<?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-826390764419835797</id><updated>2012-02-11T13:21:41.235-06:00</updated><category term='Home Birth'/><category term='None'/><title type='text'>Shill Shinanigans</title><subtitle type='html'>Cody * Bree * Brady * Maylee</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-7205987390160190863</id><published>2012-01-25T07:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T07:25:03.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year! It's almost Valentine's Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cody took some pictures...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jh85aJMefQ0/Tx_44TayuRI/AAAAAAAACDw/10K3GIVkCB0/s1600/076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jh85aJMefQ0/Tx_44TayuRI/AAAAAAAACDw/10K3GIVkCB0/s400/076.JPG" width="323" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HnDvxbBkE7g/Tx_6D7SOpKI/AAAAAAAACD4/ACHZKVlQlns/s1600/078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HnDvxbBkE7g/Tx_6D7SOpKI/AAAAAAAACD4/ACHZKVlQlns/s400/078.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So Brady wanted to take some, too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EL5kGH8hZR8/Tx_6Xl9bpgI/AAAAAAAACEA/FUQDsU8oo3M/s1600/080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EL5kGH8hZR8/Tx_6Xl9bpgI/AAAAAAAACEA/FUQDsU8oo3M/s400/080.JPG" width="385" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJ-kP-x-e8s/Tx_6qCGGtaI/AAAAAAAACEI/nsVhBwG6mzg/s1600/081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="395" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJ-kP-x-e8s/Tx_6qCGGtaI/AAAAAAAACEI/nsVhBwG6mzg/s400/081.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ar-GY6-HO9Q/Tx_7JW5nkZI/AAAAAAAACEQ/o4DgKiQYc18/s1600/087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ar-GY6-HO9Q/Tx_7JW5nkZI/AAAAAAAACEQ/o4DgKiQYc18/s400/087.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to my mother-in-law, we have this wonderful saucer/bouncer! Maylee does really well in it, especially since she likes standing up all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This new year is starting off wonderfully! Working on New Year's Resolutions is quite fulfilling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've started two classes (Geology and National Government), which totals 8 credits. Two more classes were supposed to start in March (so all four classes would end in May)... but I just dropped them realizing that two are proving to be quite time-consuming already. I'll take two more during the short summer semester, though. Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Learning and studying has been so much fun! I mean... I'm reading about geology... nothing sounds more boring in the world... but I have thoroughly enjoyed what I've learned so far! (Except for the chemistry of minerals... chemistry is like a whole different language to me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maylee has two teeth and her naps are finally longer, as they should be. Yay! We're potty training Brady... and I cannot tell you how much I am not loving it. But... it has to be done... and what could be a better time than when we run out of diapers for him? *Sigh* I've cleaned up more pee and poop than I care to share. Any advice/words of encouragement are greatly appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still in the primary and it's lots of fun. Cody just got called to the Young Men's presidency.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm working on setting up a new health and wellness Sunrider blog. I'd really love to just hire someone to do it and not mess with all the nitty-gritty details, but it's still kind of neat to create it on my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, our lives are happening and time is going by right before our eyes. Hopefully we savor every moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-7205987390160190863?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/7205987390160190863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=7205987390160190863&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7205987390160190863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7205987390160190863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year-its-almost-valentines.html' title='Happy New Year! It&apos;s almost Valentine&apos;s Day...'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jh85aJMefQ0/Tx_44TayuRI/AAAAAAAACDw/10K3GIVkCB0/s72-c/076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-7496243537246134325</id><published>2012-01-24T21:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T06:40:04.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Only a month ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b5e4oqDmXIg/Tx92uoRinRI/AAAAAAAACDY/Sl7Qsa7C7P8/s1600/060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b5e4oqDmXIg/Tx92uoRinRI/AAAAAAAACDY/Sl7Qsa7C7P8/s400/060.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Maylee dressed for church on Christmas day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y0BboCWdnbs/Tx900rmaK5I/AAAAAAAACDQ/UpkQ1ewLrlw/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="display: inline !important; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y0BboCWdnbs/Tx900rmaK5I/AAAAAAAACDQ/UpkQ1ewLrlw/s400/022.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brady deciding he's a big fan of the whole "Christmas" thing.&lt;/div&gt;He's wearing his Thomas jammies, Lightning McQueen slippers, &lt;br /&gt;and about to ride his construction truck. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uB-Nw7bsC88/Tx9zngl4lfI/AAAAAAAACDI/f8rfjmlrZ3c/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uB-Nw7bsC88/Tx9zngl4lfI/AAAAAAAACDI/f8rfjmlrZ3c/s400/007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Maylee doesn't take a binkie or sleep in her swing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;The swing was the stand-in until we could do some sleep training.&lt;br /&gt;Now, we lay her down in her crib and she sucks her thumb while holding&lt;br /&gt;her blanket in the other hand. I about go weak at the knees every time I see her&lt;br /&gt;do it. Presh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i5SYmKhcJpw/Tx95wz8rfgI/AAAAAAAACDg/FWxyd8JwCHM/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i5SYmKhcJpw/Tx95wz8rfgI/AAAAAAAACDg/FWxyd8JwCHM/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i5SYmKhcJpw/Tx95wz8rfgI/AAAAAAAACDg/FWxyd8JwCHM/s400/024.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maylee on Christmas morning. Exactly four months old on Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yx6EOATJr00/Tx97-m4CIeI/AAAAAAAACDo/swbAgpmfANk/s1600/069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yx6EOATJr00/Tx97-m4CIeI/AAAAAAAACDo/swbAgpmfANk/s400/069.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Singing Christmas hymns at my parents' house. And my mom, a lovingly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;doting grandma, in the background. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/826390764419835797-7496243537246134325?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/7496243537246134325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=7496243537246134325&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7496243537246134325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7496243537246134325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2012/01/only-month-ago.html' title='Only a month ago...'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b5e4oqDmXIg/Tx92uoRinRI/AAAAAAAACDY/Sl7Qsa7C7P8/s72-c/060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-3636255895623906971</id><published>2012-01-11T13:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T15:09:41.469-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9ef9878b2773c198" 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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9ef9878b2773c198%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331363929%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C95ABAC233BD6F9F081A64E8747F92B877F679C.4BC7B1DBB341E2CD21CBB6C9953276290914DEAA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9ef9878b2773c198%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBhtcWeX2dfDt0e3uOfOS70-TNAQ&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.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9ef9878b2773c198%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331363929%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C95ABAC233BD6F9F081A64E8747F92B877F679C.4BC7B1DBB341E2CD21CBB6C9953276290914DEAA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9ef9878b2773c198%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBhtcWeX2dfDt0e3uOfOS70-TNAQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Cody and I'm just posting this for my mom and anyone else to enjoy. This is Brady's Buzz Lightyear impression. :) (I hope the sound works, if not sorry!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-3636255895623906971?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/3636255895623906971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=3636255895623906971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3636255895623906971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3636255895623906971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-is-cody-and-im-just-posting-this.html' title='Buzz Lightyear to the rescue!'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-4299012260414406315</id><published>2011-12-19T08:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T08:12:32.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Breastfeeding.. Take Two</title><content type='html'>Nursing the second time around is much, much easier than before!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Brady, I produced enough milk for QUIZILLIANTUPLETS. So everything I wore would ALWAYS get soaked... not to mention it would squirt in Brady's poor eyes and all over HIS clothes, too. UGH.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to change our sheets daily (or resolve to sleeping on milk-stained sheets) due to SOAKING our bed each night. I mean, can you imagine? I couldn't do my own laundry fast enough because I would have to change ALL my clothes once or twice a night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brady didn't like to be covered when I nursed him, so I could never nurse in (private) public because he'd squirm and flail until he was completely free and I was exposed for all to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a little while, Brady didn't want to open his mouth wide enough to nurse. Ouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then... oh dear... to top it all... was the yeast infection *where he nursed*. I wouldn't wish that upon any woman, even if I didn't like her!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But THIS time around, my milk has regulated pretty nicely! It is much lovelier! Maylee is easier, it seems, too. &amp;nbsp;She had a bit of Tongue-Tie and I got mastitis a few times... but it's been about a month and a half since I've had it... THANK HEAVENS!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnX4Q7Aqs4g/Tu9DaYff1rI/AAAAAAAACC8/8-qOJNdcLbc/s1600/Bree%2527s+Cell+Phone+Pictures+324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnX4Q7Aqs4g/Tu9DaYff1rI/AAAAAAAACC8/8-qOJNdcLbc/s640/Bree%2527s+Cell+Phone+Pictures+324.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kami snapped this picture of me nursing Maylee without me even knowing it. I absolutely love it because it's 100 percent candid! And it's hard to express the&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt; sheer joy and satisfaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; that comes from seeing your child grow solely from something YOU produced for them, and UNIQUELY for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart goes out to women who tried but could not breastfeed. In my ignorance (before ever lactating), I was so&amp;nbsp;judgmental. How TERRIBLE of me! Now that I know how incredibly DIFFICULT and PAINFUL and nearly IMPOSSIBLE it can be... I now understand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one thing I'm loving about life: the eliciting of more compassion I feel for others while diminishing the ignorant&amp;nbsp;judgments. Heavenly Father sure knows what He's talking about. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What about you? I love hearing other moms' stories! I love hearing how you discipline your kids, what you cook or bake for/them, how you teach them to sleep or not to hit... I love your birth stories and sweet moments. I love knowing I'm not the only one who has hard days... days when I want to do things due to insanity that shouldn't be mentioned... so comment! Keep up your blogging too b/c I love it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-4299012260414406315?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/4299012260414406315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=4299012260414406315&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4299012260414406315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4299012260414406315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/12/breastfeeding-take-two.html' title='Breastfeeding.. Take Two'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnX4Q7Aqs4g/Tu9DaYff1rI/AAAAAAAACC8/8-qOJNdcLbc/s72-c/Bree%2527s+Cell+Phone+Pictures+324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-2136351940778775383</id><published>2011-12-01T12:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T12:42:58.926-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Days as a Mom: Good, Bad, &amp; Ugly</title><content type='html'>Maylee is 3 months old and blows bubbles and "talks" by spitting in the cutest little way. I just love it! She gets chubbier every day. Her eyes are so big, bright, and blue. Her hair is even growing! I absolutely adore her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brady loves her very aggressively, but doesn't realize he's being too aggressive.. he tries so hard to be gentle but is OVERCOME with love for her that he gets REALLY excited. At least he's not full of animosity and taking blows at her... I can handle the rough lovin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He mostly grabs her hands and cheeks really intruding her "bubble". She gets a bit annoyed and looks at me like, "PLEASE save me, Mom!" I think she'll absolutely look up to her big brother and seek his approval and praise. She smiles at him (from a distance, lol) because he's oh-so entertaining with all his Buzz Lightyear moves and gun-shooting skills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting my own VEHICLE! Cody's been doing research non-stop about what kind of car, van, or SUV to buy. As soon as I get one, I'll be going to the gym OFTEN. I went at about 6:00 in the morning recently because I was full of rage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sleep was seriously interrupted throughout the ENTIRE night and into the morning... each time I'd BARELY get to sleep again, Brady would wake me up. I. Was. Furious. I put on some warm clothes, grabbed the keys and LEFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://howtogrowtaller101.