934252846114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8W1KN8yvCI/AAAAAAAAAKY/dMOASleIvY0/s320/IMG_9923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well we had a very laid back day for Valentine's. I have Payton everyother Friday and Sage really enjoys this. So with Payton coming and Sage excited we had a valentine party. We made choc covered pretzels and ate cupcakes. They had a call. After Payton and Georgia left that evening we piled up in the car withthe kids and went to eat mexican. Sage was wired from sugar that he got from all the goodie drop offs that day. Nana, Pappy and Jacq brought goodies, then Gigi and pop pop .. Marli was in her own little world of whats all the pink and red for. She is just adorable. We had a great laid back Valentines..&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/3878990495033370297-6386569754203053991?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6386569754203053991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=6386569754203053991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/6386569754203053991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/6386569754203053991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines-day-2008.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day 2008'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R8d6dL5RJJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/vbVHy1Rux-w/s72-c/IMG_9942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-371858031366186061</id><published>2008-02-21T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T15:42:18.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YouTube - twpenninger's Channel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/twpenninger"&gt;YouTube - twpenninger's Channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hubby and his buds having fun 4- wheelen out of town!!!! Such a hard life for those guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-371858031366186061?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/371858031366186061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=371858031366186061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/371858031366186061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/371858031366186061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/02/youtube-twpenningers-channel.html' title='YouTube - twpenninger&apos;s Channel'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-2353593193669874400</id><published>2008-02-11T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T12:11:08.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the darnest things!</title><content type='html'>Just a small post to let you know what can come from my 3 year olds mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day he kept digging in the back of his pants and I said Sage stop that . That is rude and nasty we don't dig and put our hand in the back of our pants. He growdled and rolled his eyes and said "Mommy my hiney is hungry and its eating my jockies all gone.  Well his hungry comes out hundree and gone is Down.  but you would def get what he said.  I bought died I had to call my momma and bestfriend cause in his mind his hiney as hungry.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I said hurry up lets run through the banks drive through and then grab a happy meal and he said the bank has happy meals now not suckers.. He was so upset and hollering through the window cheeseburger and apples.. What do you say .. That my boy! He never lets us have a dull moment in our house.  He had our neighbor dying laughing yesterday with how he is such a clown and center of attention at being funny and some of the things he says. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and he is really shocking us with his drawing he drew our family the other day .. a round face with eyes , mouth, arms and legs, it was adorable and he was so proud.  I was proud . Wes's sister and brother are so very creative and artistic and I was like yay we might have another artist in the family... He also used to ask us to draw choo choo tracks on paper all the time and now he draws an almost perfect staight lines and does them himself.  He sure is growing up fast .  We play T-ball a lot . Baseball is his most fav sport .  Yesterday we played in the front yard and he hit it off the T into our neigbors yard. Mommy and Daddy were proud.  He wants you to pitch to him and he will hit it but we are trying to encorage the T stand because thats how they start when they join a team which I am looking into cause he really loves baseball.  He begs to play daily and he is really good for his age too so we might try it ... He did soccer already and he liked it but he just isn't into soccer like he loves his baseball.  So well see... Just a blog about how fast your kids can grow up and what they sure can come up with in there vocabulary and head.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-2353593193669874400?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2353593193669874400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=2353593193669874400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/2353593193669874400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/2353593193669874400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/02/kids-say-darnest-things.html' title='Kids say the darnest things!'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-7031249796376157391</id><published>2008-02-07T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T19:47:41.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My country boy! I love him!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vQusxZDsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KHXTOWcclJk/s1600-h/IMG_9840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164450898421288642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vQusxZDsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KHXTOWcclJk/s320/IMG_9840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vQZsxZDrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/y2o3eAcroXc/s1600-h/IMG_9842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164450537644035762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vQZsxZDrI/AAAAAAAAAKI/y2o3eAcroXc/s320/IMG_9842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vP0cxZDqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/q_G73L0VZUE/s1600-h/IMG_9838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164449897693908642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vP0cxZDqI/AAAAAAAAAKA/q_G73L0VZUE/s320/IMG_9838.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am just a little country girl. I never want to much for myself so little things make me so happy. Today something made me smile from ear to ear ... You never want to plan on what you hope your kids will grow up to be but in the back of your mind you have hopes or the way you see them in the years to come. this morning Sage came out of his bedroom dressed in all camo with his belt and gun in holster and said " goin outside to kill deer and shot bad guys and put them in jail" I died laughing and outside he went hiding behind the trees etc. It was just to cute. He can grow up and be a little smart dork and I will love him from head to toe. but as of now at 3 years old he is a little country boy and fits right into our little country town that I love so much. I could never live in a big city somewhere I just couldn't . I have the have the country. Wes doesn't even get to hunt so Sage has picked up hunting by his buddies Payton and Zack little country boys. Sage would wear his camo every flipping day if I let him but we have to wash the cloths sometime.. ha ... one thing he does have to wear daily is his camo chevrolet hat.. Its like his prize possesion.. anyways just a little cute story of my boy who is always making me laugh.&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/3878990495033370297-7031249796376157391?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7031249796376157391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=7031249796376157391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/7031249796376157391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/7031249796376157391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-country-boy-i-love-him.html' title='My country boy! I love him!'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vQusxZDsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/KHXTOWcclJk/s72-c/IMG_9840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-7019098273983352008</id><published>2008-02-07T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T19:30:03.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A baby on the way.. (not mine) :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vMHsxZDpI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Yzha6vzgiM4/s1600-h/IMG_9832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164445830359879314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vMHsxZDpI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Yzha6vzgiM4/s320/IMG_9832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vL2MxZDoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oK_GE6dKxFw/s1600-h/IMG_9830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164445529712168578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vL2MxZDoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oK_GE6dKxFw/s400/IMG_9830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vLlcxZDnI/AAAAAAAAAJo/xZzIjSc87Jg/s1600-h/IMG_9828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164445241949359730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vLlcxZDnI/AAAAAAAAAJo/xZzIjSc87Jg/s320/IMG_9828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well this past Saturday I had my cousin Renee a shower here at my house. Me and Renees friend Heather threw the shower for her. It was a nice , fun time sharing this awesome special event in Renee's life. We cannot wait for little Wade to arrive. I wonder what he will look like. Haylee with her baby blues and white hair... You wonder if he will be dark headed , dark eyes etc. Either way he will be just a doll. Wes was supposed to watch the kids the day of the shower and he ended up working and that threw me all off wack. They were good but still they were there and I couldn't 100% focus on Renee I felt bad :( Sorry Renee just wait your fixing to be a mommy of 2 you'll know. ha Anyways Renee I hope you had a great shower and got a lot of your favoite things for little Wade. He will be here in less than a month .. Can you believe it? I can't, we waited and prayed for you and Chris another baby and that time took forever and now that your prego its flown by! Love ya... Amy Shelle ;0&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/3878990495033370297-7019098273983352008?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7019098273983352008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=7019098273983352008' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/7019098273983352008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/7019098273983352008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/02/baby-on-way-not-mine.html' title='A baby on the way.. (not mine) :)'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R6vMHsxZDpI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Yzha6vzgiM4/s72-c/IMG_9832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-8769468210392586910</id><published>2008-01-25T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T19:46:34.