tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-297997612024-03-14T00:26:04.376-05:00Mallory and ChloeSutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.comBlogger113125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-57248827637889195282010-03-01T12:31:00.007-06:002010-03-01T16:12:01.176-06:00The findings of FebruaryNot much new to share about February...just stir crazy!!! As much as we love the snow, I would also like to be able to get out of the house. So A LOT of these pictures are inside and of the girls watching TV;) I know I'm mother of the year...<br /><br />My Clo in her bibs...actually they are Mallory's (Aunt <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Lala</span> got them for her) but since she had grown out of them along time ago Chloe gets the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">pleasure</span> of wearing them now.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w2-CvVHZI/AAAAAAAADEE/9JdSVnsYftk/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443786489099263378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w2-CvVHZI/AAAAAAAADEE/9JdSVnsYftk/s320/IMG_0042.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The girls watching Sesame Street<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w29kvzctI/AAAAAAAADD8/KDPdsdSyQ18/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443786481048187602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w29kvzctI/AAAAAAAADD8/KDPdsdSyQ18/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Clo wishing she was outside playing in the snow<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w29AWuAbI/AAAAAAAADD0/-mtJUfPiecM/s1600-h/IMG_0029.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443786471279296946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w29AWuAbI/AAAAAAAADD0/-mtJUfPiecM/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and dad made a boy snowman (she didn't have eyelashes or long hair so she couldn't be a girl...per Mallory)<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w19ixvO4I/AAAAAAAADDs/dosc2Xum3uI/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443785381007801218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w19ixvO4I/AAAAAAAADDs/dosc2Xum3uI/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Getting ready to play in the snow<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w19CIMOkI/AAAAAAAADDk/GS6rjiRhzOE/s1600-h/IMG_0024.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443785372243606082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w19CIMOkI/AAAAAAAADDk/GS6rjiRhzOE/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">har</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">har</span>...this picture is so funny. Chloe's new thing is to ride her pony while she is eating a snack. I love her face, priceless<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w18lC8cRI/AAAAAAAADDc/UDC5xDYxYIw/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443785364436971794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w18lC8cRI/AAAAAAAADDc/UDC5xDYxYIw/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Someone replaced my eldest with Snow White reading a newspaper<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w18QDlXEI/AAAAAAAADDU/f-pqN7BgeI0/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443785358802508866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w18QDlXEI/AAAAAAAADDU/f-pqN7BgeI0/s320/IMG_0005.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Snack time and TV, gotta love it<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w17toE63I/AAAAAAAADDM/C5PxXdqr3Y4/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443785349560331122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4w17toE63I/AAAAAAAADDM/C5PxXdqr3Y4/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Me and the girls getting ready to go to the store...we all have our puffy vests on:)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wO_p0RnWI/AAAAAAAADDE/xcAkgdegsjw/s1600-h/IMG_0100.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443742536303746402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wO_p0RnWI/AAAAAAAADDE/xcAkgdegsjw/s320/IMG_0100.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The girls and I travelled to Illinois for a mini-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">vaca</span>. We had a great time visiting and seeing relatives...wish we could have stayed longer but I had to work. <br />Again, watching TV, probably Sesame Street<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wO_B3swbI/AAAAAAAADC8/JceGTjTsbkk/s1600-h/IMG_0094.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443742525580689842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wO_B3swbI/AAAAAAAADC8/JceGTjTsbkk/s320/IMG_0094.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Of course a favorite <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">past time</span> is playing the piano<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wO-QTBhrI/AAAAAAAADC0/g53ILQsemng/s1600-h/IMG_0090.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443742512273524402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wO-QTBhrI/AAAAAAAADC0/g53ILQsemng/s320/IMG_0090.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I got some old toys out for the girls to play with. I have some fond memories of this particular car set.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wO98rbAHI/AAAAAAAADCs/iEM1ueRkOFo/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443742507007148146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wO98rbAHI/AAAAAAAADCs/iEM1ueRkOFo/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We had to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">duck tape</span> the pieces together so that Chloe wouldn't tear it apart.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wO9Du6afI/AAAAAAAADCk/FeEICh5uLkE/s1600-h/IMG_0079.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443742491720968690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wO9Du6afI/AAAAAAAADCk/FeEICh5uLkE/s320/IMG_0079.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Some cuddle time after a bath<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wNa0uVSUI/AAAAAAAADCc/tMHTP0Jtpw0/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443740804064823618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wNa0uVSUI/AAAAAAAADCc/tMHTP0Jtpw0/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wNaUaUikI/AAAAAAAADCU/LsPj6OzIvt0/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Clo coloring. She is getting pretty good but I have to watch her because as soon as I turn my head the crayons are in her mouth.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wNZxeVd2I/AAAAAAAADCM/g-QVykW8cAI/s1600-h/IMG_0056.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443740786012551010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wNZxeVd2I/AAAAAAAADCM/g-QVykW8cAI/s320/IMG_0056.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Snow White again and her sidekick Chloe...or as I would like to call her Grumpy...is there a dwarf named <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Whinny</span>???<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wNZad4ejI/AAAAAAAADCE/bfUWT9chrnQ/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443740779836635698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wNZad4ejI/AAAAAAAADCE/bfUWT9chrnQ/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Nothing like spying on the neighbors:) I'm sure they are watching a cat or something in the yard<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wNY4YJljI/AAAAAAAADB8/J4g-mqpiVgg/s1600-h/IMG_0044.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443740770685785650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wNY4YJljI/AAAAAAAADB8/J4g-mqpiVgg/s320/IMG_0044.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory enjoying some lunch with Nacho. He loves to be your seat buddy if there is enough room<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wL1MB7U7I/AAAAAAAADB0/5m5o9iPHWN0/s1600-h/IMG_0037.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443739057974367154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wL1MB7U7I/AAAAAAAADB0/5m5o9iPHWN0/s320/IMG_0037.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe having a snack on the pony and making another weird face.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wL05ipgzI/AAAAAAAADBs/0xNw3Jg8kBs/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443739053011338034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wL05ipgzI/AAAAAAAADBs/0xNw3Jg8kBs/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal putting on some lip gloss (also known as glip gloss)<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wL0Xe3_gI/AAAAAAAADBk/Y6pFuSh-U2E/s1600-h/IMG_0035.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443739043868704258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wL0Xe3_gI/AAAAAAAADBk/Y6pFuSh-U2E/s320/IMG_0035.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Nothing like a little play time at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error">Zona</span> Rosa<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wLz9_WgRI/AAAAAAAADBc/8UsVcNtxZg8/s1600-h/IMG_0008.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443739037025599762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wLz9_WgRI/AAAAAAAADBc/8UsVcNtxZg8/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Both girls LOVE the slide.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wLzaxaBnI/AAAAAAAADBU/KwyNnXCCqlQ/s1600-h/IMG_0007.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443739027571869298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wLzaxaBnI/AAAAAAAADBU/KwyNnXCCqlQ/s320/IMG_0007.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />One of the few moments where they actually share things<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wJY4tLmII/AAAAAAAADBM/uUQKCWpsY7s/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443736372727486594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wJY4tLmII/AAAAAAAADBM/uUQKCWpsY7s/s320/IMG_0003.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chocolate Cookie anyone???<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wJYYDjmUI/AAAAAAAADBE/frrDQxOc5ik/s1600-h/IMG_0070.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443736363962964290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wJYYDjmUI/AAAAAAAADBE/frrDQxOc5ik/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Someone kicked Snow White to the curb and turned into Cinderella<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wJX5Td83I/AAAAAAAADA8/0iQ_DacmS64/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443736355708203890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wJX5Td83I/AAAAAAAADA8/0iQ_DacmS64/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />More playtime at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error">Zona</span>. Adrienne, Mallory and Eli eating lunch.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wJXbxx1KI/AAAAAAAADA0/M1BdKV8s5AA/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443736347782272162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wJXbxx1KI/AAAAAAAADA0/M1BdKV8s5AA/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Look mom it's a pretzel <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">mustache</span> (or mustard...<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error">hahaha</span> I love <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error">Malloryisms</span>)<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wJWkr_bpI/AAAAAAAADAs/SWKnOE84bCM/s1600-h/IMG_0067.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443736332994047634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S4wJWkr_bpI/AAAAAAAADAs/SWKnOE84bCM/s320/IMG_0067.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So that was our life in February. Pretty boring. We are all looking forward to some warmer weather and possible playing outside. Come on spring we are READY!!!Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-66384256845678855802010-01-21T13:09:00.005-06:002010-01-21T14:01:34.049-06:00I should be sewing right nowThe title is true...I should be sewing, but instead I'm updating the blog for those of you who don't have <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">facebook</span>. So here is what has happened lately:<br /><br /><br />Josh and I had our 3rd anniversary last night. We went to an awesome place called Extra Virgin for dinner then went to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Harpos</span> for a after dinner drink. We had a wonderful time. Happy Anniversary babe!!!<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1iumNpvgXI/AAAAAAAADAk/SPERTjRQszU/s1600-h/IMG_0029.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429281322318135666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1iumNpvgXI/AAAAAAAADAk/SPERTjRQszU/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On Tuesday the girls and I went to Lacy's house to distract her from painting. Clo fell asleep on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">Ethan's</span> bed. I would have never been able to get Mallory to do that. I guess that is the luxury of having a 2<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">nd</span> child that is very laid back.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1iuPDcOZjI/AAAAAAAADAc/uKSNFdkGFDU/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429280924440094258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1iuPDcOZjI/AAAAAAAADAc/uKSNFdkGFDU/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This week I started putting hair ties in Chloe's hair. It's finally long enough to keep them in. She looks so cute w/ them in.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1iuOg8l66I/AAAAAAAADAU/wqsml3vtt1Q/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429280915180612514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1iuOg8l66I/AAAAAAAADAU/wqsml3vtt1Q/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Ethan waiting for their pudding.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1iuOIET41I/AAAAAAAADAM/hzvhzlAsTI4/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429280908502098770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1iuOIET41I/AAAAAAAADAM/hzvhzlAsTI4/s320/IMG_0005.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A couple of weekends ago we went to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Chillocothe</span> for Janie's 7<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> birthday. We had a great time and Mallory was so excited to see Janie. Happy Birthday Janie.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1itGesWicI/AAAAAAAADAE/JqX-mXUwJ4s/s1600-h/IMG_0029.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429279677625043394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1itGesWicI/AAAAAAAADAE/JqX-mXUwJ4s/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Brooke holding Mallory so she could see.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1itF5IcPhI/AAAAAAAAC_8/iigPJVkTsHg/s1600-h/IMG_0031.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429279667542310418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1itF5IcPhI/AAAAAAAAC_8/iigPJVkTsHg/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Clo's nap times were on opposite schedules for a while so when Mal would got down Clo would be getting up. My house was a complete mess during those few weeks. Nap time is when I get everything done. Needless to say they are finally on the same schedule somewhat. So I got a lot of one on one time w/ the girls. Here is some play time w/ Chloe.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1itFjzNTcI/AAAAAAAAC_0/VqhDQxgjgic/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429279661816106434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1itFjzNTcI/AAAAAAAAC_0/VqhDQxgjgic/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Saying cheese<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1itFFC6yVI/AAAAAAAAC_s/Wi-MMbyt-Os/s1600-h/IMG_0061.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429279653560502610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1itFFC6yVI/AAAAAAAAC_s/Wi-MMbyt-Os/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Big girl<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1itEpkKWMI/AAAAAAAAC_k/PVxydgkOU6c/s1600-h/IMG_0056.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429279646183741634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1itEpkKWMI/AAAAAAAAC_k/PVxydgkOU6c/s320/IMG_0056.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The things you do to get your children to take medicine. We let Mallory drink apple juice out of a shot glass. Parents of the year...but at least we get her to take the medicine.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1ireCgvRXI/AAAAAAAAC_c/tPyng68Rwy0/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429277883353744754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1ireCgvRXI/AAAAAAAAC_c/tPyng68Rwy0/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is the most <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">recent</span> addition to our family...the Sit and Stand stroller. I am so happy we got it. We haven't been able to use it quite yet because we've been inside through most of this yucky, cold weather. But I am so excited to break it in...I will be sad when it starts to get dirty from all the use.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1irdjnY5pI/AAAAAAAAC_U/oQpPcwsg_8Y/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429277875060139666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1irdjnY5pI/AAAAAAAAC_U/oQpPcwsg_8Y/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cheesy Clo looking so smart on the computer.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1irdSaE1qI/AAAAAAAAC_M/1ChEa5w4BdI/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429277870440896162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1irdSaE1qI/AAAAAAAAC_M/1ChEa5w4BdI/s320/IMG_0005.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Play time w/ Mal. She got to use the easel we got her for Christmas. She loves to paint.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1irc5wha_I/AAAAAAAAC_E/5gHg02BYJeg/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429277863824157682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1irc5wha_I/AAAAAAAAC_E/5gHg02BYJeg/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The girls being silly.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1ircWQC8_I/AAAAAAAAC-8/JkrPIF0Stw0/s1600-h/IMG_0017.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429277854292702194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S1ircWQC8_I/AAAAAAAAC-8/JkrPIF0Stw0/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />That's pretty much all we've been up to during January. Staying inside and playing. Almost all the snow is melted...we were hoping for at least one more good snow storm to play in but we will see.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-81254308691750907042010-01-06T09:41:00.009-06:002010-01-06T10:40:24.044-06:00Catching upWell to speed things up a big I skipped a couple of months of pictures. This is what has been happening in our lives lately. I decided to stay home again and just work as a server in the evenings. It wasn't working out for us financially for me to continue to work full-time and pay for a sitter. I love being home again. It's been an adjustment for us all. I'm <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">relearning</span> the girls and they are relearning me. They do miss our sitter quite a bit. If anyone is in need of a FANTASTIC sitter please let me know and I will pass along her information. She is a super, wonderful sitter.<br />I've been home now for almost a month. I really miss my girls/co-workers at the hospital...but I'm glad to be home.<br />Here are some pictures from October to current...of course in opposite order:<br /><br />Mal playing in the snow<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S3GbLFHBI/AAAAAAAAC98/9VyFb4r5o6o/s1600-h/100_2208.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423661172262247442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S3GbLFHBI/AAAAAAAAC98/9VyFb4r5o6o/s320/100_2208.jpg" /></a>. She loves to eat ice, etc so when her gloves got caked w/ snow that was the 1st thing she did.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />She ran out of snow on her mittens so she decided to eat it off the ground. Don't worry I warned her about the 'yellow' snow.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S3GrbS0xI/AAAAAAAAC-E/ZEnlPYsAstw/s1600-h/100_2209.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423661176625222418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S3GrbS0xI/AAAAAAAAC-E/ZEnlPYsAstw/s320/100_2209.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Me and Mal getting ready to play in the snow...of course I did more <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">shoveling</span> then playing<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S20wtwIbI/AAAAAAAAC90/jJ4xjI8WXY0/s1600-h/100_2207.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423660868807172530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S20wtwIbI/AAAAAAAAC90/jJ4xjI8WXY0/s320/100_2207.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe is all done <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">unwrapping</span> presents.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S20TJGrHI/AAAAAAAAC9s/-8JiHIgW6MY/s1600-h/100_2204.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423660860868832370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S20TJGrHI/AAAAAAAAC9s/-8JiHIgW6MY/s320/100_2204.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />All the chaos after opening presents Christmas Day<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S20EMqR8I/AAAAAAAAC9k/oFAjCezBHVo/s1600-h/100_2200.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423660856857216962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S20EMqR8I/AAAAAAAAC9k/oFAjCezBHVo/s320/100_2200.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Family picture in front of the tree Christmas day<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S2zvpIG3I/AAAAAAAAC9c/5f5atAd75KI/s1600-h/100_2183.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423660851339467634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S2zvpIG3I/AAAAAAAAC9c/5f5atAd75KI/s320/100_2183.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Christmas Eve picture before the girls went to Nana's house. I had to go to work so I missed out on the fun.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S2zKXnDoI/AAAAAAAAC9U/XAqXaqP6yVE/s1600-h/100_2157.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423660841333886594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0S2zKXnDoI/AAAAAAAAC9U/XAqXaqP6yVE/s320/100_2157.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The weekend before Christmas we went to Crown Center to go ice skating and finish up some last minute Christmas shopping. Chloe had to sit on the sidelines while dad and Mal went around the rink.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SyFmQsohI/AAAAAAAAC8s/mc4dh2gX4rU/s1600-h/100_2143.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423655660500591122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SyFmQsohI/AAAAAAAAC8s/mc4dh2gX4rU/s320/100_2143.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dad and Mal trying to make it around in less then an hour.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SyFc0kzDI/AAAAAAAAC8k/GrHbnA42C50/s1600-h/100_2139.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423655657966718002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SyFc0kzDI/AAAAAAAAC8k/GrHbnA42C50/s320/100_2139.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Me and Mal. She did really good but wasn't quite ready to do it by herself. It killed my back though:)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SyE_yABvI/AAAAAAAAC8c/96bbMMzmuYc/s1600-h/100_2141.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423655650171291378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SyE_yABvI/AAAAAAAAC8c/96bbMMzmuYc/s320/100_2141.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cutie Mal getting ready to skate.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SyEhKglSI/AAAAAAAAC8U/tn_ip2qZjQ0/s1600-h/100_2135.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423655641952589090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SyEhKglSI/AAAAAAAAC8U/tn_ip2qZjQ0/s320/100_2135.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We decided to get Mallory's hair cut. She got about 4 inches cut off. She was really excited about her new hair and it looks super cute.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SxkGfqMRI/AAAAAAAAC8E/HATzP7S6BEc/s1600-h/100_2123.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423655085037728018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SxkGfqMRI/AAAAAAAAC8E/HATzP7S6BEc/s320/100_2123.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After picture.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SxkZY1CpI/AAAAAAAAC8M/Y5nyyul-Pnc/s1600-h/100_2125.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423655090109352594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SxkZY1CpI/AAAAAAAAC8M/Y5nyyul-Pnc/s320/100_2125.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and Nacho<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sxjnkg20I/AAAAAAAAC78/yAvqMc60c8c/s1600-h/100_2117.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423655076736588610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sxjnkg20I/AAAAAAAAC78/yAvqMc60c8c/s320/100_2117.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe, she has about 6 teeth now. She has 4 on the bottom front and is cutting her 1 year molars on the bottom. She is starting to get some on the top, but nothing has poked <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">completely</span> through. Poor girl is getting all her teeth at the same time...some nights have been very rough.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SxjbNfmII/AAAAAAAAC70/12_ueNKtqVc/s1600-h/100_2111.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423655073418811522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0SxjbNfmII/AAAAAAAAC70/12_ueNKtqVc/s320/100_2111.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The girls and I went to visit <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Oma</span> and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">Gpa</span> Dean in Illinois. We went down to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">Bernadotte</span> to have dinner w/ the family. The girls and I were playing at the playground. Some of the equipment they had when my mom was little...but it still works great and the girls had a blast.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sw_cVDimI/AAAAAAAAC7s/YKM3qgXUzos/s1600-h/100_1869.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423654455243672162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sw_cVDimI/AAAAAAAAC7s/YKM3qgXUzos/s320/100_1869.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal playing in the leaves.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sw_K7KLsI/AAAAAAAAC7k/K2guF9uSApk/s1600-h/100_1930.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423654450571652802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sw_K7KLsI/AAAAAAAAC7k/K2guF9uSApk/s320/100_1930.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Happy Halloween. Mal was a lady bug and Clo was a bumble bee<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sw-ilsrkI/AAAAAAAAC7c/2YbmtXwd2as/s1600-h/100_1903.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423654439744220738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sw-ilsrkI/AAAAAAAAC7c/2YbmtXwd2as/s320/100_1903.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Playing outside before it gets too cold.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sw-NDE3jI/AAAAAAAAC7U/3VqqfOgMplU/s1600-h/100_1885.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423654433961860658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sw-NDE3jI/AAAAAAAAC7U/3VqqfOgMplU/s320/100_1885.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />silly girls<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sv_blP5jI/AAAAAAAAC7M/O0fOFwB57gw/s1600-h/100_1743.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423653355531527730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sv_blP5jI/AAAAAAAAC7M/O0fOFwB57gw/s320/100_1743.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sv-6bkpeI/AAAAAAAAC7E/l1WG453ybtA/s1600-h/100_1742.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423653346632574434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sv-6bkpeI/AAAAAAAAC7E/l1WG453ybtA/s320/100_1742.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal w/ her earrings on that A. Anita made<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sv-fIkc6I/AAAAAAAAC68/9GOqAbwQiuM/s1600-h/100_1740.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423653339305112482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sv-fIkc6I/AAAAAAAAC68/9GOqAbwQiuM/s320/100_1740.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe on her 1st birthday. She turned 1 on October 6<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span>. She has grown up so much since then. How did the time go so quickly.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sv-IxYDQI/AAAAAAAAC60/5XQr3voOaLM/s1600-h/100_1734.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423653333302250754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/S0Sv-IxYDQI/AAAAAAAAC60/5XQr3voOaLM/s320/100_1734.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Well, it is my goal to post at least once a month. Now that the holidays have passed I should have more time. It was pretty <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">difficult</span> for me to keep on top of everything when I was working full-time. Hope everyone had a happy and safe holidays.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-82380131924664915672009-08-18T20:41:00.012-05:002009-08-19T15:42:37.080-05:00Not enough hours in the dayOf course theses are most recent to least. Enjoy. Our camera broke so we had to use the old one that burns through batteries...so needless to say we haven't taken a lot of pictures. I know it's been 4 EVER since I have posted so I will spare the details...<br />John (Josh's dad) giving Chloe her 1st 4-wheeler ride<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SoteMMqGeiI/AAAAAAAAC5c/e7hHGblOV00/s1600-h/100_1632.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371490544218700322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SoteMMqGeiI/AAAAAAAAC5c/e7hHGblOV00/s320/100_1632.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Clo enjoying their favorite summer time activity<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotdtiDf0vI/AAAAAAAAC5U/TeyY3ikiSEg/s1600-h/100b1481.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371490017386418930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotdtiDf0vI/AAAAAAAAC5U/TeyY3ikiSEg/s320/100b1481.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal holding her ears while dad drives away on the 4-wheeler<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotdtAuGbFI/AAAAAAAAC5M/78_HZRkcJdE/s1600-h/100_1628.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371490008438303826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotdtAuGbFI/AAAAAAAAC5M/78_HZRkcJdE/s320/100_1628.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dad and Clo<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotdsl52OII/AAAAAAAAC5E/o-eNFTvmT9k/s1600-h/100_1615.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371490001239816322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotdsl52OII/AAAAAAAAC5E/o-eNFTvmT9k/s320/100_1615.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />swinging baby<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotdr8Kd6KI/AAAAAAAAC48/FbaFQ-Lzo88/s1600-h/100_1613.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371489990035237026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotdr8Kd6KI/AAAAAAAAC48/FbaFQ-Lzo88/s320/100_1613.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal playing <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">doctor</span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotdrvZZLUI/AAAAAAAAC40/eFd6OdWzw9s/s1600-h/100_1607.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371489986608180546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotdrvZZLUI/AAAAAAAAC40/eFd6OdWzw9s/s320/100_1607.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory got Impetigo (staph infection) about 3 weeks ago. She is on the mend and only has a slight discoloration to the skin...but here it was in full bloom.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotc6odD71I/AAAAAAAAC4s/BybcZnCG7B8/s1600-h/100_1594.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371489142930927442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotc6odD71I/AAAAAAAAC4s/BybcZnCG7B8/s320/100_1594.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Clo and mama<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotc6CTLm6I/AAAAAAAAC4k/ucJp9ESWMyU/s1600-h/100_1592.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371489132688939938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotc6CTLm6I/AAAAAAAAC4k/ucJp9ESWMyU/s320/100_1592.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Clo loves to look out the front door.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotc5r0XPWI/AAAAAAAAC4c/T3UWEcDSMh8/s1600-h/100_1588.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371489126654098786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotc5r0XPWI/AAAAAAAAC4c/T3UWEcDSMh8/s320/100_1588.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My happy crawling baby<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotc43CieYI/AAAAAAAAC4U/NDtysifxLMo/s1600-h/100_1567.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371489112486476162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotc43CieYI/AAAAAAAAC4U/NDtysifxLMo/s320/100_1567.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Thinking the play food was real food.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotc4XFRFAI/AAAAAAAAC4M/9aPrKteaHsA/s1600-h/100_1562.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371489103907984386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotc4XFRFAI/AAAAAAAAC4M/9aPrKteaHsA/s320/100_1562.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Clo hanging out<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotcKjaMPBI/AAAAAAAAC4E/U0usHGAeWuY/s1600-h/100_1556.