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/grow-taller-Exercises.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://howtogrowtaller101.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/grow-taller-Exercises.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I knew that if I didn't do SOMEthing healthy for my emotional distress, I'd be a horrible mom all day. I got a day pass and hopped on a treadmill and RAN. I ran and ran and... I instantly felt better!! Talk about the power of endorphins! I felt great. I got on a stair-stepper/elliptical thing, used some free weights, then left. I was only there for a short 40 minutes or so, but it was divine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rolled down the windows while driving home even though it was FREEZING. I BLASTED the radio to my favorite country song ("...Country Girl, Shake it for me - Girl - Shake it for me - Girl - Shake it for me.."). I arrived home a new woman, ready to take on the day on next-to-no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to do it again the next day, and the next, and the next... I can hardly wait to get my own vehicle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I want to do that instead of what I USUALLY do, and that is over eat. When I'm stressed, I eat. Bored? Eat. Sad? Eat. Distraught? Eat. It gets a bit difficult to stay thin (or reach my fitness goals) when I binge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually quell the bored curse by working, cleaning, playing (with Brady), reading... but the other emotions? They get food as their 'satiater'... and even though it's mostly healthy, it's still not ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how much I weigh? I haven't weighed myself since my last prenatal appointment before Maylee was born... Now I'm curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp, my ramblings have reached an end today. Time to work. I love work. I love being productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-2136351940778775383?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/2136351940778775383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=2136351940778775383&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2136351940778775383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2136351940778775383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-days-as-mom-good-bad-ugly.html' title='My Days as a Mom: Good, Bad, &amp; Ugly'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-7264004456576098602</id><published>2011-11-17T06:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T06:43:59.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Treat (Photo) at the End of this Post..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-91EGx2tZuZw/TsR0-uLD6dI/AAAAAAAACBE/uAm3GTzQkCg/s1600/117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-91EGx2tZuZw/TsR0-uLD6dI/AAAAAAAACBE/uAm3GTzQkCg/s640/117.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Oh, the many faces of Brady!! He's such a little joy (and ham) to have! We just took some family pictures and he looks like a little goof in all of them with his big cheesy grins and other expressive faces. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lhfOdkCrv-k/TsRzwDHpYKI/AAAAAAAACA8/-6BJMko8r_o/s1600/119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lhfOdkCrv-k/TsRzwDHpYKI/AAAAAAAACA8/-6BJMko8r_o/s640/119.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Maylee puts up with her brother's "aggressive loving" pretty well at not-even-three-months-old-yet. Oh, and note the baseball shirt... one of Brady's absolute favorites. He feels pretty masculine in it and has to go shoot something or jump off of something when we put it on him b/c he brims with pride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-opr_3jx-xWA/TsR5ALfz-7I/AAAAAAAACBc/AVnJyRjgWPU/s1600/124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-opr_3jx-xWA/TsR5ALfz-7I/AAAAAAAACBc/AVnJyRjgWPU/s640/124.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Our little Halloween Giraffe. :) I thought it was a fitting costume due to the fact that Brady is tall and skinny! (Thank you, Stephanie, for letting us use it - you're wonderful!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Below is little Rooklyn, our friends Jenni and Luke's second-born little daughter. I just HAD to have the giraffe pose with the zebra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TKUD1sEXTDw/TsR3MjpXCeI/AAAAAAAACBU/Cw48xBlm6vQ/s1600/122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TKUD1sEXTDw/TsR3MjpXCeI/AAAAAAAACBU/Cw48xBlm6vQ/s640/122.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FrLUdUnLUKw/TsR5lutFqlI/AAAAAAAACBk/aRlIBSSWKi8/s1600/129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FrLUdUnLUKw/TsR5lutFqlI/AAAAAAAACBk/aRlIBSSWKi8/s640/129.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;My little baby at about 10-11 weeks old. I just ADORE her! She is so beautiful, dainty, pretty, lovely, ...I could go on. I love her dearly!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vbEUxWOkY24/TsR6PrAuvBI/AAAAAAAACBs/IzXP91AirIw/s1600/140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vbEUxWOkY24/TsR6PrAuvBI/AAAAAAAACBs/IzXP91AirIw/s640/140.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;At 11 weeks old, Maylee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Talks and coos all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Does NOT like to lay back, she has to be propped completely up and she'll STILL pull herself forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Sleeps through the night (started at 6 weeks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Weighs over 12 pounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Growing adorable chubs all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Can hold herself up with her legs (stands while being supported)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Loves her swing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Loves her binkie SOME of the time... not all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Nurses wonderfully (it only takes her a few minutes total in one complete feeding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Does NOT like to have a full diaper at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Does NOT enjoy baths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Does well in her carseat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4c8053kM69o/TsR66FUP6hI/AAAAAAAACB0/ptuifHkZjMg/s1600/142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4c8053kM69o/TsR66FUP6hI/AAAAAAAACB0/ptuifHkZjMg/s640/142.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A smile!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxdgDvoaWDo/TsR8z2jukvI/AAAAAAAACB8/Lhp0bzmvS3c/s1600/145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jxdgDvoaWDo/TsR8z2jukvI/AAAAAAAACB8/Lhp0bzmvS3c/s640/145.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PP3jD0ZkkBM/TsR9St9CRmI/AAAAAAAACCE/BfxzSDJerAM/s1600/147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PP3jD0ZkkBM/TsR9St9CRmI/AAAAAAAACCE/BfxzSDJerAM/s640/147.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rYTiF8WoZjI/TsSANuGJIQI/AAAAAAAACCM/KWMGyBj7LMI/s1600/148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rYTiF8WoZjI/TsSANuGJIQI/AAAAAAAACCM/KWMGyBj7LMI/s640/148.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;And...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJupboMfANs/TsSCgflzIAI/AAAAAAAACCU/oDuehy2cQLQ/s1600/149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dJupboMfANs/TsSCgflzIAI/AAAAAAAACCU/oDuehy2cQLQ/s640/149.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;...last but not least...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8U3QVECpBM/TsSDi_e6o6I/AAAAAAAACCc/Al8WnsPfEJY/s1600/151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S8U3QVECpBM/TsSDi_e6o6I/AAAAAAAACCc/Al8WnsPfEJY/s640/151.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;LOLOL!!!!!!!! Alright, this probably isn't as funny to you as it is to Cody and me... we laugh EVERY time we see this picture (below)!!!!! I just had to share.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ebkWZLoE-w8/TsT963kJglI/AAAAAAAACCs/GJg3qNjMcHk/s1600/150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ebkWZLoE-w8/TsT963kJglI/AAAAAAAACCs/GJg3qNjMcHk/s640/150.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;A little about Brady at 2 1/2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Has the most beautiful, long, dark eyelashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Loves to watch movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Sings and dances whenever he hears music he likes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Has an amazing memory and recalls things he's only ever heard or been told once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Likes to have his hair done (like Daddy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Loves fruit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Is very particular and loves routines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Has more energy than I know what to do with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Current Favorite Toys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-A&amp;nbsp;dinosaur&amp;nbsp;(from Stephanie, too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-His three different Lightning McQueen cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Mater (with a button that lights up and quotes Mater from Cars 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Stuffed Elmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;-Anything that's pointed and can shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Sometimes the "blog post" in my mind is in bullet-point form of things I want to share and record. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then... I sit down with my laptop. And nothing catchy or significant comes to mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my little Maylee Jane and Brady Grant didn't wake up so darn early, I'd grab my puter and blog all my thoughts right out during the calm quiet of the morning. But that's alright - here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody has recently been hired by New York Life. He sells Life Insurance and does Financial Planning. I was not thrilled about this for a while due to it being a commission-based job. However, my wise mother reminded me of some things and helped me realize that this is just Cody's thing. "This" being sales or commission jobs. Despite the gamble it is to work in sales, Cody is still attracted to it and enjoys it more than other alternatives! I decided I'll support him in it and hope for the best. I really like the people he works with and the offices are on the 16th floor of a building in Downtown Wichita. Let me tell you, they are Za-Za Nice with a capital 'N'! He wears a suit to work and looks OH-so sharp. I mean, everything about this job is so 'Cody'.&amp;nbsp;I'm excited for him. He's choosing to work for New York Life for the next 15+ years and make it his career! Yaaaay!!! No more bouncing from job to job. :) I'm proud of him. He's also washing windows for a little longer while the weather allows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on enrollment and FAFSA stuff to take a full load of online&amp;nbsp;courses in January. Yay! I've decided to get my Associate's in Generals because an Associate's will transfer anywhere. I didn't want to be working on my Bachelor's and then move and not have all my credits transfer somewhere else. So Baby Steps here: First my Associate's, then my Bachelor's, and then a Master's or Law School. I'm not nannying Little Dave for now, his mom (my friend Megan) is taking 3 1/2 months off work since she had a baby girl! So in January, I'll start watching both of them. We'll be a full house for a few hours every day! Two toddler boys and two infant girls... feel free to pray for me. :)&amp;nbsp;I still do Sunrider and&amp;nbsp;share it with others. I love, love, love it and am excited to do more with it&amp;nbsp;now and in the future.&amp;nbsp;I'm also&amp;nbsp;officially hired as my parents "Launderer". I do all the household laundry for an hourly rate. Win-win all around: My mom's load is lightened (pun intended), I have another way to earn a little income, and the family always has clean clothes and towels. I'm still the primary chorister and love it. Definitely fun, challenging, and a great way for me to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brady is a two-year-old boy... 'nough said. ;) Just kidding - he's a wonderful little sweetheart whom I adore. No potty-training yet... some day. So our 3-4 year-old-looking two-year-old continues to fill his diapers for his parents' convenience. He says the cutest things every day. While taking a bath the other day, I said, "Okay, are you finished, bud?" and he responded, "Not quite." What? Not quite? Well, alright then. He makes us&amp;nbsp;laugh all the time. He says prayers and blesses the food. He reads scriptures by opening up a book that he's deemed "The Book of Mormon" and says "An' it came to pass..." He always says "Someday he'll be big like Cayub" and calls his best friend Tabitha "Ta-ti-ta" because that's a hard name for a young mouth. He currently LOVES Toy Story and calls any toy he likes "his" toy, like "his Buzz Lightyear", for example. I'm just thankful he likes movies... easy babysitter. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maylee is such a little joy! She is ALL-girl already. At almost 2 1/2 months, she's already quite the social butterfly. She loves watching someone when they're talking and will smile and smile at them (it was Cody this morning and Kirie, my 18-year-old sister&amp;nbsp;last night). She also talks back in the cutest cooing EVER heard on the planet! I mean I am overCOME with love for her when she smiles and talks to me.