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little boy is now THREE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qsv8xZDmI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xW6jVzKakMQ/s1600-h/IMG_9615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159626262873443938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qsv8xZDmI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xW6jVzKakMQ/s320/IMG_9615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qsfcxZDlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/8l3UeK4s9Lw/s1600-h/IMG_9597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159625979405602386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qsfcxZDlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/8l3UeK4s9Lw/s320/IMG_9597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qsQMxZDkI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/cbg4_g6Gwdc/s1600-h/b+and+white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159625717412597314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qsQMxZDkI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/cbg4_g6Gwdc/s320/b+and+white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qr8sxZDjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BQU8Igo_FrA/s1600-h/IMG_9490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159625382405148210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qr8sxZDjI/AAAAAAAAAJI/BQU8Igo_FrA/s320/IMG_9490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qrssxZDiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BAmSRLn30ss/s1600-h/IMG_9469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159625107527241250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qrssxZDiI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BAmSRLn30ss/s320/IMG_9469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qrYsxZDhI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fHTdpxB6Yh8/s1600-h/IMG_9436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159624763929857554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qrYsxZDhI/AAAAAAAAAI4/fHTdpxB6Yh8/s320/IMG_9436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qrG8xZDgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ccPQvjstQWs/s1600-h/IMG_9391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159624458987179522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qrG8xZDgI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ccPQvjstQWs/s320/IMG_9391.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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;On Jan 10.. Our Sage turne Three years old. I do have to ask .. Why do they grow up so fast. ? It hit me really really hard to think about all this when his birthday week rolled around. On his Birthday day we started off with a cinn roll for breakfast and he said where is my tandle (candle) so we had to put a candle on his cinn roll and sing.. we also had a very huge playdate at Monkey Joes with his friends, Payton, Georgia, Bricen, Carter, Katie, Garrett, and their mommies which are my friends. We had a blast . The place was practically empty and we had it all to ourself. Sage really gets to release all his wildness in that place for sure. On our way home we stopped and ate at chic fil a with Jackie and Bricen. Marli and Sage both passed out for there naps on the way home. YAY.... After nap I got Sage's Birthday supper ready. As I cooked I let Sage make his Birthday cookies the way he wanted to.. and he just wanted one huge cookie.. So thats what he did and thats what he got .. and yes candles had to go on it as well .. but hey I love birthdays so I wasn;t stopping him at all. After the Birthday song again. We let him open his presents and this year he was just a little ball of fun.. He has the wildest , funniest personality ever. He is not a quiet, still , or calm boy . But, hey life is not boring. His new thing is tackleing people well kids his age.. This is due to the fact that him and Wes wrestle all the time and are so rough with each other . Wes said he is tuffing him up so he ain't a wheenie.. MEN?DADDIES with their boys.. Crazy huh? Well I do have to say he is a little tough. But some kids want to play rough and some don't so hard to draw the line. His birthday was the 10th but on the 19th we had his party at our church in the COAC building . He picked the theme CARS.Lightning Mcqueen. We rented a huge slide and the kids had a ball So enjoy the pics and my little wild man had a great birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/3878990495033370297-8769468210392586910?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8769468210392586910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=8769468210392586910' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/8769468210392586910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/8769468210392586910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/01/our-little-boy-is-now-three.html' title='Our little boy is now THREE'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R5qsv8xZDmI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xW6jVzKakMQ/s72-c/IMG_9615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-2979984326175751865</id><published>2008-01-03T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T19:25:53.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day of 2007 and first of 2008.. Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R32nKJjXqKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/q4OHWFq7VCo/s1600-h/IMG_9311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151457341586516130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R32nKJjXqKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/q4OHWFq7VCo/s320/IMG_9311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R32m4JjXqJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/QpTREo-4jFo/s1600-h/IMG_9290.jpg+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151457032348870802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R32m4JjXqJI/AAAAAAAAAIg/QpTREo-4jFo/s320/IMG_9290.jpg+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Can I say lazy.... We have been such home bodies since christmas .. I think we are wore out and everyone getting over the ugly cold cough wes, Sage, and Marli had. so keeping everyone in has done the job I think.. I hope....... I hate I am such a germ phobe but I had when my babies are sick.. makes me sad and I hate giving it to others.. For new years since this house was snotting and coughing we stayed home and watched movies all day long and played withthe kids.. Sage enjoyed having daddy home all day!!!!! After the long day we put the kids to bed and Wes and I enjoyed some movies we rented on TV.. Wes's eyes started shuttin about 5 min before it was the new year so I woke him up and said hey ready to count down and he said yes and sat up. 5 4 3 2 1 and we kissed happy new year then went to bed and passed out. ha ha were old.. On new years day Wes took Sage over to ride 4 wheelers at bricens old house (with lots of land) .. Bricen, Payton, Sage and Sullivan had a ball. I hope everyone had a safe and happy new year. I haven't quite but my finger on my resulution but in general get organized more, etc.. I want to lose 10 lbs before my sisters wedding in May.. I am fine where I am.. I didn't starve pregnant so I would keep my little figure I loved being pregnant and eating powdered donuts.. etc. ha so the 10 if thats all I hve to work on it was so worth gaining. ha ha those donuts were so good too. God Bless this new year. &lt;/span&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/3878990495033370297-2979984326175751865?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2979984326175751865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=2979984326175751865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/2979984326175751865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/2979984326175751865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/01/last-day-of-2007-and-first-of-2008.html' title='The last day of 2007 and first of 2008.. Happy New Year'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R32nKJjXqKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/q4OHWFq7VCo/s72-c/IMG_9311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-6008188817422332524</id><published>2008-01-03T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T19:12:22.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with Wes's Dad (G-PA)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R32kB5jXqII/AAAAAAAAAIY/5CNUzoMuHOM/s1600-h/IMG_9213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151453901317712002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R32kB5jXqII/AAAAAAAAAIY/5CNUzoMuHOM/s320/IMG_9213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R32jz5jXqHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Ci6Agdj5NQ8/s1600-h/IMG_9211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151453660799543410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R32jz5jXqHI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Ci6Agdj5NQ8/s320/IMG_9211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Wes's daddy came into town from traveling for work. He came over Sunday evening along with his 2 younger children Hudson 12 and Heidi 10.. Wes's brother and sisters came also. Shelley, JJ , Jen , and Beka. We ordered Pizza from papa johns and enjoyed our Christmas with him. We stayed up late talking and went to bed. When we woke up Wes was cooking us up a good ole breatfast with everything. He has been loving cooking some breakfast and I love it too. I do miss courneys on Sat mornings I love that place .. Everyone got dressed and off Toms and the kids went .. It was nice and a good time catchin up with him. &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/3878990495033370297-6008188817422332524?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6008188817422332524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=6008188817422332524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/6008188817422332524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/6008188817422332524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-with-wess-dad-g-pa.html' title='Christmas with Wes&apos;s Dad (G-PA)'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R32kB5jXqII/AAAAAAAAAIY/5CNUzoMuHOM/s72-c/IMG_9213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-2927302740579771750</id><published>2007-12-27T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T11:32:36.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3RtLFyDOfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/J4C6uAxy5o4/s1600-h/renee+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148860311289412082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3RtLFyDOfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/J4C6uAxy5o4/s320/renee+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3RrNFyDOeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/8Da-jEXZB68/s1600-h/IMG_9167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148858146625894882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3RrNFyDOeI/AAAAAAAAAGo/8Da-jEXZB68/s320/IMG_9167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3Rq41yDOdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ki6KIXMLY-M/s1600-h/IMG_9121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148857798733543890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3Rq41yDOdI/AAAAAAAAAGg/ki6KIXMLY-M/s320/IMG_9121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3RqklyDOcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/aHzNxyYDBxo/s1600-h/IMG_9059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148857450841192898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3RqklyDOcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/aHzNxyYDBxo/s320/IMG_9059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3RqSlyDObI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/iXPhLg0PA_s/s1600-h/IMG_9022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148857141603547570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3RqSlyDObI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/iXPhLg0PA_s/s320/IMG_9022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3Roi1yDOaI/AAAAAAAAAGI/iTo_8LVV6mY/s1600-h/IMG_9058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148855221753166242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3Roi1yDOaI/AAAAAAAAAGI/iTo_8LVV6mY/s320/IMG_9058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3RoOFyDOZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dM1T5VKzH4M/s1600-h/IMG_9041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148854865270880658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3RoOFyDOZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/dM1T5VKzH4M/s320/IMG_9041.