<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839</id><updated>2012-01-28T20:45:16.660-08:00</updated><category term='Eddy O.'/><title type='text'>The Shaw Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10836482812965008039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2FTs1lZMzh8/R9GHXoTJyvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/51BZC3hT9PY/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4425180002799177723</id><published>2012-01-27T12:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T12:53:50.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinkerbug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lulu has yet another nickname, "stinker-bugger-boo!"  She always seems to find some way to be a stinkin' troublemaker.  Like this little trick . . . &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9BCQnBlNRjg/TyMIWnIAHbI/AAAAAAAABkg/fLiHl8M_MXk/s1600/100_2110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9BCQnBlNRjg/TyMIWnIAHbI/AAAAAAAABkg/fLiHl8M_MXk/s320/100_2110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702410737733868978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;how in the world?!&lt;br /&gt;Well, she is a very determined climber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Next example, stairs &amp;amp; stools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This little stool has become her new best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IJ5R9-Hg7g4/TyMJKBJyilI/AAAAAAAABk4/gq0aPr0BWB0/s1600/LuLu%2BTrouble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IJ5R9-Hg7g4/TyMJKBJyilI/AAAAAAAABk4/gq0aPr0BWB0/s400/LuLu%2BTrouble.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702411620894018130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  I eventually give up in frustration and hide this little stool so I can get five minutes peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Her favorite trouble spot is the dog food which I hide behind the closed door of the laundry room, but if that door ever happens to open one little girl is there in seconds.  And this is the typical face that greets me, "Nothing mom, nothing naughty going on here.  Just me acting natural, nothing forced or weird about this smile.  Now turn around, I'm doing nothing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DFsWwjTh0Pc/TyMIWxDrQBI/AAAAAAAABks/SKEk36EvfWA/s1600/100_2240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DFsWwjTh0Pc/TyMIWxDrQBI/AAAAAAAABks/SKEk36EvfWA/s320/100_2240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702410740400078866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  I love this stinker-bugger-boo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-4425180002799177723?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4425180002799177723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=4425180002799177723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4425180002799177723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4425180002799177723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/tinkerbug.html' title='Tinkerbug'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9BCQnBlNRjg/TyMIWnIAHbI/AAAAAAAABkg/fLiHl8M_MXk/s72-c/100_2110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4150384367285434506</id><published>2012-01-26T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T17:28:00.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Eddy Otis&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; years old.  You got a brand new big boy bed that has a ladder, but you prefer to climb up the rocking chair and jump into bed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5bNNCTGp1Iw/TxTPkAfUk1I/AAAAAAAABjw/wFDRPLZAh10/s1600/100_2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5bNNCTGp1Iw/TxTPkAfUk1I/AAAAAAAABjw/wFDRPLZAh10/s400/100_2197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698407646044132178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You are in love with Lego Star Wars and divide your time between playing the wii, playing computer games (you love your brain games on UEN.org) and phone games.  Mom is so worried your brain will turn to mush so we keep you busy with preschool projects and tumbling.  You are learning how to do cartwheels which can be very tricky, but you are so strong and so fast.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5d_Zyi3jiHQ/TxTPlXsZGLI/AAAAAAAABkI/grl0EOopJic/s1600/100_2199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5d_Zyi3jiHQ/TxTPlXsZGLI/AAAAAAAABkI/grl0EOopJic/s400/100_2199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698407669452839090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You are a great big brother and are being so patient with your little sister who sometimes likes to hit.  You love to play with your cousins and our next neighbors, but Dad is your best friend.  You will eat anything and everything especially your fruits and vegetables.  For your birthday dinner you requested Ramen Noodles, but I promise mommy makes you real food too.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XqWTdUYf-V8/TxTPlt_6M9I/AAAAAAAABkU/z_Rnt0QNLJM/s1600/100_2202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XqWTdUYf-V8/TxTPlt_6M9I/AAAAAAAABkU/z_Rnt0QNLJM/s400/100_2202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698407675440280530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You love to talk and say surprising things like, "That terrified me," or "good job mom."  Your latest obsession is rhyming.  You are always so happy, so excited, so smart, so brave, so energized, so silly and so four-years-old.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2QdxIRowq0/TxTPkpwfxRI/AAAAAAAABj8/0O0iT_y2WZU/s1600/100_2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2QdxIRowq0/TxTPkpwfxRI/AAAAAAAABj8/0O0iT_y2WZU/s400/100_2198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698407657122022674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You are excited to have this new number and are already counting down the days until your next birthday.  So happy birthday wonderful boy, we love you very much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mom, Dad, and Lindsay Lu-bug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-51cea5bff5096556" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D51cea5bff5096556%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D86E6F662BF63FA3171B563E9C9E9943D208B5F9.1EE6D5ECD42C4ADD6ACA1C85C9AD71E2869E83E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D51cea5bff5096556%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHjNE3a84tmYVZj8ilhHOl4iEESc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D51cea5bff5096556%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321593%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D86E6F662BF63FA3171B563E9C9E9943D208B5F9.1EE6D5ECD42C4ADD6ACA1C85C9AD71E2869E83E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D51cea5bff5096556%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHjNE3a84tmYVZj8ilhHOl4iEESc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-4150384367285434506?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4150384367285434506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=4150384367285434506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4150384367285434506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4150384367285434506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5bNNCTGp1Iw/TxTPkAfUk1I/AAAAAAAABjw/wFDRPLZAh10/s72-c/100_2197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-673000425613746526</id><published>2012-01-17T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T18:20:00.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csWsOkTh_tA/TxOKWjryUqI/AAAAAAAABjY/eqExhRBkIto/s1600/100_2127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csWsOkTh_tA/TxOKWjryUqI/AAAAAAAABjY/eqExhRBkIto/s400/100_2127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698050073694458530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What I want to be a tradition is going to see the lights on temple square.  Brandt and I's first date was seeing the lights on temple square and we've only made it back once with edders, so this year I made the family go again.  I always seem to forget how COLD it can be.  But it was beautiful and I'm glad we went.  Brandt thought this picture summed up our night perfectly: Eddy cold and miserable, Lindsay can't even function between all her hats and gloves, and me with a huge, cheesy smile because I'm in heaven!  Ah, it's a wonderful life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0tj_GJsUFE/TxOKW3wWDcI/AAAAAAAABjg/Xz1yze7b4qk/s1600/100_2125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0tj_GJsUFE/TxOKW3wWDcI/AAAAAAAABjg/Xz1yze7b4qk/s400/100_2125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698050079082286530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-673000425613746526?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/673000425613746526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=673000425613746526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/673000425613746526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/673000425613746526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/lights.html' title='Lights!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-csWsOkTh_tA/TxOKWjryUqI/AAAAAAAABjY/eqExhRBkIto/s72-c/100_2127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-8659912140763043444</id><published>2012-01-15T17:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T18:20:17.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had a Christmas Eve party with the Chambers.  We had our traditional Christmas Breakfast Casserole and then the kids acted out the nativity.  There is my adorable Mary.  Eddy is Joseph with the donkey and sang his favorite primary song, "When Joseph Went to Bethlehem."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RCELvc21hkk/TxOCejIK53I/AAAAAAAABhU/9s5IXcdTL5Q/s1600/100_2154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RCELvc21hkk/TxOCejIK53I/AAAAAAAABhU/9s5IXcdTL5Q/s320/100_2154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698041414891005810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; My nephews had to appear ma-tour and wise, thus the facial hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6QOObG1HB78/TxOCf154TmI/AAAAAAAABhs/4OB8e52l3dM/s1600/100_2156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6QOObG1HB78/TxOCf154TmI/AAAAAAAABhs/4OB8e52l3dM/s320/100_2156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698041437111209570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  The night was not so merry for Eddy who puked five minutes after our first guest arrived and ended the evening with a few more rounds of not so pleasant projecting.  Then bright and early Christmas morning we awo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ke to the glorious sound of another round of retching from our sweet binzee-pie.  After a quick change she mustered up a smile for the camera and then it was on to presents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-58EbhgAKYJY/TxOCgXp_54I/AAAAAAAABh4/DSaq04MnT-A/s1600/100_2170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-58EbhgAKYJY/TxOCgXp_54I/AAAAAAAABh4/DSaq04MnT-A/s320/100_2170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698041446171404162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Lindsay got a Fisher Price ferris wheel that plays pretty music, treats, and a brand new purse with a tube of lipstick about as big as a roll of toilet paper.  She lovingly pulls each item out and loves to share each treasure.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GQIf2ldHFzY/TxOChLUvh8I/AAAAAAAABiE/78Xnh9ksz6Y/s1600/100_2172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GQIf2ldHFzY/TxOChLUvh8I/AAAAAAAABiE/78Xnh9ksz6Y/s320/100_2172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698041460040894402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eddy was overjoyed with every treat imaginable, plenty of new little people toys from Fisher Price, a new video game, and a present so big it couldn't even fit on Santa's sleigh, a brand-new big-boy bed!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S09g4i5vyis/TxOGUhD6xfI/AAAAAAAABio/_R3BOuNr1y8/s1600/100_2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S09g4i5vyis/TxOGUhD6xfI/AAAAAAAABio/_R3BOuNr1y8/s320/100_2183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698045640584119794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This picture pretty much sums up our Christmas, wishing for treat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;s we shouldn't eat because of up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;set tummies, a snot bubble, and in the background a couch cushion cover is missing because it is running through the wash trying to get the stench of last night'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;s sickness washed out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--1ZnIjk1hhQ/TxOGTuyiYvI/AAAAAAAABic/lgG91A_-XI0/s1600/100_2182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--1ZnIjk1hhQ/TxOGTuyiYvI/AAAAAAAABic/lgG91A_-XI0/s320/100_2182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698045627089445618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But no matter, Eddy was in heaven playing his new Lego Indiana Jones which he told Aunt Emily, "This is just what I was dreaming of."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oh6-jG6JPmg/TxOGU_1Yw-I/AAAAAAAABi0/Z8GQWZqw1a4/s1600/100_2191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oh6-jG6JPmg/TxOGU_1Yw-I/AAAAAAAABi0/Z8GQWZqw1a4/s320/100_2191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698045648844669922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Later in the truck Eddy couldn't stop smiling and said, "I must have been the best boy this year because I got the biggest present!"  I am so happy that despite the puke or things not going as perfectly planned, my kids were still overjoyed.  I thought Christmas as a kid was the best, but giving Christmas to your kids can not be beat.  And here is my princess in her new purple coat th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at Aunt Hayley made, (that's right, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;made&lt;/span&gt;!) and modeling her new penguin pj's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rHm9rhMyJRo/TxOGVuktdOI/AAAAAAAABjE/4a_MEXg8cAA/s1600/100_2192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rHm9rhMyJRo/TxOGVuktdOI/AAAAAAAABjE/4a_MEXg8cAA/s320/100_2192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698045661391189218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  The End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1owWyUCdgI/TxOIxwymy-I/AAAAAAAABjM/y7PNlIyZffY/s1600/100_2193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V1owWyUCdgI/TxOIxwymy-I/AAAAAAAABjM/y7PNlIyZffY/s320/100_2193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698048342045936610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-8659912140763043444?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8659912140763043444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=8659912140763043444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8659912140763043444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8659912140763043444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RCELvc21hkk/TxOCejIK53I/AAAAAAAABhU/9s5IXcdTL5Q/s72-c/100_2154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-2155126001750965690</id><published>2011-12-03T10:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T11:00:51.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Binzee is thankful for her favorite blankie, a bink, and a constant stream of food.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ycMcXlYUac/TtpvpJxuUcI/AAAAAAAABeM/E6VrxW8KKco/s1600/100_2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ycMcXlYUac/TtpvpJxuUcI/AAAAAAAABeM/E6VrxW8KKco/s320/100_2029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681976632671097282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddy is thankful that it finally snowed so he could build a snowman,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BAI1Uylp4r4/Ttpvq1DGWuI/AAAAAAAABek/0pwZYzcqEq8/s1600/100_2022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BAI1Uylp4r4/Ttpvq1DGWuI/AAAAAAAABek/0pwZYzcqEq8/s320/100_2022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681976661466569442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and then kick it down.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zZ0YgjbUhHQ/TtpvrIlaVoI/AAAAAAAABew/2sR2nAtqJ3k/s1600/100_2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zZ0YgjbUhHQ/TtpvrIlaVoI/AAAAAAAABew/2sR2nAtqJ3k/s320/100_2024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681976666710759042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(He should also be thankful for the mom that took the time to bundle him up, build that snowman, and then watch him destroy it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is thankful for all her books,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eaRuK_t-XSI/TtpvpwxSZRI/AAAAAAAABec/M2rfpWq6E4I/s1600/100_2034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eaRuK_t-XSI/TtpvpwxSZRI/AAAAAAAABec/M2rfpWq6E4I/s320/100_2034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681976643138250002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and now a finished basement to put them in.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(I promise some basement pictures will be coming soon.  Please refer to my last post for the reason for the delay.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is thankful for some time off to enjoy the cutest family in the world!  Not quite his exact words, but I'm pretty sure that's what he meant.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_dqp7qq6Rx0/Ttpvo78PreI/AAAAAAAABeA/9i-r_7B6YJ8/s1600/100_2064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_dqp7qq6Rx0/Ttpvo78PreI/AAAAAAAABeA/9i-r_7B6YJ8/s320/100_2064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681976628957130210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-2155126001750965690?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2155126001750965690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=2155126001750965690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2155126001750965690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2155126001750965690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6ycMcXlYUac/TtpvpJxuUcI/AAAAAAAABeM/E6VrxW8KKco/s72-c/100_2029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-5618169227799616526</id><published>2011-11-28T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T10:48:08.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Helpers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;Exhibit A:  While mommy cleans the kitchen trouble-maker will find another mess to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l3GG-8hIT10/TtprYjAic8I/AAAAAAAABdE/WroGWNRLrHQ/s1600/100_2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l3GG-8hIT10/TtprYjAic8I/AAAAAAAABdE/WroGWNRLrHQ/s320/100_2042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681971949339833282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;But she is such a cute button.  How can I resist a little helper to put up Christmas decorations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jUCcqX-whE/TtpsP_B0rjI/AAAAAAAABdo/Xmelxsd189I/s1600/100_2067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jUCcqX-whE/TtpsP_B0rjI/AAAAAAAABdo/Xmelxsd189I/s320/100_2067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681972901754220082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eddy's job for the month of December is to keep Lindsay away from the Christmas tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C02ovO2M8tI/TtpsPVkSUHI/AAAAAAAABdc/KjuQHn1yXtg/s1600/100_2070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C02ovO2M8tI/TtpsPVkSUHI/AAAAAAAABdc/KjuQHn1yXtg/s320/100_2070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681972890624479346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And he is my official cookie sprinkler.  We had one or two cookies with sprinkle-overload, but he gladly ate them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0l3AaEVzA4/TtpsPGgf5KI/AAAAAAAABdQ/fDZV4DqHUCI/s1600/100_2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0l3AaEVzA4/TtpsPGgf5KI/AAAAAAAABdQ/fDZV4DqHUCI/s320/100_2039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681972886582060194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And the only real way I can get anything done is for Daddy to come home.  Lindsay is contained in the bathtub, Brandt is doing homework, and Eddy is playing a game on Dad's phone.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t5cafgBEJ58/TtpsQsdpbCI/AAAAAAAABd0/uNfZwpVqdyE/s1600/100_2049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t5cafgBEJ58/TtpsQsdpbCI/AAAAAAAABd0/uNfZwpVqdyE/s320/100_2049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681972913950518306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now I can do something productive, or just go read blogs and check out pinterest.  I think I'll take the second option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-5618169227799616526?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5618169227799616526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=5618169227799616526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5618169227799616526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5618169227799616526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/mommys-helpers.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Helpers'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l3GG-8hIT10/TtprYjAic8I/AAAAAAAABdE/WroGWNRLrHQ/s72-c/100_2042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-8365867373070798705</id><published>2011-11-21T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T19:31:18.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dad brought home a yummy halloween treat from work. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McekrpbtmFc/TssVoPNAS0I/AAAAAAAABbk/dRD4XsK91Xc/s1600/100_1988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McekrpbtmFc/TssVoPNAS0I/AAAAAAAABbk/dRD4XsK91Xc/s320/100_1988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677655536250669890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Poor Buzz almost didn't make it out alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T17Xm6-onhY/TssVoe6F03I/AAAAAAAABbw/fp01hBJUl-g/s1600/100_1995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T17Xm6-onhY/TssVoe6F03I/AAAAAAAABbw/fp01hBJUl-g/s320/100_1995.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677655540466307954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CqU-IAAEBBM/TssVo1UmaGI/AAAAAAAABb8/Jj8qHynOmzU/s1600/100_1998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CqU-IAAEBBM/TssVo1UmaGI/AAAAAAAABb8/Jj8qHynOmzU/s320/100_1998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677655546483075170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  My cute little Ducky mo-mo and a race car! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pC8lDjy2q5Y/TssVpVm7mUI/AAAAAAAABcI/O7ly-0zbgfE/s1600/100_2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pC8lDjy2q5Y/TssVpVm7mUI/AAAAAAAABcI/O7ly-0zbgfE/s320/100_2002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677655555149896002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Ready as we'll ever be.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q805u8Tz19s/TssVqCmnEDI/AAAAAAAABcU/W-1_yHrGmRg/s1600/100_2003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q805u8Tz19s/TssVqCmnEDI/AAAAAAAABcU/W-1_yHrGmRg/s320/100_2003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677655567228145714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Checking out their trunk-or-treat loot Sunday after church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M14NQpE7pM8/TssXCyaREzI/AAAAAAAABcg/2nxJwm5XvK8/s1600/100_2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M14NQpE7pM8/TssXCyaREzI/AAAAAAAABcg/2nxJwm5XvK8/s320/100_2004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677657091889763122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wuwLP1bB5Z4/TssXDNcekoI/AAAAAAAABcs/K58SjIENEK8/s1600/100_2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wuwLP1bB5Z4/TssXDNcekoI/AAAAAAAABcs/K58SjIENEK8/s320/100_2006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677657099146793602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-8365867373070798705?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8365867373070798705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=8365867373070798705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8365867373070798705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8365867373070798705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McekrpbtmFc/TssVoPNAS0I/AAAAAAAABbk/dRD4XsK91Xc/s72-c/100_1988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-9218301576822794951</id><published>2011-10-23T15:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T15:50:24.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have been finding Eddy falling asleep in the strangest places.  Falling asleep on the couch doesn't seem that strange, but . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D6v6yRA283k/TqSXXVR9PVI/AAAAAAAABVg/lJ6DIchcOwc/s1600/100_1776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D6v6yRA283k/TqSXXVR9PVI/AAAAAAAABVg/lJ6DIchcOwc/s320/100_1776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666820658244173138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; I don't know how he managed this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x7zu9iXtNu4/TqSXYOR5MQI/AAAAAAAABVo/KPQk-OzpqtA/s1600/100_1777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x7zu9iXtNu4/TqSXYOR5MQI/AAAAAAAABVo/KPQk-OzpqtA/s320/100_1777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666820673544728834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Then on one Sunday afternoon we found this mess.  Church shirt still on, but shorts and sister's binky to add some comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PE4ypASGLNY/TqSXWLfLqrI/AAAAAAAABU4/TxqSFh8tqFY/s1600/100_1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PE4ypASGLNY/TqSXWLfLqrI/AAAAAAAABU4/TxqSFh8tqFY/s320/100_1764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666820638435420850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  One night I went to check on Eddy who should have been asleep in his bed and found this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88C3jkkgeXM/TqSXW6ukVWI/AAAAAAAABVQ/eLWvaPim0_E/s1600/100_1769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-88C3jkkgeXM/TqSXW6ukVWI/AAAAAAAABVQ/eLWvaPim0_E/s320/100_1769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666820651116418402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Eddy was nowhere to be seen, I checked under his bed, because that has happened before, checked all around his room, checked my bed which is a favorite spot of his to sneak to, but I couldn't find him anywhere.  I could hear him snoring though so he couldn't be too far.  That's when I found him fast asleep cuddled up with his little sis.  I told him in the morning that I found him in sister's crib and asked how he ended up there.  He just smiled and said he heard sister crying and took his comfiest blanket in to cuddle her.  Nice try, but still cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TUW8b1cSYLs/TqSXWTdsCAI/AAAAAAAABVE/hXFcUA893NU/s1600/100_1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TUW8b1cSYLs/TqSXWTdsCAI/AAAAAAAABVE/hXFcUA893NU/s320/100_1766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666820640576636930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-9218301576822794951?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9218301576822794951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=9218301576822794951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/9218301576822794951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/9218301576822794951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/strange-sleeping.html' title='Strange Sleeping'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D6v6yRA283k/TqSXXVR9PVI/AAAAAAAABVg/lJ6DIchcOwc/s72-c/100_1776.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-7137986151855668711</id><published>2011-10-17T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T15:54:36.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>September</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have been the biggest blogging slacker, so get ready.  Not really though, because I have also been a picture-taking slacker so really there is nothing to get ready for.  But this is what I've got.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is Button.  She loves to climb and is quite proud of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yEOo0acDD0c/Tpyu3FRuuLI/AAAAAAAABT8/ECrGdsdZmb0/s1600/100_1856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yEOo0acDD0c/Tpyu3FRuuLI/AAAAAAAABT8/ECrGdsdZmb0/s320/100_1856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664594692657821874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  She also loves to get into things.  Not her toys, but noisy, all-over-the-kitchen-floor kind of things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wv8yUmwrmwg/Tpyu3UPps5I/AAAAAAAABUI/MydDGyLzvkA/s1600/100_1892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wv8yUmwrmwg/Tpyu3UPps5I/AAAAAAAABUI/MydDGyLzvkA/s320/100_1892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664594696675636114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here she is climbing up to get herself a "nana."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c-cjhKjD2Lw/Tpyu3gs68aI/AAAAAAAABUU/_NohsCTRn1k/s1600/100_1894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c-cjhKjD2Lw/Tpyu3gs68aI/AAAAAAAABUU/_NohsCTRn1k/s320/100_1894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664594700019626402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eddy is much too cool for pictures so he usually hides from my camera, but on this particular night he cheesed it up for me because he won a special prize from Grandma, his very own jar full of M&amp;amp;M's!  Oh Happy Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGvYWyypzGQ/Tpyu37JkBBI/AAAAAAAABUc/gd-yU0nH_sk/s1600/100_1899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGvYWyypzGQ/Tpyu37JkBBI/AAAAAAAABUc/gd-yU0nH_sk/s320/100_1899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664594707119080466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I love my cute kiddos, love that the basement is almost completely, entirely finished!, love teaching preschool, love teaching Eddy, love that Lindsay lays down for naps all by herself, love that the weather is finally feeling like fall, and love that I finally updated the blog.  Hooray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-7137986151855668711?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7137986151855668711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=7137986151855668711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7137986151855668711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7137986151855668711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/september.html' title='September'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yEOo0acDD0c/Tpyu3FRuuLI/AAAAAAAABT8/ECrGdsdZmb0/s72-c/100_1856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4852516218681994222</id><published>2011-09-15T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T20:01:16.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sorry for the sad lack of updating, I guess that just means we have been a busy little family with a basement to finish, school years to start, and a big birthday to celebrate for our little &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Lindsay Lu&lt;/span&gt;.  Here are a few pictures of the big bash.  Princess wasn't quite specific on what kind of party she wanted so Eddy pitched in a few ideas like a wipeout obstacle course.  All princess needed was some cupcakes and the usual adoring fans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j68rlQqsHFI/TnK06snztKI/AAAAAAAABTA/9U0W_2XdPKA/s1600/100_1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j68rlQqsHFI/TnK06snztKI/AAAAAAAABTA/9U0W_2XdPKA/s320/100_1758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652779402806932642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Check out that snug little swimming suit.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iRa9pJfvznU/TnK06XVnl1I/AAAAAAAABS4/44AAFO_RqtA/s1600/100_1740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iRa9pJfvznU/TnK06XVnl1I/AAAAAAAABS4/44AAFO_RqtA/s320/100_1740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652779397093496658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LuLu ate her mini cupcake and then may have stolen one or two others from her cuzzies. (And then may have eaten so many she urped pink on Aunt Emily.)&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_c4RmQEyk9o/TnK6cF46buI/AAAAAAAABTQ/H7pvG5FWxXQ/s1600/100_1751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_c4RmQEyk9o/TnK6cF46buI/AAAAAAAABTQ/H7pvG5FWxXQ/s320/100_1751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652785474083385058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the manly men who ran our obstacle course, which was really a balance beam, a ramp, and then a slip n' slide at the end.  It seemed to do the trick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YW2z_EKluhA/TnK053w2JaI/AAAAAAAABSw/LnqWV_Mp84k/s1600/100_1746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YW2z_EKluhA/TnK053w2JaI/AAAAAAAABSw/LnqWV_Mp84k/s320/100_1746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652779388617762210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is the girl we love.  She is definitely a mama's girl, has big smiles all day long, cute little teeth that are finally coming in, a dangerous obsession with climbing everything, an adorable giggle, big hugs, plenty of snuggles, maybe some hair, a healthy appetite, a princess wave, and pretty much anything a girl could ever ask for.  We love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-4852516218681994222?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4852516218681994222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=4852516218681994222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4852516218681994222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4852516218681994222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j68rlQqsHFI/TnK06snztKI/AAAAAAAABTA/9U0W_2XdPKA/s72-c/100_1758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-2056262863063668370</id><published>2011-08-14T16:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T16:33:15.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Basement</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We have had a busy summer trying to finish our basement.  I start preschool in September and the itty-bitty buck-a-roo preschool needs a room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANoim51TMO8/TkhXrSDc1DI/AAAAAAAABQw/l6vx2JlJROc/s1600/Basement.