&amp;nbsp;Starting at 6 weeks, she sleeps through the night with one feeding. She goes about 11-12 hours nursing one time. Yay! I put her in the other room without a monitor so I could sleep and set the alarm for 3 a.m. to nurse her... but I didn't even need an alarm. She wakes up around 3 or 4 a.m. every morning to nurse. Now I need to start her nap schedule though because she's starting to stay awake too much during the day (resulting in more fussiness). I nurse her every 3 hours during the day. Scheduled feedings, along with scheduled sleep, is one of the best things I've ever done. Some moms think I'm too harsh and if Maylee fusses, people will often try to convince me that she's hungry and needs to be nursed. I nursed Brady whenever he fussed and guess what? He had more blow-outs, spit-up a TON all the time, and was fussier and cried more. Maylee is putting on weight and growing beautifully, doesn't have regular blow-outs, only spits up a little bit, and is a happier, easier baby. There are about 10 other things I LOVE about scheduled feedings but won't list them now. If you want to know, maybe I'll do another post just about that. :) But suffice it to say that it has&amp;nbsp;been FABULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family is doing well here in Derby, Kansas. It's starting to get COLD and Christmas is right around the corner. Family pictures are being taken next week, so hopefully we can get our Christmas cards out before Thanksgiving (that's my goal, anyway). Thanks for reading!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-3864894560347572636?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/3864894560347572636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=3864894560347572636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3864894560347572636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3864894560347572636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/11/while-lying-in-bed-most-mornings.html' title='While lying in bed most mornings...'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-5407791944489121027</id><published>2011-10-24T21:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:05:45.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBqp3Mw_OFs/TqXyQ9d1nNI/AAAAAAAAB_k/_i_lCH5b-wY/s1600/CIMG0705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBqp3Mw_OFs/TqXyQ9d1nNI/AAAAAAAAB_k/_i_lCH5b-wY/s640/CIMG0705.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Concerned? Slightly annoyed? What a little look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grotCPIN4DU/TqXyYRnFIQI/AAAAAAAAB_s/BTpDeZzmKq4/s1600/CIMG0707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-grotCPIN4DU/TqXyYRnFIQI/AAAAAAAAB_s/BTpDeZzmKq4/s640/CIMG0707.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOL - now THIS picture of Brady is hilarious to me. Gall, what a little ham!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y3nIqvtDE-8/TqXyg9xW1QI/AAAAAAAAB_0/x5n0BENVWy8/s1600/CIMG0713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y3nIqvtDE-8/TqXyg9xW1QI/AAAAAAAAB_0/x5n0BENVWy8/s640/CIMG0713.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My mom, her dad, and Maylee. So Maylee's Great Grandpa Ivie! We love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DRN8MFM28cM/TqXyoy9pE8I/AAAAAAAAB_8/D0SO9W-X-l4/s1600/CIMG0717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DRN8MFM28cM/TqXyoy9pE8I/AAAAAAAAB_8/D0SO9W-X-l4/s640/CIMG0717.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I love this little face. I love this little girl!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nQHlJ56X6gc/TqXy2F9vFhI/AAAAAAAACAM/Wf3kbmW9Id4/s1600/CIMG0720.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nQHlJ56X6gc/TqXy2F9vFhI/AAAAAAAACAM/Wf3kbmW9Id4/s640/CIMG0720.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/826390764419835797-5407791944489121027?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/5407791944489121027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=5407791944489121027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/5407791944489121027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/5407791944489121027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/10/lately.html' title='Lately..'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBqp3Mw_OFs/TqXyQ9d1nNI/AAAAAAAAB_k/_i_lCH5b-wY/s72-c/CIMG0705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-2624322653774176286</id><published>2011-10-24T21:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:01:51.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch with Cody's Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nj_CE4CrAZY/TqXtqP-BJeI/AAAAAAAAB9k/6JI6lhoBrF8/s1600/CIMG0701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nj_CE4CrAZY/TqXtqP-BJeI/AAAAAAAAB9k/6JI6lhoBrF8/s640/CIMG0701.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;On the tractor ride to get to all the pumpkins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's such a fun time of year! Fall is exciting to me because it means that holidays centered around Christ, family and yummy food are right around the corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5Q_T96mUOI/TqXtzOSMzSI/AAAAAAAAB9s/wK-ZWGMb2sw/s1600/CIMG0700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g5Q_T96mUOI/TqXtzOSMzSI/AAAAAAAAB9s/wK-ZWGMb2sw/s640/CIMG0700.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pR2it0Ph8Lo/TqXt9txzDOI/AAAAAAAAB90/V98ikGvl2wM/s1600/CIMG0698.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pR2it0Ph8Lo/TqXt9txzDOI/AAAAAAAAB90/V98ikGvl2wM/s640/CIMG0698.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiIftujjWfU/TqXuoRIGGxI/AAAAAAAAB98/bUe07l1ncZM/s1600/CIMG0696.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiIftujjWfU/TqXuoRIGGxI/AAAAAAAAB98/bUe07l1ncZM/s640/CIMG0696.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Brady found a little pumpkin. He loved walking all over and searching for JUST the right one. He kept saying "Let's keep looking!" Then he'd find one but stand back up and say, "Nope, not this one. Let's keep looking!" He said it over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GXgQUVD8WQ4/TqXutgVd6cI/AAAAAAAAB-E/fct5a7PL340/s1600/CIMG0697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GXgQUVD8WQ4/TqXutgVd6cI/AAAAAAAAB-E/fct5a7PL340/s640/CIMG0697.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;All four of us! We're a family of FOUR. And this is just the beginning. :) (Nevermind my Popeye arm...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MKA4OlExu3g/TqXvBGmWtdI/AAAAAAAAB-M/YJASoeI2g7U/s1600/CIMG0695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MKA4OlExu3g/TqXvBGmWtdI/AAAAAAAAB-M/YJASoeI2g7U/s640/CIMG0695.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Family picture! (With our pumpkins!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b-LGQEHZZFs/TqXvIerc_FI/AAAAAAAAB-U/6mg5sr7a0vc/s1600/CIMG0691.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b-LGQEHZZFs/TqXvIerc_FI/AAAAAAAAB-U/6mg5sr7a0vc/s640/CIMG0691.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cody's parents spent the weekend with us from Seattle, Washington for Maylee's baby blessing. (Pictures to come!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GInyNhaPvE4/TqXvQ1Nya6I/AAAAAAAAB-c/09hWWnyIFy0/s1600/CIMG0702.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GInyNhaPvE4/TqXvQ1Nya6I/AAAAAAAAB-c/09hWWnyIFy0/s640/CIMG0702.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vd52BocZ45Q/TqXvXNMPsSI/AAAAAAAAB-k/7WRIr7O06Sw/s1600/CIMG0690.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vd52BocZ45Q/TqXvXNMPsSI/AAAAAAAAB-k/7WRIr7O06Sw/s640/CIMG0690.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Another family picture with the humongous spider... gross. Cody is so tan and buff... what a hottie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZalwCNEIX4Y/TqXvfhetL1I/AAAAAAAAB-s/6q0Xy_EmJCw/s1600/CIMG0676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZalwCNEIX4Y/TqXvfhetL1I/AAAAAAAAB-s/6q0Xy_EmJCw/s640/CIMG0676.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Papa and Brady!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nf-d6BhXV9c/TqXvrlFndwI/AAAAAAAAB-0/hlnDtK56ch0/s1600/CIMG0687.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nf-d6BhXV9c/TqXvrlFndwI/AAAAAAAAB-0/hlnDtK56ch0/s640/CIMG0687.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jumping castle = so much FUN. Brady loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-itfKB4UYgkY/TqXv0ERjQnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/nPphNp2OLxE/s1600/CIMG0689.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-itfKB4UYgkY/TqXv0ERjQnI/AAAAAAAAB-8/nPphNp2OLxE/s640/CIMG0689.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'd try to eat his little hands and he'd SCREAM and laugh so hard. It was a fun game that cracked me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x-jVK3jH0kw/TqXwF52CkeI/AAAAAAAAB_E/0-ua3JFCvsQ/s1600/CIMG0694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x-jVK3jH0kw/TqXwF52CkeI/AAAAAAAAB_E/0-ua3JFCvsQ/s640/CIMG0694.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Oh, here he is searching and searching through pumpkins repeatedly saying, "Let's keep looking!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVdm0llzivY/TqXwrVUtSgI/AAAAAAAAB_M/RtSa8Vce9jA/s1600/CIMG0682.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVdm0llzivY/TqXwrVUtSgI/AAAAAAAAB_M/RtSa8Vce9jA/s640/CIMG0682.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This was really fun! (And really hard to climb up while holding Brady...) He LOVED this big slide and even went all by himself. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wN2V4yDv_RQ/TqXxZGUfRZI/AAAAAAAAB_U/K1H87ZO5iec/s1600/CIMG0677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wN2V4yDv_RQ/TqXxZGUfRZI/AAAAAAAAB_U/K1H87ZO5iec/s640/CIMG0677.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's my baby girl. Happy Fall. Happy Halloween.&amp;nbsp;&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/826390764419835797-2624322653774176286?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/2624322653774176286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=2624322653774176286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2624322653774176286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2624322653774176286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-patch-with-codys-parents.html' title='Pumpkin Patch with Cody&apos;s Parents'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nj_CE4CrAZY/TqXtqP-BJeI/AAAAAAAAB9k/6JI6lhoBrF8/s72-c/CIMG0701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-8214492121683102051</id><published>2011-10-24T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T20:48:15.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUv5i8Si6lo/TqXr9dZ7pHI/AAAAAAAAB8s/3JAxzZCEK1g/s1600/CIMG0653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUv5i8Si6lo/TqXr9dZ7pHI/AAAAAAAAB8s/3JAxzZCEK1g/s640/CIMG0653.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A sweet little smile! This is one of her first ones and I caught it on camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wOJCBTpbe14/TqXsMD95MlI/AAAAAAAAB88/gZIpy1F-kqg/s1600/CIMG0662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wOJCBTpbe14/TqXsMD95MlI/AAAAAAAAB88/gZIpy1F-kqg/s400/CIMG0662.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little tongue. Baby acne. Both my babies got baby acne. Her skin was perfectly FLAWLESS and then BAM - little red dots all over her face. It's not too bad, though. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dLxnvlGZkEg/TqXsDyic5AI/AAAAAAAAB80/RqLQVsAfuPw/s1600/CIMG0658.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dLxnvlGZkEg/TqXsDyic5AI/AAAAAAAAB80/RqLQVsAfuPw/s640/CIMG0658.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She's still PRECIOUS to me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gg-xjlAR_C8/TqXsVBiMzRI/AAAAAAAAB9E/x7XXeMkKx0o/s1600/CIMG0663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gg-xjlAR_C8/TqXsVBiMzRI/AAAAAAAAB9E/x7XXeMkKx0o/s640/CIMG0663.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A bit of drool... I wonder if she'll get teeth early like Brady did. His first two teeth cut at 2 1/2 months old... CRAZY early!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZL8etnY0J5s/TqXsrS1LEtI/AAAAAAAAB9M/Rt9tlTagwxA/s1600/CIMG0667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZL8etnY0J5s/TqXsrS1LEtI/AAAAAAAAB9M/Rt9tlTagwxA/s640/CIMG0667.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the handsome big brother! He's such a good big brother! He informs me in the mornings when she wakes up and is crying since he wakes up earlier than the crack of dawn. He seriously wakes up anywhere from 4-6 every morning. No joke. I'm going to start locking him in his bedroom so I can at least sleep until 6 for goodness' sake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NlTaw7ncVew/TqXtAqcC-2I/AAAAAAAAB9U/GXUREP7PN7I/s1600/CIMG0668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NlTaw7ncVew/TqXtAqcC-2I/AAAAAAAAB9U/GXUREP7PN7I/s640/CIMG0668.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love these warm little monkey jammies on her. They're so cuddly and warm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f6xTo70Ntrs/TqXtbuJ9J9I/AAAAAAAAB9c/K5paxzaE4gE/s1600/CIMG0672.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f6xTo70Ntrs/TqXtbuJ9J9I/AAAAAAAAB9c/K5paxzaE4gE/s640/CIMG0672.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is just cute and makes me laugh. I don't know what he's doing with his left hand! He has a little bottle of water in his other hand... he drinks out of cups or sippy cups, but sometimes he'll ask for a bottle since he's seen them around lately. Actually, I think he's posing because he's wearing his Spiderman jammies. Funny kiddo! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/826390764419835797-8214492121683102051?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/8214492121683102051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=8214492121683102051&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/8214492121683102051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/8214492121683102051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/10/different-faces.html' title='Different Faces'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUv5i8Si6lo/TqXr9dZ7pHI/AAAAAAAAB8s/3JAxzZCEK1g/s72-c/CIMG0653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-8153587494865079346</id><published>2011-10-24T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T19:45:31.254-05:00</updated><title type='text'>About One Month Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh1V_O7wgTQ/TqXoAslNQhI/AAAAAAAAB7k/2bLYDGCWIQE/s1600/CIMG0634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh1V_O7wgTQ/TqXoAslNQhI/AAAAAAAAB7k/2bLYDGCWIQE/s640/CIMG0634.