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;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;AWWWW .. What fun are kids at Christmas time... After the kids got up about 7:30am .. We went into the living room and Sage just stared .. He came Santa came mommy and daddy.. Look!!!!!!! then he had to ck and see if he drank his milk and ate his cookies, and wanted to see if the carrots at been eaten also.. So we went on the porch and sure enough the carrots were nibbled all over the porch and sidewalk and down the drive way and the sleigh and rain deer dropped a reign and a bell ..wow.. Sage couldn't believe his eyes.. So we come in and he dug in ... He loved tearing open paper LOVED IT.... its so different this year than last .. he really go into it big time. After he opened something he would hand it to us and say put it in my my pile then after about the 5th gift he said put this in my BIG pile.. I got a bigger pile than sissy.. I have mow.. ha ha Sissy jumped right in and played all over her new toys ..... Santa couldnt wrap a lot of hers cause they were just to big so he was nice enought to put them together and sit them out.Sage got of course tractor trailors, wheelies, a school bus tent, leap frog leapster, 2 games, wackamole, memory, books, candy, wallet, mac mega blocks(he loved) , 3 movies, I think i forgot some sorry, Marli got a step 2 push car that we can push her in, a pull up table to play on that helps her learn her abcs, books, blocks, a choo choo, a playwall, tunnel, a babydoll, barn, etc.... Wes was good to me like he always is when its gift giving time. thats why i fell for him. just kidding but he really is a good shopper and gift giver.esp after our 5 yr anniv when i got my anniv wedding band. so he said he couldn't top that but he hoped i loved everything. I got an Ann Klein watch, a visa gift card to wheir I want, :) 2 frames, necklace, earrings, 600 thread count sheets that i have been wanting,renewed my xm radio in my car yay..,, and 2 pair of shoes, ok funny story about the shoes, well 1 pair of them. I have been looking for a tall pair of black boots to wear with my dresses and capris but i havne' tfell in love with a pair yet or had time to go lookin, well he tried but i opened them and and i couldn't help but laugh and he said you said you needed tall black boots but unless i worked on the, corner somwhere in charlotte then I wont be wearing these around her unless it behinds our closed doors. ha ha they look just like hooker boots they are shiny black and the tallest heel you can get. ha but he said i thought you might not like them I thought htye looked hookerish. but i didn't know they had a million diff black boots out there. poor thing .. its the thought right. He is boring he told me some ideas of things he needed or wanted so I got him the oh so wonderful pressure washer. how boring huh? he loves that stuff ... After we opened gifts Wes cooked us a very nice breakfast.. Sausage, bacon , eggs, toast, grits, liver mush, good hubby huh? Daddy came over and ate with us and played with the kids.. they love their pawpaw.. he calls them peadab and pebbles.. since the day they were born that their pawpaw nick names.. After our almost a whole day at home we got ready and went to the Howards side for food and fellowship.... I love seeing all my cousins.. Kelly just had a baby and so their was a newborn to adore, Renee is prego so baby boom time again.. Marli was everywhere and Sage was just as wild as can be... I think he is deaf cause he don't listen to me.. :( the 3's are gonna be a lot worse than 2 I felt we accolmplished the 2's really well... He leared well , know how to count to 10 then goes to 11teen.. yes he made up that number. ha know's his abc really well except l,m.n o p.. he just says na na p.. sooo cute. spells his name, knows his phone number, knows where we live, our names, but goodness he is almost 3 and doesn't hear a thing we say and is acting stubborn.. I love him to death and he is the cutest most precious boy to me but everyone warned me aobut the 3's .. I think there right.. He loves to argue facts with me about thats hot sage. no its not mommy its cold. doing it just to drive me crazy and says I am so funny ain't i mommy.. what do you say.. when he is lookin at you with that smurk that is adorable.. ha over all Christmas was great. Marli's first and Sage's 3rd one... I cna't believe it.. Time flies.. Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!&lt;/span&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/3878990495033370297-2927302740579771750?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2927302740579771750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=2927302740579771750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/2927302740579771750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/2927302740579771750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas !!!!!!!'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3RtLFyDOfI/AAAAAAAAAGw/J4C6uAxy5o4/s72-c/renee+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-4785820053282222862</id><published>2007-12-27T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T20:01:40.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twas the Night before Christmas ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3R0_1yDOqI/AAAAAAAAAII/cyKUheqyWog/s1600-h/IMG_9012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148868914108906146" style="FLOAT: left; 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Where do I begin? First~ The kids have really snotty noses and bad coughs so that stunk but they acted like they felt okay every one has had or has this mess. We woke up and got ready to go to Gigi's and Poppops house (wes's parents) in Shelby. We did lunch and then Pop Pop read the Bible story and we wore necklaces with bells that were made and rang them and said we believe ... The kids loved this. Sage and Ryan couldn't wait. Sage is almost 3 and Ryan will be 4 this month. They were too funny. Sage wants to copy every thing Ryan does.. I mean everything. Sage doesn't care for sweets like cake etc but Ryan got choc eclair and so Sage wanted some so instead of starting an argument of wether he liked it or not I just let him see for himself. He said Ryan I don't like dis... Ryan said just makbelieve you do and eat it like me.. We died laughing.. Kids are so funny.. esp Ryan he is like an adult trapped inside a kids body.. After we ate we started with gift.. Talk about gifts.. This is a family with 7 children with husbands and wives and kids now.. there was noroom to walk literally... no where... We passed out gifts and watched the boys first... The boys got their first radio flyer scooter they loved them... They loved tearing into wrapping paper LOVED IT WAY TO MUCH.. I couldn't tell what all Sage got until they were done and I could look.. ha .... He got that scooter, a wilson baseball backpack with a leather glove and ball, a real tool set with REAL tools (I am nervous but sage loves it) .. , pj's, cloths, a metal dooly truck with a horse trailer loaded with horses and cows, a john deere tractor, books, games etc.. I cna't remember it all.. Marli got stuffed animals , a push toy she can ride on, a game for the tv by leapfrog, cloths, pj's , etc.. This was her first Christmas eve so that was special. Wes's sister Shelley is 5 mths prego and thats really neat that well have a new baby next year too for its first Christmas .. She finds out Jan 2 what the sex is.. We are just toooooo sad that her and Alex live in Texas.. like 2 days worth of driving away.. SUCKS!!! This was wes's brother JJ and Jens first Christmas as husband and wife. SWEET!!! Wes's grandmother Mama Happy flew her from TN to be with all of us this year.. We usually go there sometime in Dec so that was nice having her here with us.. After we left there around 4:30 we had to be at my mommas and Joels at 5 for early supper . We did Italian to change it up some ... We chose 5 so we could eat , open gifts play and get home at a decent time to bake cookies, wrap , and get ready for Santa. So we ate at mommas, then opened gifts Sage got his dump truck he has been wanting.. and some more wheeley to play with .. he loves those things.. pj's,dale earnhardt jr tractor trailor , Marli got pj's , a beautiuful piggy bank , a leapfrog toy with farm animals, a robe, ... We played then headed home .. Sage and I baked Santa some greatly decorated cookies with red and green m&amp;amp;m's ... Sage was just to excited.. Put out carrots for the raindeer then he decided to put out water for them too.. cute huh? We wrote Santa a letter and put it at the fire place with the cookies and milk. Sage had to test the milk and cookies too :) then I took some pics before bed of them in their Christmas Pj's and off the bed they went with a nice Christmas story... their asleep wonder whats Santas doing.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3878990495033370297-4785820053282222862?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4785820053282222862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=4785820053282222862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/4785820053282222862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/4785820053282222862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/12/twas-night-before-christmas.html' title='Twas the Night before Christmas ......'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R3R0_1yDOqI/AAAAAAAAAII/cyKUheqyWog/s72-c/IMG_9012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-6920738653082120809</id><published>2007-12-20T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T18:23:52.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do I begin .. So lets catch up a bit before Christmas blogging..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R2sjfVyDOYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GRwuMG1t9KA/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146246020530911618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R2sjfVyDOYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GRwuMG1t9KA/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R2sixVyDOXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/aXuIOeEpIEs/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146245230256929138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R2sixVyDOXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/aXuIOeEpIEs/s320/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R2sig1yDOWI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ahsXSzP7me8/s1600-h/IMG_8119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146244946789087586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R2sig1yDOWI/AAAAAAAAAFo/ahsXSzP7me8/s320/IMG_8119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so cute&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R2siSFyDOVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/AQ7nrn9_v2k/s1600-h/IMG_8250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146244693386017106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R2siSFyDOVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/AQ7nrn9_v2k/s320/IMG_8250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holly wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R2sh5lyDOUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iO0a1l1fzTM/s1600-h/IMG_7913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146244272479222082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R2sh5lyDOUI/AAAAAAAAAFY/iO0a1l1fzTM/s320/IMG_7913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Christmas card pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh goodness since Halloween .. Where do I begin so I will scatter this out and hopefully after Christmas I can be a good blogger again.. Sorry! Let's see! November~ Thanksgiving was great and the little baby Georgia Hope I will be keeping was born on Nov 27.. She is beautiful. I can't wait to be her nanny, I am very excited and happy / sad about leaving my job of over 8 years .. I wont miss working but I have become close with a lot of ladies and guys at GMAC. I love crunching numbers it makes my day go by fast . But being a Mommy is much better I will be crunching diapers, bottles, poop, pee, spitup, marli falling everywhere trying to walk now, sage being almost 3 ( and boy can they learn to back talk at 3) wooo hooo.. 2 yr old was nothing I dont' think to that mouth at 3 yr old.. I have got my hands full but he ain't never been calm.. He is wide open wild 24/7.. Anyways so putting in my notice felt awesome.. Went to hollywild zoo to see christmas light and feed the animals and I had as much fun as Sage and Marli ... I love Christmas time its my favorite. Love it! I love that our family is so big and so close that we all still get together.. I love everything about Christmas.. I love that sage sings Jesus Happy Birthday! Rogers CD got released and he did chose my pics and that tickled me pink. I have had so many people tell me how proud they are .. That makes me happy to hear.. NOthing big just a hobby I love but hearing compliments is nice. Thats what your supposed to do right when someone does a good job at something? so it feels nice. Cousin Brett got married to Heather and it was a beauiful wedding. Talked more with Bryan about his land and getting married but it was nice to catch up with cousins.. Marli now has 7 teeth and 1 on the way .. She is one handing it around furniture.. She is growing up way to fast. Tonight we did Christmas with the Hughes.. They came over for Pizza and gifts. So much fun! Sage cannot wait for HOHO .. (neither can me or wes. ) ha ... Well heres some pics to catch you up!