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371488316942990354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotcKjaMPBI/AAAAAAAAC4E/U0usHGAeWuY/s320/100_1556.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory is showing everyone how tall our tomato plants are. The garden has been somewhat of a success. We have been able to get cucumbers, peppers, peas, green beans and tomatos out of it. We are also starting to get some pumpkins...actually the pumpkin vines are starting to take over the whole garden. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotcKMFxkFI/AAAAAAAAC38/sLC4ioJM9t0/s1600-h/100_1553.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371488310683340882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotcKMFxkFI/AAAAAAAAC38/sLC4ioJM9t0/s320/100_1553.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal thinking (wishing) she was a baby again.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotcJrqy2zI/AAAAAAAAC30/vgfmK55jSaE/s1600-h/100_1554.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371488301980244786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotcJrqy2zI/AAAAAAAAC30/vgfmK55jSaE/s320/100_1554.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Swinging again...almost a nightly activity (no matter how hot it is outside)<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotcIy88T9I/AAAAAAAAC3s/mgRlFkPrmls/s1600-h/100_1475.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371488286755540946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotcIy88T9I/AAAAAAAAC3s/mgRlFkPrmls/s320/100_1475.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cutie pie<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotcIdSjghI/AAAAAAAAC3k/K1xgb7cDRm4/s1600-h/100_1473.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371488280940610066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotcIdSjghI/AAAAAAAAC3k/K1xgb7cDRm4/s320/100_1473.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Clo wishing she was on the outside.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotbZypH35I/AAAAAAAAC3c/5mW9nnqBW-w/s1600-h/100_1455.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371487479218560914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotbZypH35I/AAAAAAAAC3c/5mW9nnqBW-w/s320/100_1455.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Oma</span> helping Mal water the plants: Mal says "the plants are saying 'I'm thirsty, I'm thirsty, I'm thirsty'!!!!!"<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotbZTZGwxI/AAAAAAAAC3U/SLJRbO_H-Vo/s1600-h/100_1448.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371487470829880082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotbZTZGwxI/AAAAAAAAC3U/SLJRbO_H-Vo/s320/100_1448.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Such a big girl<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotbX9-Cl6I/AAAAAAAAC3M/5NUzsqd1vd8/s1600-h/100_1446.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371487447899346850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotbX9-Cl6I/AAAAAAAAC3M/5NUzsqd1vd8/s320/100_1446.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Clo and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Oma</span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotbXfVt8-I/AAAAAAAAC3E/kMrKz0SLs5I/s1600-h/100_1442.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371487439677158370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotbXfVt8-I/AAAAAAAAC3E/kMrKz0SLs5I/s320/100_1442.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Yum socks<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotbWkTqZVI/AAAAAAAAC28/pCHmhfNPFNI/s1600-h/100_1432.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371487423830844754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotbWkTqZVI/AAAAAAAAC28/pCHmhfNPFNI/s320/100_1432.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My goofy girls<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotawxJullI/AAAAAAAAC20/6QHU3FgZ93Q/s1600-h/100_1429.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371486774443808338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotawxJullI/AAAAAAAAC20/6QHU3FgZ93Q/s320/100_1429.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Naked baby w/ a cone head<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotawLZ-FiI/AAAAAAAAC2s/Wr5otyStL3o/s1600-h/100_1425.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371486764311385634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotawLZ-FiI/AAAAAAAAC2s/Wr5otyStL3o/s320/100_1425.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Clo loving on Nacho (he is so <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">tolerant</span>)<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotavh0bE-I/AAAAAAAAC2k/T-22qcqXD8Q/s1600-h/101b1410.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371486753148048354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sotavh0bE-I/AAAAAAAAC2k/T-22qcqXD8Q/s320/101b1410.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Baby blues<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotavDDLW8I/AAAAAAAAC2c/9JC62C13_-Y/s1600-h/101_1389.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371486744888433602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotavDDLW8I/AAAAAAAAC2c/9JC62C13_-Y/s320/101_1389.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotauafU47I/AAAAAAAAC2U/xb-kQ5Xoabo/s1600-h/101_1377.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371486734000645042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotauafU47I/AAAAAAAAC2U/xb-kQ5Xoabo/s320/101_1377.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sleeping monster<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotaEtqt3lI/AAAAAAAAC2M/lICj1hbCq7w/s1600-h/101_1373.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371486017594187346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotaEtqt3lI/AAAAAAAAC2M/lICj1hbCq7w/s320/101_1373.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">har</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">har</span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotaEEs2WfI/AAAAAAAAC2E/hCjlz5Y1KMU/s1600-h/101_1369.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371486006597278194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotaEEs2WfI/AAAAAAAAC2E/hCjlz5Y1KMU/s320/101_1369.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Would you like a spot of tea<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotaDsQ-h2I/AAAAAAAAC18/46ZhSOENguo/s1600-h/101_1366.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371486000037922658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotaDsQ-h2I/AAAAAAAAC18/46ZhSOENguo/s320/101_1366.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My big girl Mal putting together her puzzle<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotaCmrccoI/AAAAAAAAC10/pVXgSJGxLiw/s1600-h/101_1362.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371485981358453378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotaCmrccoI/AAAAAAAAC10/pVXgSJGxLiw/s320/101_1362.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Crawling baby<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotaCIchBLI/AAAAAAAAC1s/7HoM1DHGDN4/s1600-h/101_1358.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371485973242774706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotaCIchBLI/AAAAAAAAC1s/7HoM1DHGDN4/s320/101_1358.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sweet angel<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotY2TWSKNI/AAAAAAAAC1k/y89gmrthOZs/s1600-h/101_1354.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371484670499367122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotY2TWSKNI/AAAAAAAAC1k/y89gmrthOZs/s320/101_1354.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Silly Clo<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotY110-XCI/AAAAAAAAC1c/3kRsvZyxE3c/s1600-h/101_1348.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371484662575029282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotY110-XCI/AAAAAAAAC1c/3kRsvZyxE3c/s320/101_1348.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Bath time<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotY1VcagzI/AAAAAAAAC1U/f9eI8WuIHVo/s1600-h/101_1341.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371484653882082098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotY1VcagzI/AAAAAAAAC1U/f9eI8WuIHVo/s320/101_1341.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotY05Ik_RI/AAAAAAAAC1M/ntXG06AKZrg/s1600-h/101_1337.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371484646282689810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotY05Ik_RI/AAAAAAAAC1M/ntXG06AKZrg/s320/101_1337.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Big sis<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotY0aMTrfI/AAAAAAAAC1E/xCAVoyZFpfQ/s1600-h/101_1336.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371484637976833522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SotY0aMTrfI/AAAAAAAAC1E/xCAVoyZFpfQ/s320/101_1336.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The girls have been great and growing.<br />Clo had her 9 mo check-up. She was 18lbs 1oz and only 25 inches long (fat and short). We are still using the carrier car seat...I'm not ready to give it up for a convertable carseat. She sure is heavy though. She is crawling EVERYWHERE. She loves to play/eat all of Mal's play food for her kitchen. One of these days I will have to post a video of Clo eating...she can put some food down and fast. Maybe I should enter her into one of those fastest eating contest...we could be millionaries. Clo is also pulling up on everything and kind of starting the cruse from one item to another. Clo is 10 months now...only two more months and she'll be a year. This year has flown by so quickly. <br />Mal is doing great and is a big help w/ Clo. Those two girls can really entertain each other. Mal's staph is pretty much gone now. Like I said before she only has a slight skin discoloration where it was. We are still putting an antibiotic ointment on it (per dr orders) and probably will continue to do it until it's competely gone.<br />Other then the kiddos nothing else is new. We try to get in as much family time that we can. It's hard to make time for everything when we are both working and then trying to keep up w/ all the household chores. Guess that is just a part of being working parents. Luckily Clo usually takes a nap when I get home and Mallory wants to watch a movie so I'm able to get a couple of things done by the time it's dinner time and Josh gets home. Josh and I pretty much go to bed w/in an hour of putting the girls down...so that doesn't leave much time to get other things done around the house after the girls go to bed.<br />We don't have any big plans for the next couple of weeks. I believe my parents will be coming into town for Labor Day weekend. We'd like to get out to Oregon and see my sister and brother-in-law sometime this year...but that is to be determined. Well, no promises but I hope to post again sooner then 3 months.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-87769635731684449092009-06-02T20:57:00.019-05:002009-06-17T16:52:17.053-05:00birthdays, birthdays and more birthdaysThese are backwards of course...but enjoy.<br /><br />Chloe taking her very last bottle of Mama's milk. I weaned her about 2 weeks ago. I was only nursing her at night and she was waking up like every 2 hours because I wasn't getting her enough. So I thought it would be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">beneficial</span> for me to just wean her. It's been hard sometimes but I think we are both very happy. And she is sleeping through the night so that is a double bonus.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXlJUAkzrI/AAAAAAAAC08/m9uKtBYsJbE/s1600-h/100_5625.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342928481097666226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXlJUAkzrI/AAAAAAAAC08/m9uKtBYsJbE/s320/100_5625.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Two weekends ago, Liberty had a car show. Nana's boyfriend Freddie has quite the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">hot rod</span>. Mal wanted to see what she looked like...she is one hot chick.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXlJKAgHMI/AAAAAAAAC00/XCVoMMp81C8/s1600-h/100_5618.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342928478413003970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXlJKAgHMI/AAAAAAAAC00/XCVoMMp81C8/s320/100_5618.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Memorial weekend my mom and dad came into town. Little did she know that my brother and sister (and spouses) were also coming into town to surprise her for her 60<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span> birthday. It was a great surprise and we all had a great weekend. Everyone made it home safely and we miss all the company.<br /><br />Not only was it my mom's birthday it was also Mallory, Laura and Sarah's birthday...it was also Amy and Eric's anniversary. We celebrated w/ a cake for all the girls.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXlIz_FpkI/AAAAAAAAC0s/nu5BqxcRPUc/s1600-h/100_5610.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342928472501495362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXlIz_FpkI/AAAAAAAAC0s/nu5BqxcRPUc/s320/100_5610.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cousin+family picture: (l to r) Chris and Holly, Me, Mal, Chloe and Josh, Sarah and Stephanie, Drew and Marcy, Eric, Amy and Eli, Laura and Steve<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXlIofl-FI/AAAAAAAAC0k/zubbvkM1dXE/s1600-h/100_5608.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342928469416605778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXlIofl-FI/AAAAAAAAC0k/zubbvkM1dXE/s320/100_5608.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />just cousins pic<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXlIcmcgCI/AAAAAAAAC0c/OogalwTV1FI/s1600-h/100_5605.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342928466224119842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXlIcmcgCI/AAAAAAAAC0c/OogalwTV1FI/s320/100_5605.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />While everyone was in town they all pitched in to help us w/ our garden. Mom and Mal are watering the pepper plants. So far it's doing pretty good. The deer are getting into our green beans at night, but they've been able to bounce back w/ all the rain we've been getting.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXj4YhrBNI/AAAAAAAAC0U/4Nm63q9OGlI/s1600-h/100_5601.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342927090740823250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXj4YhrBNI/AAAAAAAAC0U/4Nm63q9OGlI/s320/100_5601.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Oma</span> again...me in the background digging.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXj4MKtVbI/AAAAAAAAC0M/XmX27fJW5a0/s1600-h/100_5600.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342927087423280562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXj4MKtVbI/AAAAAAAAC0M/XmX27fJW5a0/s320/100_5600.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Uncle Cheese prepping the garden<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXj30d2soI/AAAAAAAAC0E/DKm5BjQZiQ4/s1600-h/100_5598.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342927081061134978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXj30d2soI/AAAAAAAAC0E/DKm5BjQZiQ4/s320/100_5598.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />To celebrate my mom's 60<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">th</span> birthday we had a big family dinner at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Herford</span> House. We all had a great time and the food was good. Here is Mal entertaining Chloe.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXj3s1wQmI/AAAAAAAACz8/SMgNXu1d8oU/s1600-h/100_5594.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342927079013892706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXj3s1wQmI/AAAAAAAACz8/SMgNXu1d8oU/s320/100_5594.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Uncle Drew and Chloe hanging out.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXj3ftpjAI/AAAAAAAACz0/BYPkoRG3D-Y/s1600-h/100_5592.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342927075490237442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXj3ftpjAI/AAAAAAAACz0/BYPkoRG3D-Y/s320/100_5592.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Happy girl and cousin Holly<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXi9L4-3TI/AAAAAAAACzs/rSYPvegwsN8/s1600-h/100_5587.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342926073736650034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXi9L4-3TI/AAAAAAAACzs/rSYPvegwsN8/s320/100_5587.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Me and Marcy<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXi84gnT9I/AAAAAAAACzk/ZVYyOUvIixo/s1600-h/100_5585.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342926068534169554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXi84gnT9I/AAAAAAAACzk/ZVYyOUvIixo/s320/100_5585.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Of course you know Chloe is going to be happy when there is food around:)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXi8fmdN1I/AAAAAAAACzc/-eR9LdsoINw/s1600-h/100_5584.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342926061847787346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXi8fmdN1I/AAAAAAAACzc/-eR9LdsoINw/s320/100_5584.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Friday night of Memorial Weekend we went to Amy and Eric's house. Eli and Mallory had quite a good time playing in the back yard.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXi8f-k2SI/AAAAAAAACzU/QkGcmXyZd6w/s1600-h/100_5580.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342926061948950818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXi8f-k2SI/AAAAAAAACzU/QkGcmXyZd6w/s320/100_5580.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Here I am running around the yard w/ the kiddos<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXi8MUC3oI/AAAAAAAACzM/BrWeWfealSI/s1600-h/100_5576.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342926056670289538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXi8MUC3oI/AAAAAAAACzM/BrWeWfealSI/s320/100_5576.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />To <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">accommodate</span> for all of our guests for sleeping arrangements we had to move Mallory into Chloe's crib and Chloe into the pack-n-play in our room. My mom also stayed w/ Mallory on an air mattress. The girls had quite a good time sleeping in the same room...which is good because I think eventually they will both be in the same room.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXiHtc5_4I/AAAAAAAACzE/5rIEhvBWC-E/s1600-h/100_5575.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342925155032760194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXiHtc5_4I/AAAAAAAACzE/5rIEhvBWC-E/s320/100_5575.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Saturday all of the girls got pedicures. It was my mom's 1st pedicure ever!!! Here is a cool pic of Mal and Marcy drying their toes. W/out flash<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXiHQd48TI/AAAAAAAACy8/T5kPMuo62lc/s1600-h/100_5573.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342925147252257074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXiHQd48TI/AAAAAAAACy8/T5kPMuo62lc/s320/100_5573.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />W/ flash. I thought it was a neat picture.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXiHMEoxvI/AAAAAAAACy0/m0ffzH5xAiY/s1600-h/100_5572.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342925146072598258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXiHMEoxvI/AAAAAAAACy0/m0ffzH5xAiY/s320/100_5572.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory had a great time hanging out w/ Marcy that weekend. She doesn't get to see her very often.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXiGysp3sI/AAAAAAAACys/qTMpYghB_1I/s1600-h/100_5571.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342925139261120194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXiGysp3sI/AAAAAAAACys/qTMpYghB_1I/s320/100_5571.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and mommy's toes<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXiGg98-yI/AAAAAAAACyk/SeDtI21cKSs/s1600-h/100_5569.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342925134501837602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXiGg98-yI/AAAAAAAACyk/SeDtI21cKSs/s320/100_5569.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Marcy had this cool picture/camera thing that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">maded</span> the picture all <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">distorted</span>. The girls were having quite a good time making silly faces.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXhL6Dxi1I/AAAAAAAACyc/5aKOg2H3W9g/s1600-h/100_5567.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342924127624858450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXhL6Dxi1I/AAAAAAAACyc/5aKOg2H3W9g/s320/100_5567.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mom and my little girl.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXhLrLIpkI/AAAAAAAACyU/MXlZO87RSao/s1600-h/100_5566.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342924123629200962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXhLrLIpkI/AAAAAAAACyU/MXlZO87RSao/s320/100_5566.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />That's all the pictures for Memorial weekend. I know I probably took more but then this post would be bigger then it already is.<br /><br />Chloe went to her 1st Royals game and became an official Royals fan. And while we were at the game I almost got hit by a foul ball during batting practice...seriously it was like 3 feet from hitting me...and I was holding Chloe. Scary!!!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXhLfM-87I/AAAAAAAACyM/gC4kIVh3d74/s1600-h/100_5565.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342924120415728562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXhLfM-87I/AAAAAAAACyM/gC4kIVh3d74/s320/100_5565.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We had Mallory's 3rd birthday party on the 17<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">th</span>. It was a really nice evening so we were able to grill out and let the kids all play outside. She got lots of good toys but I think her favorite was the trike she got from Nana...thanks Nana!!!<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXhLKb83KI/AAAAAAAACyE/UFN4Vue_hBc/s1600-h/100_5564.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342924114841361570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXhLKb83KI/AAAAAAAACyE/UFN4Vue_hBc/s320/100_5564.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Nana showing Mal how to ride <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">dully</span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXhK8uCIxI/AAAAAAAACx8/cmRgI33KRc4/s1600-h/100_5562.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342924111159108370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXhK8uCIxI/AAAAAAAACx8/cmRgI33KRc4/s320/100_5562.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal trying out her hula hoop<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXgVokL99I/AAAAAAAACx0/NHWegnyhl2Q/s1600-h/100_5559.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342923195216033746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXgVokL99I/AAAAAAAACx0/NHWegnyhl2Q/s320/100_5559.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Preston eating ice cream and cake.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXgVS2e8MI/AAAAAAAACxs/PTGsAJ7jMlg/s1600-h/100_5540.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342923189387194562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXgVS2e8MI/AAAAAAAACxs/PTGsAJ7jMlg/s320/100_5540.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I made them turn around and sit next to each other for the pic above...this was how they were before.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXgVI7PywI/AAAAAAAACxk/BLOd9_HYcb8/s1600-h/100_5538.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342923186722818818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXgVI7PywI/AAAAAAAACxk/BLOd9_HYcb8/s320/100_5538.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory blowing out her candles. I can't believe she is already 3.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXgU-yNpFI/AAAAAAAACxc/6kv6RtMdj8A/s1600-h/100_5537.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342923184000574546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXgU-yNpFI/AAAAAAAACxc/6kv6RtMdj8A/s320/100_5537.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe and Ashten checking each other out. Gotta love the bouncy and exersaucer<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXgUpNbwGI/AAAAAAAACxU/Qeb4AVXY_j4/s1600-h/100_5532.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342923178209165410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXgUpNbwGI/AAAAAAAACxU/Qeb4AVXY_j4/s320/100_5532.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />For Mallory's birthday dad took her to a Royals game and she got the Build-A-Bear Lion. They had a great time and she was super tired when she got home.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXfUPYp65I/AAAAAAAACxM/VHZQ-GC_eV8/s1600-h/100_5531.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342922071765281682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXfUPYp65I/AAAAAAAACxM/VHZQ-GC_eV8/s320/100_5531.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dad and Mal before they left for the game.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXfT5ZSCWI/AAAAAAAACxE/-nwHovj4KmY/s1600-h/100_5528.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342922065862330722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXfT5ZSCWI/AAAAAAAACxE/-nwHovj4KmY/s320/100_5528.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Blowing out candles on her actual birthday (May 16th)<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXfTWAq5OI/AAAAAAAACw8/7d5uSsguFtU/s1600-h/100_5525.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342922056363861218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXfTWAq5OI/AAAAAAAACw8/7d5uSsguFtU/s320/100_5525.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal riding her new bike (that's what we got her for her birthday). She took her 1st good spill on it yesterday (6-16) and wasn't too happy about it. Luckily she only ended up w/ a scraped knee and a dirty shirt.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXfTEJeeEI/AAAAAAAACw0/yXlRWXRh9Ik/s1600-h/100_5523.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342922051568957506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXfTEJeeEI/AAAAAAAACw0/yXlRWXRh9Ik/s320/100_5523.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My happy porker Chloe...the girl loves to bounce.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXfSzOqEJI/AAAAAAAACws/jRFIMXVE76k/s1600-h/100_5520.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342922047027286162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXfSzOqEJI/AAAAAAAACws/jRFIMXVE76k/s320/100_5520.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dad putting Mal's bike together while Mallory dances around w/ the training wheels...too funny!!<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXeN5Ge3-I/AAAAAAAACwk/oti_-AMImOY/s1600-h/100_5514.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342920863192637410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXeN5Ge3-I/AAAAAAAACwk/oti_-AMImOY/s320/100_5514.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />When we all went back to Illinois in April we were visiting my A. Anita. She made Mallory a bracelet which she loves. SO for her birthday A Anita made her two sets of clip on earings to match. She LOVES them. There isn't a day that goes by that she doesn't have them on. Thank you Aunt Anita, it's the best gift she could have gotten. She is very careful to make sure she puts them in the box every night so she doesn't loose them. This is when she 1st opened the box and realized what they were.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXeNR-psdI/AAAAAAAACwU/Pxs4kYFQ8Aw/s1600-h/100_5501.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342920852690809298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXeNR-psdI/AAAAAAAACwU/Pxs4kYFQ8Aw/s320/100_5501.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Here she is modeling them.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXeNdpFqWI/AAAAAAAACwc/YN9-4zgf_Qc/s1600-h/100_5506.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342920855821592930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXeNdpFqWI/AAAAAAAACwc/YN9-4zgf_Qc/s320/100_5506.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Happy girl Chloe</span><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXeM2PkKoI/AAAAAAAACwM/q3FeM-S8Swo/s1600-h/100_5495.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342920845245557378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXeM2PkKoI/AAAAAAAACwM/q3FeM-S8Swo/s320/100_5495.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It had rained quite a bit in a short amount of time in about middle April...like 5 inches in about an hour. We have a creek in our back yard that comes up quite quickly because in the small part of town we live in they don't have a drainage system...it all just goes into the creek. So the creek will flood quite often because all that water is going into one place. When it rained that large amt in such a short period of time it almost went over the damn we have in our back yard...I'm talking w/in 2 feet of going over. Our neighbor told us that it hasn't gotten that high in 25 years. Most of us that live next to the damn substained some flood damage, not because it was so high but it started coming back up through the drainage system in the basement. Luckily we don't have the basement finished...and this flooding has caused us to think twice about doing it. We actually only got about 2 inches or so...but we had boxes in the basement and various other things that got wet so we did have to throw some things out. Don't mind the mess, but here is a pic of the basement.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXeMvHTkzI/AAAAAAAACwE/E3uy5M_5Dzc/s1600-h/100_5487.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342920843331867442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXeMvHTkzI/AAAAAAAACwE/E3uy5M_5Dzc/s320/100_5487.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory is enjoying some popcorn while we are scrabling around trying to get things to higher ground.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXc7pfgJcI/AAAAAAAACv8/PlMl2R25oIk/s1600-h/100_5490.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342919450253338050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXc7pfgJcI/AAAAAAAACv8/PlMl2R25oIk/s320/100_5490.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is the creek at the highest point.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXc7ZN8HpI/AAAAAAAACv0/YxKmjgqciCA/s1600-h/100_5478.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342919445884706450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXc7ZN8HpI/AAAAAAAACv0/YxKmjgqciCA/s320/100_5478.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXc7MABFdI/AAAAAAAACvs/SDzgnDRtZ_w/s1600-h/100_5479.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342919442336650706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXc7MABFdI/AAAAAAAACvs/SDzgnDRtZ_w/s320/100_5479.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal playing in her kitchen<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXc68ySIzI/AAAAAAAACvk/gQftonlA15o/s1600-h/100_5469.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342919438252516146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXc68ySIzI/AAAAAAAACvk/gQftonlA15o/s320/100_5469.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My chunky monkey sitting up so straight<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXc6gig2jI/AAAAAAAACvc/DCTYQeNfztE/s1600-h/100_5466.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342919430670178866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXc6gig2jI/AAAAAAAACvc/DCTYQeNfztE/s320/100_5466.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dad reading Mal a book.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXbi2N2Q3I/AAAAAAAACvU/mOkR16cmzws/s1600-h/100_5458.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342917924660593522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXbi2N2Q3I/AAAAAAAACvU/mOkR16cmzws/s320/100_5458.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Happy girl Chloe<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXbinX8E2I/AAAAAAAACvM/VCehIv31OfI/s1600-h/100_5448.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342917920676385634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXbinX8E2I/AAAAAAAACvM/VCehIv31OfI/s320/100_5448.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My baby sleeping.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXbicGJMDI/AAAAAAAACvE/az6aaRfM-tw/s1600-h/100_5445.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342917917648957490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXbicGJMDI/AAAAAAAACvE/az6aaRfM-tw/s320/100_5445.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Me and Mal getting ready to clean the bathroom. It's amazing what little children love to do.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXbiIwiTVI/AAAAAAAACu8/d-glSPE7bcg/s1600-h/100_5443.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342917912458054994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXbiIwiTVI/AAAAAAAACu8/d-glSPE7bcg/s320/100_5443.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe fell asleep in the bouncer.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXbh6XqrqI/AAAAAAAACu0/jpa8yLzK45M/s1600-h/100_5438.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342917908595650210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXbh6XqrqI/AAAAAAAACu0/jpa8yLzK45M/s320/100_5438.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal helping me give Chloe a bath in the sink.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXZllV20yI/AAAAAAAACus/__ct5GHIZzE/s1600-h/100_5432.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342915772647133986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXZllV20yI/AAAAAAAACus/__ct5GHIZzE/s320/100_5432.