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANoim51TMO8/TkhXrSDc1DI/AAAAAAAABQw/l6vx2JlJROc/s320/Basement.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640854934373848114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SsGHNtAlWzQ/TkhXsMflLKI/AAAAAAAABRI/vThhjbSYmOc/s1600/Basement1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SsGHNtAlWzQ/TkhXsMflLKI/AAAAAAAABRI/vThhjbSYmOc/s320/Basement1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640854950061092002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pld9-OZVwrE/TkhXrsvJ_KI/AAAAAAAABRA/OQJ2Df1qHLg/s1600/Basement2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pld9-OZVwrE/TkhXrsvJ_KI/AAAAAAAABRA/OQJ2Df1qHLg/s320/Basement2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640854941536484514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6L_08L9qQfU/TkhXrihLY8I/AAAAAAAABQ4/bdpIT1KlfGk/s1600/Basement3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6L_08L9qQfU/TkhXrihLY8I/AAAAAAAABQ4/bdpIT1KlfGk/s320/Basement3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640854938793501634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Brandt has been working away getting everything framed out, wired up, plumbed, primed, and now painted, with a little help from his lovely assistant.  We are on the final stretch and can't wait to see the finished product.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-2056262863063668370?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2056262863063668370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=2056262863063668370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2056262863063668370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2056262863063668370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/basement.html' title='The Basement'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ANoim51TMO8/TkhXrSDc1DI/AAAAAAAABQw/l6vx2JlJROc/s72-c/Basement.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-2922888591134331488</id><published>2011-07-25T20:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T20:56:46.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I guess my pop quiz was too hard.  Mom, you will get a candy bar since you were brave enough to guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pq3e59Evb8E/Ti432MamJCI/AAAAAAAABQk/znVgA8GcNoc/s1600/Project%2BLuLu1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pq3e59Evb8E/Ti432MamJCI/AAAAAAAABQk/znVgA8GcNoc/s400/Project%2BLuLu1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633501588072309794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I love this little midge.  She is pounding the food and loves her whole milk so she is finally getting some meat on her.  But our little Binzee is not the only one in this house loving whole milk, her big brother Eddy now asks for "red" milk because it has a red lid. She loves to empty every basket in the living room, but never play with any of the toys, just dump.  She loves to pull down the one picture she can reach and laughs and laughs and laughs at mommy.  She thinks she is too big for nap time, but mommy knows better.  She LOVES outdoors, but her poor little noggin' is going to fry so she must wear her pink polka dot hat at all times.  She loves to chase Eddy and can climb up into his bed all by herself.  Occasionally she will sneak into his room at bedtime and try to play with him.  Mom is by far her favorite.  One morning she woke up squawking and Daddy went to pick her up.  She took one look at him and sat back down in her crib.  "Nah, I'll pass."  We love our Lindsay Lu! Now to plan for the big birthday next month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-2922888591134331488?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2922888591134331488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=2922888591134331488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2922888591134331488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2922888591134331488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/answers.html' title='Answers'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pq3e59Evb8E/Ti432MamJCI/AAAAAAAABQk/znVgA8GcNoc/s72-c/Project%2BLuLu1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-1043969023072014252</id><published>2011-07-02T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T14:04:21.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Can you put these pictures in order?  I'm not sure I can and I just made this collage.  Good luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x8N8bI8w_T0/Tg-HM4omuzI/AAAAAAAABPk/S4KFxHrJK9k/s1600/Project%2BLuLu1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x8N8bI8w_T0/Tg-HM4omuzI/AAAAAAAABPk/S4KFxHrJK9k/s400/Project%2BLuLu1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624863115039914802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-1043969023072014252?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1043969023072014252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=1043969023072014252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1043969023072014252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1043969023072014252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/pop-quiz.html' title='Pop Quiz'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x8N8bI8w_T0/Tg-HM4omuzI/AAAAAAAABPk/S4KFxHrJK9k/s72-c/Project%2BLuLu1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4502690139984189987</id><published>2011-06-19T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T12:17:23.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Summer Begin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We started our summer off by heading up to East Canyon Resort.  The boys discovered a new game called Mario for the Wii, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VG5OHYSKyks/Tf-UkuMt4DI/AAAAAAAABNg/WOPQVeTD-kI/s1600/100_1252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VG5OHYSKyks/Tf-UkuMt4DI/AAAAAAAABNg/WOPQVeTD-kI/s320/100_1252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620374218579238962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we went swimming,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sVMKbZmvY5g/Tf-UlDsAQnI/AAAAAAAABNo/csAHEs72CPk/s1600/100_1255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sVMKbZmvY5g/Tf-UlDsAQnI/AAAAAAAABNo/csAHEs72CPk/s320/100_1255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620374224347611762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ate some good food, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n7qnBIQuaOg/Tf-Ul-Cz93I/AAAAAAAABN4/AfKp5As30Ac/s1600/100_1268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n7qnBIQuaOg/Tf-Ul-Cz93I/AAAAAAAABN4/AfKp5As30Ac/s320/100_1268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620374240012531570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and Lindsay showed off her new summer wardrobe.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ao4llscCh58/Tf-UlVTyiNI/AAAAAAAABNw/1pAbP4t--yE/s1600/100_1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ao4llscCh58/Tf-UlVTyiNI/AAAAAAAABNw/1pAbP4t--yE/s320/100_1256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620374229077887186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eddy has been impossible to catch a picture of lately.  He obviously has much better things to do than to be bothered by mom and a camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U-FY7y752jc/Tf-UmShstkI/AAAAAAAABOA/d5tv1oYE4Ls/s1600/100_1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HUZgYx2hdWE/Tf-YAw1e7bI/AAAAAAAABOI/CTdHba6Gz3M/s1600/100_1271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HUZgYx2hdWE/Tf-YAw1e7bI/AAAAAAAABOI/CTdHba6Gz3M/s320/100_1271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620377998858317234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You can see his two new front teeth in this picture.  He just had a major dental appointment where he had 8 cavities filled and got three crowns.  Horrible.  He was quite out of it after the appointment, but I knew he was fine when he said his usual line, "Hey, mom, I've got an idea. . . let's have a popsicle when we get home."  He was more than a little loopy and couldn't walk straight and slurred his words.  He lost his balance on the way out the door and said, "Whoa, my feet are slippery today."  After one more visit to the dentist to scrape off some cement his teeth are finally healing.  Hallelujah!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-4502690139984189987?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4502690139984189987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=4502690139984189987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4502690139984189987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4502690139984189987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/let-summer-begin.html' title='Let the Summer Begin!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VG5OHYSKyks/Tf-UkuMt4DI/AAAAAAAABNg/WOPQVeTD-kI/s72-c/100_1252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4914898811465329906</id><published>2011-06-13T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T09:55:30.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sup?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is what's sup at our house . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A cute girl that loves her dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0xc-dZyioA/TfY98TlJ4RI/AAAAAAAABMo/j7qZlKYLi5Y/s1600/100_1130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0xc-dZyioA/TfY98TlJ4RI/AAAAAAAABMo/j7qZlKYLi5Y/s400/100_1130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617745691448828178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and a boy obsessed with playing on the computer and beggin' his mom for more time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-upsO4WKMxUo/TfY986PVXiI/AAAAAAAABMw/WDxgWU-FQbc/s1600/100_1145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-upsO4WKMxUo/TfY986PVXiI/AAAAAAAABMw/WDxgWU-FQbc/s400/100_1145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617745701826289186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-4914898811465329906?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4914898811465329906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=4914898811465329906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4914898811465329906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4914898811465329906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/sup.html' title='Sup?'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0xc-dZyioA/TfY98TlJ4RI/AAAAAAAABMo/j7qZlKYLi5Y/s72-c/100_1130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-1622744925646428283</id><published>2011-06-01T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T10:02:00.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Eddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9Mks4S-oQ0/TePOjcyLiEI/AAAAAAAABLQ/ugmnpdcndNc/s1600/100_1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9Mks4S-oQ0/TePOjcyLiEI/AAAAAAAABLQ/ugmnpdcndNc/s320/100_1223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612556669051177026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I love this picture of Eddy in his rain boots and super cape.  We love our Super Boy!  He is a great helper and sidekick to his dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C4f0ZA0JBV4/TePOitKXeTI/AAAAAAAABLA/HQMG7tqpfVQ/s1600/100_1246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C4f0ZA0JBV4/TePOitKXeTI/AAAAAAAABLA/HQMG7tqpfVQ/s320/100_1246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612556656267721010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I love this worried look on his face when Brandt pulled out the torch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uxl3KFcq7_g/TePOizSmhdI/AAAAAAAABLI/mpYpKT5cXGw/s1600/100_1245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uxl3KFcq7_g/TePOizSmhdI/AAAAAAAABLI/mpYpKT5cXGw/s320/100_1245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612556657912874450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And he completely surprised me the other day by writing this all by himself.  I could not be more proud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQGnVGJoVnw/TePOmOr_HRI/AAAAAAAABLY/sCMPPg2_JFQ/s1600/100_1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQGnVGJoVnw/TePOmOr_HRI/AAAAAAAABLY/sCMPPg2_JFQ/s320/100_1055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612556716806708498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-1622744925646428283?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1622744925646428283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=1622744925646428283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1622744925646428283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1622744925646428283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/super-eddy.html' title='Super Eddy!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9Mks4S-oQ0/TePOjcyLiEI/AAAAAAAABLQ/ugmnpdcndNc/s72-c/100_1223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-711301598967108823</id><published>2011-05-30T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T10:01:38.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Binzee-Boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our little Binzee-Pie is up to all sorts of mischief and cuteness!  She stands up to everything . . .&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CUkQDKfRvtc/TePKTaG7PuI/AAAAAAAABKw/9SWQq5Aqtng/s1600/100_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CUkQDKfRvtc/TePKTaG7PuI/AAAAAAAABKw/9SWQq5Aqtng/s320/100_1049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612551995408465634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which just makes her booty look that much cuter!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_sJ9SMgsG4/TePKTN5xWqI/AAAAAAAABKo/GojuB2Yaeq8/s1600/100_1176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_sJ9SMgsG4/TePKTN5xWqI/AAAAAAAABKo/GojuB2Yaeq8/s320/100_1176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612551992132065954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Check out Eddy's evil face in the background)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xdgjn9G6xkg/TePKToI0vlI/AAAAAAAABK4/Q5q2jjI37j0/s1600/100_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xdgjn9G6xkg/TePKToI0vlI/AAAAAAAABK4/Q5q2jjI37j0/s320/100_0908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612551999174524498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good thing this cute face makes up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tlwz0AeHpVs/TePJYrVK33I/AAAAAAAABKQ/pWow8HndPQ0/s1600/100_1207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tlwz0AeHpVs/TePJYrVK33I/AAAAAAAABKQ/pWow8HndPQ0/s320/100_1207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612550986419330930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't be deceived by all this cuteness though, because I may have created somewhat of a monster.  She loves her mommy, which sounds like a good thing, but she loves her mommy so much that she just can not be left in a bouncer while mommy tries to do something selfish like make dinner.  No, no, no!  Not for this cutie-pie, she needs to be in mommy's arms at all times or maybe trying to go down the stairs or get into some of that delicious looking dog food that is laid out for her right on crawling level.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEVNlby2WJA/TePKS2obVoI/AAAAAAAABKg/kvV6aY7hNjc/s1600/100_1178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AEVNlby2WJA/TePKS2obVoI/AAAAAAAABKg/kvV6aY7hNjc/s320/100_1178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612551985885304450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves to eat so my new trick is to strap her in her chair and throw an assortment of food at her while I try to get dinner ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-94kFw5_-Rgk/TePJYJfih7I/AAAAAAAABKA/aQ8aKCz91ss/s1600/100_1214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-94kFw5_-Rgk/TePJYJfih7I/AAAAAAAABKA/aQ8aKCz91ss/s320/100_1214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612550977336018866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did I mention her new love of eating?  Pretty much anything and everything, except if it comes in the form of a bottle.  I don't know how I'm going to get this girl to drink milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvA4jNdWjEo/TePJY25OcDI/AAAAAAAABKY/mPAoV5lLZSg/s1600/100_1197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvA4jNdWjEo/TePJY25OcDI/AAAAAAAABKY/mPAoV5lLZSg/s320/100_1197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612550989523349554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, she is definitely a keeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B043TMsnd8s/TePJX8wLIlI/AAAAAAAABJ4/AmA6RScI3Dc/s1600/100_1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B043TMsnd8s/TePJX8wLIlI/AAAAAAAABJ4/AmA6RScI3Dc/s320/100_1221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612550973916127826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-711301598967108823?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/711301598967108823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=711301598967108823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/711301598967108823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/711301598967108823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/binzee-boo.html' title='Binzee-Boo'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CUkQDKfRvtc/TePKTaG7PuI/AAAAAAAABKw/9SWQq5Aqtng/s72-c/100_1049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-3556849259509868045</id><published>2011-05-15T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T10:01:25.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here are a few random things from our neck of the woods . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binzers is standing up everywhere and we can't keep her away from the stairs or the dog food.  I love her busy, midget little body.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vF0jmzWUCsU/TdBp-3n77_I/AAAAAAAABJw/D8WJXRjBNIM/s1600/100_0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vF0jmzWUCsU/TdBp-3n77_I/AAAAAAAABJw/D8WJXRjBNIM/s320/100_0949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607098064880529394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eddy is sporting a new fashion, Lightening McQueen rain boots, hat, and coat.  Now that's finally sunny he still loves to rock the boots with every outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8q1X30lMr6g/TdBp-nkBDtI/AAAAAAAABJo/u4SVW3Jdm24/s1600/100_0954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8q1X30lMr6g/TdBp-nkBDtI/AAAAAAAABJo/u4SVW3Jdm24/s320/100_0954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607098060569120466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Binzer-pie is just too cute to handle.  Still not much hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kyGCyWbsE2Q/TdBp-Q4ao_I/AAAAAAAABJg/VqM5kqRlC38/s1600/100_0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kyGCyWbsE2Q/TdBp-Q4ao_I/AAAAAAAABJg/VqM5kqRlC38/s320/100_0959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607098054480667634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But check out that cute ruffle booty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P2f3fli7OrU/TdBp-GEwaFI/AAAAAAAABJY/kDInMGtazmE/s1600/100_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P2f3fli7OrU/TdBp-GEwaFI/AAAAAAAABJY/kDInMGtazmE/s320/100_0996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607098051579635794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eddy loves to play with his little sis now that she is a little more durable.  It still makes me nervous, but I think she kind of likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQa-nRixmpA/TdBp95ykOVI/AAAAAAAABJQ/dWsIO7OCevQ/s1600/100_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQa-nRixmpA/TdBp95ykOVI/AAAAAAAABJQ/dWsIO7OCevQ/s320/100_1045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607098048282114386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-3556849259509868045?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3556849259509868045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=3556849259509868045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3556849259509868045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3556849259509868045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vF0jmzWUCsU/TdBp-3n77_I/AAAAAAAABJw/D8WJXRjBNIM/s72-c/100_0949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-2131991069020644167</id><published>2011-05-01T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T18:04:32.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Moving.  Not something I want to do again probably ever.  It was crazy, hectic, wonderful, busy, stressful, but oh so nice to be home again!  I worked and packed, and boxed, and packed, and worked, and on and on and on, but it eventually all got done and all moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandt would like to think "he" moved us home, but you can't load a truck until your darling, organized, amazing wife lovingly packs and labels everything under the sun for you to just simply throw onto the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some of my handiwork . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xHQtxKpQjok/Tb3KLXoghtI/AAAAAAAABIw/NfuBY-rl0gQ/s1600/100_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xHQtxKpQjok/Tb3KLXoghtI/AAAAAAAABIw/NfuBY-rl0gQ/s320/100_0874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601855808190056146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wall o' boxes is just the preschool room!  I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;waaaay&lt;/span&gt; too much preschool stuff, but I can't live without any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my helpers . . . Eddy and his cousin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Coltin&lt;/span&gt;, they had fun playing hide-and-seek in our mountain of boxes.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uieh5Jw3ues/Tb3KL9HPL-I/AAAAAAAABJA/sYHaXTotu7g/s1600/100_0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uieh5Jw3ues/Tb3KL9HPL-I/AAAAAAAABJA/sYHaXTotu7g/s320/100_0848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601855818251055074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another cute helper crawling all over my piles of folded clothes.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V-gT3bq-YTQ/Tb3MRW-vfpI/AAAAAAAABJI/wcOLB6jrbwc/s1600/100_0835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V-gT3bq-YTQ/Tb3MRW-vfpI/AAAAAAAABJI/wcOLB6jrbwc/s320/100_0835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601858110117346962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AeyhHZ0y9Lo/Tb3KLGg3b-I/AAAAAAAABIo/3NtAgIWOEZg/s1600/100_0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AeyhHZ0y9Lo/Tb3KLGg3b-I/AAAAAAAABIo/3NtAgIWOEZg/s320/100_0875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601855803594600418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new eating arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IN2Zo6c--Ck/Tb3KLtaBv9I/AAAAAAAABI4/rMAHhed0_9Q/s1600/100_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IN2Zo6c--Ck/Tb3KLtaBv9I/AAAAAAAABI4/rMAHhed0_9Q/s320/100_0867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601855814034898898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we are home!  Eddy and I were so excited to run through the house and look at every little thing.  "Mom, look at this bathroom!"  "Mom, come check out this closet!"  And it was all beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Eddy is excited to find new hiding places all over our Syracuse house.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G1JdUBUQh7o/Tb3KK18UyGI/AAAAAAAABIg/hjeAm-Jti5g/s1600/100_0917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G1JdUBUQh7o/Tb3KK18UyGI/AAAAAAAABIg/hjeAm-Jti5g/s320/100_0917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601855799146367074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We loved our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kaysville&lt;/span&gt; house and really miss our neighbors, but we feel so lucky to be home again.  Eddy reminds me every night when we say our prayers to be thankful for our new Syracuse house and our old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kaysville&lt;/span&gt; house.  We are thankful, but as Brandt said, we will never accidentally move again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-2131991069020644167?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2131991069020644167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=2131991069020644167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2131991069020644167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2131991069020644167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/moving.html' title='Moving!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xHQtxKpQjok/Tb3KLXoghtI/AAAAAAAABIw/NfuBY-rl0gQ/s72-c/100_0874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-3358905548027995581</id><published>2011-04-27T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T21:00:44.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;We went all out and actually dyed eggs this year.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2FhR9ovuT1Q/TbjhgYm5XjI/AAAAAAAABG4/GIZjYgXxQBE/s1600/100_0981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2FhR9ovuT1Q/TbjhgYm5XjI/AAAAAAAABG4/GIZjYgXxQBE/s320/100_0981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600474083112869426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Check out our work.  We had an "E" for Eddy, an "L" for Lindsay, and for mom, a "Q" of course.  Dad's was the nice pretty green one.  We ended up dumping all the colors together to get that nice royal blue egg.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jwuDRPek6rM/Tbjje75UQ2I/AAAAAAAABII/MusbuEIEqQo/s1600/100_0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jwuDRPek6rM/Tbjje75UQ2I/AAAAAAAABII/MusbuEIEqQo/s320/100_0982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600476257248887650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checking out the baskets.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VCPkcelLAXc/Tbjhg44LTcI/AAAAAAAABHA/0LujgDey90U/s1600/100_1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VCPkcelLAXc/Tbjhg44LTcI/AAAAAAAABHA/0LujgDey90U/s320/100_1001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600474091775282626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then a big bike for our big boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FRp3mJCNo48/TbjjfgJPQGI/AAAAAAAABIY/Ec8W0G17CgI/s1600/100_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FRp3mJCNo48/TbjjfgJPQGI/AAAAAAAABIY/Ec8W0G17CgI/s320/100_1019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600476266979344482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite purchase was Lindsay's Easter dress.  Do you know how much fun it is to buy an Easter dress?!?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1yyx_0_Hp58/TbjhhWp1wgI/AAAAAAAABHQ/JcNcNty10iw/s1600/100_1014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1yyx_0_Hp58/TbjhhWp1wgI/AAAAAAAABHQ/JcNcNty10iw/s320/100_1014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600474099768214018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who is mama's cute girl? &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmrRmmYXStE/Tbjit5PEaSI/AAAAAAAABIA/XtqBaYXEdko/s1600/100_1028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmrRmmYXStE/Tbjit5PEaSI/AAAAAAAABIA/XtqBaYXEdko/s320/100_1028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600475414721227042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You are my cutest girl!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-7wjb8FCpI/TbjjfAsFrRI/AAAAAAAABIQ/HRNhk6WFzk4/s1600/100_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-7wjb8FCpI/TbjjfAsFrRI/AAAAAAAABIQ/HRNhk6WFzk4/s320/100_1022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600476258535582994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then I thought I would like a nice family photo of us all dressed up in our Sunday best.  Wouldn't that be nice?  Well here is our best shot.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WkPGf8uYj-k/Tbjitqnj-rI/AAAAAAAABH4/bbhz1hFWXGQ/s1600/100_1030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WkPGf8uYj-k/Tbjitqnj-rI/AAAAAAAABH4/bbhz1hFWXGQ/s320/100_1030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600475410797427378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seriously,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghIaXaNcnKQ/Tbjisp0NFhI/AAAAAAAABHw/_ovglCBkVIQ/s1600/100_1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghIaXaNcnKQ/Tbjisp0NFhI/AAAAAAAABHw/_ovglCBkVIQ/s320/100_1031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600475393402148370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh boy, things are going downhill quickly . . .&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XcalbBM-4ts/TbjisJvIWvI/AAAAAAAABHo/Cu7yZfu189M/s1600/100_1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XcalbBM-4ts/TbjisJvIWvI/AAAAAAAABHo/Cu7yZfu189M/s320/100_1032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600475384790932210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yep, we're done!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qqda8HoqDi4/Tbjiro7HOwI/AAAAAAAABHg/eEVPDqQ2pAs/s1600/100_1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qqda8HoqDi4/Tbjiro7HOwI/AAAAAAAABHg/eEVPDqQ2pAs/s320/100_1036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600475375982820098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Easter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-3358905548027995581?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3358905548027995581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=3358905548027995581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3358905548027995581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3358905548027995581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2FhR9ovuT1Q/TbjhgYm5XjI/AAAAAAAABG4/GIZjYgXxQBE/s72-c/100_0981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-5167828269476856705</id><published>2011-04-26T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T13:56:30.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CraZY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm5X2Xddlic/TbcIjI-vG6I/AAAAAAAABGw/MBJ98JM1vmk/s1600/100_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm5X2Xddlic/TbcIjI-vG6I/AAAAAAAABGw/MBJ98JM1vmk/s400/100_0897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599954061457562530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Crazy pretty much sums up how this last month has been.  We packed everything up and moved back home to Syracuse where I am going crazy trying to put everything back into place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Brandt has been working like crazy doing projects around the house, and teaching, and coaching, and working his second job at Wal-Mart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My kids are still crazy cute and growing like crazy.  I can't believe what a little man Edders is and how big Lindzers wants to be.  She is crawling everywhere and thinks she is big enough to stand.  She is eating everything in sight and we can't wait for her teeth to pop out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have been going crazy trying find things I know I packed somewhere, crazy staring at blank walls because I don't know exactly where to hang anything, and my latest driving-me-crazy annoyance was trying to download pictures from my camera.  ugh.  My USB ports stopped working and wouldn't recognize my camera or my printer or my memory card reader.  Finally, the problem has been fixed and hopefully I can get back to blogging more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-5167828269476856705?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5167828269476856705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=5167828269476856705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5167828269476856705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5167828269476856705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/crazy.html' title='CraZY!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm5X2Xddlic/TbcIjI-vG6I/AAAAAAAABGw/MBJ98JM1vmk/s72-c/100_0897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-5011569728406245824</id><published>2011-03-20T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T11:06:48.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so glad we get to move Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BzqhK7dAOlE/TYo1e3jg1XI/AAAAAAAABGY/A8ATLFVn6ig/s1600/IMG_3673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BzqhK7dAOlE/TYo1e3jg1XI/AAAAAAAABGY/A8ATLFVn6ig/s320/IMG_3673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587337092131771762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;After 10 months in Kaysville we get to go home!  We decided to ask our renters if they wanted to move out early, and what a happy surprise they did!  We are moving out on March 31st and I couldn't be happier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-5011569728406245824?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5011569728406245824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=5011569728406245824' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5011569728406245824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5011569728406245824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-so-glad-we-get-to-move-home.html' title='I&apos;m so glad we get to move Home!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BzqhK7dAOlE/TYo1e3jg1XI/AAAAAAAABGY/A8ATLFVn6ig/s72-c/IMG_3673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4720863379323816116</id><published>2011-03-14T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T20:38:46.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mad Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you have ever considered having a baby, please, DO NOT look at this picture.  It is so unbearably cute that your ovaries will ache for your unborn children and your husbands will curse me for ever putting this crazy idea into your head.  Now I've given you fair warning.  I don't care if you have kids . . .  you will want at least a dozen more after this.  I don't care if you just had a baby last week . . . you will want to get pregnant right now!  So I've given you fair warning.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Brkmfzgg8Bk/TX7dlMWF5_I/AAAAAAAABEE/vmIeiFok5yA/s1600/100_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Brkmfzgg8Bk/TX7dlMWF5_I/AAAAAAAABEE/vmIeiFok5yA/s320/100_0783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584144219024779250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What makes this even more cute is the snorting she puts along with it.  I can not even stand how cute this little piglet is!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-4720863379323816116?