&lt;/span&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/3878990495033370297-6920738653082120809?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6920738653082120809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=6920738653082120809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/6920738653082120809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/6920738653082120809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/12/where-do-i-begin-so-lets-catch-up-bit.html' title='Where do I begin .. So lets catch up a bit before Christmas blogging..'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/R2sjfVyDOYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/GRwuMG1t9KA/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-3040128053889024731</id><published>2007-11-03T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T18:33:53.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Ry0f9Nepp0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OC-G_kRugHM/s1600-h/IMG_7728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128790687095564098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Ry0f9Nepp0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OC-G_kRugHM/s320/IMG_7728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Ry0fvNeppzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/t2YaBgv9WpY/s1600-h/IMG_7756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128790446577395506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Ry0fvNeppzI/AAAAAAAAAFI/t2YaBgv9WpY/s320/IMG_7756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Ry0fhteppyI/AAAAAAAAAFA/84TTw0KigT8/s1600-h/IMG_7750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128790214649161506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Ry0fhteppyI/AAAAAAAAAFA/84TTw0KigT8/s320/IMG_7750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Ry0fRdeppxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DrvS-RQAyQY/s1600-h/xcvxc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128789935476287250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Ry0fRdeppxI/AAAAAAAAAE4/DrvS-RQAyQY/s320/xcvxc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween was so much fun!  To start the evening off we did a hotdog supper at our house.  Everyone came brought their kids in their adorable costumes.  The kids were so excited they could hardly sit still to eat.  Sage really understood the meaning of lets get tons of candy for you pumpkin!  WoW he was like really mommy?  Bunches?  We had the ol so famous Batman (sage) ,  little lady bug (marli) , Mermaid (chloe) , Power Ranger (champ) , Spider Man (bricen) , A braves baseball player (payton) .  As soon as we ate we ran out got the kids into the wagons and took off trick or treating on our street.  They couldn't believe that if you asked for candy at someones house you GOT IT !!  After the trick or treating we went to our chuches fall carnival, jumpy houses, slides, food, trunk or treat which i really enjoyed. The kids played until they just couln't play anymore. We had a blast. I posted some pics so enjoy. ( oh the pic or marli and the little girl chloe , chloe told her mommy that she was a real life baby doll.. ( gotta love those 2 yr olds. )&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/3878990495033370297-3040128053889024731?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3040128053889024731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=3040128053889024731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/3040128053889024731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/3040128053889024731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-was-so-much-fun-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Ry0f9Nepp0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/OC-G_kRugHM/s72-c/IMG_7728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-1918804468785411838</id><published>2007-10-28T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T07:11:01.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fall Y'all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RyiMUteppvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fyQj3ZuCweY/s1600-h/sdfgdfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127502463194736370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RyiMUteppvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fyQj3ZuCweY/s320/sdfgdfg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RyiMJteppuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/joSprSBtX-A/s1600-h/w+p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127502274216175330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RyiMJteppuI/AAAAAAAAAEk/joSprSBtX-A/s320/w+p.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RyT5NNepptI/AAAAAAAAAEc/gyl6bR0vlcg/s1600-h/IMG_7723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126496281206302418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RyT5NNepptI/AAAAAAAAAEc/gyl6bR0vlcg/s320/IMG_7723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RyT46deppsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wsWcfa7n6CE/s1600-h/IMG_7682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126495959083755202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RyT46deppsI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wsWcfa7n6CE/s320/IMG_7682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RyT4jNepprI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IQiaXcAXO64/s1600-h/IMG_7604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126495559651796658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RyT4jNepprI/AAAAAAAAAEM/IQiaXcAXO64/s320/IMG_7604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay its October and boy have we been busy. Oct 12-14 Me, Wes, Albert and Jackie went on a ATV camping trip to Elberton GA to ride 4-Wheelers. We had a BLAST. It was our first time leaving the kids 2 nights in a row so kind of hard on me but good for Wes and I . You have to work on your marriage just like you work on being a parent so Wes and I haveing some time with just each other was great. Kind of strange but great. It was weird sleeping till 8:30 with out waking up or saying the words NO, Lets not do that, get down , she's pooped again, funny how all that becomes daily habits and you can't remember what you did before you had children. So wes and I along with Jackie and Albert had a great Adult ATV camping trip . We will def go again and I hope to post pics later we only had alberts small camera so i'll post as soon as I get them. Then this past Saturday was Bricens 3rd Annual Halloween Costume party for all the little ones. Its so cute to see the costumes the kids wear. Sage was old enough this year to pick out his so he got the ol so cool Batman with big chest as he called it. So funny he was saying batman with big boobies but we changed that around. ha ha .. Marli was a beautiful Fairy Lady bug and boy did it catch everyones eye. She made the perfect little bug. We had a blast and can't wait till next yr. Except I thought abut that and next year Marli will be walking and I will have to keep up with 2 kids. :) This Friday Chris, Yami, Jess, Troy , Payton, Garret, Skylar , Jackie , Albert , Bricen came over to play and have Friday night Pizza it was so much fun. The kids did great. Sage and Bricen are picking up sharing I think, Cause in the past that is why they fight sharing the toys. We didn't have to get on to them one time. So that was very nice. Everyone stayed till 12. So needless to say this Saturday we were very tired but it was fun . You have to enjoy the weekends they go by way to fast. And yes the kids lasted that long. well all but Marli. Today was a lazy day, Church , lunch then nap time yes mommy got a nap.. That never happens .. But with church Sage and Marli went down at the same time. That was nice and I laid on the couch and zzzzzzzzz off I went. Have a Happy Halloween. &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/3878990495033370297-1918804468785411838?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1918804468785411838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=1918804468785411838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/1918804468785411838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/1918804468785411838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-fall-yall.html' title='Happy Fall Y&apos;all'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RyiMUteppvI/AAAAAAAAAEs/fyQj3ZuCweY/s72-c/sdfgdfg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-9198992084302928372</id><published>2007-10-10T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T17:56:02.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oct 6th. Sage's first soccer game and Jennifer's wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rw1x2JWAqVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ziM6tRUeKlg/s1600-h/weddi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119873526425233746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rw1x2JWAqVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ziM6tRUeKlg/s320/weddi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bride and Groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rw1xlpWAqUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/W5lGRcPQHZs/s1600-h/IMG_7358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119873242957392194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rw1xlpWAqUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/W5lGRcPQHZs/s320/IMG_7358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rw1xTpWAqTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IPU50_t13cY/s1600-h/IMG_7185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119872933719746866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rw1xTpWAqTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IPU50_t13cY/s320/IMG_7185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well October 6th was a busy but fun day.  Sage and Bricen had their very first soccer game at East View Baptist Church .  It was the cutest game ever. They tried to hog all the balls even from other teams and Sage couldn't figure out to slow down. He was moving so fast with excitement that he would miss kicking the ball , falling down and just being so goofy.  Sage wanted to but the soccer ball in the basketball goal. well they were playing in the gym so I assume they were slightly confused.  After the game we told Jackie , Albert and Bricen bye and headed home for Sage's nap.  Gigi and Pop Pop came over around 12:30 and Wes and I headed to Anderson for Jennifer Rogers wedding .  It was very pretty and she made a beautiful bride. It was decorated so pretty with White lights , pumpkins, leaves, and Haybails.  The wedding was at her parents house on Lake Hartwell in Anderson SC.  We had a ball . We had to head home later that night to releave the grandparents that had SAge and Marli.. ha They were sweet though no problems at all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now this week I have a lot to do . We are going to GA to ride 4 wheelers and camp out for Jackie my bestfriends b-day.  I am excited and nervous. I have never left the kids 2 nights before. 