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe and Mal. Chloe wasn't too happy about getting her pic taken.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXZlAoNrcI/AAAAAAAACuk/lBz1nlRMnVo/s1600-h/100_5429.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342915762792017346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXZlAoNrcI/AAAAAAAACuk/lBz1nlRMnVo/s320/100_5429.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXZkxYtZFI/AAAAAAAACuc/AdUQCt_Ujb4/s1600-h/100_5425.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342915758700454994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXZkxYtZFI/AAAAAAAACuc/AdUQCt_Ujb4/s320/100_5425.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Swinging at the park in Ipava while were visiting my parents.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXZksqAUXI/AAAAAAAACuU/02D0bK8MV7I/s1600-h/100_5414.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342915757430821234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXZksqAUXI/AAAAAAAACuU/02D0bK8MV7I/s320/100_5414.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cool cat Chloe<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXZkUk7m7I/AAAAAAAACuM/tk_vFKa_2jI/s1600-h/100_5411.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342915750967090098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SiXZkUk7m7I/AAAAAAAACuM/tk_vFKa_2jI/s320/100_5411.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Things are going well in the Sutton household. We had quite a busy month in May. Work is going well. I can't believe I've been there for almost 5 months. THe girls are getting into quite a good routine and getting used to getting up to go to the sitter. Josh's job has been going quite well. He is now in the field instead of in the shop so he is learning a lot more. The new job he has been on he has to be there by 6am so he's been dropping the girls off at Nana's house and she has been taken them to the sitters on her way into work. We wouldn't be able to do a lot of things w/out Nana's help. Thanks Nana!!!<br /><br />Last I weighted Chloe (about a month ago) she was 16 lbs 1oz. She is quite the growing girl. She is now eating chunky solids...no more baby food. I've tried to give her some baby food and she isn't very happy w/ me. She loves to feed herself and there isn't much that misses her mouth so I don't have a lot to clean up at the end of a meal:) If you couldn't tell I love my chunky baby:) She is also trying to crawl. She is getting good at transitioning from sitting to her stomach w/out substaining crainal damage:) She will get up on her knees and rock back and forth. Before long we will have a true crawler and I will be scrabling around to pick everything up and get it out of her way. When we moved here Mallory was 18 months so we really didn't have to baby proof...well it's catching up w/ us now. We have her 9 month check up in the middle of July.<br /><br />Mallory is a growing girl also. At her 3 year check up she weighed 30 lbs and she is 36 1/2 inches tall. She is in the 50% for weight and the 40% for height. Our sitter has been working w/ her on her letters. She is now able to distinguish between sounds and what letter it is. She is also getting good at reconizing letters. Some of her favorite things to do are play in her kitchen and play outside. She loves to dress up and dance. I really miss spending days at home w/ the girls and maybe some day I will be able to do it again.<br />I will update again in probably another month:) Although I will try to do it sooner. Everyone stay cool:)Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-75347828399428968362009-04-27T15:58:00.007-05:002009-04-27T17:40:42.189-05:00Big girlsOf course these pictures are out of order...but here you go.<br /><br />Chloe is eating cereal and jar food now. She LOVES it...if you could see her thighs you'd know I wasn't kidding either. She has been a great eater so far...nothing she doesn't like. We are still on vegetables for now, we are going to start trying fruits in a couple of days. No allergic reactions so far. I am a little more concerned w/ Chloe having an allergic reaction since siblings are more like to have food allergies if older children have them. We are going to be more careful about giving her high allergy foods (wheat/peanut/eggs/tree nuts) in hopes her system won't develop any type of reactions to those food.<br /> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYfz7dx7cI/AAAAAAAACr0/IjVB2MmDe8k/s1600-h/100_5318.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329482186035948994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYfz7dx7cI/AAAAAAAACr0/IjVB2MmDe8k/s320/100_5318.jpg" border="0" /></a>Chloe's 1st taste of cereal. It was love at 1st sight<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />1st taste of solids...yum peas<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYhBmvI4rI/AAAAAAAACs8/EMuCXAUzvi8/s1600-h/100_5400.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329483520501408434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYhBmvI4rI/AAAAAAAACs8/EMuCXAUzvi8/s320/100_5400.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Smiling girl...with food in her mouth.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYhBQTDL1I/AAAAAAAACs0/cUxkrbAjl-Q/s1600-h/100_5404.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329483514478014290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYhBQTDL1I/AAAAAAAACs0/cUxkrbAjl-Q/s320/100_5404.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Barb got us this <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">jumparoo</span> for Christmas. Chloe loves it.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYgo9XCX_I/AAAAAAAACss/fZFhVBMVm1s/s1600-h/100_5394.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329483097077604338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYgo9XCX_I/AAAAAAAACss/fZFhVBMVm1s/s320/100_5394.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Lounging on the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">boppy</span><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYgool8LzI/AAAAAAAACsk/O1yw13Uc__I/s1600-h/100_5384.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329483091502968626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYgool8LzI/AAAAAAAACsk/O1yw13Uc__I/s320/100_5384.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My little Easter bunny<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYgofZCJQI/AAAAAAAACsc/26pmdrWU3do/s1600-h/100_5369.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329483089032914178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYgofZCJQI/AAAAAAAACsc/26pmdrWU3do/s320/100_5369.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and Aunt B hunting Easter eggs<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYgoAB3ZHI/AAAAAAAACsU/2NiS2D17xA8/s1600-h/100_5363.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329483080614241394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYgoAB3ZHI/AAAAAAAACsU/2NiS2D17xA8/s320/100_5363.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Pretty dresses<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYgnwkWPpI/AAAAAAAACsM/IMYJOVBHbrI/s1600-h/100_5353.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329483076463902354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYgnwkWPpI/AAAAAAAACsM/IMYJOVBHbrI/s320/100_5353.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Hanging out on the floor<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYf0XoeicI/AAAAAAAACsE/SNxxcaM8oo4/s1600-h/100_5359.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329482193597008322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYf0XoeicI/AAAAAAAACsE/SNxxcaM8oo4/s320/100_5359.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe and Nana dying eggs for Easter<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYf0EPLV8I/AAAAAAAACr8/_HPjBBurbHU/s1600-h/100_5326.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329482188390619074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYf0EPLV8I/AAAAAAAACr8/_HPjBBurbHU/s320/100_5326.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Josh put Chloe in the bouncy...backwards. <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYfzvI-CkI/AAAAAAAACrs/Qi8Qb7OVAMU/s1600-h/100_5309.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329482182727436866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYfzvI-CkI/AAAAAAAACrs/Qi8Qb7OVAMU/s320/100_5309.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Chloe<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYfzWknrEI/AAAAAAAACrk/VvfVgiTd5L4/s1600-h/100_5301.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329482176132525122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYfzWknrEI/AAAAAAAACrk/VvfVgiTd5L4/s320/100_5301.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Indep</span> Center a couple weeks ago. Mallory got to ride the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">carousel</span>. She loved it. Next time she told me she is going to ride up the stairs...there is an upstairs part.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYeyZg_NLI/AAAAAAAACrc/Vk87anNxfUg/s1600-h/100_5295.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481060231099570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYeyZg_NLI/AAAAAAAACrc/Vk87anNxfUg/s320/100_5295.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Playing on the play stuff at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Indep</span> Ctr<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYeyfT1Z2I/AAAAAAAACrU/kT7ABUEE8ns/s1600-h/100_5293.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481061786543970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYeyfT1Z2I/AAAAAAAACrU/kT7ABUEE8ns/s320/100_5293.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe sleeping...sweet baby<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYeyED8JsI/AAAAAAAACrM/Z13zTEp4t2g/s1600-h/100_5289.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481054472120002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYeyED8JsI/AAAAAAAACrM/Z13zTEp4t2g/s320/100_5289.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My girls going for a wagon ride.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYex5EVZnI/AAAAAAAACrE/dqKhTKDGifs/s1600-h/100_5285.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481051520984690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYex5EVZnI/AAAAAAAACrE/dqKhTKDGifs/s320/100_5285.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Silly face Mal. I think I caught her in the middle of saying something.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYewkBdeoI/AAAAAAAACq8/JDHK_svJdBY/s1600-h/100_5282.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329481028691917442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYewkBdeoI/AAAAAAAACq8/JDHK_svJdBY/s320/100_5282.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Chloe<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYdVjnHeuI/AAAAAAAACqw/Qeh7QEjZKBc/s1600-h/100_5280.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329479465213328098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYdVjnHeuI/AAAAAAAACqw/Qeh7QEjZKBc/s320/100_5280.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe in her sweatpants.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYdVHi8j7I/AAAAAAAACqk/L-TXg2jlQIs/s1600-h/100_5275.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329479457679642546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYdVHi8j7I/AAAAAAAACqk/L-TXg2jlQIs/s320/100_5275.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />One day in early March I had to take a day off b/c Mallory was sick and wasn't able to stay at the sitters. We got home and she crashed on the couch. She slept quite a bit that day. Chloe stayed at the sitters so I could take care of Mallory. I forgot how easy it is to take care of just one child. Mal and I had a good time hanging out.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYdUyXddqI/AAAAAAAACqY/Ae4UgZocdug/s1600-h/100_5272.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329479451994322594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYdUyXddqI/AAAAAAAACqY/Ae4UgZocdug/s320/100_5272.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Chillin</span>' w/ our shades on.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYdUt1Zc0I/AAAAAAAACqM/vtGKzO3xxn4/s1600-h/100_5269.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329479450777711426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYdUt1Zc0I/AAAAAAAACqM/vtGKzO3xxn4/s320/100_5269.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe smiling big.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYdT7tXfOI/AAAAAAAACqA/hABNbqxegS4/s1600-h/100_5261.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329479437322255586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SfYdT7tXfOI/AAAAAAAACqA/hABNbqxegS4/s320/100_5261.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Work continues to go well. I have my 90 day review in a couple of weeks. It's hard to believe I've been back to work for 3 months already. I miss the girls very much on a daily basis, but it is nice to go to work and feel productive and actually bring home some income. <br />Chloe continues to grow and grow. She had her 6 mo checkup on April 9<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">th</span>. <br />Height: 21inches = 1% - yea, finally on the scale<br />Weight: 14lbs 3oz = 11%<br />Head: 33%, I don't remember the exact measurement<br />We finally have Chloe broke from sleeping in the swing full-time. She is now sleeping in the crib all the time. She is rolling front to back very well. She is almost rolling back to front...but not quite. She loves to laugh and talk (very loudly). Her and Mallory have conversations of their own. She is a growing and very happy girl.<br />Mallory is still doing great at the sitters house. She can now spell her name and knows all her primary colors. She can count to 30 and is learning her address. Our sitter is fantastic and does such a great job w/ both girls. Mallory still watches Sleeping Beauty, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Cinderella</span> or Snow White on a daily basis...usually w/ her princess dress on. She is really growing into a beautiful little girl...and extremely sassy/bossy. She loves barbies and is starting to do a lot of rolling playing with them. She loves being outside, especially after the rain.<br />Josh started a new job. He is now doing an electrician <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">apprenticeship</span>. He seems to be very happy with it and is anxious to get into the field instead of doing stuff around the shop. This job has been a prayer answered and will be a very beneficial trade to know in many ways.<br />Hopefully my next blog update will be in less then a month...but you know how it goes.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-77864492915810366792009-03-16T17:27:00.011-05:002009-03-18T21:10:59.501-05:00A month of somethingsWow, I didn't realize it had been over a month since I have posted last. My <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">apologies</span>. Not much new is going on in our lives. I think we have all adjusted to mommy working and getting up early and going to bed early...I must say it is getting harder to go to bed around 8:30<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ish</span> with the sun still kind of shinning. Well I'll stop blabbing and get to the pictures...which (by the way) are out of order.<br />It was a beautiful day this past Monday so we all decided to head out and play in the yard. Even Nacho came.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/ScGhci9ahSI/AAAAAAAACp4/lhMXwv_xQg8/s1600-h/100_5254.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314706547066701090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/ScGhci9ahSI/AAAAAAAACp4/lhMXwv_xQg8/s320/100_5254.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Self <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">portrait</span> of me and Chloe<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/ScGhcVvQluI/AAAAAAAACpw/eN2K2syNnW4/s1600-h/100_5248.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314706543517669090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/ScGhcVvQluI/AAAAAAAACpw/eN2K2syNnW4/s320/100_5248.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory having fun.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/ScGhb40fXoI/AAAAAAAACpo/rEGlU9CcEww/s1600-h/100_5245.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314706535754980994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/ScGhb40fXoI/AAAAAAAACpo/rEGlU9CcEww/s320/100_5245.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and daddy swinging<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ew5wxnKI/AAAAAAAACpg/Hr36b8gUvt8/s1600-h/100_5252.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313929542064250018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ew5wxnKI/AAAAAAAACpg/Hr36b8gUvt8/s320/100_5252.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This past weekend the girls and I went to Illinois to visit. We stopped by to visit my Great Aunt Audry before we left on Sunday. Mallory had a blast playing her organ...gotta love those swinging beats.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ewm8peDI/AAAAAAAACpY/UKA05xahWow/s1600-h/100_5242.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313929537013774386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ewm8peDI/AAAAAAAACpY/UKA05xahWow/s320/100_5242.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A. Audry and Chloe<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ewNflg4I/AAAAAAAACpQ/D87WKjoIwb0/s1600-h/100_5238.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313929530180993922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ewNflg4I/AAAAAAAACpQ/D87WKjoIwb0/s320/100_5238.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory got her 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">nd</span> ever hair cut by Aunt Sandy. Her curls are so pretty I hate to get her hair cut. She sat very still for Aunt Sandy and did a great job. We just got a trim. When she is older she can decide for herself if she wants to cut her hair. I love the look on her face in this picture.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ev_Un6uI/AAAAAAAACpI/E3TU_kccl0k/s1600-h/100_5237.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313929526376917730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ev_Un6uI/AAAAAAAACpI/E3TU_kccl0k/s320/100_5237.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7evVyC1hI/AAAAAAAACpA/Gk7JbcmkizQ/s1600-h/100_5235.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313929515226027538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7evVyC1hI/AAAAAAAACpA/Gk7JbcmkizQ/s320/100_5235.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Oma</span> and Mal giving Chloe a bath.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7d5T1OxMI/AAAAAAAACo4/tEBUv17IY-0/s1600-h/100_5230.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313928586989585602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7d5T1OxMI/AAAAAAAACo4/tEBUv17IY-0/s320/100_5230.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Nothing like bathing in the sunshine<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7d5ZmFp0I/AAAAAAAACow/P7FjrQJUXtU/s1600-h/100_5229.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313928588536686402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7d5ZmFp0I/AAAAAAAACow/P7FjrQJUXtU/s320/100_5229.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Oma</span> were playing catch w/ Lucy, the dog.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7d5BI61UI/AAAAAAAACoo/hGz0lkk6j9Q/s1600-h/100_5222.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313928581971891522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7d5BI61UI/AAAAAAAACoo/hGz0lkk6j9Q/s320/100_5222.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Before we left on Friday Chloe fell asleep in Josh's arms...what a sweet babe.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7d4u0nIlI/AAAAAAAACog/MBfJrTRSSaE/s1600-h/100_5216.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313928577054876242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7d4u0nIlI/AAAAAAAACog/MBfJrTRSSaE/s320/100_5216.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory also fell asleep in her 'big dress' watching...Sleeping Beauty.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7d4QmMI6I/AAAAAAAACoY/gOKC1Lp_Zbs/s1600-h/100_5213.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313928568941323170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7d4QmMI6I/AAAAAAAACoY/gOKC1Lp_Zbs/s320/100_5213.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Last Saturday (3/7) we met the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Keowns</span> at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Chucky</span> Cheese. Mallory had a great time and was pretty worn out by the time we left...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ceqpWYrI/AAAAAAAACoQ/WFEm-IMIKlk/s1600-h/100_5209.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313927029745672882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ceqpWYrI/AAAAAAAACoQ/WFEm-IMIKlk/s320/100_5209.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />riding in the car...all she wanted to do was ride things. Josh and I kept trying to get her to play games to win tickets...but she just wanted to ride...especially the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">carousel</span>.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ceJmHxXI/AAAAAAAACoI/SnaDsqKDOVs/s1600-h/100_5201.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313927020873762162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ceJmHxXI/AAAAAAAACoI/SnaDsqKDOVs/s320/100_5201.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It was Avery's cousin Lacy's birthday so we celebrated w/ a cake delivered by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Chucky</span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ceFavsJI/AAAAAAAACoA/0Yt-0MeCZoM/s1600-h/100_5199.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313927019752304786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7ceFavsJI/AAAAAAAACoA/0Yt-0MeCZoM/s320/100_5199.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal giving <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Chucky</span> a hug<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7cdrBGF2I/AAAAAAAACn4/B5GbqfVFK-0/s1600-h/100_5196.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313927012665399138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7cdrBGF2I/AAAAAAAACn4/B5GbqfVFK-0/s320/100_5196.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Just taking a break.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7cdHXcb0I/AAAAAAAACnw/VrP9yWrwrts/s1600-h/100_5189.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313927003095461698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7cdHXcb0I/AAAAAAAACnw/VrP9yWrwrts/s320/100_5189.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Chloe<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7bojYfG4I/AAAAAAAACno/c4-IrTMyPtc/s1600-h/100_5174.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313926100082957186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7bojYfG4I/AAAAAAAACno/c4-IrTMyPtc/s320/100_5174.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My sweet babies. Mal loves to hold Chloe and Chloe doesn't mind at all.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7boZiodeI/AAAAAAAACng/rpRCbZHLJPk/s1600-h/100_5172.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313926097441158626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7boZiodeI/AAAAAAAACng/rpRCbZHLJPk/s320/100_5172.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This pic looks funny (my camera was acting up) but it was a really good shot.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7bnpMHgkI/AAAAAAAACnY/0dQFESdCzXg/s1600-h/100_5168.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313926084461822530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7bnpMHgkI/AAAAAAAACnY/0dQFESdCzXg/s320/100_5168.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal burping her baby doll<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7bnfqoQCI/AAAAAAAACnQ/TA8U4XSBGkM/s1600-h/100_5163.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313926081905442850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7bnfqoQCI/AAAAAAAACnQ/TA8U4XSBGkM/s320/100_5163.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Big girl Chloe getting some tummy time.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7bm1aFK8I/AAAAAAAACnI/AN8nVrmPC4c/s1600-h/100_5156.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313926070561745858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7bm1aFK8I/AAAAAAAACnI/AN8nVrmPC4c/s320/100_5156.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe is <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">learning</span> to sit up so well. She is almost able to do it by herself...her cute little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">chubby</span> stomach gets in her way sometimes.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7amZIYyfI/AAAAAAAACnA/UwJb7fKYRvI/s1600-h/100_5150.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313924963459713522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7amZIYyfI/AAAAAAAACnA/UwJb7fKYRvI/s320/100_5150.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Huh????<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7amP7vcSI/AAAAAAAACm4/NZV1tHEojac/s1600-h/100_5146.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313924960990753058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7amP7vcSI/AAAAAAAACm4/NZV1tHEojac/s320/100_5146.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The last weekend of Feb we had breakfast w/ Amy and Eric while Sarah and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Stephanie</span> were in town. We had a great time and the kids had fun playing.<br />All the cousins.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7alt_G8kI/AAAAAAAACmw/HeF1pYsgANU/s1600-h/100_5139.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313924951878070850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7alt_G8kI/AAAAAAAACmw/HeF1pYsgANU/s320/100_5139.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />February 28 we had a huge snow (6 inches). So of course we all dressed up (excluding Chloe...she was alseep and warm inside...don't worry I took the monitor out w/ me) and decided to play in the snow. We had a great time. After we all came in for some hot chocolate. Mallory gulped hers down and it left a nice stash behind.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7alRCEKaI/AAAAAAAACmo/iZgw6V6TSXM/s1600-h/100_5130.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313924944105843106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7alRCEKaI/AAAAAAAACmo/iZgw6V6TSXM/s320/100_5130.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal helping daddy shovel<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7alGpVLkI/AAAAAAAACmg/AsiJLVUCbqY/s1600-h/100_5129.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313924941317746242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7alGpVLkI/AAAAAAAACmg/AsiJLVUCbqY/s320/100_5129.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Making a snow angel<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7U25BUa6I/AAAAAAAACmY/cOUVmzt7t9s/s1600-h/100_5122.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313918649828141986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7U25BUa6I/AAAAAAAACmY/cOUVmzt7t9s/s320/100_5122.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Pretty snow<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7U2dOOlRI/AAAAAAAACmQ/17tKxWaf4Kc/s1600-h/100_5119.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313918642366092562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7U2dOOlRI/AAAAAAAACmQ/17tKxWaf4Kc/s320/100_5119.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Getting ready to go outside.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7U2AwLAlI/AAAAAAAACmI/wdqySkRtx7w/s1600-h/100_5118.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313918634723836498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7U2AwLAlI/AAAAAAAACmI/wdqySkRtx7w/s320/100_5118.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />More Mal and Chloe pictures<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7U1j7_oZI/AAAAAAAACmA/2IkqgyLvOSE/s1600-h/100_5115.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313918626988794258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7U1j7_oZI/AAAAAAAACmA/2IkqgyLvOSE/s320/100_5115.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The girls in 'mommy and daddys' bed w/ Nacho before bedtime.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7U1fIiY9I/AAAAAAAACl4/vYApGXBfFoE/s1600-h/100_5112.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313918625699226578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7U1fIiY9I/AAAAAAAACl4/vYApGXBfFoE/s320/100_5112.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Nakey baby<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7T_heo7UI/AAAAAAAAClw/TW1-wZb2Kfs/s1600-h/100_5103.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313917698615864642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7T_heo7UI/AAAAAAAAClw/TW1-wZb2Kfs/s320/100_5103.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe and Ashten at our yearly Valentine's Day Party for playgroup<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7T_PwF8EI/AAAAAAAAClo/9bXajE_YtNQ/s1600-h/100_5092.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313917693857230914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7T_PwF8EI/AAAAAAAAClo/9bXajE_YtNQ/s320/100_5092.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />All the kids...except Zach, Luke, Oliver and Milo<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7T-rpt8XI/AAAAAAAAClg/7HeksbIQeww/s1600-h/100_5085.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313917684166816114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7T-rpt8XI/AAAAAAAAClg/7HeksbIQeww/s320/100_5085.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7T-FlzKoI/AAAAAAAAClY/E9nDpgZJd2g/s1600-h/100_5080.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My Aunt Carol sent Mallory a care package of dressup clothes that her granddaughter is too big for. Mallory was so excited and tried on everything as soon as she pulled it out of the box. Thanks Aunt Carol. Mallory loves dressing up like a princess.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7T9Y4eb9I/AAAAAAAAClQ/mvcB3dan-aA/s1600-h/100_5076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313917661948571602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7T9Y4eb9I/AAAAAAAAClQ/mvcB3dan-aA/s320/100_5076.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal rocking her dolly<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7TIZOP5uI/AAAAAAAAClI/rWyySkv0fZc/s1600-h/100_5072.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313916751506826978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7TIZOP5uI/AAAAAAAAClI/rWyySkv0fZc/s320/100_5072.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe getting her 1st bottle of formula. It was a sad thing for me b/c she had just been strickly breastfeed but it was getting hard for me to keep up w/ her at work. We decided to try the formula at home to see how she would do. She did fantastic w/ it. She is still mostly breastfeed and I still pump at work so I have come to terms w/ it. I will continue to nurse her as long as I can. I only pump once a day at work but she is starting to spread her feedings out to every 5-6 hrs...we haven't even started her on cereal yet which will probably spread them out even more. My, my she is growing fast. I weighted her today and she is 14 lbs 8 oz. She gained over a pound since last week. I still can't believe she will be 6 months on the 6th. <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7TH0HekqI/AAAAAAAAClA/7kW9J1x5UXA/s1600-h/100_5067.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313916741546316450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7TH0HekqI/AAAAAAAAClA/7kW9J1x5UXA/s320/100_5067.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory playing house under the table. This picture is hilarious because it looks like she is posing like model.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7THuSDq2I/AAAAAAAACk4/Xe7rPQRh9zs/s1600-h/100_5066.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313916739980077922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7THuSDq2I/AAAAAAAACk4/Xe7rPQRh9zs/s320/100_5066.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I still swaddle Chloe at night or when she is really, really tired but during the day we usually let her be 'free' and she loves to have blanket over her face when she is really tired. Even if you just set it on her lap she will grab it and put it up to her face. Too cute.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7THYlCLOI/AAAAAAAACkw/bL0q6dNnLRU/s1600-h/100_5062.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313916734154091746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/Sb7THYlCLOI/AAAAAAAACkw/bL0q6dNnLRU/s320/100_5062.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So this has been our month of somethings. Chloe has her 6 month checkup next month. Mallory is going to her dr on Monday so we can see an allergist and get her retested for her food allergies. We think she isn't allergic to wheat anymore...we have given her quite a few wheat products and no hives...but we want to get her tested to make sure. I will keep you updated on what we find out. Work is going great. I love getting off at 2 especially now that it's getting nice. It's been rough getting up at 4am though...but it's worth it because I don't even feel like I am working full time since I get off so early. I will try to post sooner then I did last time.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-4727855069687138502009-01-27T10:04:00.014-06:002009-02-09T17:06:00.117-06:00Our last week and the 1st weekWell I started my ful ltime job last week. It was a very, very tough week for me. I dropped the girls off every morning last week because I didn't have to go in until later in the morning. I did ok the 1st day...I almost cried but I held it back. I didn't want Mallory seeing me cry and being scared. The rest of the week I did pretty good unless we were checking in any young children...then it made me think about the girls and almost start tearing up. The girls love the sitter. Mallory has a blast and is always bringing home art projects. Its so cute. This week Josh is dropping the girls off because I started going in at 5:30. I'll tell you what, it feels awesome getting off at 2. The day flew by and I was out of work while the sun was still up. It really wasn't that hard getting up and going in the morning either...as long as I'm in bed by 9 the night before:) It helps that I don't have to worry about getting the girls up and in the car either.