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So... I didn't realize until after a good amount of pictures that Brady had touched and blurred the lens of my camera... so these are kind of fuzzy, darnit. :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSGiaJLbkYU/TqXnsfgnNCI/AAAAAAAAB7U/G72vZwNDtIQ/s1600/CIMG0627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZSGiaJLbkYU/TqXnsfgnNCI/AAAAAAAAB7U/G72vZwNDtIQ/s640/CIMG0627.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;She loves being held. She loves to be swaddled. I love to hold and swaddle her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yL84XZYVOs8/TqXoH_zguhI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Q70ncKaZg1w/s1600/CIMG0635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yL84XZYVOs8/TqXoH_zguhI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Q70ncKaZg1w/s640/CIMG0635.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hi little Sweetie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8rYbC9bTnY/TqXoaBfNKzI/AAAAAAAAB70/_R7UZhBB1Nw/s1600/CIMG0644.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8rYbC9bTnY/TqXoaBfNKzI/AAAAAAAAB70/_R7UZhBB1Nw/s640/CIMG0644.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;They fell asleep in almost the same position - cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-35MCyfEX3lA/TqXogBf_M2I/AAAAAAAAB78/HQIiW9ynk3I/s1600/CIMG0646.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-35MCyfEX3lA/TqXogBf_M2I/AAAAAAAAB78/HQIiW9ynk3I/s640/CIMG0646.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZdxqlWztQs/TqXoovmS8jI/AAAAAAAAB8E/lxNxJexwaTI/s1600/CIMG0648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1ZdxqlWztQs/TqXoovmS8jI/AAAAAAAAB8E/lxNxJexwaTI/s640/CIMG0648.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Maylee and me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-obgbiNF-WCA/TqXo34O3foI/AAAAAAAAB8M/8lGOoeGqDmU/s1600/CIMG0649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-obgbiNF-WCA/TqXo34O3foI/AAAAAAAAB8M/8lGOoeGqDmU/s640/CIMG0649.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wF2RPwenvws/TqXpLi0TosI/AAAAAAAAB8c/_9zZARyMVsE/s1600/CIMG0651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wF2RPwenvws/TqXpLi0TosI/AAAAAAAAB8c/_9zZARyMVsE/s640/CIMG0651.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I kiss her and kiss her and kiss her. I love, love, love my pretty girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lg1JuEGtIz8/TqXrSRT9QmI/AAAAAAAAB8k/EQFg8qSUu2Y/s1600/CIMG0652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lg1JuEGtIz8/TqXrSRT9QmI/AAAAAAAAB8k/EQFg8qSUu2Y/s640/CIMG0652.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/826390764419835797-8153587494865079346?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/8153587494865079346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=8153587494865079346&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/8153587494865079346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/8153587494865079346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/10/about-one-month-old.html' title='About One Month Old'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh1V_O7wgTQ/TqXoAslNQhI/AAAAAAAAB7k/2bLYDGCWIQE/s72-c/CIMG0634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-2565441572402679461</id><published>2011-10-24T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T19:35:07.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Newborn Maylee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's my pretty princess right after nursing. Oh yeah, she loves my milk. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTF7FnztIyU/TqXmRvagwpI/AAAAAAAAB6c/eWjcmH9YnnE/s1600/CIMG0610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTF7FnztIyU/TqXmRvagwpI/AAAAAAAAB6c/eWjcmH9YnnE/s640/CIMG0610.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I just cannot get enough of this little angel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YCVpz-DCP4/TqXmXhEzgVI/AAAAAAAAB6k/Kmj_Dpj03Vk/s1600/CIMG0611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YCVpz-DCP4/TqXmXhEzgVI/AAAAAAAAB6k/Kmj_Dpj03Vk/s640/CIMG0611.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Look at those cute peely fingers - so fresh from the womb! The new-baby aroma from her was divine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OwjfTKQemHo/TqXmgPYvlTI/AAAAAAAAB6s/y9ISwb98WtY/s1600/CIMG0613.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OwjfTKQemHo/TqXmgPYvlTI/AAAAAAAAB6s/y9ISwb98WtY/s640/CIMG0613.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Blurry (kinda creepy eyes...) This is my grandma - aka Nana. She picked her up and started spinning around and dancing Maylee around the room while she was fussy. Maylee calmed RIGHT down and loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRf7FnihMj0/TqXmpFH-DCI/AAAAAAAAB60/8sfy3dFnQEA/s1600/CIMG0621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tRf7FnihMj0/TqXmpFH-DCI/AAAAAAAAB60/8sfy3dFnQEA/s640/CIMG0621.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-id1IXcHjgPw/TqXmvPPUVyI/AAAAAAAAB68/XnkTDLe0Eik/s1600/CIMG0622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-id1IXcHjgPw/TqXmvPPUVyI/AAAAAAAAB68/XnkTDLe0Eik/s640/CIMG0622.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5qC5rEzxV9M/TqXm1JmwO_I/AAAAAAAAB7E/lPD1EIKUaGQ/s1600/CIMG0624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5qC5rEzxV9M/TqXm1JmwO_I/AAAAAAAAB7E/lPD1EIKUaGQ/s640/CIMG0624.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Napping on my bed. She slept on her tummy for the most part during her first month or so. She did not like being on her back and slept longer on her tummy. Plus, it's so CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z5qf6mTEnFo/TqXm8E70NVI/AAAAAAAAB7M/umIgnW-8HXI/s1600/CIMG0626.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z5qf6mTEnFo/TqXm8E70NVI/AAAAAAAAB7M/umIgnW-8HXI/s640/CIMG0626.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;See her little pixie ear? Her left ear is pointed like a little fairy! I love her perfectly round little head, too. And her fine, blonde hair. And her beautifully soft skin. I love my Maylee Jane.&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/826390764419835797-2565441572402679461?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/2565441572402679461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=2565441572402679461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2565441572402679461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2565441572402679461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-little-newborn-maylee.html' title='My Little Newborn Maylee'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTF7FnztIyU/TqXmRvagwpI/AAAAAAAAB6c/eWjcmH9YnnE/s72-c/CIMG0610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-7848181589904641855</id><published>2011-09-20T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T14:17:19.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Birth'/><title type='text'>My Choice to Birth at Home Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKpCKZr_LoU/Tnjl4gwM1UI/AAAAAAAAB6M/DT67ZMPEzC0/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKpCKZr_LoU/Tnjl4gwM1UI/AAAAAAAAB6M/DT67ZMPEzC0/s400/019.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I faced some pretty big fears by doing a second home birth. I set my expectations SO HIGH for Brady's birth (which is NOT wise to do for a FIRST birth), and the experience was SO OPPOSITE of what I ever expected and hoped for, that it was a very traumatic experience for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, I'm not exaggerating when I say I could've (SHOULD have)&amp;nbsp;gotten therapy to help me process the experience. I was even angry at God for a while. Now, I'd heard people say that and could never fathom&amp;nbsp;HOW someone could be mad at a Loving God. But if something crazy enough happens... something deeply trying of someone...&amp;nbsp;a person&amp;nbsp;can get that low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously that wasn't the answer and I had to repent for feeling that way... but there were a lot of questions in my mind as to why my prayers weren't answered throughout labor like they were for my mom's births. I felt forsaken and abandoned by Him and was very confused as to why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;***I now recognize and appreciate the amazing thing I gained from such an ordeal: My deepend understanding and overwhelming grattitude for the Savior's immense and horrific suffering in the Garden of Eden and on The Cross. Going through&amp;nbsp;my own&amp;nbsp;pain changed me, humbled me, awakened me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A few hours after Brady was born, I was overcome from the top of my head down to my toes... I was in AWE of what He did for us. In tears, I thought "If Jesus suffered ONLY what I just suffered for the last 18 hours and NOTHING more... I would feel eternally indebted to Him.... but He suffered ALL the pains and sorrows and suffering of ALL OF MANKIND!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It was like I was SLIGHTLY able to grasp a concept that isn't even "graspable" to the natural man - the human mind. So my testimony grew, and maybe that's why it happened how it did.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, there were still&amp;nbsp;many emotions of frustration and disappointment... so&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;WHY&lt;/u&gt; would&amp;nbsp;I choose a home birth again? &lt;u&gt;HOW&lt;/u&gt; could I possibly be so moronic as to do it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;AGAIN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? (I&amp;nbsp;questioned myself&amp;nbsp;many times over.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I loved the relationship I had with my home-birth midwife in California&amp;nbsp;and wanted that same experience again. I like the more&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;prevenative&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;approach&amp;nbsp;to pregnancy and childbirth&amp;nbsp;more than the more&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;reactive&lt;/strong&gt; one. I liked that I didn't have to go to a hospital.&amp;nbsp;I liked that I&amp;nbsp;could stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I began searching for a midwife. Once I found Michelle, I was sure to tell her about my extreme reluctance and fear of doing it natural again. She assured me that she would be all the confidence and surety we would need and I could rely on her belief even if I had none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, overcoming my fear of the &lt;u&gt;PAIN&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;SUFFERING&lt;/u&gt; was definitely a process. I mean I was scared to death and was secretly planning on going to&amp;nbsp;the hospital for an epidural if my labor lasted longer than several hours (she wasn't too&amp;nbsp;happy with me when I sort of revealed that plan close to my due date... she told me to trust her and she only wanted what was BEST for me and baby, PERIOD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed a lot. I BEGGED Heavenly Father for a different experience than last time, and to have the experience I wanted. (For Brady's birth, I prayed that I'd have the experience HE wanted me to have.) I then recieved a blessing where I was told that I would get what I wanted and have it happen the way I hoped for. Wow... that blessing pretty much anchored me to my decision until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, blah, blah, blah, so I ended up going through with it, obviously, and facing my fears. I did it! I feel strengthened, I feel empowered, and I feel very noticed by my Heavenly Father. I feel like I've freed myself of that fear and truly overcome that traumatic first-time experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my little Maylee arrived after that third push, it was pure joy. I felt relief, excitement, and love for this sweet little angel born into my arms! She was so purplish-white with puffy eyes and matted blonde hair (you know how they look when they come out...) and she couldn't have been more beautiful to me! I just looked and looked at her. I was smiling, enjoying our skin-to-skin contact and bond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grows lovelier to me every day! When I look at her, I ponder about heaven and what it's like; what it will be like in the Celestial Kingdom. Will there be babies? There MUST be babies! They are too pure and perfect and heavenly to NOT be! I choose to believe there will be little babies&amp;nbsp;because I know&amp;nbsp;families continue to grow and love beyond the veil, even if I don't understand the intricacies and details of&amp;nbsp;how/when/where, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my baby ("big boy") Brady, and I love my baby Maylee. I'm blessed to have them. I'm thankful for how I've grown as a person, woman, and mom just from my experiences giving birth to each one&amp;nbsp;of them! I look forward to more little angels in my life. (But not now...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-7848181589904641855?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/7848181589904641855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=7848181589904641855&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7848181589904641855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7848181589904641855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-choice-to-birth-at-home-again.html' title='My Choice to Birth at Home Again'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKpCKZr_LoU/Tnjl4gwM1UI/AAAAAAAAB6M/DT67ZMPEzC0/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-2955932588844790339</id><published>2011-09-10T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T14:19:50.376-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Birth'/><title type='text'>Maylee's Birth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plans Gone Awry﻿&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be induced early, hoping for a smaller baby (and head!). My midwife said she'd start checking me at 37 weeks to determine whether my cervix was ready or not for induction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 37 weeks, Michelle (my midwife) worked my cervix... which is&amp;nbsp;QUITE painful, I might add. I was 70% effaced and 1 1/2 cm dilated. She said to give it another week. I felt disappointed and relieved all at the same time; there were still some things I wanted to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 38 weeks, I was still 70% and 1 1/2, but my cervix was softer. She sent me home with borage oil tablets; it has the same effect as evening primrose oil, but has a lot more GLA in it which is what softens the cervix. She also sent me home with a supplement called 5W which is a combination of herbs that help tone and prepare the uterus for labor and delivery. She asked, "Do you want to have the baby now? Or do you want an easier and shorter labor?" Um... THE LATTER, please. So she&amp;nbsp;said she'd induce me the &lt;em&gt;next&lt;/em&gt; week. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Random Thought: I don't think she usually uses those supplements in preparation for labor, but since I was such a big baby and scaredy-cat about giving birth naturally again, she went out of her way to do even more to contribute towards an easier/faster labor. Thanks, Michelle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right around 38 weeks, Cody, Brady and I all got SICK. I didn't even realize it until I was feeling pretty crappy. When I told Michelle, she said there was NO WAY we were inducing me while being sick like that. Darnit!!! I was so mad! WHY DID WE HAVE TO GET SICK?! Oh well, maybe there was a reason.&amp;nbsp;She gave&amp;nbsp;us tons of supplements and homeopathics to get us all well before the arrival of a tiny infant who could easily die from something trivial to anyone else. We didn't want her coming to an infectious environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my health was being monitored. Michelle asked me how I felt on Wednesday (August 24th)&amp;nbsp;and I told her I wasn't sure. She said, "Come on out and let me just check you and see." Cody and I drove to Newton and they did &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; just "check and see", she went ahead and stripped my membranes, majorly worked my cervix, and gave me a the specific instructions on how to take the castor oil to induce labor!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she and Rebecca would be over around 10 a.m. the next morning.&amp;nbsp;Haha, when Cody and I got back in the car, I said, "I feel tricked!" Cody laughed and said, "She could probably tell you just had cold feet." So I guess she was going to be born the next day! *Scary*Exciting*EEK!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Morning Prep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cody set his alarm for 5:45 a.m. My first dosage of castor oil was to be taken at 6:00 a.m. sharp. Cody made the chocolate ice cream shake with Hershey's chocolate syrup that the castor oil was to be disguised in. If you've ever had castor oil... you know it CANNOT be disguised. It tastes AWFUL! I couldn't even enjoy the chocolate shake at all... it was gross!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I drank the second shake at 7:00 a.m. Torture. I was up and about the house cleaning, folding laundry, etc. The first couple of&amp;nbsp;bathroom urges came after that second round. For those of you who don't know, castor oil makes you GO and cleans you out. I guess it stimulates the bowels and therefore encourages contractions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had my last, disgusting dose at 8:00 a.m. I could hardly drink that one... I kept almost throwing it up. I munched on saltine crackers to keep it down. It was after shake number 3 that the contractions started more prominently (they started to come on subtly after shake number 2). They weren't painful as long as I stopped what I was doing, got on all fours, and breathed through it. Then I'd stand back up and continue cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 oz. of castor oil in all. So. Gross. But, I guess I'm the one who wanted to be induced. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Active Labor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;I'd say the contractions became pret-ty painful starting around 9:30 or 10:00 a.m.&lt;/span&gt; And, talk about glamorous, I mostly labored on the toilet. The castor oil really did its job... and kept working and working... You might think that'd be super annoying or that I would be unhappy about it... but if you know me pretty well, you know that I basically STOP GOING #2 while pregnant, even when I try all sorts of different things to do/take/eat/drink. So I was SO GLAD to be emptying my colon. I mean, come on, doesn't it gross you out if you don't or can't go? It just sits inside of you and rots! Sick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, Michelle and Rebecca arrived. She visited with me a minute and they went to work gathering ALL their stuff and equipment and organizing everything. They had tons of stuff!&amp;nbsp;They were constantly moving/going/setting things up. Cody and my mom were there with me pushing on pressure points during contractions or getting me water or juice... meanwhile, I was on the toilet, haha.. although I wasn't laughing.&amp;nbsp;I'd venture off of it&amp;nbsp;if I could and lay on the floor in the hallway, but it usually wasn't for long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think some time around 12:00-12:30 (I actually have NO idea... that's a complete guess), Michelle wanted to check me again. (She'd checked me sometime after she'd arrived.) Now, I don't know if while she checked me, she made me go from a 6 to an 8 or 8 1/2, or if I was at an&lt;strong&gt; 8 1/2&lt;/strong&gt;, but that was my status.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I wanted to get in the pool. Cody had blown it up and filled it... but forgot to put the liner in. So during a lot of my labor they were emptying the pool and then filling it up again WITH the liner, so as not to ruin her pool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;It was &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; ready for me to get in&lt;/span&gt;. The water wasn't AS warm as I would've liked, but it was the temperature they wanted it at. It was a little soothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj4G5eA7CfU/TmuF7pKSvuI/AAAAAAAAB5w/5YpGY0JkhXM/s1600/IMAG0021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj4G5eA7CfU/TmuF7pKSvuI/AAAAAAAAB5w/5YpGY0JkhXM/s400/IMAG0021.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Contractions were P.A.I.N.F.U.L. I'm not going to sugarcoat it like SO many people do... I feel like the uncomfortable part is so often&amp;nbsp;downplayed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, I pretty much moaned a steady, low, continuous tone through each contraction. I hadn't really planned on doing that, but&amp;nbsp;it was the only way I could keep my body from tensing up all over and shrieking. Plus, whatever your mouth is doing, your bum is doing. Weird, huh? So if you're tense and making high-pitched noises, you're tightening things "down there", too. So the low&amp;nbsp;moaning helped me keep breathing and not hold my breath. It helped me make it through each and every agonizing contraction. Yes, I had thoughts like &lt;em&gt;Why am I doing this to myself AGAIN?! Never ever ever&amp;nbsp;again! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My mom said to me "When would you like this baby to be born? Let's&amp;nbsp;ask Heavenly Father for a specific time..&amp;nbsp;how about 1:00 o'clock?" I said, "What time is it?"&amp;nbsp;"12:15" I said, "Okay, I can do that." I actually don't remember saying "Okay, I can do that," but my mom said that's what I said. &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So she prayed that Maylee would be born at 1:00 p.m.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-9Q7m4oGm8/TmuK_E4wJtI/AAAAAAAAB50/j4yfsO_-zi0/s1600/IMAG0026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T-9Q7m4oGm8/TmuK_E4wJtI/AAAAAAAAB50/j4yfsO_-zi0/s400/IMAG0026.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pretty soon while in the water, my contractions went straight to PUSHING and I started yelling... so it was my usual low moan... then STRAIGHT to yelling. My midwives came into the room knowing what that meant and told me NOT to push. I said,&lt;strong&gt; "HOW CAN I NOT?!"&lt;/strong&gt; I honestly didn't know how to NOT push b/c my body was doing it involuntarily! WOW, talk about a strong sensation that I can't even describe. GALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The picture to the left is during, or inbetween, pushing contractions. Rebecca is monitoring the baby's heartbeat. And... if you're wondering, the duck is a thermometer, haha.&lt;the (or="" a="" baby?s="" case="" contractions="" duck="" during="" em="" haha.&lt;="" heartbeat.="" in="" inbetween)="" is="" left="" monitoring="" picture="" pushing="" rebecca="" the="" thermometer..="" to="" with="" wondering,="" you?re=""&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The contraction subsided and I was able to rest a bit while Michelle broke my water. They were quickly rubbing oil on my perineum and putting on&amp;nbsp;compresses (I think... it's all a bit hazy to me) while still in the pool. Another pushing contraction came - WOW - out of control! My midwife helped me calm down and get control of myself. Without her talking me through it, that baby would've been pushed out and I would've torn to the high heavens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Suddenly,&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; HER HEAD CAME OUT&lt;/span&gt;! Halleluiah!! The contraction stopped and I rested while everyone was excited and looking at her sweet little head. I was thinking, &lt;em&gt;Really? Her head is out?! I'm almost done?! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then another pushing contraction and the rest of her shot out! 3 pushes.&amp;nbsp;Ahh! I was done! It was over! She was here! They handed her to me and I was so happy! I was holding my brand new daughter! She was perfect. She pinked right up. It was done! &lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;She was born at 1:04 p.m&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AmZIb0847FA/TmuNr7hhSqI/AAAAAAAAB54/MfVPoFuQc5k/s1600/IMAG0031FotoFlexer_Photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AmZIb0847FA/TmuNr7hhSqI/AAAAAAAAB54/MfVPoFuQc5k/s320/IMAG0031FotoFlexer_Photo.jpg" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d1B78tF76y8/TmuPFe3tVRI/AAAAAAAAB58/vGfPaiT_3PE/s1600/IMAG0032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" nba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d1B78tF76y8/TmuPFe3tVRI/AAAAAAAAB58/vGfPaiT_3PE/s400/IMAG0032.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AeVe0WF8XcU/TmuQANwcLYI/AAAAAAAAB6A/mxaSzSlBdgw/s1600/IMAG0034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" nba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AeVe0WF8XcU/TmuQANwcLYI/AAAAAAAAB6A/mxaSzSlBdgw/s400/IMAG0034.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The After Stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-woxBb64z524/TmuUYDMN8hI/AAAAAAAAB6E/bTNF27OSVRY/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-woxBb64z524/TmuUYDMN8hI/AAAAAAAAB6E/bTNF27OSVRY/s320/039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I held her in the water for a few minutes until my placenta came out. Michelle clamped and held the cord while Cody cut it. Yay Daddy! He did it for both babies! Someone took Maylee from me and wrapped her in a towel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I was helped out of the pool, my midwife sat me down on the birth stool where there were tons of plastic liners. She wanted to be sure my bleeding stopped. Pools of blood gushed out and she quickly gave me a little supplement to stop the bleeding. I had one minor tear that&amp;nbsp;didn't need stitches.&amp;nbsp;They dressed me in those fancy underwear new moms get with a humongous pad and led me to my room to rest and relish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Maylee weighed 8 lbs, was 19 1/2 inches long, and her head circumference was 13.5 cm. Her chest circumference was 13.75 cm. My labor was about 4 1/2 hours, with only about 2 1/2 hours of hard labor. I love that she was born in the middle of the day... none of this midnight nonsense... I'm such a daytime person. It was bright and sunny outside. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for answered prayers and Priesthood blessings! It was a couple of&amp;nbsp;Priesthood blessings, the extreme&amp;nbsp;confidence in me&amp;nbsp;of my midwife, and the support of my husband that enabled me to even CHOOSE to do a natural birth again. I even almost backed out RIGHT at the end of my pregnancy, but Cody surprised me by telling me he knew I could do it and supported and believed in me. What a sweetheart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I'm thankful to Heavenly Father. I know He helped me. I know He listened to my many prayers. I know He loves me... a lot. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-2955932588844790339?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/2955932588844790339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=2955932588844790339&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2955932588844790339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2955932588844790339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/09/maylees-birth.html' title='Maylee&apos;s Birth'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj4G5eA7CfU/TmuF7pKSvuI/AAAAAAAAB5w/5YpGY0JkhXM/s72-c/IMAG0021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-4575582700953398879</id><published>2011-08-11T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T12:35:34.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brady - Age Two... about time for an Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n8iGmSfb284/TkQOwa1t7gI/AAAAAAAAB5M/dPDsCIGRULw/s1600/Brady+Summer+2011+smaller+size" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" naa="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n8iGmSfb284/TkQOwa1t7gI/AAAAAAAAB5M/dPDsCIGRULw/s1600/Brady+Summer+2011+smaller+size" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brady loves the Backyardigans and would watch it all day long if I let him. He watches a lot of DVD's nowdays since I haven't had the energy to keep up with and entertain him (especially with Cody gone!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brady says "Cosh-Wash" for washcloth. It's one of my favorite things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead of "back-yard-igans" he says "bwardigans".