1 night is fine but 2 that is a whole day of not seeing them. So please pray that I can handle it and sit back and have a great adult weekend away with my husband and our bestfriend. I will blog after the trip and I am sure I will have some great pics. &lt;/span&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/3878990495033370297-9198992084302928372?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/9198992084302928372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=9198992084302928372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/9198992084302928372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/9198992084302928372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/10/oct-6th-sage.html' title='Oct 6th. Sage&apos;s first soccer game and Jennifer&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rw1x2JWAqVI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ziM6tRUeKlg/s72-c/weddi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-3190054631871060275</id><published>2007-09-30T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T05:36:07.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a few weeks .. OOpppsss..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rv-Wu5WAqSI/AAAAAAAAADs/2ixdo_F-0n0/s1600-h/IMG_7142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115973434127460642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rv-Wu5WAqSI/AAAAAAAAADs/2ixdo_F-0n0/s320/IMG_7142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rv-WapWAqRI/AAAAAAAAADk/Z8CqpxakV_s/s1600-h/train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115973086235109650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rv-WapWAqRI/AAAAAAAAADk/Z8CqpxakV_s/s320/train.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rv-V7JWAqQI/AAAAAAAAADc/N2aH8Id6sDw/s1600-h/IMG_7077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115972545069230338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rv-V7JWAqQI/AAAAAAAAADc/N2aH8Id6sDw/s320/IMG_7077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rv-VoJWAqPI/AAAAAAAAADU/9kscRVRqVoM/s1600-h/IMG_7017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115972218651715826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rv-VoJWAqPI/AAAAAAAAADU/9kscRVRqVoM/s320/IMG_7017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even know where to begin. Sorry... Lets see .. Um.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't even think about yesterday so trying to remember what all we have done is hard so I'll just post about our last min trip to Tweetsie. Last Sunday we woke up started getting ready for church put our arm out the front door to ck the weather and it was soooo perfect. Wes and I both said at the same time lets take the kids up to Tweetsie for the day cause this might be the last pretty day and our next few weekends are booked with plans. So off we went. I was as excited as the Sage was. ha ha Wes too. We are such kids at heart.. We got there and riding the choo choo was the first thing ..The indians got on board and joked around with Sage , he wasn't sure at first with all the costumes but as soon as he noticed that they were nice he was totally fine with them. Marli just sat and rode the train or rode in her stroller the whole time. I do have to say her being so cute we do stop alot for compliments from lots of people. is that consited of me to say .. ha ha .. I am tickled she is so darn cute .. I could eat her up myself. Sage was all over Wes guess since daddy works so much he could have cared less about me he hung on Wes the whole time. Sage shcoked us by riding the scrambler .. He laughed so hard on it I thought he may even pee in his jockies but he didn't he had me dying laughing ...Sage also got picked to be in a little play pretending he was working on the railroad.. We had a great time and ended the evening by eating at outback.. The place I used to crave when I was prego with both kids. :)&lt;/div&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/3878990495033370297-3190054631871060275?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3190054631871060275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=3190054631871060275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/3190054631871060275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/3190054631871060275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/09/been-few-weeks-oopppsss.html' title='Been a few weeks .. OOpppsss..'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/Rv-Wu5WAqSI/AAAAAAAAADs/2ixdo_F-0n0/s72-c/IMG_7142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-5223812970878693272</id><published>2007-09-09T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:25:48.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Miss Jill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuRjZW6_9RI/AAAAAAAAADM/2cREO_LAkgs/s1600-h/77.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108317164645905682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuRjZW6_9RI/AAAAAAAAADM/2cREO_LAkgs/s320/77.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuRjKm6_9QI/AAAAAAAAADE/YjyB8wHk4qI/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108316911242835202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuRjKm6_9QI/AAAAAAAAADE/YjyB8wHk4qI/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuRjAG6_9PI/AAAAAAAAAC8/d8KDsi0oUsw/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108316730854208754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuRjAG6_9PI/AAAAAAAAAC8/d8KDsi0oUsw/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuRi0m6_9OI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gaaWB7O2o3g/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108316533285713122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuRi0m6_9OI/AAAAAAAAAC0/gaaWB7O2o3g/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the birthday party for Miss Jill was a success. Her daughter Jessica and best friend Rose did a fantastic job. With decorations to food. .Yummy... She just wanted simple snap shots and that was fine cause it was so busy that I can't imagine having to make the people pose at a birthday party for long. Her daughter Mary Margaret that lives in Nashville came in as a surprise and I captured that moment when her momma just grabbed and hugged her so tight.. soooo sweet.. They are one big happy family.. I still can't believe I have my dream camera .. Before Wes and I got married about 6 yrs ago he bought me my first digital and little printer and I thought I was hot stuff ... then Jackie got her digital and we were crazy with them .. Then about a year ago Jackie got the canon rebel and of couse I saw how fast it took pics and with Sage being on the run 24/7 I had to have it .. Litterly.. so from the little slow digital camera to now I am very happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-5223812970878693272?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5223812970878693272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=5223812970878693272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/5223812970878693272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/5223812970878693272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-birthday-party-for-miss-jill-was.html' title='Happy Birthday Miss Jill'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuRjZW6_9RI/AAAAAAAAADM/2cREO_LAkgs/s72-c/77.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-1771230368935093213</id><published>2007-09-08T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T08:33:23.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite Hobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuK9wW6_9NI/AAAAAAAAACs/FpRANvKql4k/s1600-h/IMG_6507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107853565875975378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuK9wW6_9NI/AAAAAAAAACs/FpRANvKql4k/s320/IMG_6507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuK8Xm6_9MI/AAAAAAAAACk/Fb21Ol81rhQ/s1600-h/r+444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107852041162585282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuK8Xm6_9MI/AAAAAAAAACk/Fb21Ol81rhQ/s320/r+444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuK8AW6_9LI/AAAAAAAAACc/EKVzhm--cd0/s1600-h/r456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107851641730626738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuK8AW6_9LI/AAAAAAAAACc/EKVzhm--cd0/s320/r456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuK7Bm6_9KI/AAAAAAAAACU/ELpdx7rOWMk/s1600-h/roger+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107850563693835426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuK7Bm6_9KI/AAAAAAAAACU/ELpdx7rOWMk/s320/roger+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite hobbies is taking pictures.  My Daddy's friend Roger is cutting a CD of songs he has written.  I was shocked when he asked me to take pictures for him to turn into his producer/studio and see what they thought about these pics being on the front, inside or back of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt;.  Roger can sing great but he is really wanting singers to get a hold of his songs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mroe&lt;/span&gt; than anything.  We had a great day doing this.  Even if they don't use my pictures cause I don't have a lot of the software that was needed but I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tickled&lt;/span&gt; to take them . It was so much fun and Roger and his girlfriend said if these aren't used you gave us some great photos just to frame. I took 500 but figured I would only put 4 on her for you to see. Today I have to take pictures for a surprise 50&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party .  My friend Jessica called and asked me and I was tickled again :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yeay&lt;/span&gt;.. Nothing I want to take off in but just fun for me.  I lightly edit some of them and put them on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;winkflash&lt;/span&gt; and they buy what they want .  Jessica is doing her momma a scrap book and wanted me to take the pictures so her mom can get a great gift of this special day.  Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it for now .. I'll post pics of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; party later. &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/3878990495033370297-1771230368935093213?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1771230368935093213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=1771230368935093213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/1771230368935093213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/1771230368935093213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-favorite-hobby.html' title='My favorite Hobby'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RuK9wW6_9NI/AAAAAAAAACs/FpRANvKql4k/s72-c/IMG_6507.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-4886353802629307242</id><published>2007-08-20T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T06:47:58.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster Truck Jam 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmX_gzUwKI/AAAAAAAAACM/FujJlxDZRoM/s1600-h/IMG_5761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100775170366554274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmX_gzUwKI/AAAAAAAAACM/FujJlxDZRoM/s320/IMG_5761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmXpQzUwJI/AAAAAAAAACE/Di_kZ9CIxQw/s1600-h/IMG_5548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100774788114464914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmXpQzUwJI/AAAAAAAAACE/Di_kZ9CIxQw/s320/IMG_5548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmXYAzUwII/AAAAAAAAAB8/SxN1mn5KGQU/s1600-h/tire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100774491761721474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmXYAzUwII/AAAAAAAAAB8/SxN1mn5KGQU/s320/tire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh to be a kid again. Ok I really did turn into a kid.  We had a blast .  We headed out Saturday and met Jackie, Albert , Bricen, Jessica, Troy and Payton at Food lion in Lakewylie at 3:00 to head to the 2007 Monster Truck Jam at Lowes Motor Speedway dirt track.  