<br /><br />Here are some random pictures from the previous weeks.<br />Miss Chloe holding her head up like a big girl. The sitter has really been working w/ Chloe on tummy time and it has totally helped her a lot. I feel bad b/c most of the time I would feed her then just put her in the bouncy seat or on her back b/c I was trying to get stuff done. Now she is getting all the attention she needs. She is totally wore out by the time I pick up the girls.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCqYnMg48I/AAAAAAAACjo/yujL9Hi3mGc/s1600-h/100_5059.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300924101230126018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCqYnMg48I/AAAAAAAACjo/yujL9Hi3mGc/s320/100_5059.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe sporting her mohawk. She has cradle cap and I finally got my shampoo made (tea tree oil in baby shampoo) and we have to wash her hair every day for a week. Its been working pretty good so far. I like to comb her hair into a mohawk.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCqYezYAJI/AAAAAAAACjg/wOls-1fbKj4/s1600-h/100_5055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300924098977202322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCqYezYAJI/AAAAAAAACjg/wOls-1fbKj4/s320/100_5055.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe and Mal getting some tummy time<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCp6j_nfSI/AAAAAAAACjQ/zaRSXkVt7Gc/s1600-h/100_5053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300923584974650658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCp6j_nfSI/AAAAAAAACjQ/zaRSXkVt7Gc/s320/100_5053.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />playing peak-a-boo<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCp66Ce8QI/AAAAAAAACjY/qzxUkSH1FaM/s1600-h/100_5054.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300923590892253442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCp66Ce8QI/AAAAAAAACjY/qzxUkSH1FaM/s320/100_5054.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory decided it was time for her to pump some milk for her baby.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCp6Zlqs2I/AAAAAAAACjI/itmWsYDBAQM/s1600-h/100_5046.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300923582181454690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCp6Zlqs2I/AAAAAAAACjI/itmWsYDBAQM/s320/100_5046.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Chloe playing<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCp6Jc6L6I/AAAAAAAACjA/W0ZyqdT_xWY/s1600-h/100_5044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300923577849753506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCp6Jc6L6I/AAAAAAAACjA/W0ZyqdT_xWY/s320/100_5044.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I spy a ballerina<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCp5-g7cQI/AAAAAAAACi4/pu9dayN8uDc/s1600-h/100_5040.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300923574913822978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCp5-g7cQI/AAAAAAAACi4/pu9dayN8uDc/s320/100_5040.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Big girl Chloe<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SX8xg4CtfQI/AAAAAAAACiw/AS7M5YvRcLU/s1600-h/100_5014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296006127680322818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SX8xg4CtfQI/AAAAAAAACiw/AS7M5YvRcLU/s320/100_5014.jpg" border="0" /></a>. Funny story, this is an outfit that my sister got for Chloe for Christmas.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It's a turtleneck...which you can't tell because of her cute double chin. And EVERY time she wears this outfit she has a blowout. I'm talking up the back into the hair blowout every time. I was talking to my mom one time when it happened and she said that's just payback from Laura because she used to have huge blowouts. So thanks Aunt Lala. I'll be sure to pass this outfit onto you when you have kids.<br />She is getting so long...but still looks so short.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SX8xLHBiYCI/AAAAAAAACio/0spgA2wf9pI/s1600-h/100_5012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296005753744810018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SX8xLHBiYCI/AAAAAAAACio/0spgA2wf9pI/s320/100_5012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Princess Mallory rocking her baby<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SX8xKocccdI/AAAAAAAACig/2jZj0z0eVdI/s1600-h/100_5009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296005745536168402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SX8xKocccdI/AAAAAAAACig/2jZj0z0eVdI/s320/100_5009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />When Chloe gets really tired and you stick the binky in she will hold her hands and put them by her mouth<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SX8xKbqlPAI/AAAAAAAACiY/mtsFyl9fIlw/s1600-h/100_5006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296005742105803778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SX8xKbqlPAI/AAAAAAAACiY/mtsFyl9fIlw/s320/100_5006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe sleeping w/ her glowhorse...its like a glowworm but it s a seahorse. Some of the pics are blurry because someone (Mallory) got ahold of the camera.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SX8xJriuGMI/AAAAAAAACiI/RL4F6zPWDdc/s1600-h/100_5003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296005729187928258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SX8xJriuGMI/AAAAAAAACiI/RL4F6zPWDdc/s320/100_5003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Daddy and Mal reading books before bed. Since I have gone back to work Mallory has been getting to bed no later then 8. It is very nice because that gives Josh and I some quite time before we fall asleep.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCrRnaP8KI/AAAAAAAACkQ/uY5DLDrbN-k/s1600-h/100_5030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300925080540278946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCrRnaP8KI/AAAAAAAACkQ/uY5DLDrbN-k/s320/100_5030.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Big girl Chloe in the exersaucer. Nana got Chloe a jumparoo for Christmas and we finally got it put together. She doesn't last too long yet because she is still a little too unstable for it. I'm just amazed that her little legs reach the ground.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCrRBh9vcI/AAAAAAAACkI/weYLcjkQmNk/s1600-h/100_5025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300925070372093378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCrRBh9vcI/AAAAAAAACkI/weYLcjkQmNk/s320/100_5025.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Silly Mallory<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCrRG97NmI/AAAAAAAACkA/hp8b_4ZQWd8/s1600-h/100_5022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300925071831545442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCrRG97NmI/AAAAAAAACkA/hp8b_4ZQWd8/s320/100_5022.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory thought that she should have a turn in the exersaucer...well she ended up getting stuck. When I tried to lift her out her legs got stuck and she ended up w/ two half circle bruses on her thighs from the seat. Sometimes I see her walking up to it and then pausing (the wheels are turning) and then walking away because she doesn't want to get stuck again.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZC0D8uAIFI/AAAAAAAACkY/xo3qj4IfRAw/s1600-h/100_5015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300934741346754642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZC0D8uAIFI/AAAAAAAACkY/xo3qj4IfRAw/s320/100_5015.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Miss Chloe getting a bath...too cute<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCrQjvsy-I/AAAAAAAACjw/d1oxuZ7LTxQ/s1600-h/100_5018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300925062376639458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SZCrQjvsy-I/AAAAAAAACjw/d1oxuZ7LTxQ/s320/100_5018.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So far going to work has been pretty good...I really think I am going to enjoy the early shift and being able to get off by 2 is just wonderful. I don't feel so guilty for being at work b/c I am still able to spend a majority of the day w/ the girls.<br />Well I will keep you updated...I'm not sure how often but I will try.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-64863658577511876462009-01-20T14:27:00.004-06:002009-01-20T21:58:10.242-06:00New Year, New ChangesA lot has happened in the last few weeks at the Sutton household. Good changes for 2009. The biggest one...no I'm not pregnant (what's wrong w/ you people...do you think I'm insane) I got a full time job at Liberty Hospital. I will be doing patient registration. I start in February and we are all so excited. I'm so sad that I won't be able to stay home w/ the girls full time anymore. The best part about this job is its from 5:30am - 2pm so I will be off work early and be able to spend a majority of the day w/ the girls. That is really the only reason why I am so excited. If it was an 8-5 job I'd be really sad because I would be able to spend as much time w/ them. I've been applying at the hospital for various positions since Mallory was Chloe's age (3 mo). This is truly a prayer answered for us. It's been quite a struggle for us financially for the past year+. Even though we have to pay for daycare the extra income makes up for it.<br />We haven't found a daycare provider yet. I've been looking like crazy the past week or so. It's hard to find someone willing to take two girls at 5am. It's going to be a major adjustment for all of us. I'm sure once it gets closer to starting the job it's going to be really hard for me...knowing I'm going to miss so many moments and milestones from both of the girls. Just keep me in your prayers that the transition for all of us goes as smooth as it can. I'm sure I'll shed quite a few tears.<br />That's our big news...now on to the pictures.<br />Ms. Mallory making silly faces<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1q6mXs9I/AAAAAAAACgo/qH2yplwH68Y/s1600-h/100_4948.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293477423421567954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1q6mXs9I/AAAAAAAACgo/qH2yplwH68Y/s320/100_4948.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My porker Chloe<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1qss6BhI/AAAAAAAACgg/BrxJSAbiyLw/s1600-h/100_4964.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293477419690886674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1qss6BhI/AAAAAAAACgg/BrxJSAbiyLw/s320/100_4964.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe getting some tummy time. She rolled over all by herself yesterday...I didn't even get to see it because I walked into the other room.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1qMx8t2I/AAAAAAAACgY/myT0mm-f50w/s1600-h/100_4958.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293477411122100066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1qMx8t2I/AAAAAAAACgY/myT0mm-f50w/s320/100_4958.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My cousin Holly and Chris stopped by to meet Chloe. Chloe looks pissed, she was just hungry. The girl doesn't like to miss a meal.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1p6Zcu7I/AAAAAAAACgQ/ZWqu2lxN59I/s1600-h/100_4952.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293477406187502514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1p6Zcu7I/AAAAAAAACgQ/ZWqu2lxN59I/s320/100_4952.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory got an awesome rocking chair from Papa John for Christmas. Cute pic of Mal and Chloe<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1GlhLi_I/AAAAAAAACgI/GZ3hj-jF_zk/s1600-h/100_4946.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293476799287364594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1GlhLi_I/AAAAAAAACgI/GZ3hj-jF_zk/s320/100_4946.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My mom and dad came in town this past weekend. Mom stayed w/ us so she could get as much grandchild time as possible. Mallory fell asleep on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Oma</span>.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1GfB8AOI/AAAAAAAACgA/1Fvz8-dugQs/s1600-h/100_4945.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293476797545709794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1GfB8AOI/AAAAAAAACgA/1Fvz8-dugQs/s320/100_4945.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ashten</span> and Chloe at playgroup<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1GF2aAII/AAAAAAAACf4/6gLg5e73-A8/s1600-h/100_4942.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293476790786457730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1GF2aAII/AAAAAAAACf4/6gLg5e73-A8/s320/100_4942.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and Chloe in matching outfits we got from Aunt Betty and Tina for Christmas. Thanks girls...they are so cute.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1F-hCqeI/AAAAAAAACfw/gUxfYPqWJzU/s1600-h/100_4941.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293476788817799650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1F-hCqeI/AAAAAAAACfw/gUxfYPqWJzU/s320/100_4941.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My little angel and her <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">cherub</span> babe<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1FRrhvAI/AAAAAAAACfo/khXph-kA6xI/s1600-h/100_4934.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293476776782183426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY1FRrhvAI/AAAAAAAACfo/khXph-kA6xI/s320/100_4934.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and Nacho hanging out. She kept telling me he was squishing her.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY0dRu6muI/AAAAAAAACfg/B0MHM5N-T_k/s1600-h/100_4916.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293476089601628898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY0dRu6muI/AAAAAAAACfg/B0MHM5N-T_k/s320/100_4916.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My smiling baby<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY0dMRn8rI/AAAAAAAACfY/54RWhebZ9ZA/s1600-h/100_4920.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293476088136594098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY0dMRn8rI/AAAAAAAACfY/54RWhebZ9ZA/s320/100_4920.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Pictures from the Sutton Christmas. I didn't get a lot because Chloe was super fussy so I was busy holding a baby. Mallory getting a present from cousin <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Makayla</span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY0c-sUGQI/AAAAAAAACfQ/CCvmnkN6nqE/s1600-h/100_4924.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293476084490443010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY0c-sUGQI/AAAAAAAACfQ/CCvmnkN6nqE/s320/100_4924.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Tina and Chloe<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY0chAOqkI/AAAAAAAACfI/5qd-XV7H6Bc/s1600-h/100_4923.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293476076520909378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY0chAOqkI/AAAAAAAACfI/5qd-XV7H6Bc/s320/100_4923.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Makayla</span>. They are about 4 months apart. So cute.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY0cfATyoI/AAAAAAAACfA/vt_uvcPoMB0/s1600-h/100_4927.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293476075984374402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SXY0cfATyoI/AAAAAAAACfA/vt_uvcPoMB0/s320/100_4927.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So that is our life in a nutshell right now. I'm sure the posts will slow down much more once I go back to work. I will probably be even worse about taking pictures...oh well, that's just the way it goes sometimes. I'll try and post soon.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-53028602961861424532009-01-01T18:35:00.008-06:002009-01-01T20:09:27.853-06:00Merry Christmas and Happy New YearThese are (of course) out of order...most recent 1st...I don't have the time or patience to switch them around. <br />Lately if we don't get Mallory down for a nap by 12:30, no later then 1...then the nap doesn't happen. We did get her down by 12:30 today however she coughed so much she threw up 3 times so needless to say she didn't get a nap. Tonight I was in the other room for a couple of minutes and came back to find her like this...<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1vFfuk_QI/AAAAAAAACe4/3HlvZMIFcN0/s1600-h/100_4913.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286503677809720578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1vFfuk_QI/AAAAAAAACe4/3HlvZMIFcN0/s320/100_4913.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Maybe she has been watching Snow White a little too much:)<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1vEx_dilI/AAAAAAAACew/nEfdFNFzx7Q/s1600-h/100_4911.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286503665532504658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1vEx_dilI/AAAAAAAACew/nEfdFNFzx7Q/s320/100_4911.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Barb got us this awesome tummy-time mat for Chloe for Christmas. She really does like it. Look how tiny she is. She'll stay on there for about 10 minutes then she lets us know she is done.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1vEhwApFI/AAAAAAAACeo/F7emapZHri4/s1600-h/100_4910.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286503661172728914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1vEhwApFI/AAAAAAAACeo/F7emapZHri4/s320/100_4910.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cute picture of Chloe. Her eyebrows look a little greasy because she has some dry skin there. The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">dr</span>. told us to put <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Vaseline</span> on the dry parts. So she doesn't have an overly active T-zone:)<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1vEPF5MYI/AAAAAAAACeg/iHQo7jcbN10/s1600-h/100_4909.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286503656164241794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1vEPF5MYI/AAAAAAAACeg/iHQo7jcbN10/s320/100_4909.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe is starting to stay awake between feedings more. She is also smiling...I haven't been able to capture it on camera yet but I will one of these days. She loves to smile and coo while she is laying on her changing pad. I was singing campfire songs to her tonight and she was just cooing along w/ the tune...she should know them, she heard them every night for 9 mo in my belly.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1ubIqEjPI/AAAAAAAACeY/CnJE6uqgmdk/s1600-h/100_4906.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286502950062296306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1ubIqEjPI/AAAAAAAACeY/CnJE6uqgmdk/s320/100_4906.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory got a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">dr</span> kit for Christmas...she's making sure Chloe's breath sounds are good.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1uarownNI/AAAAAAAACeQ/-HaZXOzbess/s1600-h/100_4902.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286502942272167122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1uarownNI/AAAAAAAACeQ/-HaZXOzbess/s320/100_4902.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Last year for Xmas we got the game of LIFE...this year we decided to open it. We had a blast playing<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1uaS92MvI/AAAAAAAACeI/lNXdQILfICY/s1600-h/100_4897.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286502935649727218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1uaS92MvI/AAAAAAAACeI/lNXdQILfICY/s320/100_4897.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1uaLMgHiI/AAAAAAAACeA/uTpW3yVG4X4/s1600-h/100_4896.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286502933563711010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1uaLMgHiI/AAAAAAAACeA/uTpW3yVG4X4/s320/100_4896.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It's become a Christmas tradition to have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">mimosas</span> on Christmas morning...this year Mallory wanted to partake:) Just kidding she is only having orange juice. She thought she was pretty hot stuff drinking out of a special glass like all the big kids.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1uZ4TwejI/AAAAAAAACd4/mGhfRScNgrE/s1600-h/100_4895.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286502928493869618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1uZ4TwejI/AAAAAAAACd4/mGhfRScNgrE/s320/100_4895.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Chloe having some tummy time<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1tbHwrEZI/AAAAAAAACdw/L9a79kBj0ZE/s1600-h/100_4890.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501850309923218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1tbHwrEZI/AAAAAAAACdw/L9a79kBj0ZE/s320/100_4890.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Uncle Paul letting Mallory paint his thumbs. She didn't do too bad...lets just say his whole thumb turned a different color.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1ta6EhsdI/AAAAAAAACdo/vfS9wTPZozc/s1600-h/100_4889.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501846635098578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1ta6EhsdI/AAAAAAAACdo/vfS9wTPZozc/s320/100_4889.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Uncle Paul was her playmate for the day. He helped her get all of her new toys out...Thanks Uncle Paul.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1tadnpzQI/AAAAAAAACdg/zjSHl6CVNg8/s1600-h/100_4888.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501838997802242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1tadnpzQI/AAAAAAAACdg/zjSHl6CVNg8/s320/100_4888.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cute outfit Elf Aunt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Lala</span> sent for Chloe<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1tZ7b1oGI/AAAAAAAACdY/IqjNWg-Fszo/s1600-h/100_4884.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501829821440098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1tZ7b1oGI/AAAAAAAACdY/IqjNWg-Fszo/s320/100_4884.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal playing w/ one of the toys we got for Chloe<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1tZXFAq8I/AAAAAAAACdQ/j43zEbFV_t4/s1600-h/100_4883.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501820062018498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1tZXFAq8I/AAAAAAAACdQ/j43zEbFV_t4/s320/100_4883.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cool tights<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1sr0ZJD5I/AAAAAAAACdI/mfx1DTKXE-U/s1600-h/100_4879.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501037657100178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1sr0ZJD5I/AAAAAAAACdI/mfx1DTKXE-U/s320/100_4879.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cute outfit from Elf Aunt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Lala</span>...she has good taste.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1sre1-vjI/AAAAAAAACdA/wo-of1Qlitg/s1600-h/100_4878.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501031872478770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1sre1-vjI/AAAAAAAACdA/wo-of1Qlitg/s320/100_4878.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ripping into her 1st present.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1sq7LW6OI/AAAAAAAACc4/hg6emOdSfO0/s1600-h/100_4870.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501022298466530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1sq7LW6OI/AAAAAAAACc4/hg6emOdSfO0/s320/100_4870.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Daddy getting ready to record the action<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1sqeQ5ynI/AAAAAAAACcw/8gzgwXywqmU/s1600-h/100_4868.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501014537095794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1sqeQ5ynI/AAAAAAAACcw/8gzgwXywqmU/s320/100_4868.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Traditional family photo 1st thing in the morning.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1sqGjxvsI/AAAAAAAACco/mG5pqF48flU/s1600-h/100_4864.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286501008173809346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1sqGjxvsI/AAAAAAAACco/mG5pqF48flU/s320/100_4864.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />All the presents Santa brought<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1mjW3KNfI/AAAAAAAACcg/B5aILdOBS-o/s1600-h/100_4861.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286494295221220850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1mjW3KNfI/AAAAAAAACcg/B5aILdOBS-o/s320/100_4861.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Pic of the note and empty plate and glass Mallory and Chloe left for Santa and his reindeer.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1mjM5daFI/AAAAAAAACcY/gxP18_Chv7A/s1600-h/100_4858.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286494292546512978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1mjM5daFI/AAAAAAAACcY/gxP18_Chv7A/s320/100_4858.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Christmas Eve we went to Fred's house for some good grub and great presents.<br /> Becca and Mallory<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1miiO6QtI/AAAAAAAACcQ/CQNHMlnZnaQ/s1600-h/100_4857.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286494281093759698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1miiO6QtI/AAAAAAAACcQ/CQNHMlnZnaQ/s320/100_4857.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Janie and Chloe<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1miQ5T8BI/AAAAAAAACcI/9qN2ayUtvAE/s1600-h/100_4856.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286494276439765010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1miQ5T8BI/AAAAAAAACcI/9qN2ayUtvAE/s320/100_4856.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">BFF</span> Janie and Mallory<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1miN-MmoI/AAAAAAAACcA/D7LEhR2uKFQ/s1600-h/100_4855.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286494275654949506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1miN-MmoI/AAAAAAAACcA/D7LEhR2uKFQ/s320/100_4855.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Josh and Aaron<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1kSQgyLwI/AAAAAAAACb4/CH3OkYLXJLk/s1600-h/100_4851.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286491802435727106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1kSQgyLwI/AAAAAAAACb4/CH3OkYLXJLk/s320/100_4851.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Daddy</span> and Mal singing a duet<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1kRT-M5LI/AAAAAAAACbo/adljWbiSjK0/s1600-h/100_4835.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286491786184549554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1kRT-M5LI/AAAAAAAACbo/adljWbiSjK0/s320/100_4835.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal rocking out w/ her high heels on<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1kRsWexVI/AAAAAAAACbw/b0z9S1AXCJs/s1600-h/100_4833.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286491792728835410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1kRsWexVI/AAAAAAAACbw/b0z9S1AXCJs/s320/100_4833.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A couple of Friday's ago we headed down to the Plaza Library for a free concert. Mallory had a good time and the new library is AWESOME...check it out sometime if you haven't yet. Mal and dad enjoying the show<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1kQ381oOI/AAAAAAAACbg/bJN1Z9xU3CQ/s1600-h/100_4828.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286491778662637794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1kQ381oOI/AAAAAAAACbg/bJN1Z9xU3CQ/s320/100_4828.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Before we went to the show we stopped by the Ladwig's...they are my old neighbors from when I used to live by the Plaza.<br />Mal and Chloe<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1kQrBerhI/AAAAAAAACbY/Z3qhUKO5FoI/s1600-h/100_4826.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286491775192444434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1kQrBerhI/AAAAAAAACbY/Z3qhUKO5FoI/s320/100_4826.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Jonathan (doing the bunny ears), Mallory, Andrew and Chloe<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1iNh0KrkI/AAAAAAAACbQ/rSvy22Jk48w/s1600-h/100_4825.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286489522157825602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1iNh0KrkI/AAAAAAAACbQ/rSvy22Jk48w/s320/100_4825.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1iNdFdDfI/AAAAAAAACbI/ZULSTICsbZY/s1600-h/100_4823.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1iNdFdDfI/AAAAAAAACbI/ZULSTICsbZY/s1600-h/100_4823.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Jonathan holding Chloe. It was great to see the boys. I can't believe it's been 3 years since I saw them last (not including our wedding...but I didn't get to talk to them much then). They have grown so much. It was great catching up and I hope they got everything they wanted from Santa.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1iNdFdDfI/AAAAAAAACbI/ZULSTICsbZY/s1600-h/100_4823.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286489520888155634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1iNdFdDfI/AAAAAAAACbI/ZULSTICsbZY/s320/100_4823.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Funny face Chloe<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1iM3WohHI/AAAAAAAACbA/5iWHhPL6Wqs/s1600-h/100_4819.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286489510759662706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1iM3WohHI/AAAAAAAACbA/5iWHhPL6Wqs/s320/100_4819.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Daddy and Chloe getting some quality bonding time in...for the record Josh is not always sleeping. I know I post a lot of those pictures...they are just to cute not to post. Josh is a great daddy and hubby. He has really helped out a lot w/ Chloe and keeping Mallory occupied while I'm nursing Chloe. Thanks Daddy:) We love you very much<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1iMYlx7uI/AAAAAAAACa4/Fm7unwLKAeY/s1600-h/100_4816.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286489502501695202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1iMYlx7uI/AAAAAAAACa4/Fm7unwLKAeY/s320/100_4816.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sometimes Mal likes to get in the shower w/ me and play. So after I am done and have gotten her all washed up I let her play for about 10 minutes or so. She loves her showers...but not as much as she loves bathes w/ bubbles. She'd probably stay in the shower until the hot water ran out if she could. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1iL54cGCI/AAAAAAAACaw/BW_dYiWUw84/s1600-h/100_4814.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286489494258456610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SV1iL54cGCI/AAAAAAAACaw/BW_dYiWUw84/s320/100_4814.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So that is our Christmas in a nutshell. We had a great time w/ family and missed those that weren't w/ us. Mallory is enjoying all the presents she got and also all the presents Chloe got. Nana Santa (Josh's mom) got Mallory an awesome play kitchen (which was very frustrating to put together, Josh would tell you...I got a few giggles out of it listen to him getting really angry). I will post pictures of it soon. Hope everyone had a happy and safe holiday.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-50156935851454601262008-12-18T16:47:00.006-06:002008-12-18T19:30:35.662-06:00Shots and StatsMiss Chloe is a growing girl. On Friday we had her 2 mo checkup. <br /><br />Weight: 9lbs 4oz - 7<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> percentile<br />Height: 20 1/2 - she isn't on the scale yet...she is a shorty<br />Head: 14 1/2 - 5<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> percentile<br /><br />She also got a round of shots. She did pretty good w/ the shots...she was pretty fussy that evening and the next couple of days. Thank goodness for <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Tylenol</span>.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrV_OOIx1I/AAAAAAAACaI/-Z-8xf67ezw/s1600-h/100_4812.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281268795171194706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrV_OOIx1I/AAAAAAAACaI/-Z-8xf67ezw/s320/100_4812.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />All swaddled up<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrV-xHQayI/AAAAAAAACaA/wxBge9W-uj8/s1600-h/100_4813.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281268787357707042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrV-xHQayI/AAAAAAAACaA/wxBge9W-uj8/s320/100_4813.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On Wednesday we had the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">BFSG</span> playgroup. Here are all the kids:<br />(l to r): <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Ashten</span>, Preston, Luke, Zach, Oliver, Mallory, Chloe and Ethan (just ignore me:)<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrV9qlmU4I/AAAAAAAACZw/m-VLlBlSAIc/s1600-h/100_4806.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281268768426054530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrV9qlmU4I/AAAAAAAACZw/m-VLlBlSAIc/s320/100_4806.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrV8zj-78I/AAAAAAAACZo/37tcbxu8pPE/s1600-h/100_4804.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281268753655328706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrV8zj-78I/AAAAAAAACZo/37tcbxu8pPE/s320/100_4804.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Melana</span> reading to the kids. We had a great time visiting and the kids had a great time opening up presents.