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4720863379323816116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=4720863379323816116' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4720863379323816116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4720863379323816116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/mad-face.html' title='The Mad Face'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Brkmfzgg8Bk/TX7dlMWF5_I/AAAAAAAABEE/vmIeiFok5yA/s72-c/100_0783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-9159248612295345213</id><published>2011-03-05T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:27:47.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQV7Ndugs3s/TXLFw4_31OI/AAAAAAAABC0/RVH4tcyiWfw/s1600/100_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQV7Ndugs3s/TXLFw4_31OI/AAAAAAAABC0/RVH4tcyiWfw/s320/100_0695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580740331990144226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Little Lind-zers is 6 months old!  Her stats from the dr., I'm sorry to say, were not very impressive in the chunkiness department&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;15lbs. 14.5 oz. - 39th%&lt;br /&gt;25 1/2" - 30th%&lt;br /&gt;Head 17 1/4" 80th%&lt;br /&gt;She is a little midge, but chunking up quite nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to eat, especially naughty things like paper scraps she finds on the floor.  I call her my little billy goat.&lt;br /&gt;She is crawling!? and moves pretty quickly, especially when there might be paper laying around.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bN2ABmyBPE4/TXLEbgHi5DI/AAAAAAAABCU/kJLq2Fnv2Sc/s1600/100_0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bN2ABmyBPE4/TXLEbgHi5DI/AAAAAAAABCU/kJLq2Fnv2Sc/s320/100_0663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580738865022559282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She ended up underneath her crib the other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves, loves, loves her daddy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sA9ZH8WnUJw/TXLEbQkoT3I/AAAAAAAABCM/vQFXTUY1Z2k/s1600/100_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sA9ZH8WnUJw/TXLEbQkoT3I/AAAAAAAABCM/vQFXTUY1Z2k/s320/100_0642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580738860849581938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves the dog . . .  I don't know why?  I worry about all the dog hair that is constantly around.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ImptgtkK9k/TXLEbxvithI/AAAAAAAABCc/YQzNKEtt4po/s1600/100_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ImptgtkK9k/TXLEbxvithI/AAAAAAAABCc/YQzNKEtt4po/s320/100_0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580738869753722386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her brother makes her laugh.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J45CNA2xcYs/TXLGpM6fIYI/AAAAAAAABDE/QfOflKwVwvw/s1600/100_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J45CNA2xcYs/TXLGpM6fIYI/AAAAAAAABDE/QfOflKwVwvw/s320/100_0494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580741299408937346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves to smile!&lt;br /&gt;She loves to talk, talk, talk, sing, coo, babble, growl, and then talk some more.&lt;br /&gt;She is still the happiest baby on planet earth.  Nothing gets this girl terribly upset.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LlJcuzwdxDo/TXLFwm_CeaI/AAAAAAAABCs/lxtvINqUqso/s1600/100_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LlJcuzwdxDo/TXLFwm_CeaI/AAAAAAAABCs/lxtvINqUqso/s320/100_0707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580740327154809250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a good little sleeper, and occasionally sleeps through the night for mommy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nOT8dFmwXcw/TXLEcuFShfI/AAAAAAAABCk/L9tHeoJT2iI/s1600/100_0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nOT8dFmwXcw/TXLEcuFShfI/AAAAAAAABCk/L9tHeoJT2iI/s320/100_0717.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580738885951063538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves her bink-a-link.&lt;br /&gt;Loves to explore.&lt;br /&gt;Loves being spoiled as the only girl.&lt;br /&gt;Loves her cuzzies.  Brody likes to call her the Pink Ninja because of her fierce style and fierce kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YUK2Ey4H5YE/TXLEbNhpAnI/AAAAAAAABCE/0A2kGjY7d7o/s1600/100_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YUK2Ey4H5YE/TXLEbNhpAnI/AAAAAAAABCE/0A2kGjY7d7o/s320/100_0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580738860031738482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-9159248612295345213?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9159248612295345213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=9159248612295345213' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/9159248612295345213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/9159248612295345213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/6-months-old.html' title='6 months old'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vQV7Ndugs3s/TXLFw4_31OI/AAAAAAAABC0/RVH4tcyiWfw/s72-c/100_0695.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-786528636218309669</id><published>2011-02-24T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:44:00.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing Lindsay Lu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EmZs5lBkuYo/TWLr9IrZ4FI/AAAAAAAABB8/SpX13NHFe9A/s1600/100_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EmZs5lBkuYo/TWLr9IrZ4FI/AAAAAAAABB8/SpX13NHFe9A/s320/100_0615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576278724172177490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEdXZiZdHw4/TWLr868CbjI/AAAAAAAABB0/GwbuSmC91bU/s1600/100_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEdXZiZdHw4/TWLr868CbjI/AAAAAAAABB0/GwbuSmC91bU/s320/100_0628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576278720483847730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VrErcJKoQQ8/TWLr8jxuKpI/AAAAAAAABBs/Nq_Dihi2SYw/s1600/100_0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VrErcJKoQQ8/TWLr8jxuKpI/AAAAAAAABBs/Nq_Dihi2SYw/s320/100_0640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576278714266561170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IbllQ8Jt5jk/TWLr8DRjYOI/AAAAAAAABBk/RIuwGYH-a7s/s1600/100_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IbllQ8Jt5jk/TWLr8DRjYOI/AAAAAAAABBk/RIuwGYH-a7s/s320/100_0657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576278705541701858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ag0ai2Yt5_Q/TWLr7-PljiI/AAAAAAAABBc/fwU_iLT5PAI/s1600/100_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ag0ai2Yt5_Q/TWLr7-PljiI/AAAAAAAABBc/fwU_iLT5PAI/s320/100_0658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576278704191278626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-786528636218309669?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/786528636218309669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=786528636218309669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/786528636218309669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/786528636218309669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/laughing-lindsay-lu.html' title='Laughing Lindsay Lu'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EmZs5lBkuYo/TWLr9IrZ4FI/AAAAAAAABB8/SpX13NHFe9A/s72-c/100_0615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-2872886684115009280</id><published>2011-02-21T14:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T14:44:22.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBFKc9h58rs/TWLpStmN0jI/AAAAAAAABBU/YIp1BORctH0/s1600/100_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBFKc9h58rs/TWLpStmN0jI/AAAAAAAABBU/YIp1BORctH0/s320/100_0651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576275796324897330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for our traditional Valentine's dinner we made ooey-gooey cheese-steak sandwiches and knock-off animal style fries from In-and-Out.  Sorry, no picture for the fries, they were so unbelievably delicious that there was absolutely no time to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovMBqqGvfBY/TWLpSXbWINI/AAAAAAAABBM/OP9HltrdFqA/s1600/100_0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ovMBqqGvfBY/TWLpSXbWINI/AAAAAAAABBM/OP9HltrdFqA/s320/100_0655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576275790373724370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandt bought me some roses which really helped make up for another long week of lots of work and not nearly enough family time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E48tGEFvVfQ/TWLpSMv15MI/AAAAAAAABBE/LlqCT31R8AY/s1600/100_0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E48tGEFvVfQ/TWLpSMv15MI/AAAAAAAABBE/LlqCT31R8AY/s320/100_0600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576275787506902210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out this cute mustache sucker my mom made for the edders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxyuXnTvPTQ/TWLpRoYUG9I/AAAAAAAABA8/4A7HvO-eHDI/s1600/100_0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxyuXnTvPTQ/TWLpRoYUG9I/AAAAAAAABA8/4A7HvO-eHDI/s320/100_0473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576275777744542674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And one cute princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-2872886684115009280?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2872886684115009280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=2872886684115009280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2872886684115009280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2872886684115009280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBFKc9h58rs/TWLpStmN0jI/AAAAAAAABBU/YIp1BORctH0/s72-c/100_0651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-8177532679614946626</id><published>2011-02-02T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T15:13:58.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Windy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;So we had a huge wind storm yesterday.  HUGE!  So huge it blew the roof right off our house.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUnkR56JzPI/AAAAAAAAA9w/eDb-4doIyRM/s1600/100_0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUnkR56JzPI/AAAAAAAAA9w/eDb-4doIyRM/s320/100_0343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569233410473970930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I'm so glad we are in a rental right now and don't have to pay to replace a roof.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUnkSUjBX2I/AAAAAAAAA94/RTgCvjjeez8/s1600/100_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUnkSUjBX2I/AAAAAAAAA94/RTgCvjjeez8/s320/100_0341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569233417624706914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  I imagine those could be a little pricey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddy was so excited because he could finally fly his kite.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUnkTMsfTcI/AAAAAAAAA-I/TcAQelYdIV8/s1600/100_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUnkTMsfTcI/AAAAAAAAA-I/TcAQelYdIV8/s320/100_0345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569233432696802754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  He has been waiting for days, and weeks, and months, and possibly years for a windy day.  So we braved the bitter cold and flew his kite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Lindsay . . . &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUnkS0ewrRI/AAAAAAAAA-A/XPpKsBFtww0/s1600/100_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUnkS0ewrRI/AAAAAAAAA-A/XPpKsBFtww0/s320/100_0340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569233426196770066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;she just stayed cute as always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-8177532679614946626?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8177532679614946626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=8177532679614946626' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8177532679614946626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8177532679614946626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/windy-day.html' title='Windy Day'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUnkR56JzPI/AAAAAAAAA9w/eDb-4doIyRM/s72-c/100_0343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-5235668235989863571</id><published>2011-01-26T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:21:04.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Around Our House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;A little girl who just turned 5 months old!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUEAC9_TKvI/AAAAAAAAA8A/uDNJgFG8an8/s1600/100_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUEAC9_TKvI/AAAAAAAAA8A/uDNJgFG8an8/s320/100_0243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566730665406442226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Still as happy as ever.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUEACaUIRvI/AAAAAAAAA74/YB0WVhDeQJY/s1600/100_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUEACaUIRvI/AAAAAAAAA74/YB0WVhDeQJY/s320/100_0242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566730655830132466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  A bookworm, big brother reading to his little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUEACBnkpcI/AAAAAAAAA7w/0ktgt6bLDnA/s1600/100_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUEACBnkpcI/AAAAAAAAA7w/0ktgt6bLDnA/s320/100_0235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566730649200797122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-5235668235989863571?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5235668235989863571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=5235668235989863571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5235668235989863571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5235668235989863571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/around-our-house.html' title='Around Our House'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TUEAC9_TKvI/AAAAAAAAA8A/uDNJgFG8an8/s72-c/100_0243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-6666900014374676997</id><published>2011-01-16T13:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T14:13:29.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LuLu and Otis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The latest adventures of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LuLu&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Otis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried rice cereal, LuLu is not a fan, but  Eddy had fun "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;helping&lt;/span&gt;" me feed her.  He would repeat everything I said, "good girl"  "open up."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TTNqw0A7ZcI/AAAAAAAAA3o/x_8_Jf4r3mE/s1600/100_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TTNqw0A7ZcI/AAAAAAAAA3o/x_8_Jf4r3mE/s320/100_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562907351561496002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddy is keeping me busy by being my one and only preschool student.  I am having fun planning activities again and being a teacher.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TTNqwlS3JTI/AAAAAAAAA3g/aV9zmuutx1E/s1600/100_0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TTNqwlS3JTI/AAAAAAAAA3g/aV9zmuutx1E/s320/100_0159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562907347610182962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little LuLu-Bug is still the happiest girl I know.  We went on a girl adventure last weekend to visit Shelly's family in St. George.  She was an angel and slept for 7-8 hours each night.  Her brother had a hard weekend without his mommy.  I came home and he told me he had orange juice and he yakked.   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TTNqxLfMEcI/AAAAAAAAA3w/cD8fPyOrtqQ/s1600/100_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TTNqxLfMEcI/AAAAAAAAA3w/cD8fPyOrtqQ/s320/100_0141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562907357862433218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eddy is my little adventurer/mischief maker.  Here he is crashing the icicles in the backyard.  And wherever Eddy goes Sadie is not far behind.  I came downstairs the other day to hear Eddy say, "Mom, me and Sadie did nothing!"  "What did you do?"  "Jumped on the couch."  I guess I should be glad that he is an honest trouble-maker.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TTNqx4KzRjI/AAAAAAAAA4A/NHFT6iyLcWY/s1600/100_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TTNqx4KzRjI/AAAAAAAAA4A/NHFT6iyLcWY/s320/100_0178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562907369856517682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  And did I mention Linds is still the happiest girl?!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TTNqxez5DUI/AAAAAAAAA34/Y8gts6ZVKdw/s1600/100_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TTNqxez5DUI/AAAAAAAAA34/Y8gts6ZVKdw/s320/100_0179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562907363049540930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-6666900014374676997?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6666900014374676997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=6666900014374676997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6666900014374676997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6666900014374676997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/lulu-and-otis.html' title='LuLu and Otis'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TTNqw0A7ZcI/AAAAAAAAA3o/x_8_Jf4r3mE/s72-c/100_0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-5213400788620057742</id><published>2011-01-06T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T18:15:47.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TSZ2fxwtbrI/AAAAAAAAAzY/V3rOK01Nwhg/s1600/100_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TSZ2fxwtbrI/AAAAAAAAAzY/V3rOK01Nwhg/s320/100_0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559261078341119666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TSZ2fr-X3kI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/6zs4xS9N98M/s1600/100_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TSZ2fr-X3kI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/6zs4xS9N98M/s320/100_0124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559261076787813954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TSZ2fY1o0NI/AAAAAAAAAzI/vTSbRA5rKTo/s1600/100_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TSZ2fY1o0NI/AAAAAAAAAzI/vTSbRA5rKTo/s320/100_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559261071650902226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TSZ2fDN7lNI/AAAAAAAAAzA/lIPfidvEeCs/s1600/100_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TSZ2fDN7lNI/AAAAAAAAAzA/lIPfidvEeCs/s320/100_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559261065847215314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TSZ2ertsQxI/AAAAAAAAAy4/PqoZePr3GEs/s1600/100_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TSZ2ertsQxI/AAAAAAAAAy4/PqoZePr3GEs/s320/100_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559261059537978130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-5213400788620057742?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5213400788620057742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=5213400788620057742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5213400788620057742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5213400788620057742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-girl.html' title='Happy Girl'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TSZ2fxwtbrI/AAAAAAAAAzY/V3rOK01Nwhg/s72-c/100_0076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-3766137601229036492</id><published>2010-12-27T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T15:45:26.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Eddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The birthday boy stumbled out of bed at 11:00, asked for raspberry cake, but settled for pancakes, and then watched all 3 Toy Story movies that he had got for Christmas.  It was a lovely pajama day. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRkgesjLB4I/AAAAAAAAAyA/IBxxFQNYu70/s1600/100_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRkgesjLB4I/AAAAAAAAAyA/IBxxFQNYu70/s320/100_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555507327065065346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRkhOfi5zuI/AAAAAAAAAyY/oDZ6Cw82yDg/s1600/100_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRkhOfi5zuI/AAAAAAAAAyY/oDZ6Cw82yDg/s320/100_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555508148207996642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;This handsome boy wants to be tall, loves to cook, eat ramen noodles, loves to get snacks out of the black cupboard, loves to make plans and come up with good ideas, is my dishwasher helper, still hates bedtime and insists he is never tired, loves to wrassle his dog, will go potty for m&amp;amp;m's, still asks me to "carry woo," still loves to sneak into my bed, loves fruit snacks, bananas, and broccoli, but still is not a huge fan of bread, loves to take rides in the truck, loves to go to the doughnut store, loves the marble toy at grandma's house, still loves mickey mouse, and Timmy Time, loves bubble baths, but hates bubbles, his new obsession is Charlie Brown, loves to wear his underwear backwards so he can see the picture, is not a fan of wearing pants, loves to play computer games, loves pink lemonade, could still eat popsicles every day for breakfast, loves puzzles, loves cars, loves his trains, loves his mommy and daddy, is good at sharing his mommy time with his sister Lindsay, loves to steal Lindsay's binkie, loves to paint, loves to make messes, doesn't love to clean up messes, loves his cousins, loves to make water-slides out of the couch cushions, loves for mommy to go down his water-slides, loves to be the boss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love our endless ball of energy.  He may be a handful at times, but at least he's a happy one.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-3766137601229036492?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3766137601229036492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=3766137601229036492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3766137601229036492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3766137601229036492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-eddy.html' title='Happy Birthday Eddy'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRkgesjLB4I/AAAAAAAAAyA/IBxxFQNYu70/s72-c/100_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-1815978474493764109</id><published>2010-12-26T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T14:28:23.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We have been counting down all month and the big morning finally arrived.  I was so excited I couldn't wait for edders to wake up.  He stumbled into our bedroom at 7:30 and I hopped out of bed ready to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mom:  "Eddy, should we go see if Santa came?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;E:  "No mom, Santa didn't come, two more minutes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRe_ssto4GI/AAAAAAAAAxg/mKv2y52ZShk/s1600/HPIM2477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRe_ssto4GI/AAAAAAAAAxg/mKv2y52ZShk/s320/HPIM2477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555119440022528098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What a bunch of stinkin' party poopers I live with!  I still made everyone wake up and go downstairs for oodles of presents and pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRe_sbWpZxI/AAAAAAAAAxY/ixhTT5qAKMs/s1600/HPIM2479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRe_sbWpZxI/AAAAAAAAAxY/ixhTT5qAKMs/s320/HPIM2479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555119435362690834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRe_teTTuKI/AAAAAAAAAx4/kPqVk9QlUgU/s1600/100_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRe_teTTuKI/AAAAAAAAAx4/kPqVk9QlUgU/s320/100_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555119453333862562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Edders with his new car mat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRe_sxCqJuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/awL6H7_k_V4/s1600/100_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRe_sxCqJuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/awL6H7_k_V4/s320/100_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555119441184433890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and one cute bug-a-boo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-1815978474493764109?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1815978474493764109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=1815978474493764109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1815978474493764109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1815978474493764109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TRe_ssto4GI/AAAAAAAAAxg/mKv2y52ZShk/s72-c/HPIM2477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-2729045294806108016</id><published>2010-12-21T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T22:28:00.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky Little 'ole Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fortunately, I get to be a mommy that stays at home with her cute kiddos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I am working harder than any job I've ever had with no recess break in sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I don't ever have to use an alarm clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I have two constant bug-a-boos that will make sure I will never get too much sleep. ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I get to wake up to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ77qh0Y_bI/AAAAAAAAAws/UoOP377VUnY/s1600/HPIM2361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ77qh0Y_bI/AAAAAAAAAws/UoOP377VUnY/s320/HPIM2361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552652098645589426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Unfortunately, that wake up time could be at any minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fortunately, they are cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ74OliB5iI/AAAAAAAAAwM/xX8Yf5f1mFA/s1600/HPIM2375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ74OliB5iI/AAAAAAAAAwM/xX8Yf5f1mFA/s320/HPIM2375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552648320071099938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Unfortunately, they are busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fortunately, busy makes them happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ74OZaYy3I/AAAAAAAAAv8/bKuqGpZSEUA/s1600/HPIM2431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ74OZaYy3I/AAAAAAAAAv8/bKuqGpZSEUA/s320/HPIM2431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552648316817820530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Unfortunately, busy makes my house messy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fortunately, that isn't as important as this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ77qR-3jdI/AAAAAAAAAwc/PdPFpNk0-tQ/s1600/HPIM2398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ77qR-3jdI/AAAAAAAAAwc/PdPFpNk0-tQ/s320/HPIM2398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552652094394568146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;or this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ79Pj7-jBI/AAAAAAAAAxM/QBbtuhj8tLk/s1600/HPIM2371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ79Pj7-jBI/AAAAAAAAAxM/QBbtuhj8tLk/s320/HPIM2371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552653834381069330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Unfortunately, this takes a lot of work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ77qia9UMI/AAAAAAAAAwk/aauATUE3LmE/s1600/HPIM2383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ77qia9UMI/AAAAAAAAAwk/aauATUE3LmE/s320/HPIM2383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552652098807353538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fortunately, it's worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ79PfwXfnI/AAAAAAAAAxE/YYhuulRIMIA/s1600/HPIM2304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ79PfwXfnI/AAAAAAAAAxE/YYhuulRIMIA/s320/HPIM2304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552653833258630770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-2729045294806108016?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2729045294806108016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=2729045294806108016' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2729045294806108016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2729045294806108016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/lucky-little-ole-me.html' title='Lucky Little &apos;ole Me'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ77qh0Y_bI/AAAAAAAAAws/UoOP377VUnY/s72-c/HPIM2361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-5580242445079520437</id><published>2010-12-16T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T22:28:15.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ72pEUCsvI/AAAAAAAAAvU/uspvWi3WlMw/s1600/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ72pEUCsvI/AAAAAAAAAvU/uspvWi3WlMw/s320/116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552646575987274482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Linds went to the doctor on Thursday and earned some impressive stats.&lt;br /&gt;weight: 13 lbs. 7 oz.  (47th)&lt;br /&gt;height: 24 1/2" (61st)&lt;br /&gt;head: 16.5" (76th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been a busy, growing girl.  She loves to roll around and wants to move her little legs.  She loves to bubble, coo, take bubble baths, smile, wake-up, eat her toes, and open her mouth wide for big sloppy kisses.  We love our little Lindsay Lu.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ72pijy_XI/AAAAAAAAAvs/ehnI1es4lbI/s1600/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ72pijy_XI/AAAAAAAAAvs/ehnI1es4lbI/s320/118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552646584106417522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ72peRmqrI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0M8ZQ2xXy-Q/s1600/117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ72peRmqrI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0M8ZQ2xXy-Q/s320/117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552646582956370610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little angels.  Well, at least one angel.  Does anyone else find church with a toddler just brutal?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-5580242445079520437?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5580242445079520437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=5580242445079520437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5580242445079520437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5580242445079520437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/4-months-old.html' title='4 Months Old'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQ72pEUCsvI/AAAAAAAAAvU/uspvWi3WlMw/s72-c/116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-7694403105063264167</id><published>2010-12-10T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T12:54:34.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milestones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQKSFzGlurI/AAAAAAAAAu0/AR_CigGmMt4/s1600/HPIM2400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQKSFzGlurI/AAAAAAAAAu0/AR_CigGmMt4/s320/HPIM2400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549158319188720306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The amazing Lindsay Lu has learned too many new tricks this week.  On Sunday her daddy made her laugh and her mommy has been trying in vain ever since. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQKSGBW9jVI/AAAAAAAAAu8/MN9tilg2rMg/s1600/HPIM2390.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Monday she discovered her toes and is in love.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQKSFOTqJAI/AAAAAAAAAus/Y2NGHDFMwtY/s1600/HPIM2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQKSFOTqJAI/AAAAAAAAAus/Y2NGHDFMwtY/s320/HPIM2403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549158309311423490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Instead of waking up from her nap howling in hunger I'll find her rolling and smiling and gobbling up those yummy little toes.  On Thursday my little lady rolled over! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQKSHe0yUwI/AAAAAAAAAvM/1DVjKdfxfgY/s1600/3-61.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQKSHe0yUwI/AAAAAAAAAvM/1DVjKdfxfgY/s320/3-61.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549158348105077506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, my baby girl is growing up way too fast.  Another big milestone in our family was Brandt's first ever game as coach.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQKSG9EwwgI/AAAAAAAAAvE/j6i5U7qlTXY/s1600/HPIM2414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQKSG9EwwgI/AAAAAAAAAvE/j6i5U7qlTXY/s320/HPIM2414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549158339045278210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He has been talking, and planning, and practicing, and probably even dreaming about coaching the basketball team for the last month.  Last night was their first game and they pulled out a win over last year's champions 41-39.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-7694403105063264167?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7694403105063264167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=7694403105063264167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7694403105063264167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7694403105063264167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/milestones.html' title='Milestones'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TQKSFzGlurI/AAAAAAAAAu0/AR_CigGmMt4/s72-c/HPIM2400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-2812134154751171612</id><published>2010-12-04T10:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T10:16:36.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving a week ago.  