I regret so bad not having our camcorder to record the ooohhhs and awwwwss from those little boys.  Their eyes were so big it was priceless.  If you took a can of full throttle energy drink you got into a pre pit show for free.  You could get up close and personal with the super duper monster trucks.  Sage couldn't belive just how big the tires were. He was more amazed at the tires than the trucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the pit show we headed out in the very hot hot hot weather (poor jessica who is 6 months prego) to eat our tailgate food.  Troy grilled us hotdogs that were so good.  Jackie made up homemade to die for choclate chip cookies and brownies.  The boys really didn't care about the food they were just playing on a blanket with their Match box monster trucks. Payton was nice enougth to suprise them with grave digger isn't that sweet?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a full belly and relaxed we headed up to the track for the race.  To see all that dirt is what the boys couldn't belive.  Deep down I know Sage was thinking he could get real dirty in that.  They started off with dirt track cars racing and crashing that was pretty funny.  Then here come the monster trucks all loud and big .  You would have thought Sage had been to one of these shows before due to his cheering , screaming and arms waving in the air it was so funny.  He just kept screaming Yeah go trucks .  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It ended very late and the boys did fantastic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We will definetly be going back again..Sage will make sure of it..  &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/3878990495033370297-4886353802629307242?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4886353802629307242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=4886353802629307242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/4886353802629307242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/4886353802629307242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/08/monster-truck-jam-2007.html' title='Monster Truck Jam 2007'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmX_gzUwKI/AAAAAAAAACM/FujJlxDZRoM/s72-c/IMG_5761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-248311855382293572</id><published>2007-08-20T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T06:29:06.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little Marli is 5 mths and has 2 teeth :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmWcwzUwHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LUryEfcOlx0/s1600-h/IMG_5414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100773473854472306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmWcwzUwHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LUryEfcOlx0/s320/IMG_5414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmWEwzUwGI/AAAAAAAAABs/9Ri63gAiQ4E/s1600-h/marli+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100773061537611874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmWEwzUwGI/AAAAAAAAABs/9Ri63gAiQ4E/s320/marli+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our little angel is growing up way way way to fast.  She is rolling over , has 2 teeth etc.  Its crazy .  Why can't they stay babies longer.  She was sleeping all night but as soon as she started teething we have has some restless night of winning in her sleep.  But I can't imagine cutting all those teeth either.  We love her so much and so does her brother.  If she is napping and not in sight he gets so worried. Its cute.  I am so happy we decided to have them 2 yrs apart so far so good and in a couple of years they will playing together running around , fighting I can't wait.  &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/3878990495033370297-248311855382293572?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/248311855382293572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=248311855382293572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/248311855382293572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/248311855382293572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/08/our-little-marli-is-5-mths-and-has-2.html' title='Our little Marli is 5 mths and has 2 teeth :('/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmWcwzUwHI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LUryEfcOlx0/s72-c/IMG_5414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-8846270869932368562</id><published>2007-08-20T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T06:23:46.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House Projects will we ever be 100% finished??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmVwQzUwFI/AAAAAAAAABk/boECLVr5pNU/s1600-h/IMG_5447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100772709350293586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmVwQzUwFI/AAAAAAAAABk/boECLVr5pNU/s320/IMG_5447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmVdQzUwEI/AAAAAAAAABc/Fe1_pfMmR0Q/s1600-h/IMG_5397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100772382932779074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmVdQzUwEI/AAAAAAAAABc/Fe1_pfMmR0Q/s320/IMG_5397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmVLgzUwDI/AAAAAAAAABU/PuQGzVTwT6M/s1600-h/IMG_5377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100772077990101042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmVLgzUwDI/AAAAAAAAABU/PuQGzVTwT6M/s320/IMG_5377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok 1/2 way there in getting the inside of the house the way we want it. To do it right you do a little at a time and set goals. Well our first goal was to paint our forier , Living room, and Kitchen. I am totally happy with the way everything tured out. I can't tell you how many times we changed our minds about the colors and we kept going back to the ones that we started off with. The forier is caramel, Living room is coffee and the kitchen is chive all the colors out of our curtains my mother in law made me. Now with all that done we still have a lot more rooms to go and outside yard work that I don't even want to think about :( Just finding time if we could find the time it would be fun. The kids room were the first rooms we did when we bought the house (I wanted them to have cute rooms and be happy in them ) Sage's of couse is very boyish ( per daddy it can't be GAY) ha ha .. Marli's room is beautiful thanks to aunt Shelley for coming into town one weekend to do it while we were pregnant with little miss. After we painted we got our new couch and ottoman delivered and I LOVE IT!!!!!! It has a teflon protection on it to die for... Marli spit up on it and it just wiped right off... Very happy Mommy!!!!&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/3878990495033370297-8846270869932368562?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8846270869932368562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=8846270869932368562' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/8846270869932368562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/8846270869932368562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/08/house-projects-will-we-ever-be-100.html' title='House Projects will we ever be 100% finished??'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RsmVwQzUwFI/AAAAAAAAABk/boECLVr5pNU/s72-c/IMG_5447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-6398386224132958531</id><published>2007-07-28T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T10:59:04.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sage and his Buddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RqtVDFtVChI/AAAAAAAAABM/w1ccx01ITDE/s1600-h/IMG_5159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092257315232746002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RqtVDFtVChI/AAAAAAAAABM/w1ccx01ITDE/s320/IMG_5159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RqtUx1tVCgI/AAAAAAAAABE/ieEJT-QqfV8/s1600-h/sb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092257018880002562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RqtUx1tVCgI/AAAAAAAAABE/ieEJT-QqfV8/s320/sb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh the joy of kids.. Sage has been so much fun here lately.  Wednesday Bricen came over for a playdate while Miss Jackie did some real estate stuff.  The boys were terriffic.  They are getting into pretending and its soooo cute.. Jackie came to get Bricen and we all went to Eagles nest for mommy kid time.. Jackie held Marli for a little while so I could eat (that was nice)  and the boys were great... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday 7-27 We took the boys to Monkey Joes and the way these boys like to Jump its a perfect place to release there energy.. They played on jummpy things , slides and ate pizza.  We left there and for some reason Jackie and I always have to stop by Target.  I had to get Sage a poopoo prize for poopooing in the potty for the first time ever at MEMES house.  So proud of him.  He almost has peeing down 90% of it .. But he has never wanted to poop. So he deserved a big prize. On the way to Target I told him that we were going to get him a poopoo prize and he already knew he wanted a red trash truck.  I don't know where that came from but thats what he got and slept with and it plays this terrorizing song (sorry) but after 1000 times you would hate this too ... its goes to the dump to the dump to the dump dump dump.. repeat.. yeay!!!!!!!  but he liked it and thats allthat mattered.  Nana and Pappy had Marli during this time didn't think chasing Sage around and a stroller would suit at Monkey Joes.. :) Its was fun and can't wait to do all the play dates again.. We love us some Bricen.. &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/3878990495033370297-6398386224132958531?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6398386224132958531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=6398386224132958531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/6398386224132958531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/6398386224132958531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/07/sage-and-his-buddy.html' title='Sage and his Buddy'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RqtVDFtVChI/AAAAAAAAABM/w1ccx01ITDE/s72-c/IMG_5159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-6773441746577175242</id><published>2007-07-22T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T19:47:48.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while.. oooppss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RqQVwVtVCfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dN9FqszhGxg/s1600-h/rodeo+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090217399040674290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RqQVwVtVCfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dN9FqszhGxg/s320/rodeo+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am so behind on blogging ... Sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Rodeo Time...Saturday July 14,2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We had a ball... It was worth a million dollars watching Sage's face see the real cowboys and horses... It started kinda late for a 2 1/2 yr old but hey it was the weekend.. you gotta live. So we headed to the Clover Rodeo...  We did pony rides, ate cotton candy and hollared NONO to the mean bulls.  Sage got his first real western belt and belt buckle..  Marli was an angel as always getting the attention for being such a cute girl and just sitting in her stroller looking around.... We left just a little bit before it ended so we could avoid the crazy traffic.. yes we can have traffic in clover. :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-6773441746577175242?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6773441746577175242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=6773441746577175242' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/6773441746577175242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/6773441746577175242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/07/been-while-oooppss.html' title='Been a while.. oooppss'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RqQVwVtVCfI/AAAAAAAAAA8/dN9FqszhGxg/s72-c/rodeo+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-601011183966220569</id><published>2007-07-08T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T07:54:43.