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrV90kuJPI/AAAAAAAACZ4/r84Qpdx1-NQ/s1600-h/100_4811.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281268771106727154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrV90kuJPI/AAAAAAAACZ4/r84Qpdx1-NQ/s320/100_4811.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After many attempts to get a family photo for our Christmas cards we were <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">successful</span>...it just took a while.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrUWkeWuvI/AAAAAAAACZg/tz9PjUqIa5g/s1600-h/100_4791.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281266997258533618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrUWkeWuvI/AAAAAAAACZg/tz9PjUqIa5g/s320/100_4791.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrTv0LLcnI/AAAAAAAACZA/j0cHyA1wcJ8/s1600-h/100_4790.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281266331458171506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrTv0LLcnI/AAAAAAAACZA/j0cHyA1wcJ8/s320/100_4790.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrTvN5eOQI/AAAAAAAACY4/mZRPL2_HQ-c/s1600-h/100_4779.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281266321183357186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrTvN5eOQI/AAAAAAAACY4/mZRPL2_HQ-c/s320/100_4779.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrUWA0KcWI/AAAAAAAACZY/z7R9kUDgbK4/s1600-h/100_4788.jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrUVY3J4mI/AAAAAAAACZI/u0HKyWTD6FE/s1600-h/xmas_12.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Tada</span>!!!<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrUVY3J4mI/AAAAAAAACZI/u0HKyWTD6FE/s1600-h/xmas_12.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281266976961454690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrUVY3J4mI/AAAAAAAACZI/u0HKyWTD6FE/s320/xmas_12.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cute pictures of Mallory<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrUVtcDWpI/AAAAAAAACZQ/phsXvTILYHM/s1600-h/100_4787.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281266982484925074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrUVtcDWpI/AAAAAAAACZQ/phsXvTILYHM/s320/100_4787.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Miss Chloe taking a bath<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrUWA0KcWI/AAAAAAAACZY/z7R9kUDgbK4/s1600-h/100_4788.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281266987686326626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrUWA0KcWI/AAAAAAAACZY/z7R9kUDgbK4/s320/100_4788.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and Daddy ready to go play in the snow. It lasted about 15 minutes for Mallory until she fell, then she was ready to come inside.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrTurQ4uzI/AAAAAAAACYw/tFhzgTM_U48/s1600-h/100_4802.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281266311886322482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrTurQ4uzI/AAAAAAAACYw/tFhzgTM_U48/s320/100_4802.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe laying on the floor.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrTuAe7_HI/AAAAAAAACYo/bio-oy3MeiU/s1600-h/100_4796.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281266300402531442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrTuAe7_HI/AAAAAAAACYo/bio-oy3MeiU/s320/100_4796.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory did not want her picture taken. She was saying <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">NNOOOOOOOOO</span> while I was taking it.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrTt_ilH0I/AAAAAAAACYg/zp2Z9UcxHxQ/s1600-h/100_4799.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281266300149374786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUrTt_ilH0I/AAAAAAAACYg/zp2Z9UcxHxQ/s320/100_4799.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe's apt went well. I hate shots...they make me want to cry because you know they hurt. I'd take them for her if I could. I can't believe Christmas is in a week. We are so excited to see how Mallory is going to act. I think we already know...very excited. I'm sure I will have a ton of pictures to post after the holidays. Everyone have a very Merry Christmas!!!Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-2046257104405439092008-12-10T14:17:00.010-06:002008-12-10T15:29:36.962-06:00We are Thankful for so muchWe went to Illinois for Thanksgiving last week. We had a great time and the trip went very well. As you know Mallory has been potty training and it's been going great. She didn't have any accidents on the way out or back...she had a few while we were there but that is because she got distracted w/ all the new people and things going on. Part of that is my fault because I also get distracted and forget to ask her if she needs to go. Most of the time when we are home she will go in the bathroom and go by herself w/out telling me until after she is done. I am so proud of her for being a BIG girl.<br />Daddy and Chloe taking a nap <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAoYNPBnUI/AAAAAAAACYA/H1-OvkzCOtI/s1600-h/100_4765.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278263159612874050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAoYNPBnUI/AAAAAAAACYA/H1-OvkzCOtI/s320/100_4765.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Josh and Mallory got our tree last week. Isn't it beautiful<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAoX1F9sKI/AAAAAAAACX4/6TjBIdPkqb4/s1600-h/100_4763.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278263153132417186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAoX1F9sKI/AAAAAAAACX4/6TjBIdPkqb4/s320/100_4763.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal checking out the decorations.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAoXbOautI/AAAAAAAACXw/5eBIyvN8dlI/s1600-h/100_4760.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278263146188552914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAoXbOautI/AAAAAAAACXw/5eBIyvN8dlI/s320/100_4760.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Last Wednesday we went to Nana's to help her decorate her tree.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAoXETZt0I/AAAAAAAACXo/HIikjDPOMRc/s1600-h/100_4757.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278263140035442498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAoXETZt0I/AAAAAAAACXo/HIikjDPOMRc/s320/100_4757.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Aunt B holding Chloe<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAnrA0nAzI/AAAAAAAACXg/0JDOHYP7kSQ/s1600-h/100_4751.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278262383186740018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAnrA0nAzI/AAAAAAAACXg/0JDOHYP7kSQ/s320/100_4751.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory playing w/ Chloe's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">playgym</span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAnq2ACHxI/AAAAAAAACXY/XW232n-bhr4/s1600-h/100_4746.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278262380281863954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAnq2ACHxI/AAAAAAAACXY/XW232n-bhr4/s320/100_4746.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />These are pictures from Thanksgiving...they are out of order so bare w/ me.<br />Saturday mom, Chloe, Mallory and I went to the farm to visit G&G <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Edsall</span>. Mallory and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Colton</span> playing w/ blocks<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAnqlB225I/AAAAAAAACXQ/9hfIivUKa1Q/s1600-h/100_4744.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278262375726111634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAnqlB225I/AAAAAAAACXQ/9hfIivUKa1Q/s320/100_4744.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />4 generations picture: Grandpa, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Oma</span>, me, Mallory, Grandma and Chloe<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAnqAbokEI/AAAAAAAACXI/LCHd3JrtH1E/s1600-h/100_4740.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278262365902114882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAnqAbokEI/AAAAAAAACXI/LCHd3JrtH1E/s320/100_4740.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Grandma Anne loves those babies. She held Chloe then entire time we were visiting. Chloe enjoyed grandma's soft, fluffy lap:)<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAnp2d5hSI/AAAAAAAACXA/zboN2kw_IN4/s1600-h/100_4735.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278262363227260194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAnp2d5hSI/AAAAAAAACXA/zboN2kw_IN4/s320/100_4735.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sue Farr (family friend) stopped by to meet Chloe. She was a great rocker and got Chloe right to sleep.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAm4BCDiWI/AAAAAAAACW4/0dRO15dNe5I/s1600-h/100_4732.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278261507069806946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAm4BCDiWI/AAAAAAAACW4/0dRO15dNe5I/s320/100_4732.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Om and Mallory reading a Tinkerbell story and Mallory's new Tinkerbell dress<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAm31Ihf3I/AAAAAAAACWw/8FEBljUC1HU/s1600-h/100_4728.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278261503875710834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAm31Ihf3I/AAAAAAAACWw/8FEBljUC1HU/s320/100_4728.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />One of her favorite presents from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Oma</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Gpa</span>: Tinkerbell dress<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAm3UcfCmI/AAAAAAAACWo/uW8i6Dvhj0o/s1600-h/100_4717.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278261495101065826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAm3UcfCmI/AAAAAAAACWo/uW8i6Dvhj0o/s320/100_4717.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Opening up her ball pit from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Oma</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Gpa</span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAm3N269aI/AAAAAAAACWg/vP3G6JH2RSg/s1600-h/100_4715.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278261493332899234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAm3N269aI/AAAAAAAACWg/vP3G6JH2RSg/s320/100_4715.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />She was so excited to get a princess bubble nightlight<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAm2i1TX7I/AAAAAAAACWY/ihoCNkGQ5AQ/s1600-h/100_4714.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278261481783386034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAm2i1TX7I/AAAAAAAACWY/ihoCNkGQ5AQ/s320/100_4714.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Helping <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Oma</span> open presents<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAmHmv5KvI/AAAAAAAACWQ/dmbl62UtZIs/s1600-h/100_4713.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278260675380587250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAmHmv5KvI/AAAAAAAACWQ/dmbl62UtZIs/s320/100_4713.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mom teaching Mallory about the meaning of Christmas: Baby Jesus' birthday. Mallory is really into birthdays right now. She loves to wear hats and sing Happy Birthday. This year for Christmas we are going to make Jesus a cake and sing Happy Birthday to Him. She loves to randomly say "Happy Birthday Jesus" and throw her arms in the air.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAmHMUuAHI/AAAAAAAACWI/Pyqzikzl-6U/s1600-h/100_4704.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278260668287287410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAmHMUuAHI/AAAAAAAACWI/Pyqzikzl-6U/s320/100_4704.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Post bath picture of Chloe. She isn't too long but she is getting wider. We have finally finished the diaper cake we got at the BFPG. Thanks again girls for the diapers...it's been heavenly not to buy diapers<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAmGCbwQeI/AAAAAAAACWA/ZBbwk8jfmcs/s1600-h/100_4701.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278260648452571618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAmGCbwQeI/AAAAAAAACWA/ZBbwk8jfmcs/s320/100_4701.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Oma</span> giving Chloe her 1st bath at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Bidney</span> house<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAmF7HNOpI/AAAAAAAACV4/_dHpuVV68a0/s1600-h/100_4698.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278260646487341714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAmF7HNOpI/AAAAAAAACV4/_dHpuVV68a0/s320/100_4698.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Some family friends joined us for Thanksgiving: Jen and Austin. Mallory was slightly in love w/ Austin. She followed him around everywhere and kept saying 'that's Austin'. He was a great sport and let her sit by him all day.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAmFTEGb-I/AAAAAAAACVw/NrrmE_99olk/s1600-h/100_4694.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278260635736895458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAmFTEGb-I/AAAAAAAACVw/NrrmE_99olk/s320/100_4694.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Ashlyn</span> holding Chloe, Mallory and Austin<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAlV1VFbdI/AAAAAAAACVg/2aYzQZtyoio/s1600-h/100_4685.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259820301217234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAlV1VFbdI/AAAAAAAACVg/2aYzQZtyoio/s320/100_4685.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Two old <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">bitties</span> in the kitchen...just kidding. Grandma Anne and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Oma</span> getting the T-day dinner ready to eat.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAlVNb1TSI/AAAAAAAACVQ/OTmTXnfAf6U/s1600-h/100_4681.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259809592102178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAlVNb1TSI/AAAAAAAACVQ/OTmTXnfAf6U/s320/100_4681.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Colton</span> (who just turned 20) has never held a baby...besides his baby sister so we had to capture him in the act. <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAlWTs0r4I/AAAAAAAACVo/aovaQJx6gzQ/s1600-h/100_4689.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259828453846914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAlWTs0r4I/AAAAAAAACVo/aovaQJx6gzQ/s320/100_4689.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Jen, Chloe, Mallory and you guessed it Austin. Look how she is starring at him <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">longingly</span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAlVtw85II/AAAAAAAACVY/iuTMKUkZO8c/s1600-h/100_4683.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259818270614658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAlVtw85II/AAAAAAAACVY/iuTMKUkZO8c/s320/100_4683.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and the grandpa's<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAlUl5r58I/AAAAAAAACVI/dMV3djTtZgU/s1600-h/100_4676.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259798979897282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAlUl5r58I/AAAAAAAACVI/dMV3djTtZgU/s320/100_4676.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The week before we left Mallory and I did a lot of hard work and got the leaves in piles so daddy could burn them. She was a great helper and loved running through the piles after she raked them up.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAkpJnqYbI/AAAAAAAACVA/84eucOGS2ac/s1600-h/100_4670.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259052653732274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAkpJnqYbI/AAAAAAAACVA/84eucOGS2ac/s320/100_4670.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAko1icP-I/AAAAAAAACU4/lGJqRl5vWLw/s1600-h/100_4669.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259047263125474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAko1icP-I/AAAAAAAACU4/lGJqRl5vWLw/s320/100_4669.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and Oliver playing in their fort.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAkorogrKI/AAAAAAAACUw/2Sr0W5wQDvs/s1600-h/100_4667.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259044604226722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAkorogrKI/AAAAAAAACUw/2Sr0W5wQDvs/s320/100_4667.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Josh and I splurged on a game called Singstar for PS2. Basically it's karoke w/ scoring. We had a blast breaking it in...Mallory even got into it.<br />Here is Mallory w/ her microphone singing along.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAknanLQdI/AAAAAAAACUo/mt5lwc-_uqQ/s1600-h/100_4666.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259022855356882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAknanLQdI/AAAAAAAACUo/mt5lwc-_uqQ/s320/100_4666.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Josh rocking out.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAknA9y3bI/AAAAAAAACUg/1KfcNcQQB58/s1600-h/100_4663.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278259015970905522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SUAknA9y3bI/AAAAAAAACUg/1KfcNcQQB58/s320/100_4663.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Things have been going well lately. Chloe is still eating about every 3 hours. Lately she has been going about every 2...I think she's trying to up my milk supply. It's been rough at night lately. We will get her to sleep and lay her down and about 15 min later she is awake again. I don't believe she is ready to cry herself back to sleep so I have to drag my butt (and sometimes Josh does...depending on the night) out of bed and rock her back to sleep again. Usually after the 2nd time she will sleep for a longer period. It is very exhausting. Sometimes I find myself standing at the kitchen sink ready to break down in tears for no reason. I just wish we could get past this stage and she would give me a longer stretch of sleep at night. I think it might have something to do w/ the fact that she is usually in the swing during the day and we lay her in the crib at night...so not having the motion is hard for her to adjust to. But I am stubborn and refuse to put her in the swing at night because I think she should get used to the crib. Oh well, it will all work out one of these days.<br />Mallory on the other hand has been kind of a pill lately. When we put her down at night and 'she' isn't ready to go to bed she will get into her drawers and change clothes...I mean take the pjs off plus the diaper (she isn't in panties at night yet...she doesn't wake up dry) put underwear and different clothes on all by the light of a nightlight. Then she will lay down on the floor by her door and yell at us through the crack. It's pretty frustrating because Josh and I are exhausted and usually getting ready for bed...then it takes another 15 minutes to get her back in her pjs and into bed. Sometimes she won't put any clothes on...just be naked. It's pretty funny when you think about it. I have stopped going to the door everytime she calls our name...unless she says she has to go potty. I have told myself that it's just a stage and she will soon (hopefully) grow out of it. Sometimes you just have to laugh about it.<br />Josh's hours at work got cut back to 25 hr/wk. He is looking for a part-time job to hold him until he can get a different full-time job but the way it's looking the market is pretty competitive even for a part-time job. We have been talking about me also going back to work full-time but there isn't a lot out there that doesn't pay more the $8.50/hr. If you could please keep us in your prayers. Luckily we both still have jobs but I'm so afraid that it won't last.<br />I don't want to end on a sad note so everyone have a wonderful week. I will be posting later this week w/ Chloe's 2 mo stats...she has her apt on Friday:) Have a great day.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-33632639572586441272008-11-21T09:15:00.009-06:002008-11-21T10:15:53.275-06:00Fall is greatThere are a lot of pictures on this post so I will cut to the chase.<br />Miss Chloe snoozing in the bouncy. We have to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">swaddle</span> her 80% of the time. I feel bad because her arms are always glued to her side but that's what she likes. Not hearing her cry all the time keeps my blood pressure down too.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVmflLa5I/AAAAAAAACUY/ljakXzQFJpY/s1600-h/100_4640.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271135271172926354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVmflLa5I/AAAAAAAACUY/ljakXzQFJpY/s320/100_4640.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Big sis Mal<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVmP8Eu0I/AAAAAAAACUQ/uZwEnpL9ntQ/s1600-h/100_4637.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271135266973989698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVmP8Eu0I/AAAAAAAACUQ/uZwEnpL9ntQ/s320/100_4637.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVl_kBXWI/AAAAAAAACUI/vqGe9q6mDg0/s1600-h/100_4636.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A couple of Sunday's ago I had my friends Lacy, Ethan and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Zac</span> over for Lacy's b-day...the big 2-9. We had a great time eating and laughing. Mallory and Ethan had a great time playing. Josh was wonderful because he watched over the little ones and Chloe while we were chatting. Thanks honey!!! You are the best.<br />Me, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Zac</span>, Chloe and Lacy<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVHphIeGI/AAAAAAAACUA/6kKwaKmgQxE/s1600-h/100_4630.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271134741264365666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVHphIeGI/AAAAAAAACUA/6kKwaKmgQxE/s320/100_4630.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Enjoying some b-day cake w/ our Princess b-day hats<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVHdVMuSI/AAAAAAAACT4/l902daGodkk/s1600-h/100_4632.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271134737993087266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVHdVMuSI/AAAAAAAACT4/l902daGodkk/s320/100_4632.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Happy b-day Lacy...Ethan and Mallory blew the candles out for her.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVHJR35TI/AAAAAAAACTw/AoSeuHOz9dA/s1600-h/100_4628.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271134732610430258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVHJR35TI/AAAAAAAACTw/AoSeuHOz9dA/s320/100_4628.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />John and Eleanor came up for a visit a couple of weeks ago. Here are the guys trying to replace a breaker...lets just say our breaker box is super old and it didn't want to let go of the breaker.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVGxHdg5I/AAAAAAAACTo/23nsqPB8Kbc/s1600-h/100_4627.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271134726124307346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVGxHdg5I/AAAAAAAACTo/23nsqPB8Kbc/s320/100_4627.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Eleanor and Chloe<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVGp2MkwI/AAAAAAAACTg/Bd08NF1jRjE/s1600-h/100_4623.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271134724172845826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbVGp2MkwI/AAAAAAAACTg/Bd08NF1jRjE/s320/100_4623.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mom and her girls.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbUMzdorsI/AAAAAAAACTY/YsjZhsqc_TI/s1600-h/100_4622.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271133730321772226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbUMzdorsI/AAAAAAAACTY/YsjZhsqc_TI/s320/100_4622.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Miss Chloe got her 1st bottle the other day. She did sucked it right down got her calmed down (swaddled). I haven't been pumping on a daily basis (because I hate pumping)...but I need to get some milk stored up for when I start working again.<br />Mal feeding Chloe<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbUMpEntvI/AAAAAAAACTQ/qflcKY7qxKQ/s1600-h/100_4618.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271133727532496626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbUMpEntvI/AAAAAAAACTQ/qflcKY7qxKQ/s320/100_4618.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Close-up<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbUMe2DDKI/AAAAAAAACTI/7I16i5HUBOA/s1600-h/100_4617.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271133724787018914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbUMe2DDKI/AAAAAAAACTI/7I16i5HUBOA/s320/100_4617.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Guess who is a BIG girl and goes on the potty...Mallory. We started potty training a couple of weeks ago and it's been going great. We still put her in a diaper at night but she does great during the day. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbULgoodOI/AAAAAAAACS4/mXj14HerQPM/s1600-h/100_4612.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271133708087751906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbULgoodOI/AAAAAAAACS4/mXj14HerQPM/s320/100_4612.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On 11/5 we had our playgroup Halloween. The kids look so cute in their outfits.<br />Here are the two newest members of playgroup. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Ashten</span> (Preston's little brother born 9/30) and Chloe. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Ashten</span> was full term. Chloe and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Ashten</span> are 6 days apart.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbTSJav57I/AAAAAAAACSw/JAqQsdMYwLk/s1600-h/100_4606.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271132722602960818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbTSJav57I/AAAAAAAACSw/JAqQsdMYwLk/s320/100_4606.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and Chloe<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbTRw1YzUI/AAAAAAAACSo/WVjNb9AA2L0/s1600-h/100_4600.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271132716003806530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbTRw1YzUI/AAAAAAAACSo/WVjNb9AA2L0/s320/100_4600.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Another pic of Chloe and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Ashten</span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbTRi5em4I/AAAAAAAACSg/0IgDbcbAV0E/s1600-h/100_4599.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271132712262867842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbTRi5em4I/AAAAAAAACSg/0IgDbcbAV0E/s320/100_4599.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />All the kids: (L to R) Mallory, Oliver (lion), Zach (firefighter), Ethan (batman...he blends in w/ the fireplace), Luke (construction worker), Preston (horsey), Chloe and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Ashten</span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbTRbCC3LI/AAAAAAAACSY/jmsAAitUSdk/s1600-h/100_4597.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271132710151314610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbTRbCC3LI/AAAAAAAACSY/jmsAAitUSdk/s320/100_4597.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Look who is awake and not crying. <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbSZt1mQMI/AAAAAAAACSQ/lOpw-9hWPhs/s1600-h/100_4660.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271131753126707394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbSZt1mQMI/AAAAAAAACSQ/lOpw-9hWPhs/s320/100_4660.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Bright eyes<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbSZKoEgpI/AAAAAAAACSI/QY0kmgkXDY0/s1600-h/100_4658.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271131743674729106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbSZKoEgpI/AAAAAAAACSI/QY0kmgkXDY0/s320/100_4658.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory is really starting to want to play more w/ Chloe. She is good about keeping her distance but I usually have to remind her to be gentle.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbSY4O9cNI/AAAAAAAACSA/DupvgBxa4lI/s1600-h/100_4656.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271131738737570002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbSY4O9cNI/AAAAAAAACSA/DupvgBxa4lI/s320/100_4656.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Wednesday it was so nice out Mal and I decided to rake the yard and play outside. Mallory loves the leaves. She kept getting her toys out and playing w/ them while she was sitting in the leaf pile.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbSYpwz26I/AAAAAAAACR4/127RFLvpVnk/s1600-h/100_4644.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271131734853016482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbSYpwz26I/AAAAAAAACR4/127RFLvpVnk/s320/100_4644.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbSYEtEZVI/AAAAAAAACRw/bbmMieMD2Bw/s1600-h/100_4645.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271131724905211218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbSYEtEZVI/AAAAAAAACRw/bbmMieMD2Bw/s320/100_4645.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The weekend of my baby shower (9/27) Josh, Mallory and Aaron visited Papa John and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">GG</span> in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Rolla</span>.<br />Family pic: Josh, Mallory, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">GG</span> and Aaron<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbRj-WL2PI/AAAAAAAACRo/tRZyanGMMsk/s1600-h/013_13.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271130829845420274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbRj-WL2PI/AAAAAAAACRo/tRZyanGMMsk/s320/013_13.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Josh and Mal. She likes to hide her face when she doesn't want to do something.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbRjf3CLsI/AAAAAAAACRg/RR4fMjZCtyw/s1600-h/011_11.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271130821661699778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbRjf3CLsI/AAAAAAAACRg/RR4fMjZCtyw/s320/011_11.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />They all went fishing and Mallory caught the biggest fish (w/ dad's help) on her princess pole.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbRjGz_5UI/AAAAAAAACRY/GciZ98hrH0I/s1600-h/006_6.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271130814938080578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbRjGz_5UI/AAAAAAAACRY/GciZ98hrH0I/s320/006_6.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Holding up her catch<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbRippUZeI/AAAAAAAACRQ/P64qbcn2Sxc/s1600-h/004_4.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271130807108658658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbRippUZeI/AAAAAAAACRQ/P64qbcn2Sxc/s320/004_4.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">GG</span><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbRiH6GmqI/AAAAAAAACRI/mm3GQ1WN03Y/s1600-h/002_2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271130798052252322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SSbRiH6GmqI/AAAAAAAACRI/mm3GQ1WN03Y/s320/002_2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory has really been giving me a run for my money lately. She has been acting out a lot and getting just as many spankings. I finally figured out the other day that she is acting out for attention. I really haven't been paying very much attention to her during the day <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">because</span> I am so busy trying to get chores done. Then when I finally do sit down it's to feed Chloe. On Wednesday when we went outside (Chloe was in the swing inside) Mallory had a blast and was extremely good that day. In part I kind of feel like a failure because I can't always give her all the attention she needs...but in a way I guess that is what happens when you are the oldest (I wouldn't know, I'm the youngest:). So my goal ever day is to spend more floor time w/ her. I am hoping this works because before too long I'm going to loose my mind. <br />She has been doing great w/ potty training. Only a few accidents and all but two have been pee-pee. I am really surprised how well she has taken to it because we have tried before and it never stuck. Oh well at least I don't have to buy diapers for her every 2 weeks now.<br />Everyone have a happy and save Thanksgiving. I'll post more after the holidays.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-91717704905074319972008-11-04T12:37:00.005-06:002008-11-04T13:05:52.340-06:00Daddy's big deer<div>Last Friday Josh got his very 1st kill with his bow. He got a good size doe. We were very excited...and even more excited when he found someone to take the meat. We don't not have any room in our freezer for it. </div><div>Daddy before he left.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCX8_z60uI/AAAAAAAACQA/pREi7nESwrQ/s1600-h/100_4522.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264875038573253346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCX8_z60uI/AAAAAAAACQA/pREi7nESwrQ/s320/100_4522.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div>This was Saturday morning. He killed it right before dusk so he didn't have enough time to go and look for it. Luckily it was still there in the morning.</div><div>Aaron, Mal and dad checking out the kill</div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCX-CeURLI/AAAAAAAACQQ/l7e1gO8wjH4/s1600-h/100_4530.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264875056467821746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCX-CeURLI/AAAAAAAACQQ/l7e1gO8wjH4/s320/100_4530.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Daddy and Uncle A cleanin' her out before they took it up to Holt<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCX9dCDJKI/AAAAAAAACQI/qVC8qrG5H7c/s1600-h/100_4527.