Here are a few things I am thankful for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TPqC_fmGRaI/AAAAAAAAAuE/6DIUoAKZtwQ/s1600/HPIM2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TPqC_fmGRaI/AAAAAAAAAuE/6DIUoAKZtwQ/s320/HPIM2354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546889918384850338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thankful for my kitchen helper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TPqDATgGTvI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ft1FFrHL43s/s1600/HPIM2356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TPqDATgGTvI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ft1FFrHL43s/s320/HPIM2356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546889932318330610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thankful for my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TPqDAjz28sI/AAAAAAAAAuc/x3OJ2Bi8NxY/s1600/HPIM2358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TPqDAjz28sI/AAAAAAAAAuc/x3OJ2Bi8NxY/s320/HPIM2358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546889936696177346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thankful for a girl who adores her daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TPqDBKLY3XI/AAAAAAAAAuk/VC4EAHzy-QY/s1600/HPIM2385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TPqDBKLY3XI/AAAAAAAAAuk/VC4EAHzy-QY/s320/HPIM2385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546889946995416434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and thankful for two crazy, cute kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TPqC_fmGRaI/AAAAAAAAAuE/6DIUoAKZtwQ/s1600/HPIM2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-2812134154751171612?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2812134154751171612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=2812134154751171612' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2812134154751171612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2812134154751171612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TPqC_fmGRaI/AAAAAAAAAuE/6DIUoAKZtwQ/s72-c/HPIM2354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-6574882255815473209</id><published>2010-11-24T13:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T13:56:48.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TO2JSUdTk4I/AAAAAAAAAs0/Iv5HANEbGfA/s1600/100th%2BDay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TO2JSUdTk4I/AAAAAAAAAs0/Iv5HANEbGfA/s400/100th%2BDay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543237664185226114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TO2JR6GplBI/AAAAAAAAAss/Hmqtu6bE0O8/s1600/3-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TO2JR6GplBI/AAAAAAAAAss/Hmqtu6bE0O8/s400/3-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543237657110877202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oh Baby!  My baby is 100 days old!  Thank you for being adorable, thank you for sleeping so good every night, thank you for taking long naps so mommy can blog, thank you for smiling instead of crying when I yell at the dog, thank you for being cute and cuddly, thank you for loving a binky, thank you for being part of our crazy family.  We love you Lindsay Lu-Bug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-6574882255815473209?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6574882255815473209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=6574882255815473209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6574882255815473209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6574882255815473209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/100-days.html' title='100 Days!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TO2JSUdTk4I/AAAAAAAAAs0/Iv5HANEbGfA/s72-c/100th%2BDay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-5884551840708110206</id><published>2010-11-21T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T10:24:48.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TOlizIFBB2I/AAAAAAAAAsk/1xyYBA905jA/s1600/Project%2BLuLu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TOlizIFBB2I/AAAAAAAAAsk/1xyYBA905jA/s400/Project%2BLuLu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542069446937479010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Time is flying.  I'm already crying to Brandt that she is growing up way too fast and I'm baby hungry again.  I love this happy, smiley, bubble-blowin', chubby, bright, bald, perfect, big-eyed, delicate, lovely, busy, adorable baby girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-5884551840708110206?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5884551840708110206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=5884551840708110206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5884551840708110206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5884551840708110206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-months-old.html' title='3 Months Old'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TOlizIFBB2I/AAAAAAAAAsk/1xyYBA905jA/s72-c/Project%2BLuLu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4071042238260350918</id><published>2010-11-15T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T21:15:41.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My lion and little ladybug-boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TOIQ-N23MkI/AAAAAAAAAsU/wStUbFJ61j0/s1600/IMG_4806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TOIQ-N23MkI/AAAAAAAAAsU/wStUbFJ61j0/s320/IMG_4806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540009152676835906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have horrible news.  Our camera broke!  I haven't been able to take a picture of Lindsay in FOREVER! and she is getting so cute!!!  But, I do have some pictures from Halloween to share tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TOIQ91GFv2I/AAAAAAAAAsM/eUPzwxOjNzc/s1600/IMG_4794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TOIQ91GFv2I/AAAAAAAAAsM/eUPzwxOjNzc/s320/IMG_4794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540009146029817698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TOIQ9bKdInI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Ja_qNPCKEg0/s1600/IMG_4787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TOIQ9bKdInI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Ja_qNPCKEg0/s320/IMG_4787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540009139068805746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TOIQ-Rr5xyI/AAAAAAAAAsc/7u8fieNXo6I/s1600/IMG_4811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TOIQ-Rr5xyI/AAAAAAAAAsc/7u8fieNXo6I/s320/IMG_4811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540009153704609570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Check out the girth on that girl.  Bring on the chub!  I must say that she is still the best baby in the world.  She is sleeping so long at night, looks so adorable all day, and loves to give her mama big, happy smiles.  Who needs hair when you look this cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-4071042238260350918?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4071042238260350918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=4071042238260350918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4071042238260350918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4071042238260350918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TOIQ-N23MkI/AAAAAAAAAsU/wStUbFJ61j0/s72-c/IMG_4806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-5309328968644170589</id><published>2010-10-29T12:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T12:21:50.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pun'kin Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;We have been busy with Halloween this week.  We finally made it out to a pumpkin patch to get 4 of the largest pumpkins Brandt could carry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMsbIpGLSfI/AAAAAAAAArE/Y0Atv5sGm4M/s1600/IMG_4774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMsbIpGLSfI/AAAAAAAAArE/Y0Atv5sGm4M/s320/IMG_4774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533546402439449074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMsbJkHlcRI/AAAAAAAAArM/u4oaOh2K31E/s1600/IMG_4776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMsbJkHlcRI/AAAAAAAAArM/u4oaOh2K31E/s320/IMG_4776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533546418283049234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lindsay Lu-Bug was with us too, but it was too cold to pull her out of her car-seat.  But she was all set for the cold weather.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMsbKUwT32I/AAAAAAAAArc/UoenGRbDerw/s1600/IMG_4781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMsbKUwT32I/AAAAAAAAArc/UoenGRbDerw/s320/IMG_4781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533546431338766178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for my two pumpkin-heads.  Eddy decided he needed a bedtime story at about 3:30 this morning.  Then Lindsay was up at 4:00 for her nighttime feeding.  Eddy climbed into my bed to watch The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills while I fed LuLu.  He usually falls right to sleep and then I carry him back to bed.  Well, he stayed up for the whole episode and then the 30 min. Watch What Happens Live with Andy Cohen.  (I love the Bravo network).  So at 5am I carried him back to bed and tried in vain to get back to my bed 3 or 4 different times.  I finally sent Brandt in to finish the job, but soon his alarm was going off and Eddy was still awake!!!  So, the stinker-bug ended up in my bed and slept until 10:30.  LuLu got up at 8 for breakfast and then we all cuddled together and mommy finally got some sleep.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMsbJwwHU5I/AAAAAAAAArU/GaU2eRlhVXo/s1600/IMG_4783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMsbJwwHU5I/AAAAAAAAArU/GaU2eRlhVXo/s320/IMG_4783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533546421674267538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I guess when you are this cute I can forgive a bad night every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-5309328968644170589?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5309328968644170589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=5309328968644170589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5309328968644170589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5309328968644170589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/punkin-time.html' title='Pun&apos;kin Time'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMsbIpGLSfI/AAAAAAAAArE/Y0Atv5sGm4M/s72-c/IMG_4774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-3776825309721261148</id><published>2010-10-22T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T10:18:44.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S is for Silly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMG9-Q0sFPI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_qM3_TTcdZI/s1600/IMG_4566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMG9-Q0sFPI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_qM3_TTcdZI/s320/IMG_4566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530910694753178866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I promise she loves her brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMG9-Fm4jZI/AAAAAAAAAq0/L-ee2zObuGc/s1600/IMG_4684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMG9-Fm4jZI/AAAAAAAAAq0/L-ee2zObuGc/s320/IMG_4684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530910691742485906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This silly boy has been busy earning stickers on his potty chart and just got a brand-spankin' new pair of Cars jammies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMG99nPIHtI/AAAAAAAAAqs/958RxDi_qEk/s1600/IMG_4656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMG99nPIHtI/AAAAAAAAAqs/958RxDi_qEk/s320/IMG_4656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530910683589779154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is off the binky . . . but sometimes needs a little something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMG99YXMDuI/AAAAAAAAAqk/5RYdF6gVptU/s1600/IMG_4708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMG99YXMDuI/AAAAAAAAAqk/5RYdF6gVptU/s320/IMG_4708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530910679597059810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday this poor boy wanted to go outside and play sooooo bad and his mean, mean mother demanded that he put on clothes first.  This is what he came up with, his new shirt as pants.  lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMG986zWkLI/AAAAAAAAAqc/LnDjFQNnRt8/s1600/IMG_4711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMG986zWkLI/AAAAAAAAAqc/LnDjFQNnRt8/s320/IMG_4711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530910671662125234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I made him pose for pictures and then he ran outside.  Oh, what is a mother to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are a few of my favorite eddy sayings:&lt;br /&gt;bubble taff:  what he needs pretty much after every meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome:  a phrase he uses constantly, but not necessarily correctly.  Brandt will say "I love you" and eddy will respond, "You're welcome."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knock-a-lers:  He earned enough tickets at Boondocks to get a very high-tech pair of plastic binoculars.  His main use for them is picking out all the green sour patch kids from the bag.  "Hold on mom, I need my knock-a-lers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot Molly:  He learned this phrase from his mom this summer when she was 9 months pregnant and baking inside a house with no air-conditioner.  I would tell him we needed the fan on because I feel like a hot tamale.  Now after a hard bike ride around the block he tells me, "Let's go home mom, I a hot molly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-3776825309721261148?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3776825309721261148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=3776825309721261148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3776825309721261148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3776825309721261148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/s-is-for-silly.html' title='S is for Silly'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMG9-Q0sFPI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_qM3_TTcdZI/s72-c/IMG_4566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-3183949447473199101</id><published>2010-10-21T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T21:04:55.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;My girl is growing and is still the best baby in the world.  Next to Eddy of course.  She loves to sleep, poop, eat, and nap, and all in that order.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMEJ1Q3gZxI/AAAAAAAAAqM/bFksKBQaSmA/s1600/IMG_4641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMEJ1Q3gZxI/AAAAAAAAAqM/bFksKBQaSmA/s320/IMG_4641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530712628053174034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She also loves her mama, loves to be held, loves to smile and coo, loves her crazy big brother for some weird reason, and loves to take naps in her daddy's arms.  She loves the bubble bath, staring out the window, sitting in her bouncer, and every now and then she thinks she is big enough to move or sit up.  Not quite yet, but I may be in trouble with how much this little lady likes to move.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMEJ1C-OXII/AAAAAAAAAqE/OIP-78EsJDc/s1600/IMG_4580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMEJ1C-OXII/AAAAAAAAAqE/OIP-78EsJDc/s320/IMG_4580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530712624323255426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who me?  Yes you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got her stats from the doctor on Monday:&lt;br /&gt;weight: 10 lbs. 11 oz. (44%)&lt;br /&gt;height: 22 1/4" (45%)&lt;br /&gt;head: 15 1/4" (48%)&lt;br /&gt;Perfectly proportionate and perfectly adorable in every way.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMELOQrS5MI/AAAAAAAAAqU/P7NqHw0WDU0/s1600/IMG_4638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMELOQrS5MI/AAAAAAAAAqU/P7NqHw0WDU0/s400/IMG_4638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530714157010314434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or do her eyebrows look almost orangey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-3183949447473199101?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3183949447473199101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=3183949447473199101' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3183949447473199101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3183949447473199101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/stats.html' title='The Stats'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TMEJ1Q3gZxI/AAAAAAAAAqM/bFksKBQaSmA/s72-c/IMG_4641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-7230357074945677824</id><published>2010-10-13T16:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T16:44:04.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TLZDvu81Q_I/AAAAAAAAApU/UNUhQptBpBI/s1600/IMG_4654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TLZDvu81Q_I/AAAAAAAAApU/UNUhQptBpBI/s320/IMG_4654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527680079979955186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TLZDvT2lFYI/AAAAAAAAApM/nfOt6INbkXA/s1600/IMG_4655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TLZDvT2lFYI/AAAAAAAAApM/nfOt6INbkXA/s320/IMG_4655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527680072705971586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Captain Underpants has been going without naps for the last week in hopes that bedtime will go better.  But a hard day of potty-training can just wear a guy out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-7230357074945677824?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7230357074945677824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=7230357074945677824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7230357074945677824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7230357074945677824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/cute-kids.html' title='Cute Kids'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TLZDvu81Q_I/AAAAAAAAApU/UNUhQptBpBI/s72-c/IMG_4654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-643332919227542814</id><published>2010-10-05T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T12:17:00.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Adventures of Eddy O.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We went on a little family adventure up to Grace, Idaho to buy some high-quality potatoes.  We stocked up on snacks and hit the road.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjXVlNrCmI/AAAAAAAAAo8/fj0iUmqaTnk/s1600/IMG_4466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjXVlNrCmI/AAAAAAAAAo8/fj0iUmqaTnk/s320/IMG_4466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523901708736596578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is Eddy making a diamond with his cheeto fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjXVe1fugI/AAAAAAAAAo0/egjRhR2fRao/s1600/IMG_4469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjXVe1fugI/AAAAAAAAAo0/egjRhR2fRao/s320/IMG_4469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523901707024579074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And on various stages during the trip his arms would fall out of his shirt so we had to just pull the whole thing off.  Ahhhhh, much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Then on Saturday night we needed some fun so we hit Boondocks and the ADHD was brought out in both my boys.  Eddy had so much fun running around the arcade I don't think we even needed to spend money.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjXVEGJv1I/AAAAAAAAAos/a4tPKqwn5kA/s1600/IMG_4547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjXVEGJv1I/AAAAAAAAAos/a4tPKqwn5kA/s320/IMG_4547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523901699846684498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here are my boys after a ride on the bumper boats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddy continues to entertain me at home.  His new favorite thing is doing everything, "All by myself!"  He loves to get dressed, buckle his car seat, pour his own milk, and then wipe up the spills all by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day he absolutely needed a blue bowl for his Marshmellow Mateys and being the kind, sweet mother that I am, I dug through the dishwasher to find one.  Opening the dishwasher made my glasses turn foggy which was pretty funny.  So then Eddy absolutely, positively needed a blue spoon so he opened the dishwasher this time, and wouldn't you know it, "Mom, look, my eyeballs are foggy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-643332919227542814?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/643332919227542814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=643332919227542814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/643332919227542814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/643332919227542814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/adventures-of-eddy-o.html' title='The Adventures of Eddy O.'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjXVlNrCmI/AAAAAAAAAo8/fj0iUmqaTnk/s72-c/IMG_4466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4659189564927129785</id><published>2010-10-03T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T12:16:37.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LuLu's Latest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sorry for the lack of blogging (esp. to Hayley), but blogger has been uber frustrating lately.  I have the cutest video to post that won't ever, ever, ever, load.  So, I have given up and will just have to post some cute pictures instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjUFIQUxeI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rnARBj6U3ts/s1600/34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjUFIQUxeI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rnARBj6U3ts/s320/34.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523898127550301666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Look who is getting bigger! te-he-he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjVC42fDpI/AAAAAAAAAok/ESqRkQzulsg/s1600/IMG_4408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjVC42fDpI/AAAAAAAAAok/ESqRkQzulsg/s320/IMG_4408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523899188567281298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And my oh my . . . someone had a 1 month birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjVBT4rpDI/AAAAAAAAAoU/p4_5LLQqWMM/s1600/IMG_4481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjVBT4rpDI/AAAAAAAAAoU/p4_5LLQqWMM/s320/IMG_4481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523899161464513586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Look at this lovely little lady all ready for church.  That is until she pooed all over those adorable tights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjVAxNrZBI/AAAAAAAAAoM/pGbTGR18hgc/s1600/48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjVAxNrZBI/AAAAAAAAAoM/pGbTGR18hgc/s320/48.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523899152157336594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just as happy as can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-4659189564927129785?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4659189564927129785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=4659189564927129785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4659189564927129785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4659189564927129785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/sorry-for-lack-of-blogging-esp.html' title='LuLu&apos;s Latest'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TKjUFIQUxeI/AAAAAAAAAoE/rnARBj6U3ts/s72-c/34.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4521162459083659259</id><published>2010-09-14T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T15:16:22.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LuLu's Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am collecting a picture a day of my little LuLu-bug.  Here is how much she has grown already.  PS - I am so spoiled, my little girl knows how to sleep at night.  She can go for 5-6 hour stretches without eating so I only have to get up once!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3fbbf6d5f705e8ef" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3fbbf6d5f705e8ef%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56F43576DF6BE9A2FA96B701055179A3D4D7D553.7239C30B49F8CFD18462D1BB4C7E84B16F0F8BDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3fbbf6d5f705e8ef%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DK8e2XOXToGR55TKiG7YR21DbroE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3fbbf6d5f705e8ef%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56F43576DF6BE9A2FA96B701055179A3D4D7D553.7239C30B49F8CFD18462D1BB4C7E84B16F0F8BDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3fbbf6d5f705e8ef%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DK8e2XOXToGR55TKiG7YR21DbroE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-4521162459083659259?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4521162459083659259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=4521162459083659259' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4521162459083659259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4521162459083659259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/lulus-pictures.html' title='LuLu&apos;s Pictures'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-7891777465734660079</id><published>2010-09-12T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:58:09.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;To celebrate our family's very first baby girl my mom and sisters threw LuLu a pink party. It was of course overrun by boys at the beginning, but we still got lots of girly time in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All the pink treats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516239527559038850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TI2en8AgB4I/AAAAAAAAAnY/np8EX6ZrA3U/s320/IMG_4321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The girls (minus one in Indiana - sniff, sniff)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516240346791573954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TI2fXn4wecI/AAAAAAAAAng/E5lVO0R7OKs/s320/IMG_4331.JPG" /&gt;And of course . . . the pretty pink princess herself.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516240355941085586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TI2fYJ-K8ZI/AAAAAAAAAno/P7PONb-khFg/s320/IMG_4340.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-7891777465734660079?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7891777465734660079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=7891777465734660079' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7891777465734660079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7891777465734660079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/pink-party.html' title='Pink Party'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TI2en8AgB4I/AAAAAAAAAnY/np8EX6ZrA3U/s72-c/IMG_4321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-5374856287009038647</id><published>2010-09-06T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T10:58:27.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TIXIgaMd_xI/AAAAAAAAAmw/riHAXozEv2A/s1600/IMG_4291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TIXIgaMd_xI/AAAAAAAAAmw/riHAXozEv2A/s320/IMG_4291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514033777898028818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Check out my big boy!   He rocked the blow-up toys out at Buffalo Days on Antelope Island.  He felt like he was on "Big Balls" that's his word for his favorite show "Wipeout."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other favorite words from Eddy are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Grahammy Teds" for Teddy Grahams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Pick-ups" for hiccups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Ganks" for Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and today when he wanted to go outside with Dad to mow the lawn I told him he needed to get dressed first, "No mom, I just want to wear naked."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TIXLTOLGqlI/AAAAAAAAAm4/_X9nYEh6xFg/s1600/IMG_4247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TIXLTOLGqlI/AAAAAAAAAm4/_X9nYEh6xFg/s320/IMG_4247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514036849867663954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here he is trying to be just like Dad.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now for more cute pictures of my sweet baby girl!  She still spends most of her time asleep, but she is still beautiful and wonderful and getting bigger everyday.  She was 7 lbs. 5 oz. at her doctor visit last Monday and will be a chunky monkey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spends her days rela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xing with a bink-a-link . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TIXHTZTOz8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/BJOagS9g8WI/s1600/IMG_4287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TIXHTZTOz8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/BJOagS9g8WI/s320/IMG_4287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514032454808031170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fixating on her long fancy fingers&lt;/span&gt; . . . &lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TIXNvTnGVYI/AAAAAAAAAnA/va33UycW-TE/s1600/IMG_4241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TIXNvTnGVYI/AAAAAAAAAnA/va33UycW-TE/s320/IMG_4241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514039531386852738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;or trying to get her mouth around anything that will hopefully be food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TIXHUKHZTMI/AAAAAAAAAmo/lGsLIRpJF8I/s1600/IMG_4302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TIXHUKHZTMI/AAAAAAAAAmo/lGsLIRpJF8I/s320/IMG_4302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514032467911724226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Check out her little fists of fury&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-5374856287009038647?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5374856287009038647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=5374856287009038647' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5374856287009038647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5374856287009038647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/super-star.html' title='Super Star'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TIXIgaMd_xI/AAAAAAAAAmw/riHAXozEv2A/s72-c/IMG_4291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-3656435232756003196</id><published>2010-08-29T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T11:40:18.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/THqnv28MtJI/AAAAAAAAAmA/N1-Y9pRm_-I/s1600/0-3+Months1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/THqnv28MtJI/AAAAAAAAAmA/N1-Y9pRm_-I/s400/0-3+Months1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510901534684918930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eddy loves putting LuLu in all her new toys.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He is obsessed with making puzzles all day long and it is keeping him very busy.  He is also sporting his cars underwear in this picture (backwards because he likes to look at the picture). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He loves to hold his little sis.  Here he is counting her fingers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He got out all the play-dough the other night and made himself a nice little hat.  It took every bone in my kindergarten teacher body to not get after him for squishing all the colors together, but really whats the big deal with a little squished up play-dough with a smile like that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here he is showing off his big muscles.  They get bigger everyday so we have to check them out a lot.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He is one happy boy when he gets to hold his sister, and of course, he doesn't want any help.  He always says, "No hands mom, no hands."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;What a cute little pair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-3656435232756003196?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3656435232756003196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=3656435232756003196' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3656435232756003196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3656435232756003196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/big-brother.html' title='Big Brother'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/THqnv28MtJI/AAAAAAAAAmA/N1-Y9pRm_-I/s72-c/0-3+Months1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-851737534960457051</id><published>2010-08-26T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:22:00.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Peanut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/THSavsZezwI/AAAAAAAAAl4/LIKPVmhPwAM/s1600/IMG_4162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/THSavsZezwI/AAAAAAAAAl4/LIKPVmhPwAM/s400/IMG_4162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509198388343525122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-851737534960457051?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/851737534960457051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=851737534960457051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/851737534960457051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/851737534960457051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/pink-peanut.html' title='Pink Peanut'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/THSavsZezwI/AAAAAAAAAl4/LIKPVmhPwAM/s72-c/IMG_4162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-2773607960950402048</id><published>2010-08-24T21:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:22:55.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/THSaEPWj31I/AAAAAAAAAlw/uPHXKqpoVPE/s1600/IMG_4170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/THSaEPWj31I/AAAAAAAAAlw/uPHXKqpoVPE/s400/IMG_4170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509197641812270930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hi Aunt Hayley.  I hope you are doing well in Indiana.  Thank you for the cute dress, and cardigan, and my oh so comfy blanket.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-2773607960950402048?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2773607960950402048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=2773607960950402048' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2773607960950402048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2773607960950402048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-lady.html' title='Little Lady'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/THSaEPWj31I/AAAAAAAAAlw/uPHXKqpoVPE/s72-c/IMG_4170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-617866716560179332</id><published>2010-08-22T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T12:09:22.