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RpD4q3uWlRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iYgTfa8Thno/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084837394697852178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RpD4q3uWlRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iYgTfa8Thno/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RpD4cXuWlQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DJ-0Q_AJs4Q/s1600-h/both.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084837145589748994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RpD4cXuWlQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DJ-0Q_AJs4Q/s320/both.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RpD3-nuWlPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xzXQKm0VG50/s1600-h/IMG_4733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084836634488640754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RpD3-nuWlPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xzXQKm0VG50/s320/IMG_4733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I am behind on my blogging.. opppss.. Where do I start cause I can't remember yesterday.. I guess I will just start with fun on the 4th... The Satruday before the forth Jackie, Bricen, Sage, Marli,Jacquelyn and I went to Miss Jans church for a 4th Celebration.. The boys had a ball.. The famous little blue choo was there and to Sage and Bricen this is like the most amazing thing ever.. Its like they saw a movie star.. ha They rode the train, jumped in Jummy houses, and ate good ole grilled out hotdogs and hamburgers . Then ya know it wouldn't be a day out if Jackie and I didn't stop by the mall. :)  I got Marli a few things needed then just had fun walking around.. We looked funny cause Jackie pushed Bricen, I pushed Marli and Jacq pushed Sage.. It was so funny.. We had a blast..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay on the 4th..... We went and saw Pawpaw Neil my daddy for a few... Then came home got the kids down for there nap before heading off to Wes's parents Gigi and Pop pop.. We had a cookout  and rode 4 wheelers then watched fireworks... Shelley was home from Mississippi.. It was so good seeing her.. Her and Alex are fixing to move back to Texas so were kinda sad cause at least when she was in Miss we could get in the car and go see her.. Now we;ll have to fly.. I'll do it but I am not a fan of airplanes.. esp after 9-11... But I will do it.. You still have to live your life and I just have that fear now and I can't help it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July 5 is my mommas birthday so the kids had fun giving her the gift certificate and flip flops and singing happy birthday (sage's fav song).. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats it for now.. I have our cookout to update on but I don't have my pic downloaded yet so I'll blog shortley...&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/3878990495033370297-601011183966220569?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/601011183966220569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=601011183966220569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/601011183966220569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/601011183966220569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/07/okay-i-am-behind-on-my-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RpD4q3uWlRI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iYgTfa8Thno/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-8851598853427586082</id><published>2007-06-28T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T07:22:35.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RoPEAHuWlOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ioUWvV9c2J8/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081120310956561634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RoPEAHuWlOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ioUWvV9c2J8/s320/family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                           My Family&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/3878990495033370297-8851598853427586082?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8851598853427586082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=8851598853427586082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/8851598853427586082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/8851598853427586082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-family.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9kpNk3uLv64/RoPEAHuWlOI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ioUWvV9c2J8/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-1865539635328598006</id><published>2007-06-27T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T10:49:02.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you believe June is almost over!!! I can't ......</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was a nice one..Saturday Wes worked and the kids and I had a lazy day of playing outside and just taking it easy... I love those days sometimes, no plans just hangin out.  Sunday around Lunch I took the kids to PawPaw Neils house (my daddy) Wes worked this day also . It was Wes turn to be on call at work so all weekend he was extremly busy.  But it gave me some mommy kid time... Monday Wes was off and we went swimming with the kids. It was Marli's first time in a bathing suit and pool.. She was so cute. Sage is just a little fish ain't scared of water or dunking or jumping off a diving board.. Kinda scares me that he isn't scared of anything.  That is one reason he gets hurt all the time.. He has no fear.  NONE!!!  So nothing to exciting but I like a simple life!!!!! This weekend was perfect we didn't run around crazy as usual!!! :)....  This next week and weekend will be a different story won't be such a lazy weekend. We have a lot to do!            :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-1865539635328598006?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1865539635328598006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=1865539635328598006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/1865539635328598006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/1865539635328598006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/can-you-believe-june-is-almost-over-i.html' title='Can you believe June is almost over!!! I can&apos;t ......'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-1160376234994543881</id><published>2007-06-21T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T11:25:52.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Renee .. Tagged.. I did it</title><content type='html'>8 facts about me that you might not have known.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I used to not wear shorts in like Jr High cause I hated my chicken legs.  (now not so much chicken legs.) ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I have shot a deer.. Yes I am a real women..ha total redneck and love it.  I like girly things but I love being outdoors also.  I am so glad I married a man who gets dirty and ain't all businessy and sissish.. I don't like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I hate flying in an airplane but do it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I have been on CMT.... Blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I love gummy bears or any gummy candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I have been in the gaston gazette newspaper with my daddy and sis alicia for my daddy's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I love the young and the restless. ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I love a good cup of coffee in the morning..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-1160376234994543881?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1160376234994543881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=1160376234994543881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/1160376234994543881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/1160376234994543881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/here-renee-tagged-i-did-it.html' title='Here Renee .. Tagged.. I did it'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-1777723316412028438</id><published>2007-06-20T15:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T15:56:52.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marli rolled over today June 20,2007</title><content type='html'>I am a sad mommy and happy all at once. Marli rolled over today.. went to nap on her back woke up on her stomach.. My baby girl is growing way to fast!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-1777723316412028438?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1777723316412028438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=1777723316412028438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/1777723316412028438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/1777723316412028438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/marli-rolled-over-today-june-202007.html' title='Marli rolled over today June 20,2007'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-3054717521886379282</id><published>2007-06-20T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T10:29:05.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June is passing by so fast</title><content type='html'>We had a great father's day.  Gave Wes cloths cause he needed some new shorts, shoes etc.  So our morning was like this wake up feed marli, cook breakfast for us, shower, dressed , get kids dressed, quick pics , off to church, shelby for lunch, daddys, mommas, home for naps , clean house from where the morning was crazy and how fast it gets distroyed on sunday mornings getting ready.. ha ha sage can distroy a room in a matter of 1 second.. eeekkkk... such a boy.. Marli is stil sleeping lots but awake more now playing and such .. she is an awesome baby.. and hey people are saying she is favoring me. Sage looks so much like wes its scary.. So i am happy she is going to look somewhat like me. after all i did carry her for really 10 long months.. On Saturdays Jackie has been bring Bricen over in the morning so we can let them play hard so they'll take good long naps.. The boys Saturday enjoyed going crazy due to the fact that they coulnc't play outside all last week cause of the rain which we needed for our grass... Sage and Bricen played so hard, ate lunch and some candy.. Hey you have to let them be kids.. they don't eat sweets all the time but Jackie and I are pretty laid back mommies.. It wont kill them an they brush there teeth twice a day or more. Sage love brushin his jsut playin around.. I really love being a mommy and spending time with my bestfriends and there kdis.. they are all around the same age and its awesome.. Sage has to many friends.. His first birthday there was like 20 somethng kids i know..the second b day party was like a family thing might make his 3rd another big one not sure yet.. according to where we have it soem place charge so much a kid its crazy.. I cna't belive I will be plannin Sage's 3rd birthday before long then Marli's 1st.. wow.. I am a planner so I am already thinking about it.. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-3054717521886379282?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3054717521886379282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=3054717521886379282' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/3054717521886379282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/3054717521886379282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/june-is-passing-by-so-fast.html' title='June is passing by so fast'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-4458547453185054907</id><published>2007-06-12T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T13:16:52.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>Well our &lt;strong&gt;Sage&lt;/strong&gt; day went great!!!!! He had a ball and so did we at Carowinds.  He didn not like getting off rides he didn't understand that we could get off then get back in line and do it again.  