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264875046417147042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCX9dCDJKI/AAAAAAAACQI/qVC8qrG5H7c/s320/100_4527.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Chloe, dad, Mal and Uncle A. What a classic family picture. What do you think about this picture for a Christmas card??? <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCX-n07JxI/AAAAAAAACQY/zrSC5e_AOPw/s1600-h/100_4532.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264875066494756626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCX-n07JxI/AAAAAAAACQY/zrSC5e_AOPw/s320/100_4532.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Mallory's new bff Coe.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCX_FW0AzI/AAAAAAAACQg/yDJFCHMgumk/s1600-h/100_4534.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264875074421523250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCX_FW0AzI/AAAAAAAACQg/yDJFCHMgumk/s320/100_4534.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Last week my cousin Amy, Eli and Aunt Karen brought us Subway for dinner. It was yummy and it was great to see them. I feel pretty lucky...we to got to see them 3 times w/in a week.</div><div>Aunt Karen and Chloe...she is a slight baby hog. Just Kidding Aunt Karen, we know you love the babies.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCW8nhncXI/AAAAAAAACP4/kmOv91vKIOo/s1600-h/100_4515.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264873932542407026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCW8nhncXI/AAAAAAAACP4/kmOv91vKIOo/s320/100_4515.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Amy and Chloe</div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCW8C0djHI/AAAAAAAACPw/Z1pf6Ctgi6Y/s1600-h/100_4517.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264873922689338482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCW8C0djHI/AAAAAAAACPw/Z1pf6Ctgi6Y/s320/100_4517.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>This was the best picture I could get of Mallory and Eli playing...man they are fast</div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCW7wF_XJI/AAAAAAAACPo/ARiiv2B3XAc/s1600-h/100_4516.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264873917662583954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCW7wF_XJI/AAAAAAAACPo/ARiiv2B3XAc/s320/100_4516.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Our sweet Chloe. One of these days I'll get a good picture of her not sleeping...but that is just about all she does now a days </div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCW7fOxBsI/AAAAAAAACPg/bEuvuBL5vlU/s1600-h/100_4513.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264873913135990466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCW7fOxBsI/AAAAAAAACPg/bEuvuBL5vlU/s320/100_4513.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div>I know two post in one day...what is the world coming to??? Don't forget to vote today. Mal, Chloe and I made a trip up to the clubhouse to vote...it's such a beautiful day.</div></div><br /><br /><br /><p>Mal & mommy w/our I voted sticker<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCbg-8A9xI/AAAAAAAACRA/AcezRr3IB5Y/s1600-h/100_4591.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264878955348948754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCbg-8A9xI/AAAAAAAACRA/AcezRr3IB5Y/s320/100_4591.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p><p><br /> </p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sleeping Chloe...so sweet<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCbgflD1gI/AAAAAAAACQ4/nVSKhcWn1JY/s1600-h/100_4590.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264878946931168770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCbgflD1gI/AAAAAAAACQ4/nVSKhcWn1JY/s320/100_4590.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal playing in the leaves<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCbf050jgI/AAAAAAAACQw/otYQsRuFXBE/s1600-h/100_4588.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264878935475523074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCbf050jgI/AAAAAAAACQw/otYQsRuFXBE/s320/100_4588.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory is really loving the leaves. This is our 1st place w/ trees big enough to produce large amounts of leaves. We are going to rake this weekend and Mallory is going to have a hay-day running through piles.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCbfN58uhI/AAAAAAAACQo/0eg11mt5_GE/s1600-h/100_4587.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264878925007075858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRCbfN58uhI/AAAAAAAACQo/0eg11mt5_GE/s320/100_4587.jpg" border="0" /></a>Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-52419699822126735932008-11-04T08:01:00.006-06:002008-11-04T08:36:50.735-06:00Float like a...BUTTERFLY. A blue butterfly as Mallory would tell you. You can't really tell but her favorite part of the costume was her silver <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sparkly</span> shoes.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBYP-iPQ3I/AAAAAAAACOY/Yg7Vo6T_PgI/s1600-h/100_4560.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264804995903996786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBYP-iPQ3I/AAAAAAAACOY/Yg7Vo6T_PgI/s320/100_4560.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My Mal and her baby blues...they matched her wings perfectly<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBYQi4V-sI/AAAAAAAACOo/DdXbg3zgx4U/s1600-h/100_4565.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805005660388034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBYQi4V-sI/AAAAAAAACOo/DdXbg3zgx4U/s320/100_4565.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ready to trick or treat<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBYQbj7OYI/AAAAAAAACOg/6V1VZMFeff4/s1600-h/100_4561.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805003695700354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBYQbj7OYI/AAAAAAAACOg/6V1VZMFeff4/s320/100_4561.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We headed up to the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">square</span> for trick or treat on the square and ran into the Horton's. They kindly took a picture for us.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBYRo4IIHI/AAAAAAAACO4/t6lLZhavWoE/s1600-h/100_4572.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805024449962098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBYRo4IIHI/AAAAAAAACO4/t6lLZhavWoE/s320/100_4572.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Daddy and Mal waiting to cross the street. Chloe didn't dress up this year...I was too lazy and tired to make or buy something for her. I thought about making her a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">cocoon</span> to match Mallory's costume...but I was too lazy<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBYREBFnpI/AAAAAAAACOw/hnqzOZrOuVs/s1600-h/100_4569.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805014555434642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBYREBFnpI/AAAAAAAACOw/hnqzOZrOuVs/s320/100_4569.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My sister and her husband came to visit the 25-27. I didn't get very many pictures...so Laura you are going to have to send some my way. We had a great time while they were here. Laura was a huge help w/ Mallory and Chloe. I know she loved holding Chloe. We miss you a bunch already and hope to get out your way sometime next year.<br />Saturday night, the 25<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span>, we went to Smokehouse BBQ at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Zona</span> Rosa. Mal had a little fun outside while we were waiting for a table.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBWdB4KTvI/AAAAAAAACNQ/UfuV7w920Bg/s1600-h/100_4536.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264803021116296946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBWdB4KTvI/AAAAAAAACNQ/UfuV7w920Bg/s320/100_4536.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We got to see Amy, Eric, Eli and Aunt Karen at dinner too. Here is Mal and Eli having fun.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBWdbj9sGI/AAAAAAAACNY/UmZ1XQdyJAE/s1600-h/100_4539.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264803028010905698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBWdbj9sGI/AAAAAAAACNY/UmZ1XQdyJAE/s320/100_4539.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sunday we headed up to Grandpa <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Bidney's</span> to celebrate his b-day. <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBWd2OW8rI/AAAAAAAACNg/_CRT1e_3zNA/s1600-h/100_4543.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264803035168043698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBWd2OW8rI/AAAAAAAACNg/_CRT1e_3zNA/s320/100_4543.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Eric and Eli having fun.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBWeJASAXI/AAAAAAAACNo/idQqk0NMywo/s1600-h/100_4547.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264803040209273202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBWeJASAXI/AAAAAAAACNo/idQqk0NMywo/s320/100_4547.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory really enjoyed her cupcake...I think she looks good w/ a mustache<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBWecooGrI/AAAAAAAACNw/QdBbxcLirl4/s1600-h/100_4551.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264803045478767282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBWecooGrI/AAAAAAAACNw/QdBbxcLirl4/s320/100_4551.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal reading books w/ Uncle Cheese aka Steve<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBW-g6mi-I/AAAAAAAACOI/zVFSb-CDLSU/s1600-h/100_4558.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264803596383718370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBW-g6mi-I/AAAAAAAACOI/zVFSb-CDLSU/s320/100_4558.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sunday afternoon my friend Sue and her little boy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Kalani</span> brought us some dinner...it was yummy. Mallory love shoving toys in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Kalani's</span> face. <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBW93Mx5wI/AAAAAAAACOA/fjexefvWdTQ/s1600-h/100_4553.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264803585185670914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBW93Mx5wI/AAAAAAAACOA/fjexefvWdTQ/s320/100_4553.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sue and Chloe<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBW9gYRJ1I/AAAAAAAACN4/1I80sKlK7Q0/s1600-h/100_4552.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264803579059840850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBW9gYRJ1I/AAAAAAAACN4/1I80sKlK7Q0/s320/100_4552.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is Mal's new favorite hiding spot. She talked dad into checking out the new spot w/ her.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBYzZ8lfRI/AAAAAAAACPA/g5C3hn26lgQ/s1600-h/100_4580.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805604557683986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBYzZ8lfRI/AAAAAAAACPA/g5C3hn26lgQ/s320/100_4580.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This Sunday I attempted to give both girls a bath in the big tub...I would advise you don't try this w/out help. We put the baby bathtub in the big tub. Mallory was really good. She was more <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">interested</span> in putting shampoo in her dry hair then helping out w/ Chloe.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBY0TfiRfI/AAAAAAAACPQ/zcUJUhytJ9E/s1600-h/100_4584.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805620005094898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBY0TfiRfI/AAAAAAAACPQ/zcUJUhytJ9E/s320/100_4584.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I don't think I'll be trying this again unless Josh is home. It was nice not to have to give two <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">separate</span> baths though.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBY0FkfQYI/AAAAAAAACPI/hFLQH-rspHo/s1600-h/100_4581.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805616267772290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBY0FkfQYI/AAAAAAAACPI/hFLQH-rspHo/s320/100_4581.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Daddy and his clean girls.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBY0gBlOyI/AAAAAAAACPY/8KS5lYvkO0g/s1600-h/100_4585.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264805623369120546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SRBY0gBlOyI/AAAAAAAACPY/8KS5lYvkO0g/s320/100_4585.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe is doing good. She is sleeping about 4 hours between feedings, which is nice at night because I can actually get some <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">zzz's</span> in. Our lives are pretty uneventful...eat, change diapers, sleep and do laundry. That about sums it up. We are going to a H<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">alloween</span> party tomorrow for playgroup...hope to get some good pics of the kids. Happy Halloween!!! Just think in about 3 weeks it's going to be Thanksgiving. Man time flies!!Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-78676514644180415912008-10-23T08:05:00.007-05:002008-10-23T08:40:08.125-05:00Growing girlI am happy to report that our little Chloe is growing fast. We went to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">dr</span></span> office yesterday for a weight check and she is now 6lbs 6oz. She has gained 9oz since last Wednesday. Her stats are:<br />10% Head <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Circumference</span><br />3% Length<br />5% Weight<br />She is tiny but growing. The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">dr</span></span> was very reassuring that everything would be fine even though she is very small. I had to remind her that Mallory was only 6lbs 3oz when she was born so I'm not too worried about it. In a way I like having small babies because that way they are littler longer.<br />Mallory decided she wanted to get all my high heels out and line them up for all to see. She is just a little <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">OCD</span></span>...if you try to move any shoes or get them out of order she gets pretty upset<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB4t7pg1-I/AAAAAAAACNA/G12-qOzEg5Q/s1600-h/100_4511.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260337095269996514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB4t7pg1-I/AAAAAAAACNA/G12-qOzEg5Q/s320/100_4511.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is Mallory's perspective of mom while giving Chloe her last sponge bath. Mallory is becoming quite the photographer. I know, nice pic huh?! Maybe one of these days I'll take a decent picture...not likely though<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB4ttN7CKI/AAAAAAAACM4/SUdGhfmYbN4/s1600-h/100_4504.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260337091396176034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB4ttN7CKI/AAAAAAAACM4/SUdGhfmYbN4/s320/100_4504.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ms. Chloe getting her last sponge bath...I bet she'll be glad when she actually gets to sit in water instead of freeze in the open air.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB4s4Q9-YI/AAAAAAAACMw/Lk_CzQTfeYU/s1600-h/100_4507.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260337077181872514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB4s4Q9-YI/AAAAAAAACMw/Lk_CzQTfeYU/s320/100_4507.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />My little angel helping out.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB4rvrAIWI/AAAAAAAACMo/YIzu7e9Jt6A/s1600-h/100_4503.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260337057695277410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB4rvrAIWI/AAAAAAAACMo/YIzu7e9Jt6A/s320/100_4503.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dad and Mal watching MU get creamed by Texas...that was a sad game.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB4rexOY7I/AAAAAAAACMg/7mCjCSR3O08/s1600-h/100_4501.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260337053157974962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB4rexOY7I/AAAAAAAACMg/7mCjCSR3O08/s320/100_4501.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I bought the wings and halo about 2 years ago in the Target dollar isle...they were a pretty good investment.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB381Rk-zI/AAAAAAAACMY/OWwP1Cjr8fI/s1600-h/100_4498.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260336251745401650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB381Rk-zI/AAAAAAAACMY/OWwP1Cjr8fI/s320/100_4498.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Here is a pic of Mal in the wings in October 2006...so cute<br /><br /><p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB60iy9uHI/AAAAAAAACNI/6-hpv_YZYuI/s1600-h/100_1318.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260339407881091186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB60iy9uHI/AAAAAAAACNI/6-hpv_YZYuI/s320/100_1318.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p>Mal lounging in the bouncy<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB38jmwqLI/AAAAAAAACMQ/UTpdjV7_Vew/s1600-h/100_4497.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260336247002409138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB38jmwqLI/AAAAAAAACMQ/UTpdjV7_Vew/s320/100_4497.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I thought this pic was funny because she totally looks bored holding Chloe...Chloe is saying 'hey' to everyone.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB38Y94e5I/AAAAAAAACMI/YSFMH9F5r7Y/s1600-h/100_4495.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260336244146600850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB38Y94e5I/AAAAAAAACMI/YSFMH9F5r7Y/s320/100_4495.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Here's my happy girl holding her sis<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB37xcSExI/AAAAAAAACMA/5UVnFgjTDHw/s1600-h/100_4494.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260336233536688914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB37xcSExI/AAAAAAAACMA/5UVnFgjTDHw/s320/100_4494.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and Chloe. I'm going to try and get a good picture of the two girls together...but I think it's going to be harder then I realize.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB37VqDPBI/AAAAAAAACL4/KA9KuKtGObM/s1600-h/100_4492.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260336226078243858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SQB37VqDPBI/AAAAAAAACL4/KA9KuKtGObM/s320/100_4492.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />That's all to report for now. I'm so happy Chloe is gaining weight...not that she's had any problem in that area. She is nursing great. My soreness has finally gone away...man that was hard. I forgot how much nursing hurt in the beginning. Chloe has gotten better w/ her nighttime sleeping. She is eating about every 3-4 hours at night and during the day. At night I'm able to get her back to sleep after a feeding...before she just wanted to be awake. I think she is finally figuring out her days and nights. Mallory is still doing great. Josh and I were talking the other day about how lucky we are that Mallory is such a good girl. I don't know how many times we scold her or tell her no and at the end of the night she still tells us that she loves us and gives us big hugs. It just melts my heart. I try and cherish every moment alone I get w/ Mallory so that she knows she is so special in my heart...<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">unfortunately</span> for Chloe that means I have to put her down, but she doesn't mind:)Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-42394905443789469902008-10-19T17:13:00.011-05:002008-10-19T18:19:08.077-05:00Busy with TwoThese pictures are out of order, but you get the point<br />This is a game I like to call 'Who is who'. I have put pictures of Mallory and Chloe up to see if you can tell which is which:<br />Daddy and Chloe<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu2aH6aCmI/AAAAAAAABm0/ACaU7gqzB4k/s1600-h/100_4450.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258997549802064482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu2aH6aCmI/AAAAAAAABm0/ACaU7gqzB4k/s320/100_4450.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Daddy and Mallory<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu2atDFqzI/AAAAAAAABm8/LAzKGC1TsLs/s1600-h/100_1032.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258997559770590002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu2atDFqzI/AAAAAAAABm8/LAzKGC1TsLs/s320/100_1032.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory in the hospital<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu2a1Pq_MI/AAAAAAAABnE/rLm_PuFegeM/s1600-h/100_0075.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258997561970851010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu2a1Pq_MI/AAAAAAAABnE/rLm_PuFegeM/s320/100_0075.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe hanging out at home<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu2b5rRHsI/AAAAAAAABnU/jvnAqgcV-tI/s1600-h/100_4444.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258997580340207298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu2b5rRHsI/AAAAAAAABnU/jvnAqgcV-tI/s320/100_4444.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Close up of Chloe<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu2bMwSo8I/AAAAAAAABnM/8nI1GBHndwY/s1600-h/100_4449.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258997568281682882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu2bMwSo8I/AAAAAAAABnM/8nI1GBHndwY/s320/100_4449.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory letting it all hang out<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu2rXuHtzI/AAAAAAAABnc/NALsc5mVfEU/s1600-h/100_0106.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258997846103275314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu2rXuHtzI/AAAAAAAABnc/NALsc5mVfEU/s320/100_0106.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0xPGuqLI/AAAAAAAABmM/xX9B4ZzZseI/s1600-h/100_4446.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Can you tell they are sisters??? We haven't gotten a good picture of Chloe stretching out because it's been so cold and we don't want to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">unswaddle</span> her.<br />Chloe in her big girl pants...she'll be able to fit into these for a while<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0xQuNU3I/AAAAAAAABmU/JIb0S7Gkoeo/s1600-h/100_4460.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258995748280554354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0xQuNU3I/AAAAAAAABmU/JIb0S7Gkoeo/s320/100_4460.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chloe's 1st <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">outing</span> w/ mom and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Oma</span>. We made a much needed trip to Target.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0x1P9_eI/AAAAAAAABmc/rCqnKbxdUOY/s1600-h/100_4461.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258995758085832162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0x1P9_eI/AAAAAAAABmc/rCqnKbxdUOY/s320/100_4461.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Daddy changing his 1st diaper...and by 1st diaper I don't mean just at home. He was lucky enough to not have to change her until we got home and after <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Oma</span> left<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0yDt5VII/AAAAAAAABmk/V6RCoQUyV0M/s1600-h/100_4469.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258995761969452162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0yDt5VII/AAAAAAAABmk/V6RCoQUyV0M/s320/100_4469.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mom and dad reading books w/ Mallory. Every night we read books and do puzzles then we sing songs in bed.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0yvH-byI/AAAAAAAABms/4_r30u5pkVs/s1600-h/100_4487.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258995773621563170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0yvH-byI/AAAAAAAABms/4_r30u5pkVs/s320/100_4487.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Having fun in the bath w/ <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Oma</span>. My mom was great w/ Mallory and helping out. Mom and Mallory would play in the bathtub for almost an hour. Our little girl came out a raisin.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0LVTTi5I/AAAAAAAABl0/_B18elpYkqQ/s1600-h/100_4483.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258995096674864018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0LVTTi5I/AAAAAAAABl0/_B18elpYkqQ/s320/100_4483.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Oma</span> is so funny<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0LifI5wI/AAAAAAAABl8/8jNoEFswQ-E/s1600-h/100_4486.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258995100214159106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0LifI5wI/AAAAAAAABl8/8jNoEFswQ-E/s320/100_4486.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Miss Chloe getting her 1st bath at home. Her belly button fell off today so after today's sponge bath it's onto the baby bathtub. I think she'll enjoy it much better.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0L0FN48I/AAAAAAAABmE/YelL-_fDZww/s1600-h/100_4458.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258995104937272258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPu0L0FN48I/AAAAAAAABmE/YelL-_fDZww/s320/100_4458.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />While mom was here we got the Halloween/fall decorations out. Mallory and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Oma</span> were hanging some up<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzvIQF9bI/AAAAAAAABlU/wcoIGAf4LkM/s1600-h/100_4467.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258994612135392690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzvIQF9bI/AAAAAAAABlU/wcoIGAf4LkM/s320/100_4467.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Miss Mallory dressing up<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzveVQclI/AAAAAAAABlc/ojBirLMz4sU/s1600-h/100_4474.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258994618062631506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzveVQclI/AAAAAAAABlc/ojBirLMz4sU/s320/100_4474.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzvwBC3DI/AAAAAAAABlk/0mCvjoV8a9Q/s1600-h/100_4472.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258994622809693234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzvwBC3DI/AAAAAAAABlk/0mCvjoV8a9Q/s320/100_4472.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Oma</span> looking at magazines<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzwL7jIdI/AAAAAAAABls/hZDYvEhOZUU/s1600-h/100_4481.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258994630302835154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzwL7jIdI/AAAAAAAABls/hZDYvEhOZUU/s320/100_4481.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />While my mom was here she also taught Mallory how to curl her eyelashes<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzGXznZ2I/AAAAAAAABks/MVOHHwMaF30/s1600-h/100_4436.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258993911936280418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzGXznZ2I/AAAAAAAABks/MVOHHwMaF30/s320/100_4436.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />She wasn't actually curling her eyelashes...but it was pretty funny.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzGoctVYI/AAAAAAAABk0/qiTMlIeHeNg/s1600-h/100_4438.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258993916403602818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzGoctVYI/AAAAAAAABk0/qiTMlIeHeNg/s320/100_4438.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Uncle A<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzG8TBjTI/AAAAAAAABk8/nsoV9LyAvjs/s1600-h/100_4445.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258993921731693874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzG8TBjTI/AAAAAAAABk8/nsoV9LyAvjs/s320/100_4445.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory getting ready to help give Chloe a bath<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzHXCPc7I/AAAAAAAABlE/yGH2is78DnM/s1600-h/100_4455.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258993928909058994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzHXCPc7I/AAAAAAAABlE/yGH2is78DnM/s320/100_4455.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzHrfRl-I/AAAAAAAABlM/ERCw8IeD3HU/s1600-h/100_4457.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258993934399543266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuzHrfRl-I/AAAAAAAABlM/ERCw8IeD3HU/s320/100_4457.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The weekend before Chloe arrived (10/4) we travelled out to Weston to the Red Barn Farm. We had a blast. We got to pick out pumpkins, look at farm animals and pick apples.<br />Mallory spotted an apple low enough for her to pick.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuyWnCtcII/AAAAAAAABkU/VjEkHrX4T3A/s1600-h/100_4387.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258993091392401538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuyWnCtcII/AAAAAAAABkU/VjEkHrX4T3A/s320/100_4387.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Pulling hard<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuyXBUS5PI/AAAAAAAABkc/4cLaAsuEfDA/s1600-h/100_4388.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258993098445481202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuyXBUS5PI/AAAAAAAABkc/4cLaAsuEfDA/s320/100_4388.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Finally it came loose<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuyXkqxOnI/AAAAAAAABkk/3ExWHgxWsTk/s1600-h/100_4389.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258993107934984818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuyXkqxOnI/AAAAAAAABkk/3ExWHgxWsTk/s320/100_4389.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and dad amongst the pumpkins<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPux5dQJ5uI/AAAAAAAABj0/YvqoXnKMeUw/s1600-h/100_4380.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258992590548231906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPux5dQJ5uI/AAAAAAAABj0/YvqoXnKMeUw/s320/100_4380.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mom and Mal taking a seat before we headed to the apple orchard<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPux5gbY3bI/AAAAAAAABj8/eJYr6Vb1JP0/s1600-h/100_4382.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258992591400656306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPux5gbY3bI/AAAAAAAABj8/eJYr6Vb1JP0/s320/100_4382.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and dad scoping out the orchard. There wasn't much left to pick but the apples we got were yummy despite the brown spots on them.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPux6J7pTaI/AAAAAAAABkE/8pp4ZQwICws/s1600-h/100_4383.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258992602541804962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPux6J7pTaI/AAAAAAAABkE/8pp4ZQwICws/s320/100_4383.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal showing me another apple she picked.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPux6taA6kI/AAAAAAAABkM/oTiiN8QGDyM/s1600-h/100_4385.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258992612064422466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPux6taA6kI/AAAAAAAABkM/oTiiN8QGDyM/s320/100_4385.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The week before Chloe got her my friend Elizabeth and her girls: Adrianne and Natalie came over for a visit.<br />Mallory holding Natalie<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuxaMik0uI/AAAAAAAABjc/_6utYOENcGI/s1600-h/100_4366.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258992053486146274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuxaMik0uI/AAAAAAAABjc/_6utYOENcGI/s320/100_4366.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Adrianne playing w/ the computers<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuxaQsorCI/AAAAAAAABjk/caBiab2b3U4/s1600-h/100_4369.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258992054602083362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuxaQsorCI/AAAAAAAABjk/caBiab2b3U4/s320/100_4369.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Just a random picture of Mal and dad pre-Chloe.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuxau-9_fI/AAAAAAAABjs/LlZnFyDrmxg/s1600-h/100_4372.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258992062732041714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SPuxau-9_fI/AAAAAAAABjs/LlZnFyDrmxg/s320/100_4372.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Things have been going well in the Sutton household. We had Chloe's 1 week checkup last Wednesday (10/15). She is back to birth weight 5lbs 13oz. We have to go back next Wednesday to have another weight check just to make sure she is gaining weight steadly. She is nursing about every 3 hours. Some nights have been rough but for the most part I'm able to get an hour or two of sleep between feedings at night. Luckily I've been able to take a nap during the day after Mallory goes down for her afternoon nap. I LOVE NAPS!!! Chloe is still sleeping in our room in the pack n play. I don't think it will be too much longer before she is sleeping in her own room. Maybe once her feedings spread out a little more and I don't have to get up every couple of hours to feed her at night. It's amazing that she has been here for 2 weeks already...it really seems like a lot longer then that. Mallory has adjusted quite well. Despite a couple of tantrums (which is expected) she is doing great. Mallory is sleeping great despite some of the noise Chloe makes. She is still taking great naps (2-3 hours). I'd say we have been pretty lucky.<br />Well that's about it for us right now. It's hard for me to take pictures when I'm keeping track of two girls. I'll try to post more soon.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-19142239154529650232008-10-09T11:55:00.005-05:002008-10-09T12:38:08.896-05:00New AdditionFor those of you who don't know we have been blessed with a new addition to our family on Monday, October 6th at 4:09pm.