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little LuLu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/THF1pFac-aI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/-ELL6iWgDpk/s1600/0-3+Months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/THF1pFac-aI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/-ELL6iWgDpk/s400/0-3+Months.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508313167939041698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-617866716560179332?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/617866716560179332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=617866716560179332' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/617866716560179332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/617866716560179332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/little-lulu.html' title='Little LuLu'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/THF1pFac-aI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/-ELL6iWgDpk/s72-c/0-3+Months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-6485740961018664803</id><published>2010-08-21T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T09:26:00.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy to be Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TG6s8eHsQgI/AAAAAAAAAlI/XPGAepksfhM/s1600/IMG_4142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TG6s8eHsQgI/AAAAAAAAAlI/XPGAepksfhM/s400/IMG_4142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507529549198148098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We are one little happy family.  I can't believe I have kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; now.  I am one lucky mommy.  Not only do I have two beautiful kids, but I am feeling surprisingly great for having just delivered a baby.  The first time was a little traumatic because of all the things I never knew.  But this time I am up and feeling great.  I even do chores!  (maybe just one, but still!  chores!  and I'm blogging!  I don't think Brandt appreciates the effort and energy required to have two kids and make the bed).  Eddy is adjusting to sharing his monopoly on unlimited mommy time and melts my heart when he says his prayers and says, "thank you for mommy, and daddy, and LuLu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And take a look at this precious girl!  Don't worry, oodles of more pictures will be coming soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-6485740961018664803?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6485740961018664803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=6485740961018664803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6485740961018664803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6485740961018664803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-to-be-home.html' title='Happy to be Home'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TG6s8eHsQgI/AAAAAAAAAlI/XPGAepksfhM/s72-c/IMG_4142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-8718234474606479629</id><published>2010-08-20T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T09:26:22.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lindsay Lu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Lindsay Lu Shaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;8-16-2010&lt;br /&gt; 6 lbs. 14 oz.&lt;br /&gt; 20"&lt;br /&gt;5:25 pm&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TG6qfAb1h_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/VJBw37PtzxM/s1600/IMG_4113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TG6qfAb1h_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/VJBw37PtzxM/s320/IMG_4113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507526843990116338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Big Brother is warming up to his little sis.  He loves LuLu, but doesn't love mom giving her too much attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TG6qGv4vuYI/AAAAAAAAAkg/lU_jgKyEOyw/s1600/IMG_4127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TG6qGv4vuYI/AAAAAAAAAkg/lU_jgKyEOyw/s320/IMG_4127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507526427231107458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready to come home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TG6qG_61kaI/AAAAAAAAAko/bR067VoSH2w/s1600/IMG_4129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TG6qG_61kaI/AAAAAAAAAko/bR067VoSH2w/s320/IMG_4129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507526431534846370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My little Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TG6sQb0DrXI/AAAAAAAAAlA/oSlycIbeloE/s1600/IMG_4142.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-8718234474606479629?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8718234474606479629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=8718234474606479629' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8718234474606479629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8718234474606479629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/lindsay-lu.html' title='Lindsay Lu'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TG6qfAb1h_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/VJBw37PtzxM/s72-c/IMG_4113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-677252618982574989</id><published>2010-08-09T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:23:38.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could Not Be . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TGDgRAzsacI/AAAAAAAAAj4/RX5rvHGqCjQ/s1600/IMG_4076.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TGDgRAzsacI/AAAAAAAAAj4/RX5rvHGqCjQ/s1600/IMG_4076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TGDgRAzsacI/AAAAAAAAAj4/RX5rvHGqCjQ/s320/IMG_4076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503645327525964226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eddy could not be more tired tonight.  We ran around all day and he didn't get a nap so I thought bedtime would take 5 minutes.  Well, a hard-fought hour and a half later he finally gave up mid-sentence and finally passed out.  The kid would not stop talking!  He had better sleep until noon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TGDgQ01C5qI/AAAAAAAAAjw/DpNDKOvZYQ0/s1600/IMG_4077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TGDgQ01C5qI/AAAAAAAAAjw/DpNDKOvZYQ0/s320/IMG_4077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503645324310406818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brandt could not be more excited to start teaching.  He spent the day down in his classroom getting units planned and figuring out class schedules.  He is glued to his new laptop planning, with maybe a look or two at football, which he also could not be more excited about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TGDgQnIVlhI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9IioblSyYhU/s1600/IMG_4079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TGDgQnIVlhI/AAAAAAAAAjo/9IioblSyYhU/s320/IMG_4079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503645320633226770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could not be more pregnant!  Then I go eat a cookie or another bowl of cereal and oops, what couldn't possibly get any bigger continues to grow.  Seriously though, no more room!  She is going to pop out of me.  The date is set for Monday, Aug. 16th.  And we all couldn't be more excited to finally meet LuLu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-677252618982574989?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/677252618982574989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=677252618982574989' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/677252618982574989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/677252618982574989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/could-not-be.html' title='Could Not Be . . .'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TGDgRAzsacI/AAAAAAAAAj4/RX5rvHGqCjQ/s72-c/IMG_4076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-3065242703535128577</id><published>2010-07-31T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T18:04:21.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nursery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TFTEaePe8pI/AAAAAAAAAjg/I4lygUFy1Rc/s1600/Nursery1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TFTEaePe8pI/AAAAAAAAAjg/I4lygUFy1Rc/s400/Nursery1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500237003999867538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The final countdown is starting and I've been busy getting all things girly for our new girl.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Chambers brought back a baby beluga whale from their trip to Alaska for LuLu's traditional monthly pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I bought the cutest vinyl sticker pack at Target and found little spots all over her room for adorable owls, birds, mushrooms, and the cutest tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We went to IKEA today and got this bookshelf/storage unit and the cute pink bins.  I threw the diaper changing pad on top and we are set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I am so proud of the bedding because I made most of it.  What!?  I know.  I got a sewing machine for Christmas and have been busy putting it to good use.  I made her the rag quilt and recovered Eddy's sports-themed bumper into something a little more girly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I had to splurge on a new diaper bag just because I'm the mom, I'm fat, I'm hot, I'm getting squished and kicked and I thought I deserved something new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;More cute vinyl stickers by the window and a cute ric-rac valance also made by this beginning sewer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now we just need our baby girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-3065242703535128577?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3065242703535128577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=3065242703535128577' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3065242703535128577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3065242703535128577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/nursery.html' title='The Nursery'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TFTEaePe8pI/AAAAAAAAAjg/I4lygUFy1Rc/s72-c/Nursery1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-6661704650871973451</id><published>2010-07-28T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T22:00:30.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Wife</title><content type='html'>Alright Ladies that read this blog, I want you all to know that you pale in comparison to the wonderful wife that I have.  She is a pro at this whole Ten Reasons why stuff.  There is not a day that I do not come home and she has a list of ten reasons why we or I need to do things.  They are generally really good reasons, and we end up doing things her way.  So in an attempt to be like my wonderful wife I will now present to you a list of ten reasons she is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10). She lives with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know me well enough to know that this feat in and of itself is something that very few people could do.9).  She puts up with my second wife, sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit it here and now, I may have a little crush on sports.  Not a night goes by that I do not tune into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SportCenter&lt;/span&gt; and see what happened, and then look in the morning to make sure that I did not miss anything.&lt;br /&gt;8).  She helps me make some of the hardest choices that any man will ever have to make.  These range from my career path to when it is time to throw away old cloths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7).  She is carrying my second child.  We are so excited to have our little girl here with us next month, one more then the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6).  She is raising Eddy to be a sweet, nice, caring, lovable little child.  I thought that the zoo would always come a claim my children and put them in the pit with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tazmainian&lt;/span&gt; devils but alas she is shaping him into a great kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5). Every night when I come home she has Dinner made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4). She lets me play basketball at least twice a week, and if I am a good boy and do all of my chores a third time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3).  She is so cute.  We were driving home from Park City the other day and we were talking about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ex's&lt;/span&gt; of mine and I told her that I dated a girl that when she smiled the room lit up like a Christmas Tree.  What I failed to mention was that this girl did not smile that often.  For those of you that know my sweet wife you know that her smile lights up a room like a spot light and she is never not wearing her smile.2).  She is patient with my short comings and down falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1).  She loves me.  And for that I am always great full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FTs1lZMzh8/TFEKsClKLaI/AAAAAAAAAg4/xJb290P-tHc/s1600/IMG_3833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FTs1lZMzh8/TFEKsClKLaI/AAAAAAAAAg4/xJb290P-tHc/s320/IMG_3833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499188371719335330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-6661704650871973451?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6661704650871973451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=6661704650871973451' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6661704650871973451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6661704650871973451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-wife.html' title='My Wife'/><author><name>Brandt</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10836482812965008039</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_2FTs1lZMzh8/R9GHXoTJyvI/AAAAAAAAAEg/51BZC3hT9PY/S220/IMG_0371.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2FTs1lZMzh8/TFEKsClKLaI/AAAAAAAAAg4/xJb290P-tHc/s72-c/IMG_3833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-1598232109461930755</id><published>2010-07-21T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T21:19:00.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TEZ1nXjN3qI/AAAAAAAAAjY/XkLSzFQxIrk/s1600/IMG_4038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TEZ1nXjN3qI/AAAAAAAAAjY/XkLSzFQxIrk/s320/IMG_4038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496209714449342114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So, I'm a pretty lucky mommy.  I get this adorable boy to hang out with all day.  Between him and his sister I can be pretty exhausted by the end of the day, but it is worth every tiring minute.  Here are some of the things I just can't get enough of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Love do Saturdays."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;One day Eddy said, "I love do"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me: "I love you too!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eddy:  kind of confused, "I love do Tuesdays?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me: "Yes, I love you Tuesdays."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, he just had to one up me so he said, "I love do Saturdays."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now when we say I love you he usually responds with, "Love do Saturdays"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He is quick to say sorry.  In the midst of trouble-making with a big cheesy grin, "Oh, sorry mom."  As if he completely, entirely, accidentally forgot all about not dumping bath water ALL over the floor, or that Sadie is not allowed to eat ketchup for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; He doesn't need naps, at least he thinks so.  Every afternoon when things start to turn cranky, "I not tiwred."  Silly mom, naps are for tired people and as you can plainly see, I am clearly not falling into that category.  Little does he know that mommies know better and are not easily fooled because every afternoon he takes a nice nap, and if I'm really lucky, long nap.  Even at bedtime he tries to convince me that, "It's not bedtime . . . it's paw-sicle (popsicle) time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He loves his mommy.  Even when I'm tired and cranky he loves his mommy.  Even when I want nap time to last a little longer, or want to read his favorite book just 3 times instead of 5.  Even when I force shampoo onto his dirty little head or only let him have 2 popsicles instead of 10.  Even when he asks me, "carry woo?" (which means for me to carry him, not the other way around) and I refuse because I'm too fat or too hot.  Even when I make him go to church or go to bed.  Even when I break down and cry because I'm so frustrated with a dog that chews everything, he is there to give me a hug and to say it's ok.  Yes, I am one very lucky mommy and I am amazed every day at what an incredible boy I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-1598232109461930755?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1598232109461930755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=1598232109461930755' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1598232109461930755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1598232109461930755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/this-kid.html' title='This Kid'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TEZ1nXjN3qI/AAAAAAAAAjY/XkLSzFQxIrk/s72-c/IMG_4038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4088490503076342982</id><published>2010-07-20T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T21:19:26.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Truck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TEZ03CgP6CI/AAAAAAAAAjI/dEXvDpH7_bo/s1600/IMG_4049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TEZ03CgP6CI/AAAAAAAAAjI/dEXvDpH7_bo/s320/IMG_4049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496208884166027298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, little LuLu will be here soon so we needed to say goodbye to Brandt's black Ranger.  Sorry, but there just wasn't room for two car seats and it was getting a little bumpy for me, and a little bit squishy to ride in the back with my belly.  Brandt couldn't give up a truck entirely so he set out to find the perfect family truck and wouldn't you know it he found one in a day.  He found it on Monday, but wasn't exactly sure this was what we needed or wanted so he held off; until Friday when we drove off the lot in it.  We are in love!  It is roomy for Brandt and for mama's with big bellies.  Plenty of room in the back for one or two more car seats.  A tailgate that opens, windows that roll up and down, a sun roof, and even a bench seat in the front in case I want to snuggle.  Oh yes, I'm a dork, but if Brandt gets a truck he has to let me have my way sometimes.  When we were at the car lot Eddy demanded a red truck and he usually gets his way, but he is putting up with silver for now.  He loves going on bumpy rides, getting ice-cream cones, and now his new favorite is going to the movies.  We tested out our new ride at the drive-in last night and had a blast.  We set up the air mattress, loaded up the back with pillows and treats and had a great time.  Now Eddy can't wait to put LuLu's car seat in the back and take her on bumpy car rides too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TEZ04ICv-JI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2FCjQ7YCCsQ/s1600/IMG_4050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TEZ04ICv-JI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2FCjQ7YCCsQ/s320/IMG_4050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496208902832781458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-4088490503076342982?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4088490503076342982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=4088490503076342982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4088490503076342982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4088490503076342982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-truck.html' title='New Truck'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TEZ03CgP6CI/AAAAAAAAAjI/dEXvDpH7_bo/s72-c/IMG_4049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-6508301822814488855</id><published>2010-06-27T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T21:51:13.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kitchen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We are starting to get settled in around here and I wanted to post some pictures of our new home.  First off, the kitchen.  It is HUGE!  We have very stylish black cabinets to match our super stylish Vesta oven.  That's right, a Vesta.  I was so worried the oven would fall apart or blow up the first time I used it, but it is working out nicely.  The fridge is about a mile away to the right and then nothing but lots of empty floor space for Eddy to ride his bike around or for Sadie to lounge.  Sadie also matches the kitchen which is really cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TCgoEF2axkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/8DYTO_hNnbU/s1600/IMG_4005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TCgoEF2axkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/8DYTO_hNnbU/s320/IMG_4005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487680196705961538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  Yes, this kitchen has it all.  Plenty of space, room to make lots of delicious meals, or even make a delicious brownie mess with my little helper Eddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TCgoD_DlWPI/AAAAAAAAAiw/QDJrkmPhXX0/s1600/IMG_4004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TCgoD_DlWPI/AAAAAAAAAiw/QDJrkmPhXX0/s320/IMG_4004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487680194882132210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-6508301822814488855?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6508301822814488855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=6508301822814488855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6508301822814488855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6508301822814488855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/kitchen.html' title='The Kitchen'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TCgoEF2axkI/AAAAAAAAAi4/8DYTO_hNnbU/s72-c/IMG_4005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-3430661380412264722</id><published>2010-06-22T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:48:23.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eddy found my pregnancy book the other day and I asked him if he wanted to see some pictures of sister.  The first one I showed him made him laugh when he realized, "Sister is naked!"  The next one I showed him was, "gross," and then the next one, when he saw her little bare toes, he said, "Sister needs socks."  He decided pink socks would be good for sister.  My favorite picture was one he found at the beginning of the book of just a group of cells, it looked something like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TCEFLgcxP2I/AAAAAAAAAig/m_e8B-fLtl8/s1600/pickle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TCEFLgcxP2I/AAAAAAAAAig/m_e8B-fLtl8/s320/pickle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485671516361277282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and Eddy said, "Oh, Lu-Lu eating pickles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-3430661380412264722?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3430661380412264722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=3430661380412264722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3430661380412264722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3430661380412264722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/pictures-of-sister.html' title='Pictures of Sister'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TCEFLgcxP2I/AAAAAAAAAig/m_e8B-fLtl8/s72-c/pickle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-3767846955942296889</id><published>2010-06-14T17:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:16:37.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well . . . it has been a long little while since I have posted, but we have been a bit busy around here.  Since I last posted our little family has made some big changes.  We thought we were moving to Pocatello Idaho for Brandt's graduate school, but then he went and got a lousy job.  He will be a geography teacher at Monticello Academy starting this fall.  We are so excited he finally gets to be a real teacher, even if we had to put other plans on hold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unfortunately, we kind of rented out our house for two years because we thought we were moving, so we needed to find a place to live which wasn't so easy with having our dear Sadie Sue to bring along too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We searched and searched and with only days to spare we found the perfect house to rent and signed the papers just in time to move. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Moving was easier and harder than I thought; emotionally it was easier, but physically it was so much harder!  I never realized how much stuff we had just laying around in our unfinished basement.  Now comes the fun part of organizing everything inside our new house and de-cluttering, which I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now things haven't exactly worked out like we had planned, but for some weird reason they seem to be working out.  So here are the 10 things I am grateful for right now in our new home:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Edders has a backyard to play in with a huge shade tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Edders is going to bed good in his new bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have a HUGE kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have a dining room.  (I feel so spoiled to have a separate room for dining, only rich people have dining rooms.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I have tons of closets to organize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have the largest preschool room ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have a nursery for Lu-Lu that I can't wait to get all cutesy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We have a very nice ward who have been so welcoming, even when I walked into Relief Society bawling like a baby. . . darn pregnancy hormones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We have a mailbox that's attached to our house so our mail-lady actually walks up to our door to deliver our mail, which makes Sadie bark like mad, but it is still cute and charming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We scored a free sectional from Lisa's neighbors which is so comfy and has plenty of space for our whole family to stretch out on, even Sadie, but she has been banned from the couches ever since she started shedding like mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our cute new Kaysville house&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TBbSHce-OYI/AAAAAAAAAiE/VlV5vm5Svb8/s1600/IMG_3952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TBbSHce-OYI/AAAAAAAAAiE/VlV5vm5Svb8/s400/IMG_3952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482800621717174658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-3767846955942296889?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3767846955942296889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=3767846955942296889' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3767846955942296889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3767846955942296889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-home.html' title='New Home'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TBbSHce-OYI/AAAAAAAAAiE/VlV5vm5Svb8/s72-c/IMG_3952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-2904543561189565264</id><published>2010-04-28T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:36:42.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is a . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;G&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;RL&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bring on the ruffles, hearts, and polka-dots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://demandware.edgesuite.net/aady_prd/on/demandware.static/Sites-Carters-Site/-/default/v1272317244868/themes/carters/images/carters-baby-girl-background.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1060px; height: 428px;" src="http://demandware.edgesuite.net/aady_prd/on/demandware.static/Sites-Carters-Site/-/default/v1272317244868/themes/carters/images/carters-baby-girl-background.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-2904543561189565264?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2904543561189565264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=2904543561189565264' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2904543561189565264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2904543561189565264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-is.html' title='It is a . . .'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-36227934517709838</id><published>2010-04-24T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T19:57:07.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Spoiled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S9Ot35mlu9I/AAAAAAAAAh0/V2ZizZVswUQ/s1600/IMG_3704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S9Ot35mlu9I/AAAAAAAAAh0/V2ZizZVswUQ/s400/IMG_3704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463901948797631442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eddy love, love, loves getting suckers from dad when we visit him at the pharmacy.  He always asks for two suckers, you know, one for each hand.  Well, dad made Eddy's night by bringing him home a giant cookie sucker.  Eddy was so excited he then demanded to snuggle with dad and for mom to take a picture.  How can we resist this cute little boy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-36227934517709838?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/36227934517709838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=36227934517709838' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/36227934517709838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/36227934517709838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/mr-spoiled.html' title='Mr. Spoiled'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S9Ot35mlu9I/AAAAAAAAAh0/V2ZizZVswUQ/s72-c/IMG_3704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-7582452051815080502</id><published>2010-04-05T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T09:27:36.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S7oN9Ig7o2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/2RpcAkzM4Ms/s1600/IMG_3576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S7oN9Ig7o2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/2RpcAkzM4Ms/s320/IMG_3576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456689242421568354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday Eddy got spoiled rotten for Easter.  First he woke up and demanded that we, "Call Carter," so we went off to Wade and Mary Lou's and he got to wrassle with the big boys for awhile before we went off to Grandma and Grandpa Chambers' for the Easter Egg hunt.  He was so excited he couldn't wait to get out the door with his haul.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S7oN8EnSvII/AAAAAAAAAg0/VrCs1WsCd44/s1600/IMG_3583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S7oN8EnSvII/AAAAAAAAAg0/VrCs1WsCd44/s320/IMG_3583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456689224194636930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He got to wrassle some more boys, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S7oN9klmgiI/AAAAAAAAAhM/jvOgCzkNDHk/s1600/IMG_3582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S7oN9klmgiI/AAAAAAAAAhM/jvOgCzkNDHk/s320/IMG_3582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456689249957347874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eat good food, and make a nice big mess.  Here he is checking out his new froggy shades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S7oN8iiPtnI/AAAAAAAAAg8/R-xcdX91CCs/s1600/IMG_3577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S7oN8iiPtnI/AAAAAAAAAg8/R-xcdX91CCs/s320/IMG_3577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456689232226530930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But his day was not done.  Then he went over to Grandma Lisa's and got more toys and of course more delicious food for his hungry, hungry belly.  We love this ham bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S7oN7lecfcI/AAAAAAAAAgs/-pbKhkYVvus/s1600/IMG_3584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S7oN7lecfcI/AAAAAAAAAgs/-pbKhkYVvus/s320/IMG_3584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456689215836028354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-7582452051815080502?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7582452051815080502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=7582452051815080502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7582452051815080502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7582452051815080502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S7oN9Ig7o2I/AAAAAAAAAhE/2RpcAkzM4Ms/s72-c/IMG_3576.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-7353712717743281072</id><published>2010-03-25T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T11:48:39.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bellies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is a belly shot.  I was about 16 weeks along in this picture and feeling rather good about myself . . .  until I saw the picture.  I was convinced that Eddy still had a bigger belly than me.  When did he get so skinny?  I went to the doctor the other day and everything is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S6uvE_wWc8I/AAAAAAAAAgc/tCtPio9Rbsc/s1600/IMG_3525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S6uvE_wWc8I/AAAAAAAAAgc/tCtPio9Rbsc/s400/IMG_3525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452644274230686658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm now 18 weeks along and my doctor said I can make my big ultrasound appointment in two weeks to find out boy or girl.  Unfortunately, they are completely booked until April 28th! AHHHHH!  