Our favorite thing was the kiddy water park.  so much fun!!! Saw so many high school friends with 1 2 or 3 kids.. Saw one girl didn' tknow her but had an 8 mth old and already separted.. so sad.. i couldn't imagaine being a mommy on my own.  she said they only had dated like 7 months got married then got preg.  she asked about Wes and I and she was like be glad we dated 3 yrs before getting married cause we really got to know each other and not jump into anything.  Me too I know just how much I love him.  and I got to train him some. ha ha ha... But anyways, Sage thought having a day with just him was totally cool.  Although we did miss Marli an aweful lot.  sage kept asking where is my sissy and we would say its your day for being such a good boy and he would say oh otay!!!  Aunt Alicia had a great time watching her.  She took her to church all dressed pretty and the preacher held her almost the whole service till she got hungry.  then took her to josh's moms for lunch then to miss kay's and mr macs house and she got kisses from ella then we called told her that we were on our way home so they meet us at the house around 4:30.  it was a fun day though.. i know this is funny but 1 yr ago this week we got pregnant with Marli . ha ha (Had just moved into the new house not even 2 weeks) ha ha....July 6th is the day We found out we were prego again.. so fun.. so shocked that it was that quick.. guess it was the water in the new hosue. ha ha our neighbors got scared saying they wans't goin to drink the water.. ha ... Went to have my followup yesterday on that bloodclot from after the c section in march .. its still there but its shrinking a tiny bit.. it can't kill me or anything its just there.. pressing on my bladder though.. yuck. make peeing kinda weird.. but part of giving birth and being a mommy.. so i might have to have it removed with minor surgery but I will know more thursday when i go see my dr about what the u sound showed..  its not in a vein or anything so it can' t hurt me but just to know its there is kinda freaky.... ewwwww... bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-4458547453185054907?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4458547453185054907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=4458547453185054907' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/4458547453185054907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/4458547453185054907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-1118582688260501133</id><published>2007-06-07T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T10:38:16.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just bored</title><content type='html'>Just sittin here at work needing a break from numbers... so hard gettin back to the swing of things.. so happy- before long i will be home for good... i am glad i gave work another try but i know where i am supposed to be HOME&gt;&gt;&gt; Its so hard being at work since I was at home soooooo long and loved it... but jan or feb i will be home forever yeay.. (I hope) i should throw that in there just incase.. don't want to jinks myself.. but when i do work my kids are having a ball.. kim takes such good care of them .. and i am really glad its just her kids and mine.. sage has loved having her kids to play with so i will always continue to do that when i am home full time.. so next yr i will put him in something mothers morning out, swimming lessons etc to keep him around kids alot and we always have our playdates with all my friends kids ... he loves it.. bricen came over saturday and they were so good. they played in the sandbox, loved swinging and sliding and ate suckers and popcicles... so jackie and i jsut sat and watched our 2 boys being all indepentant and not needin us like they used to.. they are growin up.. fast... marli slept the whole time.. go figure ha ... she is little sweetie.. i can't believe she turned 3 months yesterday and today wes and I have been together 8 years.. that shocks me... and married 5 yrs in may.. wow...... he is so good to me and the kids... sage wants him all to himself though.. daddy's boy... but i would be too if all my daddy did was play and goof off and pretend to be 2 ha ha ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-1118582688260501133?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1118582688260501133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=1118582688260501133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/1118582688260501133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/1118582688260501133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-bored.html' title='Just bored'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-6501023206874360556</id><published>2007-06-03T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T08:26:11.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's June..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday June 2 Sage had yet another birthdya party to attend.. I swear to be 2 he has way to many little friends.. ha ha .... This was one of the best parties yet.. Sage really showed good behavior and everyone held Marli so I kinda got to sit back and enjoy it.  It was nice..  A big huge building with one of those big blow up slides.  So the kids couldn't run off and you could just sit relax and watch.. Not used to that.  Marli slept the whole time which is not unusual .. She is soooo good.. I have been blessed with the best babies.  I know it could change but for now sooo great.  Sage is almost as tan as a mexican. ha I use sunscreen on him everytime but he has the best skin.  He plays outside 24/7... I have been tryin to sit out some with him but with a baby I think I;ll just be a white girl this year.. oh well.  My daddy gave Sage a harmonica yesterday.  yeay!! Whatever he was playing it at 7 am this morning.. so I beeped daddy on nextel and let him play it and wake him up too.. ha ha .. Well thats it for a very fast weekend... Went by to fast and tomorrow well is Monday ... yuck.. MOndays are never fun for some reason.. considering here lately Wes is working soo much but hey extra money can't complain.  Next sunday Wes;s work gave everyone 2 free tickets to carowinds and Sage is free so were gonna go adventure that. He loved it last year.  I think we are going to get a sitter for Marli just because of the heat and she can't ride a thing and we haven't done anything just Mommy, Daddy, and Sage in a very long while and he has been doing so good at potty training and being a new big brother.  So it will be some nice Sage time.... He is excited.  WEll Marli is waking up and Sage is goin for nap.  BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-6501023206874360556?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6501023206874360556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=6501023206874360556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/6501023206874360556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/6501023206874360556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-june.html' title='It&apos;s June..'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-462430184399679557</id><published>2007-05-30T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T10:01:17.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May is ending and fast I should say</title><content type='html'>Potty Training.. wow.... you try and there not interested then all of a sudden there peeing every where and some places you don't want pee pee.  Wes and I have caught Sage peeing off the deck (boy thing) on the tolit with the lid down.. He is so independant that he doesn't tell us sometimes he has to do it all by himself.. I love my little big boy though.. I will miss changing diaper when he is fulling trained.  I know you saying what.. but it will mean one less thing he will need me for.  Its been so hard going back to work last week. I mean heck I have been out since Jan (it was nice too).. but I hope to turn in my notice in Jan and do nothing but focus on the kids.  I would worry about them but Kim my friend takes such good care of them I can't worry .. She is awesome and its just my kids and hers.. its great.  Sage is very talkative and loves kids and I believe its because he grew up around that kind of atmosphere.  When I do stay home full time instead of part I will still do tons of playdates cause he has so much fun playing with kids.. and just think in a year or so Sage and Marli will be playing together maybe fighting too.  you know sibling love. ha ha ..... I love having them so close.  Its hard sometimes to think Wes and I are done having kids but the complications I have had female wise after the last c section its just god saying your done don't over do yourself.. and hey I am going to listen.  and hey Wes offered to get nipped.. what a word huh?  but he didn't want to see me go though anymore than what I have.  I didn't mind the  C -section I wish I could have just spit them out but I atleast got to lay there awake and Wes tell me everysingle detail the Dr was doing.. Yes he watched that closey and got some gross and amazing pictures. ha ha.... So I may take Wes up on his offer. and 2 kids is good.. I don't want my kids sharing a room and finacially you can provide more for 2 and Wes is all about an even # 2 or 4 so .. 2's good. ha anyways thats it for now.. I know not to exciteing sorry.. I am a very simple person..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-462430184399679557?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/462430184399679557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=462430184399679557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/462430184399679557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/462430184399679557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-is-ending-and-fast-i-should-say.html' title='May is ending and fast I should say'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3878990495033370297.post-23693258954596556</id><published>2007-05-26T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T06:14:38.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's see May 2007</title><content type='html'>This months is flying by.  The kids are growing like little weeds and Wes and I are celebrating our 5 yr wedding anniv.  Wes is so romantic. He got me a new wedding band called anniv band. It has 5 diamonds and he said 5 diamonds for 5 years.  How sweet huh?  My first Mother's day with 2 kids.  Even better than before . Double the love.  They got me a gift card and another willow tree figurine with a mommy holding 2 kids .  I love those little things.. The cards were so cute Sage wrote in mine a smiley face.  He is growing up to be a very handsome toodler and talkin up a storm.  Love's sports anykind and anything object that has a motor and moves.... tractor's , golfcarts, 4 wheelers. anything....... Marli is getting more mobile . I can't believe she will be 3 months in June . Where has the time gone?  I have been blessed with the best babies... I hear people say how they didnt' get anyrest as they had new babies but Sage and Marli after a few weeks old they only got up one time a night.  Marli goes down after a late feeding at 9:30-10pm and wakes up between 4:30-5 am to eat.  Thats amazing.. won't belong till she is going later than that.. She is trying so hard to roll over already.  Sage is at end of 3 months and then got a tooth at that same time. I cried.  So I know all that for My little Marli is coming too... booo hooo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3878990495033370297-23693258954596556?l=amyshelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/feeds/23693258954596556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3878990495033370297&amp;postID=23693258954596556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/23693258954596556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3878990495033370297/posts/default/23693258954596556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyshelle.blogspot.com/2007/05/lets-see-may-2007.html' title='Let&apos;s see May 2007'/><author><name>Amy's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12219469744735731674</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n9/naycauth/wesamy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