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves playing house or pretend. Yesterday he sat in my closet (his "house"), invited me over for a visit, and when we were comfortably situated inside (I wasn't comfortable actually... it took everything I had to crawl in and sit down with this full-term baby inside me), our friendly conversation began. Me:&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; "How do you do today?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Him:&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt; "Do you have any kestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (questions)" Me:&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Yes, ...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and so we went on in proper tones and pleasant smiles until I decided to leave to which he then says, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"Thanks for having me over!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Haha, he always makes me laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wbH8K_YXyg/TkQP1K9GX5I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/_IWv1CYhgUw/s1600/Brady+Summer+2011+smaller+size+2" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" naa="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0wbH8K_YXyg/TkQP1K9GX5I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/_IWv1CYhgUw/s640/Brady+Summer+2011+smaller+size+2" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I'm in the kitchen washing dishes&amp;nbsp;or in the bathroom doing my makeup (etc.), he'll often appear out of nowhere jumping into a wide-legged stance while shooting his fist at me and making noises like, "beeuh-beeuh-beeuh-beeuh!" and then runs away really fast, keeping a super serious, action-packed expression on his face the whole time. Hah! He is ALL BOY... they don't do that in Barney, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, or Backyardigans...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy recently turned his crib into a toddler bed and he has LOVED it. He calls it his "big boy bed" and shows everyone that comes over. He often falls off, though... it's become part of my nightly duties (each time I'm getting up to pee) to be sure he's still on his bed... and he's often on the floor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When someone says hi to him or talks to him, he holds up two fingers and says, "I'm two because I had my happy birthday".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Random) Today, he was talking to me (loudly, in a high-pitched voice) the ENTIRE time I was in the shower (the door was open and he was in another room)&amp;nbsp;and I kept saying, "Brady, I cannot hear you because of the water!" and pretty soon I started hearing him say "Mommy, I don't know what you're saying because I can't hear you!" copying me, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A-Pqe0Cu8xI/TkQSX5xANbI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/_xAuhhT2yTw/s1600/Brady+Summer+2011+smaller+size+4" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" naa="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A-Pqe0Cu8xI/TkQSX5xANbI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/_xAuhhT2yTw/s640/Brady+Summer+2011+smaller+size+4" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brady LOVES going to the library and knows his way around there. Since I'm prego, he knows the drill: first we go to the bathroom, drink from the fountain, then drop the books into the slot (I let him do each one... quite the process), and then he RUNS to the section where they have child-sized tables and chairs with kid computers. Then he goes to the puzzle section and does all the puzzles. Then he gathers up all the stuffed animals that they place on the kid shelves and puts them on the mini couch. Then we go do what mommy wants, check out the books, and go home. He knows not to run into the street but to watch for cars and hold mom's hand. It's one of the best outtings he could ever make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves hide-and-seek, but he gets scared if he doesn't find me RIGHT away because he's afraid I'll jump out and scare him (which I don't... but he can't handle the pressure of looking for me and not knowing where I am).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night for bedtime he asked for a story. I didn't want to stand up and get one, so I decided to tell him one. I tried telling him the story of "Herman the Worm" - do you know that one? You put your tongue in front of your bottom teeth (behind your bottom lip) and tell the story of "He'man the Wo'm" in that funny way of talking... it's super cute. Anyway, he was belly laughing so hard, which was making ME laugh super hard, and we couldn't even get through the story, we were both just cracking up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So he asked for a different one about "a dragon!" Just for memories' sake, I thought I'd record&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(F.Y.I. I get super dramatic with the voices, actions, and facial expressions I use... he basically didn't even blink the entire time and was hooked.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once upon a time there was a GREAT BIG dragon with BIG, SHARP TEETH and he liked to eat&amp;nbsp;BUGS. So he would fly around and look for bugs to eat. One day, he saw a teeny, tiny lady bug and FLEW down to eat it - - but she put up a tiny finger and confidently&amp;nbsp;said, "Uh-uh-uh! I have 3 little babies at home that I &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; care for, so you may NOT eat me!" The big, mean dragon was astounded. He said, "TOO BAD, I'm going to EAT YOU ANYWAY with my SHARP TEETH!" And he swooped down to chomp her up and she put her finger up and said, "Uh-uh-uh! You forgot to wash your hands." He looked at his hands, confused, and then washed them with soap in some water. Then, once again, he SWOOPED down to MUNCH on that ladybug when she held up a finger and said, "Uh-uh-uh! You forgot to put your bib on!" So he stopped, looked around, and put a giant bib on (I put one of Brady's blankets on like a giant bib on that part). FINALLY, he could eat the ladybug. But once again, he was stopped RIGHT before he could BITE down and she said, "You have to bless your food!" So he folded his long, scaly arms, bowed his head, closed his eyes, and began to pray. Quickly, the ladybug flew away and HID under a flower. When the dragon said amen, Little Ladybug was NOWHERE to be found! She hurried home to her three babies and they lived happily and safely ever after. The end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loved it and wants me to tell it again today. I told him I will before his nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He still naps 2-3 hours a day - yaaaaay! I love naptime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Potty training? Gave up on it. He'll ask to go a couple times almost every day and will sit on the toilet forever, then be done and put a diaper back on. I was super ambitious before... and have given up due to lack of energy. (Plus, I read it's not good to do it if there are any big changes within a few months of potty-training and Cody being gone has been hard on him, not to mention he'll be kicked out of the baby spot pretty soon.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love our Brady. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1AWvlPtqUtY/TkQSo10SjSI/AAAAAAAAB5c/zpKI6aDc_yY/s1600/Brady+Summer+2011+smaller+size+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="534" naa="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1AWvlPtqUtY/TkQSo10SjSI/AAAAAAAAB5c/zpKI6aDc_yY/s640/Brady+Summer+2011+smaller+size+3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/826390764419835797-4575582700953398879?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/4575582700953398879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=4575582700953398879&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4575582700953398879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4575582700953398879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/08/brady-age-two-about-time-for-update.html' title='Brady - Age Two... about time for an Update'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n8iGmSfb284/TkQOwa1t7gI/AAAAAAAAB5M/dPDsCIGRULw/s72-c/Brady+Summer+2011+smaller+size' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-7112879639266553013</id><published>2011-07-24T12:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T12:14:41.281-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='None'/><title type='text'>Pioneer campfire for primary..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-pSmWLwKTRbI/TixS_fQuaZI/AAAAAAAAB5E/p1NyJdfPO9E/Pioneer%252520campfire%252520for%252520primary.._img_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-pSmWLwKTRbI/TixS_fQuaZI/AAAAAAAAB5E/p1NyJdfPO9E/Pioneer%252520campfire%252520for%252520primary.._img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="334px" width="560px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm so proud of my fire that I just had to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;For singing time today on this lovely, HOT Pioneer Day, we'll be gatherin' 'round the fire and singing fun pioneer songs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I downloaded an app called Eternal Fire that makes a crackling noise... so I'll just put my phone inside for added effect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is about as crafty and frilly as I get, along with wearing a pioneer bonnet and printing out a flipchart for the songs... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Primary has really extended my creativity boundaries! Which were, to be quite frank, dull and unexercised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy Pioneer Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Posted via Blogaway&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-7112879639266553013?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/7112879639266553013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=7112879639266553013&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7112879639266553013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7112879639266553013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/07/pioneer-campfire-for-primary.html' title='Pioneer campfire for primary..'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-pSmWLwKTRbI/TixS_fQuaZI/AAAAAAAAB5E/p1NyJdfPO9E/s72-c/Pioneer%252520campfire%252520for%252520primary.._img_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-3528923721943774833</id><published>2011-07-20T09:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T09:25:17.491-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='None'/><title type='text'>It's a lovely Wednesday morning..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-pEC-vtYQDY4/TiblRDPxpUI/AAAAAAAAB48/bvXQ5oNcOao/It%252527s%252520a%252520lovely%252520Wednesday%252520morning.._img_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-pEC-vtYQDY4/TiblRDPxpUI/AAAAAAAAB48/bvXQ5oNcOao/It%252527s%252520a%252520lovely%252520Wednesday%252520morning.._img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left cursor: pointer;" height="191px" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;..with this sweet little ham around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;He sat in front of me and said, "Mom, I'm smiling - take a picture of me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;(age 26 months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Posted via Blogaway&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-3528923721943774833?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/3528923721943774833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=3528923721943774833&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3528923721943774833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3528923721943774833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-lovely-wednesday-morning.html' title='It&amp;#39;s a lovely Wednesday morning..'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-pEC-vtYQDY4/TiblRDPxpUI/AAAAAAAAB48/bvXQ5oNcOao/s72-c/It%252527s%252520a%252520lovely%252520Wednesday%252520morning.._img_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-3889485426702721540</id><published>2011-07-19T17:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T17:44:12.334-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='None'/><title type='text'>34.5 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FEFxsJvUNw0/TiYItOvidvI/AAAAAAAAB44/GCRYTjHKg3c/34.5%252520Weeks_img_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FEFxsJvUNw0/TiYItOvidvI/AAAAAAAAB44/GCRYTjHKg3c/34.5%252520Weeks_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center cursor: pointer;" height="420px" width="251px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Feeling great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm often needing to rest and heat can be quite exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;She's incredibly active and constantly flips from LOA to ROA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm measuring at 34.5 centimeters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lots of Braxton Hicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I talked to my midwife about getting her out EARLY and she said it sounds fine to her as long as my cervix is "ready", whatever that means. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;So from about August 10th on, she'll start checking to see if inducing will be safe or not (I'm due Aug 29th). YAY!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I weigh 143 and lost a pound since my last check-up! Love dropping pounds when growing a baby... it's my area of grace. Labor was hard, birth was hard, nursing was hard, Brady wasn't easy... but thank heavens I have easier pregnancies (so far, Haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Posted via Blogaway&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-3889485426702721540?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/3889485426702721540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=3889485426702721540&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3889485426702721540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3889485426702721540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/07/345-weeks.html' title='34.5 Weeks'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FEFxsJvUNw0/TiYItOvidvI/AAAAAAAAB44/GCRYTjHKg3c/s72-c/34.5%252520Weeks_img_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-4402581023237691205</id><published>2011-07-18T11:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T16:11:15.278-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='None'/><title type='text'>Pedis with Bethany!