I have to wait another 33 days.  Oh well.  I'm happy and healthy and it sounds like baby is too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;She suddenly decided to make a little more belly room after the doctor's appointment.  I need to unbutton my jeans now and last night I had to even unzip.  It had been a long day.  Right now her favorite foods are anything with lots of melted cheese: Quesadillas, mac n' cheese, toasted cheese sandwiches.  Ummm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well, I want to know what you think.  Is it going to be a boy or a girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-7353712717743281072?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7353712717743281072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=7353712717743281072' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7353712717743281072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7353712717743281072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/bellies.html' title='Bellies'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S6uvE_wWc8I/AAAAAAAAAgc/tCtPio9Rbsc/s72-c/IMG_3525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-5355993583432653057</id><published>2010-03-22T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T15:05:00.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadie's New Dog Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S6VG1ZYD3UI/AAAAAAAAAfs/1Nk0iRS4Z7c/s1600-h/IMG_3533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450840807160667458" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S6VG1ZYD3UI/AAAAAAAAAfs/1Nk0iRS4Z7c/s400/IMG_3533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; To help Sadie rest and relax after her doggy surgery we got her this plush dog bed.  She thought it was a $20 chew toy, but Eddy is finding it quite comfortable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-5355993583432653057?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5355993583432653057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=5355993583432653057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5355993583432653057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5355993583432653057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/sadies-new-dog-bed.html' title='Sadie&apos;s New Dog Bed'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S6VG1ZYD3UI/AAAAAAAAAfs/1Nk0iRS4Z7c/s72-c/IMG_3533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-940918974869208033</id><published>2010-03-21T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:19:58.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom . . .I did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S6VDPswO-iI/AAAAAAAAAfk/9o4VUeLyJFY/s1600-h/IMG_3531.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450836860992420386" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S6VDPswO-iI/AAAAAAAAAfk/9o4VUeLyJFY/s400/IMG_3531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meet my busy little helper. He is so smart and so independent and so two-years-old. I hear this little phrase, "Mom, I did it!" and need to start searching. One day it was the laundry. He moved all the dirty clothes off the floor and put them in the dryer. Good job, little man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The next day he was begging for fruit snacks and I was being a mean mom and said no. Well, "Mom, I did it." Came into the kitchen to find him with two open bags of fruit snacks. Stinker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then he marched down the stairs and said, "Mom, I did it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Did What?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"I Changed." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Changed? Show me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pulled down his pants to show me his undiapered bottom. I ran upstairs to find the ditched diaper and luckily it was not a messy one. We put a clean dipe on and he got to put on his pants, which was hilarious to watch, but he did it. What a big boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-940918974869208033?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/940918974869208033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=940918974869208033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/940918974869208033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/940918974869208033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/mom-i-did-it.html' title='Mom . . .I did it!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S6VDPswO-iI/AAAAAAAAAfk/9o4VUeLyJFY/s72-c/IMG_3531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4099034153339089945</id><published>2010-03-20T14:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T14:47:39.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Napolean Dynamite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S6VBc7XC4dI/AAAAAAAAAfM/yC_eqXkKQow/s1600-h/IMG_3544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450834889228345810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S6VBc7XC4dI/AAAAAAAAAfM/yC_eqXkKQow/s320/IMG_3544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My big boy has a new favorite pair of shoes, or boots. It's the only pair he can easily put on by himself so he is always wearing them and sneaking off outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450835628010916130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S6VCH7iiSSI/AAAAAAAAAfc/HzkvH34S6nQ/s320/IMG_3556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-4099034153339089945?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4099034153339089945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=4099034153339089945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4099034153339089945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4099034153339089945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/napolean-dynamite.html' title='Napolean Dynamite'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S6VBc7XC4dI/AAAAAAAAAfM/yC_eqXkKQow/s72-c/IMG_3544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-8632984929631512482</id><published>2010-03-12T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T15:19:06.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's New</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It has been awhile since I posted anything so here are a few random pictures of what's been going on around our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today was the first nice, not frigid day, in months!! Eddy played in the backyard with Sadie and then enjoyed a little yogurt snack in the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S5rAqz6i_OI/AAAAAAAAAe8/S-V8WL9rNIQ/s1600-h/IMG_3524.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447878540980845794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S5rAqz6i_OI/AAAAAAAAAe8/S-V8WL9rNIQ/s200/IMG_3524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Our poor sister Sadie had some surgery this week. I was worried sick about her all day that she was gone and then it was kind of depressing to see her so mellow. I've been wishing she wouldn't be so hyper and jump on people, but Tuesday was just sad. She is all back to normal, minus the flour on her face in this picture. . .because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S5rAqa9ewcI/AAAAAAAAAe0/nHdoj1Dr54U/s1600-h/IMG_3522.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447878534282265026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S5rAqa9ewcI/AAAAAAAAAe0/nHdoj1Dr54U/s200/IMG_3522.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Eddy helped me make some dessert this week. He was an excellent helper with getting our work surface slightly dusted with flour--and then every inch of himself.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447878526538410226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S5rAp-HM6PI/AAAAAAAAAes/I9VHsva1Mo0/s200/IMG_3518.JPG" /&gt; Can you see his crazy third eyebrow of flour?&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447880088334697298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S5rCE4QdA1I/AAAAAAAAAfE/k363WRGvPZM/s200/IMG_3521.JPG" /&gt; Eddy has been obsessed with shoveling lately.  When there isn't any left on the sidewalk he has to shovel the grass.  Here is my busy boy with hopefully the last patch of snow our yard will see for a long time.  I'm so ready for spring to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S5rApPQyvyI/AAAAAAAAAek/iqhVPC7y0RU/s1600-h/IMG_3516.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447878513962172194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S5rApPQyvyI/AAAAAAAAAek/iqhVPC7y0RU/s200/IMG_3516.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And here is my proud, bragging-mom moment.  Eddy has been a little counting machine lately and I love hearing how smart he is.  I think preschool might be wearing off on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-669e5ae2c12e40c1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D669e5ae2c12e40c1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C21C641FB002D3429B0E658D21B3BA8FCEBA4E1.646A5E76F12DCCC9EA6C4B9AB7A860766D7BC417%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D669e5ae2c12e40c1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJgwIMgUU-hdlwMO65ZdU3mqQ1ZQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D669e5ae2c12e40c1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C21C641FB002D3429B0E658D21B3BA8FCEBA4E1.646A5E76F12DCCC9EA6C4B9AB7A860766D7BC417%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D669e5ae2c12e40c1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJgwIMgUU-hdlwMO65ZdU3mqQ1ZQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-8632984929631512482?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8632984929631512482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=8632984929631512482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8632984929631512482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8632984929631512482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s New'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S5rAqz6i_OI/AAAAAAAAAe8/S-V8WL9rNIQ/s72-c/IMG_3524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4035757035697288054</id><published>2010-02-17T12:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T12:49:39.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our family had our traditional Valentine's Day dinner. Brandt goes all out and makes a delicious dinner of steak and lobster, I'm in charge of dessert, and then we sit down together and watch the NBA Slam-Dunk Contest. I'll spare you all the gushy, romantic details. This year we added Biscuit to our romantic dinner. He pigged out! Well, we all did. But Eddy made sure that no mushroom went unnoticed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eddy sampling the dessert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S3xSJQsA6LI/AAAAAAAAAec/fN3jkpN-SAU/s1600-h/IMG_3475.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439312769008593074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S3xSJQsA6LI/AAAAAAAAAec/fN3jkpN-SAU/s320/IMG_3475.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Our happy family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S3xSI7il7OI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Ju8uF3a65sw/s1600-h/IMG_3479.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439312763331931362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S3xSI7il7OI/AAAAAAAAAeU/Ju8uF3a65sw/s320/IMG_3479.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the goods!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(steak, lobster, asparagus, cheesy mashed potatoes, and a side of mushrooms)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S3xSIb3heAI/AAAAAAAAAeM/xaDJb2x63PM/s1600-h/IMG_3477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439312754829785090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S3xSIb3heAI/AAAAAAAAAeM/xaDJb2x63PM/s320/IMG_3477.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;to my adorable boys and our dorky traditions&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-4035757035697288054?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4035757035697288054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=4035757035697288054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4035757035697288054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4035757035697288054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S3xSJQsA6LI/AAAAAAAAAec/fN3jkpN-SAU/s72-c/IMG_3475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-7317637825753278852</id><published>2010-01-25T10:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T10:53:00.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S13nbv-FPqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/VNkJTLOMyH4/s1600-h/IMG_3406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430751189598027426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S13nbv-FPqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/VNkJTLOMyH4/s400/IMG_3406.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Baby Eddy will soon be the Big Brother in the house.  We are expecting baby #2 around August 25th.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;YIPEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-7317637825753278852?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7317637825753278852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=7317637825753278852' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7317637825753278852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7317637825753278852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon . . .'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S13nbv-FPqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/VNkJTLOMyH4/s72-c/IMG_3406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-2992839016484736333</id><published>2010-01-14T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T19:29:19.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chatter-Box</title><content type='html'>Eddy had always been a man of few words, but lately he has been a little jabber-jaws.  It is so cute to hear him putting words together to get what he wants.  I usually hear this first thing in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddy: Pa-sicle?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: No, no popsicles for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Eddy: Ice-seam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday he discovered a new favorite treat, ice-cream sandwiches.  Now he asks for, "ice-seam bread."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually hear these words 50 times a day:&lt;br /&gt;Psych!&lt;br /&gt;Ta-Da!&lt;br /&gt;CHEESE!&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;cookin'&lt;br /&gt;dinner&lt;br /&gt;No mom&lt;br /&gt;I love do Mom&lt;br /&gt;Eddy videos (he loves to watch all his old baby videos on Picasa)&lt;br /&gt;Mouse (his new favorite TV show, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse)&lt;br /&gt;candy&lt;br /&gt;and last be not least, thanks to Uncle Carter, we get to hear&lt;br /&gt;"Naked Baby!"  Every time I change his bum, get him in the tub, get him dressed, etc. he has to run around and say, "Naked Baby!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cleaned out our basement and put down some old carpet so Eddy has a comfy playroom all to himself, well, and Sadie.  I always go downstairs to check on the kids and I ask, "Are you guys being good?" and Eddy always answers, "No."  So at least he is an honest trouble-maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hear "NO" a lot on Sundays.  "No church, no nursery, no turtleneck."  I'm such a cruel mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also has been saying "no" to bubble-baths lately so he has been taking showers, or, as he likes to call them, "Showders."  He also loves to play with the bar of soap, but says it more like "soup."  So "soup &amp;amp; showder."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his favorite things to say . . .&lt;br /&gt;Ruby's House&lt;br /&gt;suckers&lt;br /&gt;Buddy! (his cousin Brody)&lt;br /&gt;and Bacon!  (every type of meat is called bacon, and he loves every type of meat.  Where on earth did he get that from?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night we were having dinner with Grandma Lisa and Aunt Blaire.  Blaire announced she had news, but before she could finish Eddy yelled, "News!  I love Bacon!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every night we have to say prayers before bed.  He folds his arms and starts, "Hev'ly Fader."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kid is too cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-2992839016484736333?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2992839016484736333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=2992839016484736333' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2992839016484736333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2992839016484736333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/chatter-box.html' title='Chatter-Box'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-6484456767249097593</id><published>2010-01-14T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T19:21:07.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta-Da!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S0_XUrH0NDI/AAAAAAAAAb0/aYlQawPdZyE/s1600-h/IMG_3369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426792826177598514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S0_XUrH0NDI/AAAAAAAAAb0/aYlQawPdZyE/s200/IMG_3369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight Eddy was a little artist.  He painted and jabbered away for as long as he had paper.  And then to show off his finished product he had to say his new favorite word, "Ta-Da!" &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S0_XUCC8RBI/AAAAAAAAAbs/wTawJuJplPw/s1600-h/IMG_3368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426792815151301650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S0_XUCC8RBI/AAAAAAAAAbs/wTawJuJplPw/s200/IMG_3368.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  I hear that after every big or little accomplishment during the day.  In fact, I just heard it again after he threw all the pillows off the bed, "Ta-Da!" &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S0_XUCC8RBI/AAAAAAAAAbs/wTawJuJplPw/s1600-h/IMG_3368.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ed842d94e26e1385" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded842d94e26e1385%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B3F0D3CA8278447A567FCCFC3D1102869BEC38D.1C5C078B5C1256ECDFD520947475245C22F474D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded842d94e26e1385%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGLLs-aVArVMcdKoPimNQtMLKVlw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded842d94e26e1385%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B3F0D3CA8278447A567FCCFC3D1102869BEC38D.1C5C078B5C1256ECDFD520947475245C22F474D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded842d94e26e1385%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGLLs-aVArVMcdKoPimNQtMLKVlw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I have a hard time getting videos of Eddy because he wants to see them as I am recording them, thus he keeps disappearing behind the camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-6484456767249097593?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6484456767249097593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=6484456767249097593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6484456767249097593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6484456767249097593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/ta-da.html' title='Ta-Da!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/S0_XUrH0NDI/AAAAAAAAAb0/aYlQawPdZyE/s72-c/IMG_3369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-9066439616008426347</id><published>2009-12-27T10:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T11:03:30.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The birthday celebrations started on Christmas Eve with the Shaws. He blew out some candles on birthday cupcakes that he decorated himself and of course got spoiled rotten!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Szeulxg6f0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/VyLgjjycLQg/s1600-h/Starred+Photos.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419992640533462850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Szeulxg6f0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/VyLgjjycLQg/s400/Starred+Photos.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Dec. 26th he woke up ready to be busy. He started by shoveling the driveway with dad . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SzetD17IfII/AAAAAAAAAbY/D2xi42_erEA/s1600-h/IMG_3312.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419990958089993346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SzetD17IfII/AAAAAAAAAbY/D2xi42_erEA/s320/IMG_3312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then got the biggest pizza ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SzetDa28dnI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1uvtNpE4Rmw/s1600-h/IMG_3316.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419990950824670834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SzetDa28dnI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1uvtNpE4Rmw/s320/IMG_3316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a fun little party with his best buddies (cuzzies). Can you see the love between Eddy and Brody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SzetDIN0zzI/AAAAAAAAAbI/zCGneS2F5cQ/s1600-h/IMG_3321.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419990945820364594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SzetDIN0zzI/AAAAAAAAAbI/zCGneS2F5cQ/s320/IMG_3321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This big boy got his own backpack, a magna-doodle, popsicles, popcorn, a potty, some books, some cars, and lots of people who love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SzetCmlSMVI/AAAAAAAAAbA/L_xJKff_5yU/s1600-h/IMG_3325.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419990936791953746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SzetCmlSMVI/AAAAAAAAAbA/L_xJKff_5yU/s320/IMG_3325.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; This picture makes me want to cry, when did he get so big?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-9066439616008426347?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9066439616008426347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=9066439616008426347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/9066439616008426347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/9066439616008426347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Szeulxg6f0I/AAAAAAAAAbg/VyLgjjycLQg/s72-c/Starred+Photos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4203069093366243182</id><published>2009-12-27T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T11:15:01.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had so much fun this year with our big boy. He had fun going on lots of light rides and finding Santa everywhere, but still had no idea the amount of presents that would soon be coming his way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Szeo1oqM7tI/AAAAAAAAAa4/ubSExXGykDg/s1600-h/IMG_3299.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419986296411445762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Szeo0f0W2gI/AAAAAAAAAag/geLSIYcWqH4/s320/IMG_3289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As soon as he woke up we put him in front of his presents and let him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419986315964640978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Szeo1oqM7tI/AAAAAAAAAa4/ubSExXGykDg/s320/IMG_3299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Szeo1PxKz8I/AAAAAAAAAaw/wMgukNwU6oE/s1600-h/IMG_3297.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419986309282975682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Szeo1PxKz8I/AAAAAAAAAaw/wMgukNwU6oE/s320/IMG_3297.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419986303957286482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Szeo077bPlI/AAAAAAAAAao/UjC3Je-KTig/s320/IMG_3292.JPG" /&gt;Each Christmas with Eddy just gets better and better. Two years ago I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; cared less about Christmas, I just wanted to meet my baby. He gets bigger, smarter, stronger, braver, sillier, and happier everyday. Who knew playing Santa would be this much fun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-84ddf11419595a60" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D84ddf11419595a60%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B92F90198322FDC55746FF5DC512C1DB80A68C0.D48F657EAC9CA85305A964DA35FEA2372CB9B2B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D84ddf11419595a60%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds_AC629rhfkOM4WLYPiE-lzcR5E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D84ddf11419595a60%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B92F90198322FDC55746FF5DC512C1DB80A68C0.D48F657EAC9CA85305A964DA35FEA2372CB9B2B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D84ddf11419595a60%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds_AC629rhfkOM4WLYPiE-lzcR5E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-4203069093366243182?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4203069093366243182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=4203069093366243182' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4203069093366243182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/4203069093366243182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Szeo0f0W2gI/AAAAAAAAAag/geLSIYcWqH4/s72-c/IMG_3289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-8619966337997331516</id><published>2009-12-17T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T16:53:08.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy "Haul"-idays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Check out this haul!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416371768570849122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SyrRbSUep2I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/osyfNPwcTjI/s320/IMG_3246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is one of the greatest perks of being a teacher. When I quit my kindergarten teaching job I was a little sad to go, but so excited to come home. Then I went through kindergarten &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;withdrawals&lt;/span&gt;. I really missed setting up my classroom and getting back-to-school stuff ready for 40-50 brand-new students. But I had preschool. That was going to keep me in the school loop. But it just wasn't the same. I wasn't a kindergarten teacher anymore, and that's who I was. And I was good at that. I was the best at that. I didn't know what I was with preschool yet. Well, I'm a few months into preschool and I'm having a lot of fun. Kids are still hilarious and still smart, even if cutting is the worst invention ever!! But as the months go by I'm starting to feel like a preschool teacher now, and it feels great. I maybe even kind of like it. I love planning cute, fun things to do, I love teaching goofy kids, (and trust me, I don't think they come goofier than 3 and 4 year-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;), I love having busy days, I love seeing confident kids who can do anything, and I love that I help them feel so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt;' smart. So I may not be a kindergarten teacher anymore, but now I'm thankful I get to be a preschool teacher. And really thankful that parents trust me enough to figure out how to be a great preschool teacher with their cute kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-8619966337997331516?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8619966337997331516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=8619966337997331516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8619966337997331516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8619966337997331516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-haul-idays.html' title='Happy &quot;Haul&quot;-idays'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SyrRbSUep2I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/osyfNPwcTjI/s72-c/IMG_3246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-3360190962240479246</id><published>2009-12-12T11:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T12:38:16.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my Biscuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am very much in love with my almost 2yr. old boy. Here are just a few things he does that make me so overwhelming proud, happy, and stupefied how on earth I was ever lucky enough to get a boy this good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is such a talker now. He says naughty mommy words like crap, but it is ever so cute when he says "cap" after he drops a toy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He found out how to crawl inside the dryer and close the door, not tight, but good enough that mommy didn't know where he was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414448012510773922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SyP7x8iGQqI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ZDJy57evdc4/s320/IMG_3196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He loves food! He loves "cookin" with mom and whenever the timer goes off he runs to the kitchen. He even tried some "cookin" of his own the other day when he tried to make peanut-butter. He calls it "Sadie-butter" because that is one of her favorite treats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414447702408557890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SyP7f5T99UI/AAAAAAAAAZE/prKPCWu1VFE/s320/IMG_3201.JPG" /&gt;(This is how Eddy thinks you make PB, we don't actually feed our dog sticks of butter.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He loves to do preschool stuff and always shouts, "I did it! I did it!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414443393690127170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SyP3lGFcS0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/wW-Z5lMv08Q/s320/IMG_3152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He loves to "Psych" you out. He'll run around naked after a bath and almost come close enough for me to catch him and then yell "psych!" and run away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He took his puppy dog for a walk today. He found Sadie's leash in the closet and was so excited to torture our sweet Sadie Sue when I thought we should use his pound puppy instead. It worked perfectly. He walked all over and kept getting after his dog to "walk!"&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414445000831668162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SyP5CpJ2D8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/BBJG6QabbBA/s320/IMG_3228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The other day I tried to shovel a small pathway out of the driveway and bundled Eddy up to help. He was so cold and kept telling me this and then finally looked up at me with rosy red cheeks and said, "Mom, lets get outta here."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love cooking food for Eddy because according to him everything is MMMMM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love when he says, "I love do." His "you" kind of starts with a /d/ and just sounds so precious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He loves his baby cousins. We babysat Wade yesterday and Eddy loved holding Wade, (don't worry Aunty Hayley, he was completely safe), getting Wade his bottle, tickling his toes, patting his cute little head, (again Aunt Hayley, completely safe), and getting Wade his bink. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414444990488683314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SyP5CCn4ozI/AAAAAAAAAY0/1oGDuOy_Xik/s320/IMG_3214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, those are just a few of the silly little things I love about &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414449334742043426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SyP8-6OmSyI/AAAAAAAAAZU/nuPk91B3daQ/s400/IMG_3117.JPG" /&gt;my silly little boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-3360190962240479246?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3360190962240479246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=3360190962240479246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3360190962240479246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3360190962240479246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-my-biscuit.html' title='I love my Biscuit'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SyP7x8iGQqI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ZDJy57evdc4/s72-c/IMG_3196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-1834101233262933920</id><published>2009-12-10T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:21:45.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Festival of Trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had a Shaw Family Adventure the other day when we went down to the Festival of Trees. The highlight of Eddy's day was riding the shuttle bus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413760684299744034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SyGKqLapcyI/AAAAAAAAAYU/pV5kSmoWuLU/s320/IMG_3177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eating his very own lunch combo from the comfort of his stroller,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413760674834469634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SyGKpoJ80wI/AAAAAAAAAYM/STC_d674w3s/s320/IMG_3184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and breaking out with some killer dance moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413760668120464706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SyGKpPJNPUI/AAAAAAAAAYE/vn1kEnIUqtI/s320/IMG_3185.JPG" /&gt;So far the only move he knows is the splits. I don't know why. He just scrouches down and rocks back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This video is lame, but Eddy needs a movie on here. He loves watching Delilah and Jack on their blog videos and needs some attention. Whenever I'm on the computer he runs up and asks for Jack or Lilah. Over and over and over. hmmm.  Maybe putting a video of Eddy on here is not a good idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7584474fcc228b49" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7584474fcc228b49%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48563C7E78C143CA548ADF6354762793F3DE874A.1F6D669E9D68419BC35DF254D404E012E311F381%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7584474fcc228b49%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLsAEnNRbDZn7kPkTCz6EshhPGco&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7584474fcc228b49%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48563C7E78C143CA548ADF6354762793F3DE874A.1F6D669E9D68419BC35DF254D404E012E311F381%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7584474fcc228b49%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLsAEnNRbDZn7kPkTCz6EshhPGco&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-1834101233262933920?