<br />Chloe Grace Sutton<br />5lbs 13oz<br />17in long<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45TgwrnUI/AAAAAAAABis/QmTJZlhm1p8/s1600-h/100_4410.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255200822562364738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45TgwrnUI/AAAAAAAABis/QmTJZlhm1p8/s320/100_4410.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />She came about 3 weeks early but everything went great. I started timing contractions about 5:30am on Monday and they were 5 minutes. About 2 hrs later they were 2-4 minutes. We waited until about 9, then we took off for the hospital. We got in the room about 9:30am and I was 2 1/2 cm. An hour later I was 5 1/2 cm so they decided to keep me. I got hooked up to an IV and off we went. I progressed fairly well. I did stall out between 7-9cm...it seemed like forever. Once I got to 9 1/2cm my body was ready for this little girl to come out. My water didn't break until I did a trial push at 9 1/2cm to see if I could push past the last 1/2cm. Needless to say it was about 3 more contractions and she was out. I didn't even really push because the dr was still getting set up when her head came out...the contraction pushed her out. Josh and I were both shocked she was a girl...but so happy. She is beautiful and healthy. I was luckily able to go through the whole thing w/out any pain medication. It was extremely hard at the end but totally worth it.<br />Awesome picture me before Chloe decided to enter the world.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45THCWtbI/AAAAAAAABiM/_2_dQz505Dg/s1600-h/100_4393.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255200815657170354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45THCWtbI/AAAAAAAABiM/_2_dQz505Dg/s320/100_4393.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Don't I look happy:)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45TA85QYI/AAAAAAAABiU/qKqpw4xPdtY/s1600-h/100_4395.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255200814023655810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45TA85QYI/AAAAAAAABiU/qKqpw4xPdtY/s320/100_4395.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Just minutes after. She was/is so tiny. I guessed she was 5lbs 12oz. Dr. Ohlhausen thought she would be closer to 6lbs. Mom is always right...even though I was 1oz off:)<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45TV5aP6I/AAAAAAAABic/sUn9jNv3Umk/s1600-h/100_4396.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255200819646185378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45TV5aP6I/AAAAAAAABic/sUn9jNv3Umk/s320/100_4396.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory's 1st time holding Chloe. She is already a baby hog. She is adjusting well. Thank goodness my mom will be here until Monday to help us all transition to a bigger family.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45TjJTRsI/AAAAAAAABik/LhfnuPi-x3s/s1600-h/100_4407.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255200823202498242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45TjJTRsI/AAAAAAAABik/LhfnuPi-x3s/s320/100_4407.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Daddy taking a nap w/ Chloe<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45wZGwk3I/AAAAAAAABi0/_bkaNtMTk6I/s1600-h/100_4417.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255201318723687282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45wZGwk3I/AAAAAAAABi0/_bkaNtMTk6I/s320/100_4417.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oma, Mallory and Chloe<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45w4UIg-I/AAAAAAAABi8/F-hr4ikUbx8/s1600-h/100_4428.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255201327101281250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45w4UIg-I/AAAAAAAABi8/F-hr4ikUbx8/s320/100_4428.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I took this today. Chloe is doing so good. She is nursing great...just painful for me. She is a little jaundice, but we don't have to give her any sunlight treatments. Stay tuned for more updates.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45xYIx3dI/AAAAAAAABjE/9lhLdJS4Pj0/s1600-h/100_4439.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255201335643594194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO45xYIx3dI/AAAAAAAABjE/9lhLdJS4Pj0/s320/100_4439.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mom and her girls<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO5AEP2ZX6I/AAAAAAAABjM/7naOj5_qrTM/s1600-h/100_4426.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255208256906289058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO5AEP2ZX6I/AAAAAAAABjM/7naOj5_qrTM/s320/100_4426.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mom and dad w/ Chloe<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO5AENhfpnI/AAAAAAAABjU/yOdtVRva1hk/s1600-h/100_4422.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255208256281749106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SO5AENhfpnI/AAAAAAAABjU/yOdtVRva1hk/s320/100_4422.jpg" border="0" /></a>Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-27837700389829299772008-09-28T08:35:00.004-05:002008-09-28T08:42:32.598-05:00Link to Drew and Marcy's wedding photos<p><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/marcymae/sets/72157606861329126/">http://www.flickr.com/photos/marcymae/sets/72157606861329126/</a></p><p>For all of those who haven't seen the wedding pictures for Drew and Marcy's wedding...check them out. Marcy's brother Stephen did them and they are great.</p><p>Again, congrats Marcy and Drew. See you soon.</p>Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-6738557025929101702008-09-27T08:19:00.004-05:002008-09-27T08:44:23.937-05:00Random ThingsLast Saturday Josh decided to cut up a tree that had fallen over during one of the 'floods' and have a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">wienie</span> roast. It was totally put together last minute but we had fun. <br />Jen and Preston came to see all the excitement...notice the huge pile of brush in the background.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4z9_YHaKI/AAAAAAAABg8/wmv14--4AIY/s1600-h/100_4356.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250691355638196386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4z9_YHaKI/AAAAAAAABg8/wmv14--4AIY/s320/100_4356.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Well, lets just say Josh had a hard time getting the fire started...the timber was still a little wet...so he decided to use a little 'starter'.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4z-OyzYkI/AAAAAAAABhE/5Rq3Wxe7HRI/s1600-h/100_4358.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250691359776662082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4z-OyzYkI/AAAAAAAABhE/5Rq3Wxe7HRI/s320/100_4358.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After about an hour or more of trying to get it going after the lighter fluid he decided to get the big guns out...gas. Lets just say the wet brush was no match.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4z-VpXLBI/AAAAAAAABhU/0XR_AaownCY/s1600-h/100_4361.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250691361616112658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4z-VpXLBI/AAAAAAAABhU/0XR_AaownCY/s320/100_4361.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We were able to enjoy some roasted <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">wienies</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">smo'res</span>. The most shocking of all is Mallory didn't like toasted marshmallows...she isn't our child.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4z-vkV-GI/AAAAAAAABhc/rqPmk7HoEwU/s1600-h/100_4363.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250691368574384226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4z-vkV-GI/AAAAAAAABhc/rqPmk7HoEwU/s320/100_4363.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Earlier on Saturday I went to the Moms2Moms sale in Liberty. I was able to get some good things for cheap. I was mostly looking for play clothes for Mallory. I was able to buy her a couple of dresses for this winter.<br />Mal trying out her new wings and tutu...how cute<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4zRROk98I/AAAAAAAABgk/fFB4PihJT78/s1600-h/100_4353.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250690587335915458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4zRROk98I/AAAAAAAABgk/fFB4PihJT78/s320/100_4353.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I must admit my little girl is a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">girly</span>-girl. She loves her shoes, purses, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">bracelets</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">dress-up</span> clothes.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4zRpXNXVI/AAAAAAAABgs/WTxRQG0P_VQ/s1600-h/100_4354.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250690593814568274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4zRpXNXVI/AAAAAAAABgs/WTxRQG0P_VQ/s320/100_4354.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Playing w/ a punching ball. I tried to talk her out of taking it outside...knowing it would get popped, but I guess some lessons have to be learned on their own. Luckily I bought a package of 3 so she wasn't too upset when she saw we had another one.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4zR1mxCLI/AAAAAAAABg0/YJ51Szh7foU/s1600-h/100_4355.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250690597101045938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SN4zR1mxCLI/AAAAAAAABg0/YJ51Szh7foU/s320/100_4355.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />No new baby news. I am going to the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">dr</span> every week now. Last week my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">BP</span> was 130/68 and the baby was 144 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">bpm</span> (beats per minute)...which is going down from 150s but still very healthy. Josh was very happy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">because</span> this means its in the 'boy' heartbeat range...lower for a boy, higher for a girl. I do remember Mallory's going up into the 160s the last couple of appointments we had before she came into the world. So we will see in about 4 weeks if it's a boy or girl. Josh is so funny because <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">every time</span> I say something about the baby being here in about 4 weeks he looks at me and says don't say that. In a way we are both nervous, excited, scared about what is to come. Regardless we are going to do great and adjustment is just one more step to being a bigger family.<br />I think the funniest question I have gotten so far during this pregnancy is if we are going to have more kids. 1) why would you ask a 9 mo pregnant woman that 2)I just say if we are going to have more it will <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">defiantly</span> be when Mallory is in <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">kindergarten</span>/1st grade. But a lot can change between now and then. Only God knows when when will have more children. I am looking forward to enjoying the two I have for now.<br />I catch myself getting frustrated w/ Mallory or things that aren't done around the house and I have to realize that this is precious time I have w/ her and before long there will be another one that requires attention. So that means my house is a total mess...so don't be shocked when you come over:)Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-30556609790769212142008-09-18T06:56:00.008-05:002008-09-18T15:34:34.643-05:00Rain, Rain go awayWell it's been a busy time for us lately. I have been working on the nursery like a mad woman...and I'm almost done. I just have to get some toys organized then I can officially retire from that room until the baby gets here. Of course Mallory has had fun checking out all the 'new' toys and testing them out.<br />So this is a little of what we've been up to lately:<br /><br />Last Wednesday we went to playgroup knowing that we were going to throw a "Happy Baby" shower for one of the moms Jen (due Oct 4)...low and behold I had no idea they included me. Those sneaky girls really pulled a fast one on me. We had a great time and I LOVE the diaper cake...I can't believe how small size 1 diapers are. It's amazing how just over 2 years ago I met these woman by chance and now they are some of the closest friends I have. THANK YOU girls for everything you've done. I'm looking forward to many, many more years to come (and kids)!!!<br />Here is a picture of Jen and I showing our bellies<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJFnQVaB4I/AAAAAAAABf8/q9KPKS6rkzI/s1600-h/100_4323.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247333056542017410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJFnQVaB4I/AAAAAAAABf8/q9KPKS6rkzI/s320/100_4323.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Pic of the diaper cakes and some yummy cake Megan made<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJFnt9g9uI/AAAAAAAABgE/FVxymqC4SXY/s1600-h/100_4325.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247333064494872290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJFnt9g9uI/AAAAAAAABgE/FVxymqC4SXY/s320/100_4325.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />As I said earlier Mallory has been very interested in all of these 'new' baby toys. I'm not to thrilled about letting her sit in things or get in the crib and play w/ baby toys...but she wasn't backing down on the bouncy. She loves this thing...which is ironic because she hated it when she was a baby. I have to remind her that it is for the baby and when the baby comes it gets a turn in the bouncy. It's really like the ultimate lounge chair for her...see below.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJFoFxb1pI/AAAAAAAABgM/Ng9L7w0n66U/s1600-h/100_4347.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247333070886655634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJFoFxb1pI/AAAAAAAABgM/Ng9L7w0n66U/s320/100_4347.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJFoK2oncI/AAAAAAAABgU/5PljAOTYNs0/s1600-h/100_4349.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247333072250641858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJFoK2oncI/AAAAAAAABgU/5PljAOTYNs0/s320/100_4349.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Apparently</span> Mallory has been talking to Nacho about how great the bouncy is, so he wanted to get in on the action. Hey at least we have 2 automatic seat warmers:)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJFof3koKI/AAAAAAAABgc/T-lKPNQ5Nd0/s1600-h/100_4350.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247333077891719330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJFof3koKI/AAAAAAAABgc/T-lKPNQ5Nd0/s320/100_4350.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />It's been raining quite a bit lately because of all the hurricane stuff blowing our way. Mallory <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">absolutely</span> LOVES it because we let her play in the puddles. I must say playing in puddles after it rained was one of my fondest memories when I was a child<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJEZPCyTDI/AAAAAAAABfc/gErBpTfRV2w/s1600-h/100_4334.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247331716165684274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJEZPCyTDI/AAAAAAAABfc/gErBpTfRV2w/s320/100_4334.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and dad w/ their matching <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">galoshes</span> on<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJEZWqkTKI/AAAAAAAABfk/Su6o-IheoG4/s1600-h/100_4339.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247331718211587234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJEZWqkTKI/AAAAAAAABfk/Su6o-IheoG4/s320/100_4339.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Taking a seat for a moment<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJEZjUamtI/AAAAAAAABfs/FaySG92n6aI/s1600-h/100_4343.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247331721608338130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJEZjUamtI/AAAAAAAABfs/FaySG92n6aI/s320/100_4343.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory was trying to give dad a hint about mowing the lawn<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJEZywTSFI/AAAAAAAABf0/7dd8ST8JqME/s1600-h/100_4345.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247331725751830610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJEZywTSFI/AAAAAAAABf0/7dd8ST8JqME/s320/100_4345.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />These pictures are from earlier in the week. I can't get enough of my little girl <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">thoroughly</span> enjoying herself.<br />Checking outside to see if its still raining<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJD0tn36jI/AAAAAAAABe8/PfFYTg68GJg/s1600-h/100_4312.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247331088719145522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJD0tn36jI/AAAAAAAABe8/PfFYTg68GJg/s320/100_4312.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We have a creek that runs behind our house and it doesn't take much for the water to come up. In the middle of the picture is the bridge (the sides stand about 3 1/2 maybe 4 feet tall...the bridge itself is probably about 10 feet above the creek)...to give you some perspective on how high it gets. But as soon as it stops raining it doesn't take long for it to go back down.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJD05M3b8I/AAAAAAAABfE/CkYi1p4V5DQ/s1600-h/100_4313.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247331091827093442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJD05M3b8I/AAAAAAAABfE/CkYi1p4V5DQ/s320/100_4313.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Splashing around<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJD1OMu77I/AAAAAAAABfM/I3nZiG4qAng/s1600-h/100_4321.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247331097463680946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJD1OMu77I/AAAAAAAABfM/I3nZiG4qAng/s320/100_4321.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJD1Wolb1I/AAAAAAAABfU/tjHuLbTg6fE/s1600-h/100_4322.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247331099727982418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJD1Wolb1I/AAAAAAAABfU/tjHuLbTg6fE/s320/100_4322.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On Sept 6<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">th</span> Mallory and I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">attempted</span> to go to Ballet in the Park at Powell Gardens (about an hour south from Liberty). It had been raining on and off all day...but I called right before we left to see if it was still on...and it was. By the time we got there they had cancelled it. We were both sad but had a good time anyway.<br />Mal eating the picnic dinner on the car. They closed the gardens at 6 so we weren't able to see anything.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJDKQxHQrI/AAAAAAAABek/i1PFMahhjP4/s1600-h/100_4288.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247330359418766002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJDKQxHQrI/AAAAAAAABek/i1PFMahhjP4/s320/100_4288.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mommy and Mal shot<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJDKnQcs2I/AAAAAAAABes/xYtyuEypJCE/s1600-h/100_4289.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247330365455774562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJDKnQcs2I/AAAAAAAABes/xYtyuEypJCE/s320/100_4289.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Cheetoe</span> hands<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJDLDeOwjI/AAAAAAAABe0/esfWwhyEN4k/s1600-h/100_4293.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247330373029773874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJDLDeOwjI/AAAAAAAABe0/esfWwhyEN4k/s320/100_4293.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This one is for Aunt <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Lala</span>. She got her this tutu for Christmas last year and she is finally able to wear it. It is really, really hard for me to convince her to take it off during nap time and when she goes to bed. She is so cute though (don't mind the messy hair).<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJCr-XxXLI/AAAAAAAABd8/YNzGqN6ngqU/s1600-h/100_4265.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247329839084559538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJCr-XxXLI/AAAAAAAABd8/YNzGqN6ngqU/s320/100_4265.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJCsMjdlxI/AAAAAAAABeE/iWcalJ3tJTQ/s1600-h/100_4264.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247329842891691794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJCsMjdlxI/AAAAAAAABeE/iWcalJ3tJTQ/s320/100_4264.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Some family time outside...notice the tutu<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJCsfGsFfI/AAAAAAAABeM/CmXgoyRzIw8/s1600-h/100_4268.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247329847871280626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJCsfGsFfI/AAAAAAAABeM/CmXgoyRzIw8/s320/100_4268.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJCsiVm1QI/AAAAAAAABeU/QtiZcZ-Z9cM/s1600-h/100_4281.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247329848739157250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJCsiVm1QI/AAAAAAAABeU/QtiZcZ-Z9cM/s320/100_4281.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />She is getting pretty good at kicking the ball. We are working on throwing and catching next<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJCs5Qj45I/AAAAAAAABec/nozrkz4Htjk/s1600-h/100_4271.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247329854892008338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SNJCs5Qj45I/AAAAAAAABec/nozrkz4Htjk/s320/100_4271.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So that is our life lately. I'm deeply into my nesting stage. Since I have the nursery pretty much done I have moved onto closets and cabinets...I'm driving Josh nuts. It's one project after another. I figure I won't have time after the baby to really do anything besides shower and sleep...hopefully I will be able to do more then that but you never know.<br />We had our 33 week check up last Wednesday. Things are good...though I did get a 'watch the fried foods and sweets' warning. I've only gained 20 lbs but I was 20lbs heavier when I got pregnant. Despite the warning I'm still eating what I want in moderation...I'll worry about watching what I eat after the baby. My <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">BP</span> was good and the baby's heartbeat was 155 (good and healthy). We have another <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">appointment</span> on the 24<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">th</span> (week 35), after that I start going every week. So It's onto the home stretch...how exciting.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-25223697944088545522008-08-25T08:37:00.014-05:002008-09-03T15:47:56.835-05:00Baby Brain = Lack of Posts<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ok</span>, so the baby brain is really getting to me...and I'm getting extremely lazy/tired. This is what we have been up to the last month. Just so you know these are totally out of order.<br />Today we went to Jen and P's house to celebrate Preston and Lucy's 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">nd</span> b-day. Everyone had a blast.<br />Moms and babes: (l to r floor): Emily and Mallory & pumpkin, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Melana</span>, Zach and Luke, Jen, Preston and Sprout (due October 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span>); (L to R top): Megan and Oliver, Lacy and Ethan, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Nanthida</span>, Zoe and Lucy<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7oA6MGBNI/AAAAAAAABdU/IAR8wZ6AMSo/s1600-h/100_4257.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241882118623462610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7oA6MGBNI/AAAAAAAABdU/IAR8wZ6AMSo/s320/100_4257.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory found this toy and thought it was a heart <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Doppler</span> (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">dr</span>. office uses it to check the baby's heartbeat). 1st thing she did was lift up my shirt...then she did it to herself.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7oBWyv-tI/AAAAAAAABdc/UVc-Su05qEk/s1600-h/100_4244.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241882126301788882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7oBWyv-tI/AAAAAAAABdc/UVc-Su05qEk/s320/100_4244.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Preston got this awesome toy...a moonwalk/bouncer thing. The kids had a blast...and no cracked skulls or broken bones<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7oBkB7_dI/AAAAAAAABdk/XLF_GeyARlc/s1600-h/100_4239.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241882129855151570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7oBkB7_dI/AAAAAAAABdk/XLF_GeyARlc/s320/100_4239.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />P was giving Mallory some love for the present she gave him.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7oB1TsHxI/AAAAAAAABds/ykYHU9WElFk/s1600-h/100_4259.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241882134493011730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7oB1TsHxI/AAAAAAAABds/ykYHU9WElFk/s320/100_4259.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />And some sugar...Mallory wasn't too thrilled about it but it was super cute.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7oCN1srjI/AAAAAAAABd0/d7aDbz0qgOI/s1600-h/100_4260.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241882141078105650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7oCN1srjI/AAAAAAAABd0/d7aDbz0qgOI/s320/100_4260.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Ethan and Mal coloring w/ their Elmo hats on.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7nMndq35I/AAAAAAAABc0/i74EAznY_L0/s1600-h/100_4235.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241881220243709842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7nMndq35I/AAAAAAAABc0/i74EAznY_L0/s320/100_4235.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Lucy and P mowing down on some cake.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7nM55VNZI/AAAAAAAABc8/ppFCf_FZuuU/s1600-h/100_4255.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241881225191568786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7nM55VNZI/AAAAAAAABc8/ppFCf_FZuuU/s320/100_4255.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal eating her frosting covered rice crispy treat. I feel so bad for her because I can tell she really wants to mow down on a cupcake. I need to make a batch and keep it in the freezer for situations like this. She's a trooper though.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7nNBRQsZI/AAAAAAAABdE/cAiZdK3fZDQ/s1600-h/100_4248.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241881227170984338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7nNBRQsZI/AAAAAAAABdE/cAiZdK3fZDQ/s320/100_4248.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Baby Luke mowing down. <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7nNlBTWbI/AAAAAAAABdM/GFkE8HvKnPE/s1600-h/100_4256.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241881236767726002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7nNlBTWbI/AAAAAAAABdM/GFkE8HvKnPE/s320/100_4256.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Our big girl is in her BIG bed. This was her 1st night in the bed. She did really good and loves it. Just a couple more things to hang on the wall and her room will be done.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7mc-ogcXI/AAAAAAAABcc/rYnNFLwoBLw/s1600-h/100_4223.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241880401829458290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7mc-ogcXI/AAAAAAAABcc/rYnNFLwoBLw/s320/100_4223.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Playing in the dirt. My mom and dad were in town this weekend, but of course I didn't get any pictures...again baby brain.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7mdX5EHgI/AAAAAAAABck/cvhnvI_X9D8/s1600-h/100_4228.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241880408609791490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7mdX5EHgI/AAAAAAAABck/cvhnvI_X9D8/s320/100_4228.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7mdn0aYTI/AAAAAAAABcs/0y5WgFIqPPQ/s1600-h/100_4235.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Last Wednesday Mal and I met <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Melana</span> and the boys at Penguin Park for a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">playdate</span>. Mallory had a blast...despite it being really warm. She didn't want to leave.<br />Being a monkey<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7l2uHmEZI/AAAAAAAABb8/gvPuSdMNbQ0/s1600-h/100_4217.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879744561418642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7l2uHmEZI/AAAAAAAABb8/gvPuSdMNbQ0/s320/100_4217.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Riding the frog.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7l3OR4oCI/AAAAAAAABcE/zYIFGUaS6Yc/s1600-h/100_4220.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879753194512418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7l3OR4oCI/AAAAAAAABcE/zYIFGUaS6Yc/s320/100_4220.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Zach riding the duck<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7l3pBAvhI/AAAAAAAABcM/g75CawInlRs/s1600-h/100_4221.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879760371498514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7l3pBAvhI/AAAAAAAABcM/g75CawInlRs/s320/100_4221.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Swinging on the tire swing<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7l37wGPrI/AAAAAAAABcU/1tbi07ZOd2c/s1600-h/100_4222.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879765400829618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7l37wGPrI/AAAAAAAABcU/1tbi07ZOd2c/s320/100_4222.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On August 7<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">th</span> my brother called and says "Hey Marcy and I are getting married next Saturday in Pennsylvania and we really want you to come." So Josh and I thought long and hard about it and decided it would be a lot of fun to take a road trip (because plane tickets were $1600 for all 3 of us). So we left on Thursday, August 14<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">th</span> @ 3pm and got into State College, PA (home of the Penn State <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">Nittnay</span> Lions) on the 15<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">th</span> around 4:30pm. It was quite an adventure but I wouldn't change a second of it. So here are some pics from the trip...out of order. Enjoy:<br />Penn State has it's own creamery and man was it yummy. Cute pics of Mal enjoying her mint chocolate chip<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7lOOtKYlI/AAAAAAAABbU/bMnDLUavGCM/s1600-h/100_4159.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879048934285906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7lOOtKYlI/AAAAAAAABbU/bMnDLUavGCM/s320/100_4159.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7lOjXyqPI/AAAAAAAABbc/1dQ_dq8M8v4/s1600-h/100_4161.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879054481795314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7lOjXyqPI/AAAAAAAABbc/1dQ_dq8M8v4/s320/100_4161.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The whole <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Bidney</span> clan (minus my grandma...she wasn't feeling well and stayed at the hotel): (l to r): Emily, Mallory, Josh, Grandpa Bill, Laura, Susie (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Oma</span>), Marcy, Drew and Dean (g-pa)<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7lO1H7f1I/AAAAAAAABbk/49PDPo9iTCg/s1600-h/100_4168.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879059247103826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7lO1H7f1I/AAAAAAAABbk/49PDPo9iTCg/s320/100_4168.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Marcy's brother Stephen and his family took a tour of the campus w/ us. Mallory made fast friends w/ his girls: Sadie, Mal and Emily...the only one missing was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Pagie</span>.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7lPNlzu-I/AAAAAAAABbs/-oh4sIjVfuA/s1600-h/100_4157.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879065814875106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7lPNlzu-I/AAAAAAAABbs/-oh4sIjVfuA/s320/100_4157.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Oma</span> and Mallory<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7lPrpnCII/AAAAAAAABb0/xB5T6SAmvho/s1600-h/100_4172.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241879073883883650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7lPrpnCII/AAAAAAAABb0/xB5T6SAmvho/s320/100_4172.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Beaver Stadium. Just to give you some perspective...Arrowhead <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Stadium</span> (home of the Chiefs) holds about 79,500 fans. Beaver <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Stadium</span> holds close to 90,000 fans and is sold out every game. If you look closely, on the grass are parking spots. Each and every inch of the campus is taken up by die-hard Penn State fans on game day.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7kchLJl3I/AAAAAAAABa0/8bpS7XZ7TyY/s1600-h/100_4143.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241878194898442098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7kchLJl3I/AAAAAAAABa0/8bpS7XZ7TyY/s320/100_4143.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Me w/ Papa Joe <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Paterno</span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7kcwv03sI/AAAAAAAABa8/5ToOyBYMu-k/s1600-h/100_4148.