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cha21RgPwDI/TiXyPQRAdqI/AAAAAAAAB40/X_6rhK3usBc/s1600/IMAG0032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cha21RgPwDI/TiXyPQRAdqI/AAAAAAAAB40/X_6rhK3usBc/s320/IMAG0032.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ysoOvfVisWg/TiXw_kbPWyI/AAAAAAAAB4w/_IKTmtZLmKM/s1600/IMAG0040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ysoOvfVisWg/TiXw_kbPWyI/AAAAAAAAB4w/_IKTmtZLmKM/s320/IMAG0040.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-teg4tY0OgcE/TiRavwpq_oI/AAAAAAAAB4o/ydpJSQjMfJY/Pedis%252520with%252520Bethany%252521_img_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="191" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-teg4tY0OgcE/TiRavwpq_oI/AAAAAAAAB4o/ydpJSQjMfJY/Pedis%252520with%252520Bethany%252521_img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the exact same pictures - neon pink with blue and white hybiscus flowers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, genuine and custom art right on our big toe nails. We had so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needing a boost, ladies? Get a pedi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Posted via Blogaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-4402581023237691205?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/4402581023237691205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=4402581023237691205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4402581023237691205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4402581023237691205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/07/pedis-with-bethany.html' title='Pedis with Bethany!'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cha21RgPwDI/TiXyPQRAdqI/AAAAAAAAB40/X_6rhK3usBc/s72-c/IMAG0032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-2707494607480755663</id><published>2011-06-22T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T19:14:05.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dad: The Birthday Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the lake to celebrate his big day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5fbjAqtLq_k/TgJnPKxJPCI/AAAAAAAAB4I/JrfB216NWRg/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5fbjAqtLq_k/TgJnPKxJPCI/AAAAAAAAB4I/JrfB216NWRg/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He got the most stylish new clothes! We got him clothes that are actually his SIZE, for one, and flattering ones... none of this ol' man stuff. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ihU4A03lcU/TgJpUbb7eYI/AAAAAAAAB4M/3M2VQz7meGA/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ihU4A03lcU/TgJpUbb7eYI/AAAAAAAAB4M/3M2VQz7meGA/s400/004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My lovely parents. *heart* Love you, Mom and Dad. Happy Burpday, Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNZ2S49ZBE8/TgJp3ZVQZrI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/ostmWML0SC0/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GNZ2S49ZBE8/TgJp3ZVQZrI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/ostmWML0SC0/s400/002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brady loves Grandpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jP024hGa4Sw/TgJqMTZvwkI/AAAAAAAAB4U/MSSluKYUMDE/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jP024hGa4Sw/TgJqMTZvwkI/AAAAAAAAB4U/MSSluKYUMDE/s400/003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I look a bit "crazed" or something here... but oh well. Me &amp;amp; Mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOwgq5zMQxQ/TgJrDeQ4KGI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/FLytBs_gnuI/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bOwgq5zMQxQ/TgJrDeQ4KGI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/FLytBs_gnuI/s400/005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brady braved the water on his favorite floatie after watching Kirie dive in. Thanks, Kirie, for your example!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ioGilCpy-U/TgJrj8-5vmI/AAAAAAAAB4c/STnbXpojxHI/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2ioGilCpy-U/TgJrj8-5vmI/AAAAAAAAB4c/STnbXpojxHI/s400/007.JPG" width="400" /&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/826390764419835797-2707494607480755663?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/2707494607480755663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=2707494607480755663&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2707494607480755663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2707494607480755663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-dad-birthday-boy.html' title='My Dad: The Birthday Boy'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5fbjAqtLq_k/TgJnPKxJPCI/AAAAAAAAB4I/JrfB216NWRg/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-8933131537435311654</id><published>2011-06-18T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T14:46:42.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Summer Swimsuit!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mcdn.zulily.com/images/cache/product/317x1000/1610/PREGOMAT_2101_1294864715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://mcdn.zulily.com/images/cache/product/317x1000/1610/PREGOMAT_2101_1294864715.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I just bought this swimsuit! It was $39.99 and that's INCLUDING the bottoms. Yay! I'm so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I went to Target and their selection was pathetic. What little they DID have didn't even cover HALF of my "self" and were all BIG-TIME cleavage swimsuits (not supportive).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So this looks like it will be supportive with the thick halter straps - HOPEFULLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-8933131537435311654?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/8933131537435311654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=8933131537435311654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/8933131537435311654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/8933131537435311654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-summer-swimsuit.html' title='New Summer Swimsuit!'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-6620442815698497558</id><published>2011-06-15T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T14:08:27.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>About 30(?) Weeks Pregnant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lPIOVbj-DtU/Tfj_2bq-fWI/AAAAAAAAB34/1v9bq25R25o/s1600/6-15-11+Dad%2527s+Birthday+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lPIOVbj-DtU/Tfj_2bq-fWI/AAAAAAAAB34/1v9bq25R25o/s640/6-15-11+Dad%2527s+Birthday+005.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think I'm about 30 weeks pregnant right now... I'm not really sure... I usually only know after a prenatal appointment! We have a name picked out that we really like: Taelynn. I might want to spell it "Tay-Lynn" or something like that, so that BOTH syllables are emphasized. I don't like TAYlen, know what I mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Celebrating dad's b-day today. Yay! Going to the lake. Chow.&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/826390764419835797-6620442815698497558?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/6620442815698497558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=6620442815698497558&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/6620442815698497558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/6620442815698497558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/06/about-30-weeks-pregnant.html' title='About 30(?) Weeks Pregnant'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lPIOVbj-DtU/Tfj_2bq-fWI/AAAAAAAAB34/1v9bq25R25o/s72-c/6-15-11+Dad%2527s+Birthday+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-1141723032343011470</id><published>2011-06-14T21:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:24:57.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Around the House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Brady loves his new floatie. I bought it for him yesterday, blew it up, and then forgot to take it to the pool! Oh well, we had to leave early anyway&amp;nbsp;because they claimed there was lightening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16IRXK0kG4o/TfgWaaifTgI/AAAAAAAAB3w/NfFXdDGmb_o/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16IRXK0kG4o/TfgWaaifTgI/AAAAAAAAB3w/NfFXdDGmb_o/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+047.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here's Little Dave (the boy I nanny) getting into the DVD's. I had him all day today and the three of us had fun! (Especially during naptime...) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T4uL0HtL_xQ/TfgXdJ4TKQI/AAAAAAAAB30/cTq6iqjwnuY/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T4uL0HtL_xQ/TfgXdJ4TKQI/AAAAAAAAB30/cTq6iqjwnuY/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+049.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-1141723032343011470?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/1141723032343011470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=1141723032343011470&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1141723032343011470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1141723032343011470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/06/around-house.html' title='Around the House'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16IRXK0kG4o/TfgWaaifTgI/AAAAAAAAB3w/NfFXdDGmb_o/s72-c/May+-+June+14th+2011+047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-9099748326633740452</id><published>2011-06-14T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:15:26.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy Gifts - ALL-boy ones, of course</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Race car track with two small cars (needless to say, it's a winner - great pick, Cody)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of clothes for summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sandals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ADORABLE new shorts SUIT for church with suspender straps and a bow tie (from Grammy and Papa Shill)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Airplane toys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A dart gun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xwePg1F8DhU/TfgSbOjKxOI/AAAAAAAAB3o/WW103UHGONQ/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xwePg1F8DhU/TfgSbOjKxOI/AAAAAAAAB3o/WW103UHGONQ/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+035.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ju78TLc31aI/TfgS_Ibhp4I/AAAAAAAAB3s/K2xwlXMs6ew/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ju78TLc31aI/TfgS_Ibhp4I/AAAAAAAAB3s/K2xwlXMs6ew/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+037.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*What I have to say about the &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;dart gun&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That was CODY'S doing... those two boys (Cody and Brady) have a blast tormenting me with the darn thing! It shoots pretty hard, for goodness sake, and they chase me around the house while I scream and run for cover. They laugh their silly, big heads off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly, though, the gun has gone missing. Strange. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-9099748326633740452?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/9099748326633740452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=9099748326633740452&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/9099748326633740452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/9099748326633740452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/06/birthday-boy-gifts-all-boy-ones-of.html' title='Birthday Boy Gifts - ALL-boy ones, of course'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xwePg1F8DhU/TfgSbOjKxOI/AAAAAAAAB3o/WW103UHGONQ/s72-c/May+-+June+14th+2011+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-1247981515193746507</id><published>2011-06-14T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:55:35.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Happy Birthday Dear Brady..." Cake and Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Brady eating his "birthday breakfast". (His b-day was May 21st but we celebrated it June 12th since Cody was here.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AVQwhdOV8s0/TfgI5x8RwpI/AAAAAAAAB3g/fn0N2aDBO3o/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AVQwhdOV8s0/TfgI5x8RwpI/AAAAAAAAB3g/fn0N2aDBO3o/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+003.JPG" t8="true" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lighting his&amp;nbsp;TWO little candles! There's the hugely pregnant me and our little kitchen with ancient cabinets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ttlQigmpc6w/TfgFnHNazkI/AAAAAAAAB3I/EgIqtLjBwG4/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ttlQigmpc6w/TfgFnHNazkI/AAAAAAAAB3I/EgIqtLjBwG4/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+017.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;He's been waiting for this for a LONG time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vhgBz5_V-o/TfgFz1cRXSI/AAAAAAAAB3M/4QkEUs7oKJA/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2vhgBz5_V-o/TfgFz1cRXSI/AAAAAAAAB3M/4QkEUs7oKJA/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+019.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh woops... out of order..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBfMYGJ3Q1Q/TfgGDe3xbJI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/FMX5DF6_Tic/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qBfMYGJ3Q1Q/TfgGDe3xbJI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/FMX5DF6_Tic/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+021.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Enjoying the wonderful chocolate cake. YUM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_oeFwaWu4uc/TfgGUGVBcBI/AAAAAAAAB3U/T5zGFmKRVIY/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_oeFwaWu4uc/TfgGUGVBcBI/AAAAAAAAB3U/T5zGFmKRVIY/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+022.