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1834101233262933920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=1834101233262933920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1834101233262933920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1834101233262933920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/festival-of-trees.html' title='The Festival of Trees'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SyGKqLapcyI/AAAAAAAAAYU/pV5kSmoWuLU/s72-c/IMG_3177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-3565414023006989505</id><published>2009-11-30T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T19:48:44.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SxSRfQ0YWHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rF4-u4fWoto/s1600/Fall+20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SxSRfQ0YWHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rF4-u4fWoto/s400/Fall+20091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had a wonderful Thanksgiving being with family and of course delicious food. I was in charge of the side dishes and I had so much fun picking some delicious dishes, thanks to the pioneer woman. Creamy mashed potatoes, roasted asparagus, crockpot stuffing, and stuffed mushrooms. um!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddy loved pigging out on "bacon" which is what he kept calling the turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at my parent's house with my brother Tom and his boy Colton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great day, thanks mom.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-3565414023006989505?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3565414023006989505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=3565414023006989505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3565414023006989505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/3565414023006989505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SxSRfQ0YWHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rF4-u4fWoto/s72-c/Fall+20091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-5612963678077118103</id><published>2009-11-24T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T13:12:32.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 100</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is the official 100th post on our family blog, and yes, get ready for a list of 100 awesome, (but still time-consuming,) things to read. First, here are ten things that I love more than just about anything:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Brandt&lt;br /&gt;2. Eddy&lt;br /&gt;3. Food&lt;br /&gt;4. School!&lt;br /&gt;5. TV&lt;br /&gt;6. Family&lt;br /&gt;7. Hate (sometimes, I must confess, I really love to hate things)&lt;br /&gt;8. Christmas&lt;br /&gt;9. Babies&lt;br /&gt;10. Little Stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to break this 100 thing down just a little, I'll do my top ten list for those top ten things that I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List #1 Brandt! I love . . .&lt;br /&gt;1. His obsession with sports&lt;br /&gt;2. When he explains sports to me and thinks I'm listening (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;3. When he wrassles Eddy&lt;br /&gt;4. When he calms me down&lt;br /&gt;5. how friendly he is with every single person on the planet&lt;br /&gt;6. long car rides with him&lt;br /&gt;7. snuggling on the couch, ohh, we're so cheesy&lt;br /&gt;8. I love that we're cheesy&lt;br /&gt;9. Cooking together&lt;br /&gt;10. and being giddy in love!&lt;br /&gt;I am such a dork, but that's one of the many reasons he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List #2 Eddy&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my Eddy, Eddy O. Where do I begin!?!&lt;br /&gt;1. His cheesy, cheesy smiles. I wonder where he gets that from?&lt;br /&gt;2. His love of Popsicles&lt;br /&gt;3. His big jumps&lt;br /&gt;4. His big vocabulary&lt;br /&gt;5. He pretty much amazes me with everything he does or says&lt;br /&gt;6. when he walks up to give me a big hug, yells, "SIKE!" and runs away&lt;br /&gt;7. that he is big and tough,&lt;br /&gt;8. but always turns back into a mama's boy&lt;br /&gt;9. I love how happy he is (and I kind of hope I have something to do with that)&lt;br /&gt;10. and I love being his mama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List #3 Food&lt;br /&gt;ummmm.&lt;br /&gt;1. I love to eat food&lt;br /&gt;2. love to cook food&lt;br /&gt;3. love to watch foodie shows&lt;br /&gt;4. love learning to cook&lt;br /&gt;5. love cooking with my family&lt;br /&gt;6. love family dinners, even when it's just me yelling at Sadie to get off Eddy's face/plate/fingers/anywhere near his food zone.&lt;br /&gt;7. love trying new recipes&lt;br /&gt;8. love late night snacks&lt;br /&gt;9. love a good bowl of Marshmallow Mateys in the morning&lt;br /&gt;10. love Thanksgiving dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List #4 School!&lt;br /&gt;I have loved school before I was old enough to even go to school so it will be hard to narrow this list down to only ten things.&lt;br /&gt;1. I love learning, watching kids learn, helping kids learn. It's just exciting to be around all that good learning energy.&lt;br /&gt;2. Dorks like me were just made for loving this kind of school stuff.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love back-to-school and get excited when I see notebooks on sale and pencils for pennies. I really never need to buy any of those things, but I just can't help myself.&lt;br /&gt;4. I love being a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love laughing with little kids because they have a stellar sense of humor. I can't even tell you how much I miss kindergartners and their poop jokes.&lt;br /&gt;6. I love how kids get excited over the smallest things.&lt;br /&gt;7. Kids will think the world of you for no great or grand reason.&lt;br /&gt;8. It is amazing to see how amazing little people are.&lt;br /&gt;9. I love that recess is the greatest thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;10. I love making kids happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List #5 TV&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know I should have better hobbies than this, but I really don't.&lt;br /&gt;1. I tivo Oprah everyday. Brandt teases me for it, but I don't care. I watch Oprah.&lt;br /&gt;2. I love the Bravo network. They have the best trashy tv around. Hello, The Real Housewives!?! Any city, it doesn't matter, they're all crazy.&lt;br /&gt;3. I must confess when I'm feeling extra emotional I love a good lifetime movie. Just sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;4. Brandt and I love watching Monday night tv on CBS with "How I Met Your Mother" "Accidentally on Purpose" and "Big Bang Theory."&lt;br /&gt;5. We are addicted to TOP CHEF!&lt;br /&gt;6. We really do watch a lot of tv.&lt;br /&gt;7. We love Amazing Race, even though I usually fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;8. We also love Thursday nights on NBC with "The Office." Oh, the office. Does tv get any better than that.&lt;br /&gt;9. Wow, this is embarrassing how much tv you will all see that I watch.&lt;br /&gt;10. It's a good thing we have tivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List #6 Family&lt;br /&gt;1. I love my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. I love getting together with my sisters for craft day and just talking, talking, talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. I love holding my cute, chubby nephews and squealing over their fat rolls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. I love talking on the phone with my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. I love teasing my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. I love teasing my whole family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. I love being the middle child.  I would never, ever have said that during my traumatic middle child years, but I think I've grown out of that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. I love that my family loves me, even after they read this horrendously long post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. I love family traditions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. I love being a sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;List #7 Hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yes!  I was looking forward to this list the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. I hate, hate, hate stupid people.  That could pretty much sum up this whole list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. I hate people who refuse to use a turn signal, or who blow through stop signs as they look right at you!  Banbury!!  It's only a two-way stop and I have the right of way, idiot.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wow, excuse my hate language.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Brandt's family loves to give crap to their Aunt Mary Lou, who is a saint for raising three Shaw boys and being married to one.  Whenever Mary Lou even comes close to saying something negative they say, "Whoa, watch the hate speak."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So watch out, because here comes a whole lot of "hate speak."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. I really hate how people text talk.  I especially despise lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. I hate Qwest for forcing me to only have phone service through them.  I can't wait to drop my land line, but I'm not looking forward to a long and complicated customer service call that I will probably have to do twice because it wasn't in their notes as they passed me back and forth between 8 different representatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. I hate rabbits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. I hate The American Red Cross for guilting me into donating blood every three months, but I always end up doing it, but I still hate when the needle goes in.  I hate when they have to prick my finger just to test my blood.  That one probably hurts the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. I hate yelling at my dog, but she just doesn't listen like a kindergartner would.  I love kindergartners.  They listened to everything I ever said, but not my dog.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. I hate getting stains out of Eddy's clothes.  In fact, his hamper is full of dirty clothes right now that I just can't bring myself to wash because of all the stains I'll have to scrub out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. I hate hot days.  I need to lock myself inside with the AC blasting if it goes past 85.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. I hate that I am typing such a long and dorky post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;List #8 Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. I love the whole season!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. I love to put up the tree, I'm trying so hard to wait until Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. I love to go on light rides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. I love when it snows!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. I love Christmas music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. I love Christmas traditions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. I love wrapping presents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. I love all the excitement and anticipation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. Brandt and I met and dated and pretty much got engaged during Christmas 04.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. I got my Eddy Otis on Dec. 26th 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;List #9 Babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh yes.  I must first say that I am not pregnant . . . yet.  I know I'm obsessed with being pregnant and wanting another baby, but alas, not yet.  So this is not an announcement, got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. I love babies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. I love how tiny they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. I love how chubby they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. I love their little smiles and their big eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. I love to cuddle babies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. I love being pregnant.  I absolutely loved every second I was pregnant with Eddy.  The only hard part about being pregnant for me was just having to deliver the baby at the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. Oh boy, I need to have another baby just so I can shut up about babies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. I love to rock little babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. I love little baby clothes.  I get so distracted in Wal-Mart just walking past the baby section and seeing all the cute little clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. I love seeing how much babies change and develop little personalities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;List #10 Little Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. I love that this post is almost over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. I love getting ready for Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. I love when Eddy says, "Garbage" and throws away his fruit snack wrapper.  So polite.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4. I love that he has to find me first thing every morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. I love seeing Christmas lights in the snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6. I love getting a high score on Bejeweled Blitz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7. I love cleaning and organizing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8. I love when Eddy says, "I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9. I love being happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10. I love my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-5612963678077118103?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5612963678077118103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=5612963678077118103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5612963678077118103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5612963678077118103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-100.html' title='Happy 100'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-6332139422363881387</id><published>2009-11-18T14:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:26:34.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did my baby go!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was just messing around on Picasa today and made some cute collages of my cute baby boy and getting dangerously baby hungry, as if I wasn't before.  But something tragic happened today.  Eddy decided he is big enough to go potty.  what!?  Yes, potty.  He came up to Brandt today and said, "Potty."  Well, I figured it was just his "boy" sense of humor and he just likes to say dirty words.  Brandt thought he was saying he would like to go, so he took him into the bathroom de-diapered him and plopped him down on the toilet.  I stood back ready to laugh when nothing would happen, but he peed!  He was so proud too!  He jumped right off and flushed it away.  I wanted to cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SwRyAlWl9FI/AAAAAAAAAV8/R8lRRJ6P4zo/s1600/Dog+Days.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405570807103878226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SwRyAlWl9FI/AAAAAAAAAV8/R8lRRJ6P4zo/s400/Dog+Days.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Look at this boy!?!  He is not nearly old enough for that sort of business, so I thought for sure it was a fluke.  It would never happen again.  He is ages away from potty-training, right?  Well, after preschool he came up to me and said, "Pee."  Huh?  "Pee."  I took him into the bathroom, diaper off, bum on, and then another full on pee!  This time I have to admit that I was a little bit proud.  When Brandt came home for lunch Eddy showed off his new trick again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405570808194619778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SwRyApapWYI/AAAAAAAAAWE/RL3idG4WPtU/s400/Fall+2009.jpg" /&gt;I'm still in shock and denial.  I don't want my biscuit to grow up this fast, but I guess he is.  I love looking at his pictures and seeing how much he has grown and changed and how much he can do now.  I am one proud mama who is head-over-heels for her little man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-6332139422363881387?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6332139422363881387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=6332139422363881387' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6332139422363881387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/6332139422363881387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-did-my-baby-go.html' title='Where did my baby go!?!'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SwRyAlWl9FI/AAAAAAAAAV8/R8lRRJ6P4zo/s72-c/Dog+Days.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-2456088584071973109</id><published>2009-10-26T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:51:09.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun For Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Brady Bunch;"&gt;Being a stay-at-home mommy is so nice. I get more time to do lots of fun things with my little biscuit. Like dinner at Mueller Park,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SuYRNAepNVI/AAAAAAAAAVs/en0Akp9_Pz0/s1600-h/IMG_2920.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Brady Bunch;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397020118614619474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SuYRNAepNVI/AAAAAAAAAVs/en0Akp9_Pz0/s320/IMG_2920.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Brady Bunch;"&gt; catching Eddy and his crazy faces,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SuYRM8A4iqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Dsb8TlZ9VRA/s1600-h/IMG_2926.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Brady Bunch;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397020117416053410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SuYRM8A4iqI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Dsb8TlZ9VRA/s320/IMG_2926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Brady Bunch;"&gt;enjoying the pumpkin walk with cousins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SuYRMjhNnrI/AAAAAAAAAVc/4ywDSbB6YKU/s1600-h/IMG_3015.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397020110840766130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SuYRMjhNnrI/AAAAAAAAAVc/4ywDSbB6YKU/s320/IMG_3015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Brady Bunch;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(check out that cute booty)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SuYRMHMPKEI/AAAAAAAAAVU/_PhRaVXEvLc/s1600-h/IMG_3020.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397020103236593730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SuYRMHMPKEI/AAAAAAAAAVU/_PhRaVXEvLc/s320/IMG_3020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Brady Bunch;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I have all the time in the world to make delicious messes. How cute are these caramel apples?! You use a melon-baller to make little bite-sized apples to dip. Daddy only got to eat one because Eddy and I pigged out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SuYRL9eUD2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/1LclVNUVpwk/s1600-h/IMG_3023.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397020100628057954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SuYRL9eUD2I/AAAAAAAAAVM/1LclVNUVpwk/s320/IMG_3023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Brady Bunch;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Don't look too close, they aren't food magazine worthy, but still yummy.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Brady Bunch;"&gt;Yes, there are some definite perks to staying-at-home. I also get to clean the kitchen an infinite amount of times each day, but this happy Biscuit is worth it.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397024104740165810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SuYU1B9CGLI/AAAAAAAAAV0/q3aQNn7nLkQ/s320/IMG_2888.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Brady Bunch;"&gt;Here is Eddy's latest obsession - stickers. This came from his new pants. He also enjoys scotch tape. He is very tricky, or as Eddy likes to say, "I funny."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-2456088584071973109?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2456088584071973109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=2456088584071973109' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2456088584071973109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2456088584071973109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/fun-for-fall.html' title='Fun For Fall'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SuYRNAepNVI/AAAAAAAAAVs/en0Akp9_Pz0/s72-c/IMG_2920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-2727541715317838890</id><published>2009-10-14T18:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:02:17.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;Top ten reasons I am one lucky mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;When I say, "I love you" he says, "I love you too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;Watching my crazy man do all sorts of silly tricks and then say, "I funny."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;His new phrase, "P-Poo." He means "P-U," but can't quite pronounce that "U" and technically "P-Poo" is more accurate to what he is referring to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;He tries to avoid bedtime like nobody's business. Last night he kept saying "P-Poo" trying to get me to change his diaper 20 times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;I love when he wakes up from naps now. He can hop right out of bed and come find me. I love hearing his little footsteps come down the stairs and then hear him fling his body against the couch trying to sneak up on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;He is my little chef. He loves to smell what's cookin', loves to see everything I'm doing and pushes a kitchen chair everywhere I'm working and say, "Sq's me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392644724131849378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/StaFzh3DZKI/AAAAAAAAATk/xafki3Ae_q0/s320/IMG_2893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;He loves "PETE-ZA." He devours it, well, the top of it. He still avoids any type of bread product.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;His new obsession is pouring. He loves to pour cups of water into other cups of water. He tried pouring peanuts today. Yeah, I better go sweep that up, but it can wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;He loves to be independent like getting his own chocolate milk. I try to avoid too much mess, but he insists on pouring the chocolate in and then putting his sippy cup lid on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392644736019079314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/StaF0OJMIJI/AAAAAAAAATs/5XNgNcCUd60/s320/IMG_2876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;He also is fascinated with getting dressed, or undressed. It is so funny trying to watch him put socks on or to wiggle out of his pants when it's bath time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;Eddy with Baby Wade&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392644747278632930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/StaF04FrR-I/AAAAAAAAAT0/vc0PApuHjmg/s320/IMG_2878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;Yes, I am one lucky mommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;I think it's time for another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:CK Plain Jane;"&gt;This is the Daddy, and no this is not an annoucement.  Emily already used her blog to announce a baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-2727541715317838890?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2727541715317838890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=2727541715317838890' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2727541715317838890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2727541715317838890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-you.html' title='I Love You'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/StaFzh3DZKI/AAAAAAAAATk/xafki3Ae_q0/s72-c/IMG_2893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-7697394015245660041</id><published>2009-10-07T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:52:24.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuzzies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My sister Shelly and her adorable boys came up not to far back and we were able to get all the cuzzies together.  We have eight boys now, sadly, no cute baby girls . . .yet.  But we had a lot of fun oohing and ahhing over our two newest boys, Baby Wade and Baby Luke.  Here is our chunky monkey Luke sitting in a Bumbo.  Can you believe this boy is only 3 months old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0JX8VmRLI/AAAAAAAAATc/KDoq8haXWow/s1600-h/IMG_2837.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974635970708658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0JX8VmRLI/AAAAAAAAATc/KDoq8haXWow/s320/IMG_2837.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; The boys kept us entertained.  Brody and Jack arm-wrestling.  Don't be deceived by their size, they are quite strong, trust me.  I tried arm-wrestling Jack and I'm still not quite sure what happened but elbows were flying everywhere.  I was quickly defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0JXEzwR3I/AAAAAAAAATU/o4pc-5PmFQA/s1600-h/IMG_2839.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974621064808306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0JXEzwR3I/AAAAAAAAATU/o4pc-5PmFQA/s320/IMG_2839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even got to spend an afternoon down at Gardner Village.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AHHHH!  Crafts!?!  Poor boys, but what are mommy's supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0JWa14yII/AAAAAAAAATM/KHM2o8DhfwI/s1600-h/IMG_2841.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974609799465090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0JWa14yII/AAAAAAAAATM/KHM2o8DhfwI/s320/IMG_2841.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack and Eddy became good buddies traveling in the car together.  Jack would talk or tell funny jokes or by the end of the long day just start screaming which Eddy loved to copy.  We had a fun little chorus of screaming boys who thought they were soooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0JVze7eZI/AAAAAAAAATE/7RfhAxCOcd0/s1600-h/IMG_2844.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974599234189714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0JVze7eZI/AAAAAAAAATE/7RfhAxCOcd0/s320/IMG_2844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sweet little cuzzies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0JVLVOotI/AAAAAAAAAS8/aPGlA-zAljo/s1600-h/IMG_2847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389974588456084178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0JVLVOotI/AAAAAAAAAS8/aPGlA-zAljo/s320/IMG_2847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-7697394015245660041?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7697394015245660041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=7697394015245660041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7697394015245660041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7697394015245660041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/cuzzies.html' title='Cuzzies'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0JX8VmRLI/AAAAAAAAATc/KDoq8haXWow/s72-c/IMG_2837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-1782471914568302756</id><published>2009-10-07T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:22:56.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389969416979177842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0EoKFDYXI/AAAAAAAAASc/MuZ8Rka0MjQ/s320/IMG_2871.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lately, staying in bed has been an issue for Eddy. He would get up a couple times during the night and just want a "pi-dow" (pillow) and a blanket and sleep on the floor. Odd. Well, then he wanted to sleep on the floor right next to our bed and then some nights his parents were just too tired to fight and would lay him in their bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, after staying up until FOUR in the morning mommy decided enough is enough. Time for a big boy bed! Daddy is pretty sure this idea could be a disaster, but I think it can't get much worse. 4AM! So last night we said goodbye to the crib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here is one last shot of the big boy and his crib. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389969439248127202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0EpdCYlOI/AAAAAAAAASs/mDYW7HBr8NY/s320/IMG_2867.JPG" /&gt;Helping daddy . . .&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389969428448755586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0Eo0znP4I/AAAAAAAAASk/CNEkewwtCKc/s320/IMG_2872.JPG" /&gt;and now the finished product.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389969448310440770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0Ep-zAg0I/AAAAAAAAAS0/S0CIwFnUKYc/s320/IMG_2873.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;His eyes are just taunting me, "really mom?  You thought opening up this crib was a good idea, really?  You think I'm going to sleep in here all night?!  See you at 4am! he-he-he."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And he did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-1782471914568302756?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1782471914568302756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=1782471914568302756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1782471914568302756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1782471914568302756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/big-boy-bed.html' title='Big Boy Bed'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Ss0EoKFDYXI/AAAAAAAAASc/MuZ8Rka0MjQ/s72-c/IMG_2871.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-7404952347490056407</id><published>2009-09-09T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T07:17:02.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crazy Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My busy little boy is definitely not boring.  The other morning when I went to grab the milk for my Marshmallow Mateys I found his book box sitting in the fridge.  Huh?  Maybe he does sneak a little midnight snack.  I always accuse him of eating during the night because he always seems bigger in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sqe1Y_dDuDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mWverXBVn_4/s1600-h/IMG_2780.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379467720872146994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sqe1Y_dDuDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mWverXBVn_4/s320/IMG_2780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This picture is not the latest stop of the traveling bruise, no, no . . . it is mommy's eyeshadow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sqe1Ybxd0OI/AAAAAAAAAQM/EyZYpFOjBJA/s1600-h/IMG_2781.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379467711294066914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sqe1Ybxd0OI/AAAAAAAAAQM/EyZYpFOjBJA/s320/IMG_2781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My crazy little helper found out he can fit inside Sadie Sue's new kennel.  He thought this would be a good sitting spot while I worked on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-junking the basement.  It did help me get some cleaning done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sqe1X5dhkKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/bbtkcFKlabc/s1600-h/IMG_2788.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379467702083621026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sqe1X5dhkKI/AAAAAAAAAQE/bbtkcFKlabc/s320/IMG_2788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And this big boy is really turning into his dad because he loves to watch FOOTBALL!  I came home from a girl's night out to find my little Eddy O. in his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt; all ready for bed.  As I walked in the door he gave me a big smile and said, "Mom, mom, mom!" and pointed his chubby little finger carefully at the TV and in a almost reverent kind of tone said, "football!"  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;NOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sqe1XWLnjWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/dau-3AqXUuI/s1600-h/IMG_2791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379467692613274978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sqe1XWLnjWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/dau-3AqXUuI/s320/IMG_2791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but love this crazy boy.  Even last night when he dumped an entire bottle of baby shampoo into his bath tub.  I stared at the empty one-day-old shampoo bottle and stared at the tub overflowing with bubbles and thought, who can get mad at this?  He was in bubble heaven and told me every second he got, "bubbles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-7404952347490056407?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7404952347490056407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=7404952347490056407' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7404952347490056407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7404952347490056407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-crazy-boy.html' title='My Crazy Boy'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sqe1Y_dDuDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/mWverXBVn_4/s72-c/IMG_2780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-7526214789574029081</id><published>2009-08-22T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T19:09:05.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, I am horrible at blogging.  