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241878199078805186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7kcwv03sI/AAAAAAAABa8/5ToOyBYMu-k/s320/100_4148.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The old admin <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">building</span><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7kdFhlkBI/AAAAAAAABbE/x4aquwRyX1s/s1600-h/100_4153.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241878204656226322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7kdFhlkBI/AAAAAAAABbE/x4aquwRyX1s/s320/100_4153.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The library where Marcy works: <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">Pattee</span> Library & <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Paterno</span> Library<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7kddQaWYI/AAAAAAAABbM/1-9GvqidUnQ/s1600-h/100_4154.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241878211026639234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7kddQaWYI/AAAAAAAABbM/1-9GvqidUnQ/s320/100_4154.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">Bidney</span> clan: Laura, me and Drew. Drew is telling the baby 'boy' (that's what he thinks it is) to come out.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7j0dfoyJI/AAAAAAAABaM/5DBfkar_icg/s1600-h/100_4133.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241877506715863186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7j0dfoyJI/AAAAAAAABaM/5DBfkar_icg/s320/100_4133.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sibling picture. <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7j0ogJ15I/AAAAAAAABaU/0RbmFcsXSAA/s1600-h/sib.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241877509670819730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7j0ogJ15I/AAAAAAAABaU/0RbmFcsXSAA/s320/sib.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and Aunt Lala<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7j0y3WHUI/AAAAAAAABac/V6m5u4I2A6I/s1600-h/lala.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241877512452447554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7j0y3WHUI/AAAAAAAABac/V6m5u4I2A6I/s320/lala.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Marcy and her nieces: Pagie, Sadie and Emily<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7j03pUWyI/AAAAAAAABak/yl70L6gzbfQ/s1600-h/mar.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241877513735789346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7j03pUWyI/AAAAAAAABak/yl70L6gzbfQ/s320/mar.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The newly married couple and the flower girls.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7j1M9zwaI/AAAAAAAABas/Vn3X-lMEwZk/s1600-h/100_4137.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241877519458877858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7j1M9zwaI/AAAAAAAABas/Vn3X-lMEwZk/s320/100_4137.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On the way out to PA we stopped in Indianpolis to stay w/ Josh's cousin TJ and Sarah. We didn't get in until about 1am. Mallory was hyped up from being in the car so we let her play for a little while, then I tried to get her down so Josh and TJ could catch up. I could not get her to settle down for anything. She was screaming and throwing a fit...by this time it was 3 in the morning and Sarah and TJ had to get up in 3 hours...we were so scared that we were keeping them up, so we decided to take off and continue on. <br />Here is the pic of Mal when we left TJ and Sarah's house.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7jSrhOngI/AAAAAAAABZk/vV_YT0kQk3U/s1600-h/100_4108.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241876926365081090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7jSrhOngI/AAAAAAAABZk/vV_YT0kQk3U/s320/100_4108.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This was 10 minutes after we left<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7jSxX4YNI/AAAAAAAABZs/aScck7cc7wc/s1600-h/100_4111.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241876927936487634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7jSxX4YNI/AAAAAAAABZs/aScck7cc7wc/s320/100_4111.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Josh driving at 4 am. We drove for about an hour and stopped at a rest area to get a couple of hours of sleep in before we made the rest of of the trip. That was an exciting part of our trip. Once we got to State College we were exhausted...but really glad we made it. Josh and I had to switch driving almost every hour because we were so tired.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7jTGXMyVI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lT_iINugsho/s1600-h/100_4109.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241876933570775378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7jTGXMyVI/AAAAAAAABZ0/lT_iINugsho/s320/100_4109.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Josh and Drew getting ready for the rehersal dinner in the park. The kids had a blast running around.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7jTWc9aNI/AAAAAAAABZ8/CGuuUbkLiPo/s1600-h/100_4117.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241876937889900754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7jTWc9aNI/AAAAAAAABZ8/CGuuUbkLiPo/s320/100_4117.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This is the church they got married in. It was beautiful. Congrats Drew and Marcy. We were honored to attend your wedding. Can't wait to come out and visit again. <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7jT6UzwYI/AAAAAAAABaE/eBmqF1rk1uM/s1600-h/100_4125.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241876947519390082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7jT6UzwYI/AAAAAAAABaE/eBmqF1rk1uM/s320/100_4125.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />About 2 weeks ago I saw my friend Elizabeth and her new addition to the family: Natalie Faye. She looks just like her sister. I can't believe she is a month old already.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7iRU2AsPI/AAAAAAAABZU/AuurkqzO8FA/s1600-h/100_4176.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241875803586736370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7iRU2AsPI/AAAAAAAABZU/AuurkqzO8FA/s320/100_4176.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Adrienne, Mallory and Natalie. Mal loved holding Natalie, except when she cried.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7iR6fyOHI/AAAAAAAABZc/HDPvPZH-2jE/s1600-h/100_4178.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241875813694060658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SL7iR6fyOHI/AAAAAAAABZc/HDPvPZH-2jE/s320/100_4178.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal wearing her cool dudes.<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SLK2-sXi09I/AAAAAAAABYk/Oj9KTSJZhAo/s1600-h/100_4097.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238450504763364306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SLK2-sXi09I/AAAAAAAABYk/Oj9KTSJZhAo/s320/100_4097.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and BFF Janie. Janie is now in kindergarten so we don't get to see her every Tuesday anymore. Mallory still wakes up and asks where Janie is.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SLK2_GZLzxI/AAAAAAAABYs/Gu6NA5OPjA4/s1600-h/100_4100.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238450511749566226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SLK2_GZLzxI/AAAAAAAABYs/Gu6NA5OPjA4/s320/100_4100.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Playing in the pool<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SLK2_qNRm9I/AAAAAAAABY0/oycivt1j5bQ/s1600-h/100_4104.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238450521363291090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SLK2_qNRm9I/AAAAAAAABY0/oycivt1j5bQ/s320/100_4104.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SLK2__6U1-I/AAAAAAAABY8/1jPeDoBOxRw/s1600-h/100_4105.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238450527189391330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SLK2__6U1-I/AAAAAAAABY8/1jPeDoBOxRw/s320/100_4105.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SLK2baIDzDI/AAAAAAAABYE/08eWchot7GI/s1600-h/100_4173.jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SLK2b8wUzcI/AAAAAAAABYM/w2t4XXNuF9c/s1600-h/100_4178.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Such a big girl w/ her sunglasses and purse.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SLK2cMinY-I/AAAAAAAABYU/V1SROEu6WXA/s1600-h/100_4182.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238449912104313826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SLK2cMinY-I/AAAAAAAABYU/V1SROEu6WXA/s320/100_4182.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SLK2cSOjz-I/AAAAAAAABYc/HgzzpqpJuos/s1600-h/100_4183.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So that concludes the photo show. You'd think that I'd have more pictures to post...but again baby brain gets the best of me and I forget I have a camera sometimes. <br />The baby is doing great. I have another appointment next Wednesday. I can't believe we have 8 weeks left. My debate now is trying to decide when to wash all the baby clothes and put them away. I'll probably wait until early October so I'm not too far ahead of myself. <br />Mallory has done great w/ her new room. She doesn't even go into her old room...unless she wants to rock. We are keeping the rocking chair in the baby's room, so we have cut the rocking out of the night time routine. I can tell she misses it, but she will soon forget...until the baby gets here:) We need to find a small rocking chair just for her.<br />So unless baby brain makes things worse, I hope to post again soon. Sorry to all of those that check this often.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-76304761008569092912008-08-06T13:44:00.006-05:002008-08-12T08:58:17.986-05:00FriendsLast Wednesday I talked Josh into staying home from work so we could go to the Kansas City Zoo for just $2 each. We didn't even have to pay for Mallory, so in total we only spent $4. Luckily it wasn't too hot in the beginning...but as the day went on the sun came out and it got steamy. We left around 1pm. Everyone was ready to go by then. We didn't see Africa...but that's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ok</span>, we'll catch it next time.<br />Mal pushing the stroller...she's going to be a great big sister<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBxK_3463I/AAAAAAAABXs/q1AhVUiMUs8/s1600-h/100_4081.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233307200762997618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBxK_3463I/AAAAAAAABXs/q1AhVUiMUs8/s320/100_4081.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and Oliver in the snake head thingy at the zoo<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBwr4IL4tI/AAAAAAAABXc/IPI4Nr7tPc8/s1600-h/100_4077.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233306666107921106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBwr4IL4tI/AAAAAAAABXc/IPI4Nr7tPc8/s320/100_4077.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dad and Mal walking like a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Meerkat</span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBwsFkyvtI/AAAAAAAABXk/Ohc5Vze2-s4/s1600-h/100_4080.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233306669717569234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBwsFkyvtI/AAAAAAAABXk/Ohc5Vze2-s4/s320/100_4080.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Standing in front of the lion <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">fountain</span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBxLfaZxTI/AAAAAAAABX0/klYAxxnYdsA/s1600-h/100_4085.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233307209229255986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBxLfaZxTI/AAAAAAAABX0/klYAxxnYdsA/s320/100_4085.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cookie face after we ate lunch<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBxLt5P03I/AAAAAAAABX8/hDxkuIJmlxQ/s1600-h/100_4091.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233307213116724082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBxLt5P03I/AAAAAAAABX8/hDxkuIJmlxQ/s320/100_4091.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Janie has been coming over every Tuesday for about a month now. We are very sad that today will be her last Tuesday...she is starting <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">kindergarten</span> next week. What a big girl. I know Mallory will miss her dearly.<br />Mallory and Janie playing a game of Holy board (it's kind of like washers)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBwnqeZ_nI/AAAAAAAABXE/3kOPSZDH-KM/s1600-h/100_4065.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233306593723547250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBwnqeZ_nI/AAAAAAAABXE/3kOPSZDH-KM/s320/100_4065.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />G & G <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Edsall</span> would be proud...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Gpa</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Edsall</span> made these boards for me. I haven't used them much but the girls enjoyed them<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBwoRmMDAI/AAAAAAAABXM/pVOLEj1IMhg/s1600-h/100_4066.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233306604225170434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBwoRmMDAI/AAAAAAAABXM/pVOLEj1IMhg/s320/100_4066.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Look at how grown up Mallory looks w/ my high heels on.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBwor-BcpI/AAAAAAAABXU/_iLMfhKxDRE/s1600-h/100_4067.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233306611304460946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBwor-BcpI/AAAAAAAABXU/_iLMfhKxDRE/s320/100_4067.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dad helping Mallory w/ her golf swing<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBv4ISnikI/AAAAAAAABWc/a0UmXaHwu4U/s1600-h/100_4038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233305777093446210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBv4ISnikI/AAAAAAAABWc/a0UmXaHwu4U/s320/100_4038.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A couple of Monday's ago I watched my friend Aron's kids. We had a blast at the park. After all the playing we took a snack break.<br />Abby, Mallory and Anthony<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBv49T1X1I/AAAAAAAABWk/7fryRORHKGk/s1600-h/100_4041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233305791325626194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBv49T1X1I/AAAAAAAABWk/7fryRORHKGk/s320/100_4041.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cheese to the camera<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBv5wuu2zI/AAAAAAAABWs/1uBK032yC4A/s1600-h/100_4047.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233305805128653618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBv5wuu2zI/AAAAAAAABWs/1uBK032yC4A/s320/100_4047.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Some of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">ol</span>' G-land girls have been getting together for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">playdates</span>. It's the 1st playgroup we have been in that hasn't been dominated by boys.<br />Addie, Mallory and Lucy being goofy<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBv6GUbrQI/AAAAAAAABW0/s6EykGaDWEY/s1600-h/100_4061.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233305810923924738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBv6GUbrQI/AAAAAAAABW0/s6EykGaDWEY/s320/100_4061.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory getting some practice in for the new baby<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBv6x7zp4I/AAAAAAAABW8/DbEqR4J-7k8/s1600-h/100_4063.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233305822631798658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBv6x7zp4I/AAAAAAAABW8/DbEqR4J-7k8/s320/100_4063.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A couple weeks ago we went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Da</span> and Charles' for yummy dinner. Mallory and Lucy had a grand time playing. It was so cute because they were giggling like crazy. Wish I could have gotten it on video<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBu-u7MYkI/AAAAAAAABV8/8Y1dJFmGy50/s1600-h/100_4023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233304791031767618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBu-u7MYkI/AAAAAAAABV8/8Y1dJFmGy50/s320/100_4023.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Practicing their <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">wrestling</span> moves<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBu_A-OvFI/AAAAAAAABWE/0R6bazPe3eU/s1600-h/100_4030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233304795876342866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBu_A-OvFI/AAAAAAAABWE/0R6bazPe3eU/s320/100_4030.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A hug...or elbow???<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBu_vcoBKI/AAAAAAAABWM/Kqd2X7ezlAQ/s1600-h/100_4031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233304808351859874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBu_vcoBKI/AAAAAAAABWM/Kqd2X7ezlAQ/s320/100_4031.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I guess Lucy makes a good seat<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBvAEHbnVI/AAAAAAAABWU/f8Cex_C3G8k/s1600-h/100_4033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233304813900111186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBvAEHbnVI/AAAAAAAABWU/f8Cex_C3G8k/s320/100_4033.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I'm sure you all want to see this...a belly pic. This was taken at 25 weeks. I'll be 29 weeks tomorrow. I had my glucose <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">appointment</span> yesterday. I should find out about the blood work in a couple of days (hopefully I hear nothing...no news is good news). Everything looks and sounds good. The baby's heartbeat was 150...it was around 153 at the last <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">appointment</span>. I have one more 4 week <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">appointment</span> then it's every 2 weeks until 36 weeks, then it's once a week until the end. Time is flying by...and we still have a lot to get done.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBu99aFHMI/AAAAAAAABV0/R_mxywZVbtI/s1600-h/100_4018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233304777739541698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SKBu99aFHMI/AAAAAAAABV0/R_mxywZVbtI/s320/100_4018.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So that's what we have been up to, just visiting w/ friends and have a good time before the summer is over.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-17034941615078197072008-07-14T22:29:00.006-05:002008-07-15T10:55:55.141-05:00Summer FunAs promised 2 more weeks worth the pictures.<br />Josh, Mallory and I went to the Royals game on Saturday. They did Christmas in July, so we got some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Santa</span> hats. It was a lot of fun. By about the 7<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> inning Mallory was ready to go.<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzA2t2mffI/AAAAAAAABVk/5DKjEjtKDnE/s1600-h/100_4009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223261714097012210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzA2t2mffI/AAAAAAAABVk/5DKjEjtKDnE/s320/100_4009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory and mommy<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzA3UUc66I/AAAAAAAABVs/1KewjxKji3o/s1600-h/100_4010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223261724422761378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzA3UUc66I/AAAAAAAABVs/1KewjxKji3o/s320/100_4010.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Last week we watched Mallory's <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">BFF</span> Janie. The girls had a blast doing stuff outside.<br />Mallory is saying 'cheese' in this picture<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzAcxreIBI/AAAAAAAABVE/VlFxObqMK1s/s1600-h/100_3992.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223261268447469586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzAcxreIBI/AAAAAAAABVE/VlFxObqMK1s/s320/100_3992.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />eating <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Popsicles</span><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzAdHEk7fI/AAAAAAAABVM/CFVq1qNBOKo/s1600-h/100_3999.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223261274189917682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzAdHEk7fI/AAAAAAAABVM/CFVq1qNBOKo/s320/100_3999.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />playing in the pool<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzAdjsY6kI/AAAAAAAABVU/i7vyjbSQbHw/s1600-h/100_4003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223261281873095234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzAdjsY6kI/AAAAAAAABVU/i7vyjbSQbHw/s320/100_4003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />swinging together...this was their favorite activity<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHy_sFdlw3I/AAAAAAAABUk/637wZyTVxK8/s1600-h/100_3977.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223260431944369010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHy_sFdlw3I/AAAAAAAABUk/637wZyTVxK8/s320/100_3977.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />There were a couple of times they got close to hitting each other but I intersected before there was a collision<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHy_tR3YvXI/AAAAAAAABU0/WZNavCcatKY/s1600-h/100_3990.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223260452453662066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHy_tR3YvXI/AAAAAAAABU0/WZNavCcatKY/s320/100_3990.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This was the only picture I could get with them both facing the same way<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzAcYBX44I/AAAAAAAABU8/ECU0cdh6lDI/s1600-h/100_3991.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223261261560013698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzAcYBX44I/AAAAAAAABU8/ECU0cdh6lDI/s320/100_3991.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />On July 3rd we went to Barb's co-workers house for fireworks. They were quite impressive...but Mallory wasn't very happy about it.<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHy_re6_k7I/AAAAAAAABUU/7kIwgZA0JeI/s1600-h/100_3951.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223260421598712754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHy_re6_k7I/AAAAAAAABUU/7kIwgZA0JeI/s320/100_3951.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />She would rip the shirt off your back if she could because they were so loud. Nana took her inside and she enjoyed them much better from afar.<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHy_r56cnLI/AAAAAAAABUc/uQr1l3WNkR8/s1600-h/100_3955.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223260428844178610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHy_r56cnLI/AAAAAAAABUc/uQr1l3WNkR8/s320/100_3955.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This was the 1st time we turned on the sprinkler...Mallory wasn't very happy about it. She kept her distance until I turned it off.<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHwav82i99I/AAAAAAAABT0/U-Fj9WhVvA8/s1600-h/100_3920.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223079078934018002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHwav82i99I/AAAAAAAABT0/U-Fj9WhVvA8/s320/100_3920.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Dad and Mal cooling off their feet after a long day<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzAeMEBNtI/AAAAAAAABVc/YtYyeugOqjg/s1600-h/100_4006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223261292709623506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHzAeMEBNtI/AAAAAAAABVc/YtYyeugOqjg/s320/100_4006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A couple of Saturday's ago we went to my friend Natalie and Thomas' house for a birthday/engagement party. They had a cool slip n' slide for the kids. Mallory wasn't into the sliding part too much but she enjoyed splashing around in the giant puddle<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHwawVMPWFI/AAAAAAAABT8/nhXs49KRNlI/s1600-h/100_3926.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223079085467457618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHwawVMPWFI/AAAAAAAABT8/nhXs49KRNlI/s320/100_3926.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We had our 24 week checkup last Friday. I was supposed to do my glucose test then but they postponed it until my 28 week checkup. Everything looks good. I've only gained 10 lbs so far. The baby's heartbeat was 150...it keeps going up. The 1st <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">appt</span> the baby's heartbeat was 143, then 146 and now 150. But to us that doesn't say anything about the gender because Mallory was in the 140/150 until the last 2 weeks...then her heartbeat shot up to 160. So we'll see what happens. It's hard to believe that this pregnancy is already 1/2 over. We still have a lot of work to get done before #2 comes along. Wish us luck. It's not easy getting stuff done w/ a toddler running around.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799761.post-84478547229976438802008-06-27T12:33:00.009-05:002008-09-05T14:24:02.649-05:00Good finds and great picturesI always feel I am about 2 weeks worth the pictures behind on the blog. By the time I post these I have 2 weeks on my camera I haven't loaded yet. We haven't been up to much lately. Just having fun and catching up with family.<br />Mal in her swing<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDC1mcL2GI/AAAAAAAABTM/xF_zEKsXox4/s1600-h/100_3843.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219886194230024290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDC1mcL2GI/AAAAAAAABTM/xF_zEKsXox4/s320/100_3843.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I know I probably have 20 million pictures of her in this swing but she just can't get enough. The outside routine is: swing for about 15 min then we got inside to get a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Popsicle that we eat outside</span>. I think she just wants to go outside so she can get a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Popsicle</span>.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDC1-1AQwI/AAAAAAAABTU/n4fexQzTV9E/s1600-h/100_3841.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219886200776573698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDC1-1AQwI/AAAAAAAABTU/n4fexQzTV9E/s320/100_3841.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />This would be the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Popsicle</span> eating part of the routine<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDC2XS-ChI/AAAAAAAABTc/RB80BYRycos/s1600-h/100_3851.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219886207344708114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDC2XS-ChI/AAAAAAAABTc/RB80BYRycos/s320/100_3851.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />She will take these huge bites then look at me like 'mom why did you let me do that'<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDC2sqzGdI/AAAAAAAABTk/ICqN4_VPSfU/s1600-h/100_3854.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219886213081799122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDC2sqzGdI/AAAAAAAABTk/ICqN4_VPSfU/s320/100_3854.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A couple of weekends ago we saw some family. It was great to get together and we got a couple of good family pics<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDCCgYGEfI/AAAAAAAABS0/NN3p2Cdz3J8/s1600-h/fam+pic+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219885316428927474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDCCgYGEfI/AAAAAAAABS0/NN3p2Cdz3J8/s320/fam+pic+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mallory loved pushing Eli...even though he is only 3-4 lbs shy of her weight. She is getting her big sister practice in<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDCDMAaGHI/AAAAAAAABS8/Vhwcs3-YdP0/s1600-h/100_3862.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219885328140736626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDCDMAaGHI/AAAAAAAABS8/Vhwcs3-YdP0/s320/100_3862.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />We stayed w/ cousin Holly and Chris. They have an awesome <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">hammock</span> in their back yard. Mallory and Josh really enjoyed it. I on the other hand had quite a hard time getting up...luckily no one had a camera around:)<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDBakcL4pI/AAAAAAAABSM/efY5Hsn-9bQ/s1600-h/100_3885.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219884630325060242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDBakcL4pI/AAAAAAAABSM/efY5Hsn-9bQ/s320/100_3885.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal and dad <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">relaxin</span>'<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDBbHC3uyI/AAAAAAAABSU/IuEUyktvBws/s1600-h/100_3886.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219884639614122786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDBbHC3uyI/AAAAAAAABSU/IuEUyktvBws/s320/100_3886.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Living the good life<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDBbbTLmjI/AAAAAAAABSc/-kSLhOSXogY/s1600-h/100_3890.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219884645051243058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDBbbTLmjI/AAAAAAAABSc/-kSLhOSXogY/s320/100_3890.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Until he had to get up:)<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDBb7l8PEI/AAAAAAAABSk/-dLtc8-lPtc/s1600-h/100_3893.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219884653719862338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDBb7l8PEI/AAAAAAAABSk/-dLtc8-lPtc/s320/100_3893.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal playing w/ <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Vivian</span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDBcbGNVHI/AAAAAAAABSs/TC8tWyZXofg/s1600-h/100_3892.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219884662176699506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDBcbGNVHI/AAAAAAAABSs/TC8tWyZXofg/s320/100_3892.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Eli vs Mallory...he might have the weight but she's got the height<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDAhacMOmI/AAAAAAAABRs/EXjIe4HO3o8/s1600-h/100_3898.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219883648388184674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDAhacMOmI/AAAAAAAABRs/EXjIe4HO3o8/s320/100_3898.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Belly picture. I know it isn't the best but at least I got one up.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDAhyTRt7I/AAAAAAAABR0/iET4hR3g9Ck/s1600-h/100_3903.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219883654793246642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDAhyTRt7I/AAAAAAAABR0/iET4hR3g9Ck/s320/100_3903.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mal posing for pictures. She is so big<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDAiM8XvDI/AAAAAAAABR8/yJBkg1ts-Yc/s1600-h/100_3905.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219883661944929330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDAiM8XvDI/AAAAAAAABR8/yJBkg1ts-Yc/s320/100_3905.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error">Oma</span> and Mal eating some frosting<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDAivPxARI/AAAAAAAABSE/gU9KYGEfTm0/s1600-h/100_3906.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219883671153082642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHDAivPxARI/AAAAAAAABSE/gU9KYGEfTm0/s320/100_3906.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />You know that one find you get at a garage sale that you are so proud of??? Well check mine out. And I got it for free...<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHC_2SVwdkI/AAAAAAAABRU/-2KHk12wVfs/s1600-h/100_3913.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219882907479340610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHC_2SVwdkI/AAAAAAAABRU/-2KHk12wVfs/s320/100_3913.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I use to have one of these when I was little...but I would stand on the saddle and bounce. I love this thing! Mallory is saying 'cheese' for the picture<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHC_2y16P7I/AAAAAAAABRc/x6JWFwRWViE/s1600-h/100_3911.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219882916204134322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lePKwZflMZc/SHC_2y16P7I/AAAAAAAABRc/x6JWFwRWViE/s320/100_3911.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />So that is our life in a nutshell for now. Like I said earlier I have about 2 weeks worth the pictures on my camera so I will be posting soon.<br />Oh yes...baby update. The baby is doing great. I am officially in the 6<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">th</span> month now. I have my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">dr</span> appointment next Friday to do the glucose test. Its hard to believe that in about 4 months this baby will be here. My mom and I went shopping yesterday for material to make blankets for the baby room. I must say I am nesting a lot more this time around. For example, I completely took the stroller and the car seat apart to wash it. I am ready to kick Mallory out of the crib and into her new room so that I can get the nursery put together. I have already pulled out all the neutral clothes and washed them...yet I have no place to put them...so I will just have to wash them again. Oh well at least I am prepared this time. With Mallory I was in labor washing baby clothes and putting the crib together.<br /><br />Anyway I will post again soon. Hope everyone had a happy and safe 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">th</span>.Sutton Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12370926826698205034noreply@blogger.com6