I don't put up nearly enough pictures or posts, but this big boy is just keeping me busy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;His latest trick is avoiding bedtime at all costs.  He pretends that he is nowhere near sleepy and runs wild.  The other night while he was busy running wild, he backed up into his drum and got stuck inside.  He stayed still just long enough for me to grab a pict. and then throw him in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SpChjyCwRJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/OPOJpblvGPA/s1600-h/IMG_2773.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372971991553819794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SpChjyCwRJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/OPOJpblvGPA/s320/IMG_2773.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He is a growing boy with a growing appetite.  He devours corn on the cob and on this particular night devoured a chicken leg bigger than his own meaty leg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SpChjbjke3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/jsLTJSyj0N0/s1600-h/IMG_2776.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372971985517443954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SpChjbjke3I/AAAAAAAAAPk/jsLTJSyj0N0/s320/IMG_2776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He loves playing with the big boys next door, Chris and Logan.  He loves to run to their house, ride their bikes, eat their popsicles, and play with their light sabers.  What more could a boy want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SpChi9Db9iI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ERmT90PYGfo/s1600-h/IMG_2768.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372971977329604130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SpChi9Db9iI/AAAAAAAAAPc/ERmT90PYGfo/s320/IMG_2768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, this boy needs only one more thing to make his life complete: The Vaccum.  I pulled this small vaccum out the other day and Eddy can't get enough.  He loves to drag that thing around and get our floors spotless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SpChiYkoIlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/0-_Qr0yRBdc/s1600-h/IMG_2764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372971967536702034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SpChiYkoIlI/AAAAAAAAAPU/0-_Qr0yRBdc/s320/IMG_2764.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-7526214789574029081?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7526214789574029081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=7526214789574029081' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7526214789574029081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7526214789574029081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SpChjyCwRJI/AAAAAAAAAPs/OPOJpblvGPA/s72-c/IMG_2773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-2121328420348033870</id><published>2009-08-01T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T11:34:29.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Days with my Big Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where's your belly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SnSJambuGUI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-ZYgVJ45eto/s1600-h/IMG_2734.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365064146191522114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SnSJambuGUI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-ZYgVJ45eto/s320/IMG_2734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Now that Eddy can open the refrigerator he brings us some interesting snack ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SnSJafNckHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/I9-v741tcpk/s1600-h/IMG_2749.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365064144252604530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SnSJafNckHI/AAAAAAAAAN0/I9-v741tcpk/s320/IMG_2749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; He loves to maul Sadie, or have Sadie maul him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SnSJZ19tq5I/AAAAAAAAANs/ry7kK8unyTA/s1600-h/IMG_2753.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365064133180763026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SnSJZ19tq5I/AAAAAAAAANs/ry7kK8unyTA/s320/IMG_2753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is also very reverent.  He likes to fold those chubby arms whenever we sit down to eat, he of course eats during the prayer part, but he throws his arms in the air and says "amen" at the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SnSJZjSM4gI/AAAAAAAAANk/nrq-n-bVD5Y/s1600-h/IMG_2706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365064128166420994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SnSJZjSM4gI/AAAAAAAAANk/nrq-n-bVD5Y/s320/IMG_2706.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-2121328420348033870?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2121328420348033870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=2121328420348033870' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2121328420348033870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/2121328420348033870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy-days-with-my-big-boy.html' title='Busy Days with my Big Boy'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SnSJambuGUI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-ZYgVJ45eto/s72-c/IMG_2734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-7581598369306133160</id><published>2009-07-23T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:01:33.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dog Days of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It has been a long while since I've posted, but our little family has had some big changes. I am now officially a full-time mommy and I am loving it. I had no idea how cute, how funny, how busy, how silly, how strong, how smart, and how wonderful my little Eddy is. The other big change has been our new basset hound/beagle puppy named Sadie. I had no idea the amount of work a puppy takes, but after three weeks I think potty-training might be getting close to working. Eddy is in love, most of the time. He loves puppy kisses and loves to feed her naughty treats like &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cheetos&lt;/span&gt; and fruit snacks. I quickly realized that puppies and toddlers are not very good listeners so we just have to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;seperate&lt;/span&gt; them at meal time. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361726042007808690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SmitbXTWKrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nH1HOn6DKjo/s320/IMG_2699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361722514267406690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SmiqOBcfgWI/AAAAAAAAAMU/KE5dfWFMvAo/s320/IMG_2704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One new naughty trick: Eddy learned how to open the fridge. He brings me various food items throughout the day to snack on, or leaves hot dogs on the counter for me to find later. Here he is just helping himself to some leftovers. Notice his new partner in crime is not far behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361730052390655170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SmixEzJIFMI/AAAAAAAAAMs/NUwM8-tgrBs/s400/Spring+2009+1.jpg" /&gt;One old trick that Eddy still does, that I love, giving great squeezes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361722492435912642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SmiqMwHdV8I/AAAAAAAAAL0/w2XyKue4WYI/s320/IMG_2724.JPG" /&gt;So all in all we are enjoying our new puppy Sadie, our "too-cute-to-get-into-trouble" boy, our "full-time-so-happy-to-be-home" mommy, and our "workaholic-almost-done-with-college" daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-7581598369306133160?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7581598369306133160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=7581598369306133160' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7581598369306133160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7581598369306133160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/07/dog-days-of-summer.html' title='The Dog Days of Summer'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SmitbXTWKrI/AAAAAAAAAMc/nH1HOn6DKjo/s72-c/IMG_2699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-83555343739824761</id><published>2009-06-22T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:01:03.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Luke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby Luke has arrived. He came around 12:30 on Friday, June 19th. 8 pounds and 5 oz. and 21 and a 1/2 inches long. He already has cute chunky-monkey cheeks. He is perfectly perfect in every way and now I can't wait to have another myself. Oh yeah, until I had to become a mother of three boys for a night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Uncle Tom holding all the boys.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sj_Fe2ihgwI/AAAAAAAAALY/IFfsLfBtfc4/s1600-h/IMG_2662.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350212016166503170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sj_Fe2ihgwI/AAAAAAAAALY/IFfsLfBtfc4/s320/IMG_2662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Can you tell Eddy is a little excited to have all these buddies to play with?  Edders loved having a couple of big brothers for the weekend.  He mauled them Saturday morning with a full body hug and squishy cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whose ready to meet their new brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sj_FeS7opCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/aY9PYAjTUvQ/s1600-h/IMG_2664.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350212006608151586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sj_FeS7opCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/aY9PYAjTUvQ/s320/IMG_2664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Zach is very excited to be a big brother again.  Brody, maybe not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sj_FeFuUMdI/AAAAAAAAALI/ulcwhT14lso/s1600-h/IMG_2666.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350212003062624722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sj_FeFuUMdI/AAAAAAAAALI/ulcwhT14lso/s320/IMG_2666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Look at those cheeks?!  How can you resist?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sj_Fd5BqqYI/AAAAAAAAALA/EFQiyPSvOwc/s1600-h/IMG_2670.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350211999654128002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sj_Fd5BqqYI/AAAAAAAAALA/EFQiyPSvOwc/s320/IMG_2670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Lots of dark hair and some squishy, scrunchy ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sj_FdjI-ZOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/MotIuC8rwCQ/s1600-h/IMG_2668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350211993779201250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sj_FdjI-ZOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/MotIuC8rwCQ/s320/IMG_2668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-83555343739824761?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/83555343739824761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=83555343739824761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/83555343739824761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/83555343739824761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-luke.html' title='Baby Luke'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sj_Fe2ihgwI/AAAAAAAAALY/IFfsLfBtfc4/s72-c/IMG_2662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-1335862906885971795</id><published>2009-06-11T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:04:06.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am anxiously waiting for school to be out. Only 21 more days, one hour, and twenty-eight minutes, but who is counting. In the meantime I'm enjoying my cute little boy and all the fun new tricks he is learning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjFDqqt00iI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-8M9U2qvRFM/s1600-h/IMG_2589.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346128632965550626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjFDqqt00iI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-8M9U2qvRFM/s320/IMG_2589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; His favorite new pastime is climbing up onto the kitchen table. He finds all sorts of trouble up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjFDqaH47vI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6CWTaVBQwzs/s1600-h/IMG_2591.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346128628511469298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjFDqaH47vI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/6CWTaVBQwzs/s320/IMG_2591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; He thinks if he's cute he won't get in trouble, and he usually wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjFDqFp_wxI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QfVC59TlZ0E/s1600-h/IMG_2594.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346128623017378578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjFDqFp_wxI/AAAAAAAAAJw/QfVC59TlZ0E/s320/IMG_2594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; He adores his daddy. They love to do man stuff like mow the lawn, fix the mower when it's not working, wrassle, campout in the front yard, eat hotdogs, and give sweet girls like me a hard time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346129839291850754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjFEw4obYAI/AAAAAAAAAKI/wit6BfzSCwA/s320/IMG_2622-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;He is a big boy now, which kills me, but is exciting to see all the new things he is doing like drinking from a cup. (setting the cup back down is little more difficult, but he's getting there.) He loves to go on car rides in his plastic scooter, put coins in our piggy bank, play house with our new kitchen set, look at books, color, and play with big boys like his cousins and our next door neighbors. He is also saying new words like "shoes," "yellow," "fruit nack," "hot-dog," and my personal favorite: "never-mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love you crazy boy and I can't wait for school to be out in exactly 21 days, 1 hour, and now only twelve minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjFDp41Qp-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/WgR4T4QEi9w/s1600-h/IMG_2622.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-1335862906885971795?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1335862906885971795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=1335862906885971795' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1335862906885971795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1335862906885971795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-time.html' title='Summer Time'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjFDqqt00iI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-8M9U2qvRFM/s72-c/IMG_2589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-4566309355514028080</id><published>2009-06-11T09:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T10:45:34.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousin Coltin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjExcn4n-oI/AAAAAAAAAJg/EtjwLbl6M8o/s1600-h/IMG_2597.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346108600478071426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjExcn4n-oI/AAAAAAAAAJg/EtjwLbl6M8o/s320/IMG_2597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Cousin Coltin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjExcRwBEQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UgUUWVUATWc/s1600-h/IMG_2608.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346108594536386818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjExcRwBEQI/AAAAAAAAAJY/UgUUWVUATWc/s320/IMG_2608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Just two wild and crah-zee guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eddy's cousin Coltin came over to play the other day. Oh boy, did I have my hands full! Coltin warmed right up and was helping Eddy share his toys in no time. It was so funny watching them "take turns" driving the dump truck in and out of the kitchen. But the best toy by far was Coltin's carseat. 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I was so excited to see them on his cute little feet.  Well, I didn't think about the amount of fat he has on top of his foot.  I couldn't squeeze his little toes in them!?  That and he couldn't stand having them on.  Oh well, I think they cost me a dollar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, the other night we went to visit Brandt at work and I told Eddy to go get his shoes.  He brought his flip-flops to me.  I didn't think he would even let me try to squeeze those onto his feet, but he did.  And then he even stood up.  I thought for sure he would rip them off and start eating them in no time, but he started waddling in them.  It was too cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjEVjA5CLaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/yrrwecWKAW0/s1600-h/IMG_2635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346077923944312226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjEVjA5CLaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/yrrwecWKAW0/s320/IMG_2635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjEVi4GvSrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/msSxWLspanQ/s1600-h/IMG_2633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346077921585875634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjEVi4GvSrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/msSxWLspanQ/s320/IMG_2633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As you can see they still don't quite fit.  The aforementioned foot-fat prevents his little foot from being in the right position so he ends up with some heel hanging off the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjEViimiN3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/JlgB57D0kOo/s1600-h/IMG_2634.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346077915813656434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjEViimiN3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/JlgB57D0kOo/s320/IMG_2634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But he is still one cute boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't you just love this cheesy monster?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-8960631058894627967?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8960631058894627967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=8960631058894627967' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8960631058894627967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/8960631058894627967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/flip-flops.html' title='Flip-Flops'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SjEVjA5CLaI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/yrrwecWKAW0/s72-c/IMG_2635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-9157503892477487088</id><published>2009-06-02T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:33:09.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just about a month ago the girls in my family loaded up all their baby boys and headed down to St. George to visit my sister Shelly. We all fit nicely into Emily's new minivan. We shoved all the boys to the back which worked out nicely, except I was the only able-bodied adult who could buckle and unbuckle all the boys in the backseat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SiVzEcbHXPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1OZkx0ARxr4/s1600-h/IMG_2290.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342803053131554034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SiVzEcbHXPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1OZkx0ARxr4/s320/IMG_2290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SiVzEFOp3gI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rrjxCV03_UM/s1600-h/IMG_2283.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342803046905273858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SiVzEFOp3gI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rrjxCV03_UM/s320/IMG_2283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Eddy was a huge fan of the van. He couldn't get enough. I'm trying to convince Brandt that we need one, but he is still thinking we are only having one child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SiVzD1VfqjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qbFDdRM08pY/s1600-h/IMG_2284.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342803042638998066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SiVzD1VfqjI/AAAAAAAAAIo/qbFDdRM08pY/s320/IMG_2284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Eddy had so much fun running around with the big boys. Here he is with his cousin Jack who is 3 years old. I'm pretty sure they weigh the same and could wear the same clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SiVzDhHDqMI/AAAAAAAAAIg/MC6PTLyZszo/s1600-h/IMG_2287.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342803037209733314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SiVzDhHDqMI/AAAAAAAAAIg/MC6PTLyZszo/s320/IMG_2287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I also learned my little Eddy O. is fearless. He learned to climb up the ladder all by himself and then dive head first down the slide. He did this over, and over, and over. And as you can see at the end of the video, he doesn't stop moving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f965075a97ebd758" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df965075a97ebd758%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C0A3CCE32F41FAECE7D026772F46B37EC7DE542.7D06F0267FA14ECFE8C52B4E0075454542E32CC4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df965075a97ebd758%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC8Og65q5GIBrrLOFTiihTYxCAp4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df965075a97ebd758%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7C0A3CCE32F41FAECE7D026772F46B37EC7DE542.7D06F0267FA14ECFE8C52B4E0075454542E32CC4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df965075a97ebd758%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DC8Og65q5GIBrrLOFTiihTYxCAp4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks Aunt Shelly for letting the boys destroy your house for the weekend. We had a lot of fun and can't wait for the next St. George trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-9157503892477487088?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f965075a97ebd758&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9157503892477487088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=9157503892477487088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/9157503892477487088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/9157503892477487088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/06/st-george.html' title='St. George'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SiVzEcbHXPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1OZkx0ARxr4/s72-c/IMG_2290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-7316435841267153012</id><published>2009-05-21T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:43:20.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Kid . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What is a mom to do?  This kid is too cute!  His favorite hobbies are being super cheesy, making messes, brushing his teeth (with mom's toothbrush), making messes while eating, playing outside, going on walks, giving squeezes, winks, and head bonks, and climbing onto backs for piggy-back rides. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338316423941445026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/ShWCgQOp1aI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Y6NO2bEFJ9A/s320/IMG_2575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here he is enjoying a game of peek-a-boo.  He thinks he is soooo funny.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338316438154857938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/ShWChFLZTdI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4ICGEUan7h8/s320/IMG_2576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338316443106551010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/ShWChXn-JOI/AAAAAAAAAII/R0IVL0YktUQ/s320/IMG_2578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;And here he is just being adorable.  (Blowing whistles is also a favorite hobby.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338316450624313522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/ShWChzoWGLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/26N-2xq6ICg/s320/IMG_2584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Yesterday was Brandt's birthday and his coworkers bought him a delicious chocolate cake.  Eddy obviously thought it was yummy too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/ShWChsbzisI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wp3UtCbaGcw/s1600-h/IMG_2582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338316448692669122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/ShWChsbzisI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/wp3UtCbaGcw/s320/IMG_2582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-7316435841267153012?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7316435841267153012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=7316435841267153012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7316435841267153012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7316435841267153012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-kid.html' title='This Kid . . .'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/ShWCgQOp1aI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Y6NO2bEFJ9A/s72-c/IMG_2575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-380014457153971264</id><published>2009-05-06T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T15:21:29.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>South Carolina</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We just got back from our very first family vacation and we had a blast.  Brandt and I have always talked about places we would like to go, but never got around to the going part.  Well, this vacation was so much fun that I think we need to go more often.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went out to South Carolina to visit Collin, Michelle, and Delilah.  Collin is out there at USC for graduate school.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was not a little, but a lot nervous about taking a 16 month busy-boy onto an airplane, but Eddy did awesome.  Only one major meltdown the whole trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a lot of fun visiting the zoo, eating great food, watching our cute babies play together, and my personal favorite:  the beach!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I also learned my cute, innocent, exteremely cheesy boy is in fact not quite so innocent.  He loved pushing Delilah around and when that wasn't enough he decided to lay on top of her.  Luckily D could take it.  He even followed her around on the beach just to throw mud on her back.  Where is this coming from?  But Delilah was so adorable and would follow Eddy around all day.  She would wait outside the door in the morning for Eddy to get up and play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a wonderful time!  Thank you, thank you, thank you to the Shaws for an incredible trip to South Carolina.  We can't wait to see you again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-27f1586e37df4c4f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D27f1586e37df4c4f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4359DF2D021CAD48230F62668DCCF686654A9CE.49BD5DC7A9EA390872D13566F14E55F81D49955%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D27f1586e37df4c4f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D62-R5CSxMab8n1jNrtYIR7ZKrdI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D27f1586e37df4c4f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330321594%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4359DF2D021CAD48230F62668DCCF686654A9CE.49BD5DC7A9EA390872D13566F14E55F81D49955%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D27f1586e37df4c4f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D62-R5CSxMab8n1jNrtYIR7ZKrdI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-380014457153971264?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=27f1586e37df4c4f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/380014457153971264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=380014457153971264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/380014457153971264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/380014457153971264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/south-carolina.html' title='South Carolina'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-1493053231314772636</id><published>2009-05-06T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T14:58:46.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Chef</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I have one adorable kitchen helper.  He helped me make some delicious chocolate chip cookies the other day.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332832852039887186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SgIHOXBe6VI/AAAAAAAAAHg/yJhRBK5R1XA/s320/IMG_2207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Let's see, what do we need first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SgIHOoCTR6I/AAAAAAAAAHo/s_Zu4XuvGLQ/s1600-h/IMG_2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332832856606721954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SgIHOoCTR6I/AAAAAAAAAHo/s_Zu4XuvGLQ/s320/IMG_2209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Ah, yes.  My oven mitt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332832860612054882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SgIHO29Pz2I/AAAAAAAAAHw/PEXVdy4XquQ/s320/IMG_2214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Can you smell those delicious cookies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SgIHOLGeDGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Y-RBxF-rcyk/s1600-h/IMG_2220.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332832848839576674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SgIHOLGeDGI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Y-RBxF-rcyk/s320/IMG_2220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yum-yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-1493053231314772636?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1493053231314772636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=1493053231314772636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1493053231314772636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/1493053231314772636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-chef.html' title='Little Chef'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/SgIHOXBe6VI/AAAAAAAAAHg/yJhRBK5R1XA/s72-c/IMG_2207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-7364385392859782624</id><published>2009-05-04T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:11:43.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh! Woe is me. It has been a very long month. I went off-track at the beginning of April and haven't had to think about school once! I got to stay home and do mommy things and be with my adorable chunky monkey. I had so much fun resting and relaxing that I didn't even bother to update our blog. Well, get ready for a lot of new posts. First up, Happy Easter! We spoiled Eddy by getting him a brand-new Caterpillar dump truck. It is big enough to ride and makes very cool dump truck sounds. Eddy loves to hit the buttons over, and over, and over.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332078609934390482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sf9ZPsOZFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dXWIwZalc0c/s400/Happy+Easter+Blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-7364385392859782624?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7364385392859782624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=7364385392859782624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7364385392859782624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/7364385392859782624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Sf9ZPsOZFNI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dXWIwZalc0c/s72-c/Happy+Easter+Blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5974261448689363839.post-5741097424899547698</id><published>2009-03-25T14:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:58:16.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toilet Paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went downstairs to put some clothes in the dryer.  After a few minutes I realized my little laundry helper wasn't coming downstairs, which is normally his favorite thing to do.  There are lots of good trouble-making spots in the basement.  Well, I walk upstairs and I don't see Eddy in the living room, not in the kitchen cupboards, he isn't even in our bedroom taking apart the closet!  Where could this little boy be?  Then I see the bathroom door is open and this is what I find . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317246788108470226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/ScqnyCRKx9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/kof2kKW7a4A/s320/IMG_2105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;um, um good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Scqny57TGII/AAAAAAAAAGE/5aAPqlIWhuc/s1600-h/IMG_2103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317246803049126018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/Scqny57TGII/AAAAAAAAAGE/5aAPqlIWhuc/s320/IMG_2103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5974261448689363839-5741097424899547698?l=bbshawfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5741097424899547698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5974261448689363839&amp;postID=5741097424899547698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5741097424899547698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5974261448689363839/posts/default/5741097424899547698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bbshawfamily.blogspot.com/2009/03/toilet-paper.html' title='Toilet Paper'/><author><name>Betsy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/TNIswGtaIXI/AAAAAAAAArk/-X5fXK7wYpM/S220/IMG_4776.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZAtYQkVzCG8/ScqnyCRKx9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/kof2kKW7a4A/s72-c/IMG_2105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