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a29fiirhAt4/TfgGjcJNk-I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/dZzcr8D3a4M/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a29fiirhAt4/TfgGjcJNk-I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/dZzcr8D3a4M/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+025.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--LwwuBYdr-0/TfgNRsBG_6I/AAAAAAAAB3k/vOzHbYALITo/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--LwwuBYdr-0/TfgNRsBG_6I/AAAAAAAAB3k/vOzHbYALITo/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+024.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LITTLE BRADY BOY! I can hardly believe my son is two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-1247981515193746507?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/1247981515193746507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=1247981515193746507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1247981515193746507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1247981515193746507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-dear-brady-cake-and-ice.html' title='&quot;Happy Birthday Dear Brady...&quot; Cake and Ice Cream'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AVQwhdOV8s0/TfgI5x8RwpI/AAAAAAAAB3g/fn0N2aDBO3o/s72-c/May+-+June+14th+2011+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-5039250804840086898</id><published>2011-06-14T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:02:55.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly Faces - Trying Out the New Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQo7meCZ1Io/TfgDOrSrS2I/AAAAAAAAB24/LEOaPM4_8oo/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQo7meCZ1Io/TfgDOrSrS2I/AAAAAAAAB24/LEOaPM4_8oo/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+002.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cody and Brady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2rKFPVhRbc4/TfgDopfWU5I/AAAAAAAAB28/hKXy8uRLpHI/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2rKFPVhRbc4/TfgDopfWU5I/AAAAAAAAB28/hKXy8uRLpHI/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+038.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNrWYJdVQ9E/TfgEHlAbeDI/AAAAAAAAB3A/iYDnzKqwy00/s1600/May+-+June+14th+2011+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JNrWYJdVQ9E/TfgEHlAbeDI/AAAAAAAAB3A/iYDnzKqwy00/s640/May+-+June+14th+2011+043.JPG" t8="true" width="640" /&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/826390764419835797-5039250804840086898?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/5039250804840086898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=5039250804840086898&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/5039250804840086898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/5039250804840086898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/06/silly-faces-trying-out-new-camera.html' title='Silly Faces - Trying Out the New Camera'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQo7meCZ1Io/TfgDOrSrS2I/AAAAAAAAB24/LEOaPM4_8oo/s72-c/May+-+June+14th+2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-4730873025019030012</id><published>2011-06-11T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T16:03:03.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Goodbye:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IBqY42jXoRo/TfPT-VvslCI/AAAAAAAAB2w/cZEj4p9dplw/s1600/cloth+diapers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="174" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IBqY42jXoRo/TfPT-VvslCI/AAAAAAAAB2w/cZEj4p9dplw/s320/cloth+diapers.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hel-loooooo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BP4N0NujAO8/TfPUhtAhEBI/AAAAAAAAB20/ylVWFh6XDYA/s1600/pampers_jumbo_pack.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BP4N0NujAO8/TfPUhtAhEBI/AAAAAAAAB20/ylVWFh6XDYA/s1600/pampers_jumbo_pack.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's right. Been there, done that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was fun trying a new little "style", but the smells weren't fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The having-to-deal-with-soiled-or-poopy-diapers-everywhere-I-went wasn't fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The constant leaks weren't fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The stinky laundry room wasn't fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I WILL say that I didn't have the ideal situation for cloth diapering:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;#1 - I didn't have enough diapers. So he cycled through them in&amp;nbsp;1-2 days.&amp;nbsp;Maybe 3&amp;nbsp;days if I used my crappy ones... and that got OLD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;#2 - I don't have soft water, so they wouldn't always get as clean as they should, and they'd get soap buildup and then not be as absorbant (NO fun).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;#3 - I didn't have my favorite cloth diapers I would've liked that fit Brady really well and are super cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I do believe that it could've been a little easier and more worth it if I had more supplies (like a toilet sprayer that attaches to your toilet's water pipe). I believe having soft water would've helped them get cleaner and stay soft and ABSORBANT, which would've been nice. I believe it would've been easier if I had an AMPLE SUPPLY of diapers and didn't have to stress every 12 hours whether he had a clean diaper to wear or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The one, and only one, nice thing about them was saving lots of money! Buying other things I want or need rather than a diaper&amp;nbsp;pack&amp;nbsp;to just use and&amp;nbsp;throw away, was nice. And, I guess it's comforting to know even if the stores close down, you still have a way to diaper your child!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But yesterday, I broke down. NO MORE! No more. I'M TIRED OF THE LEAKS! The poop never leaked, just the PEE, all over his outfit.&amp;nbsp;I decided that I'm SO DONE and bought tons of disposables. It's been bliss. So much less stressful. I don't even care if they're "bad for the environment". So. Stinkin'. What. The planet won't be ruined if people use dispoable diapers and plastic bags and drive cars... ANYWAY....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I gave it a try. It saved us some money. I didn't mind it... until now. So I'm DONE! Will I ever try it again? WHO KNOWS. But if I do, I'll definitely buy at least 40 more diapers (the kind I LIKE) and tools to make it easier, for HEAVEN'S sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-4730873025019030012?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/4730873025019030012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=4730873025019030012&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4730873025019030012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4730873025019030012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/06/goodbye-hel-loooooo-thats-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IBqY42jXoRo/TfPT-VvslCI/AAAAAAAAB2w/cZEj4p9dplw/s72-c/cloth+diapers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-3856973413070110471</id><published>2011-06-01T18:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T12:17:55.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lot of Miscellaneous"ness"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been making lots of little improvements to our little home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I trimmed all the shrubbery and any noxious branches/weeds. Kirie helped me load them up in my dad's truck and haul them away. I've planted flowers in the ground and in pots on my front porch - they are LOVELY and I love looking at them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It felt wonderful because ONE OF THE BRANCHES rubbed against my window all night long and SQUEAKED and scraped it, waking me up over and over. It took a while for me to not wake up fearful the Derby rapist was coming through my window... I may have guffawed pretty triumphantly when I chopped the branch down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brady is my favorite persons in the world, along with this sweet little girl inside me. Brady seems to have many moments when he acts beyond his two tiny years... comforting or loving me if he sees me unhappy. His deep, big blue eyes stare at me with such concern that I'm just overcome with love for such a kind little soul! I'm so excited he'll have a little sister to play with soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little girl is VERY active. Sometimes I can hardly stand it! She seems to have more energy than Brady did... I can hardly wait to meet her and get to know her personality!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to a ward potluck/BBQ at a park on Monday (Memorial Day). It was so much fun! So much good food. And, believe it or don't, I ate TWO hot dogs! Normally, they make me want to vomit at the THOUGHT of them... but since I've been pregnant, they smell and taste DIVINE. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brady had tons of fun on the teeter-totters, slide, tire swing, and by the pond looking at baby ducks and cygnets (those are baby geese, right? or is a cygnet a swan...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been TANNING. It's been MARVELOUS. I'm enjoying being a shade other than paper white. :) Now to get a maternity swimsuit and start heading to the pools. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've decided to go back to school full-time in January, and I might take an online class in the fall. I'm considering Vocal Performance (what I started before I got married), or Political Science. But I'm just going to go step at a time and get my Associate's, THEN Bachelor's, and then possibly LAW SCHOOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe I'd be a pretty good lawyer, if I could get that far and stay in school that long... with TWO KIDS! My friend, Megan, is a lawyer and said BYU is pretty mom-friendly (their law school)... but I don't want to move to Utah. I don't want to move, PERIOD. So first I'll focus on getting my Associate's and Bachelor's and then look into pursuing law school wherever I may choose. (Texas is still appealing to me.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My camera still hasn't come in the mail. Pretty bummed about that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We recently went to the zoo and had tons of fun there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;MegaMind&lt;/i&gt; is a hilarious movie. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Magic of Ordinary Days&lt;/i&gt; is a WONDERFUL, sweet chick-flick (if you're a hopeless romantic like me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cat jumped through my window in the MIDDLE of the night a couple weeks ago. It scared the living tarnations out of me and I awoke INSANTLY and sat straight up, wide awake. I thought a burglar was in my house. Then the stupid cat jumped back outside.&amp;nbsp;It was so scary. SO&amp;nbsp;SCARY.&amp;nbsp;Since my husband's been gone, I've taken over that protective "alert" mode. It's funny how my protection left to sell security systems to other families for THEIR protection.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, if you don't know, Cody's in Texas selling alarm systems with Elite for the summer. I've kept the car, and it's been fun being able to do things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welp, hope you all had a wonderful Memorial Day as well! I'm OH-so grateful to be an American, and for those who fought/fight for our liberties and freedoms. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-3856973413070110471?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/3856973413070110471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=3856973413070110471&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3856973413070110471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3856973413070110471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/06/lot-of-miscellaneousness.html' title='A Lot of Miscellaneous&quot;ness&quot;'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-5961936749516350221</id><published>2011-05-06T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T13:55:21.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Want for my Birthday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4DpGXeVl50/TcQ6gv_pMfI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/UpcG87IupY4/s1600/black+bookcase.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4DpGXeVl50/TcQ6gv_pMfI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/UpcG87IupY4/s1600/black+bookcase.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This lovely bookcase! Two would be ideal. One of these would organize A LOT of things I still don't have a place for (all our books, binders, music, photo albums, etc.). I dream about every box and bin being emptied with everything having a place. We finally have a dresser in the master bedroom (yay!) and need one for Brady, AND one for Baby Girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-quVPjMqCR_8/TcQ7t9meFSI/AAAAAAAAB2U/jdXHAbabFwY/s1600/Double+Stroller.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-quVPjMqCR_8/TcQ7t9meFSI/AAAAAAAAB2U/jdXHAbabFwY/s320/Double+Stroller.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A double stroller! I still nanny a little boy and have often wished I had a double stroller for him and Brady. And with Baby Girl on the way (due August 29th), we'd make good use out of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ej3bbJFCoos/TcQ9CKAW_4I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/5yBppE26TeA/s1600/New+camera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ej3bbJFCoos/TcQ9CKAW_4I/AAAAAAAAB2Y/5yBppE26TeA/s1600/New+camera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A new camera! I don't know what kind of camera this is or anything else about it, I just found a picture of a camera and used it.&amp;nbsp;I honestly know nothing about a good camera from a great one, or what would even make it good or great. I'll have to ask my photography friends when I'm shopping for one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A Maternity Swimsuit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tanning Membership (Coming soon! Yay!) I like going to get color all over and then just being in the sun. I'm going to get a pass to Rock River Rapids and take Brady any day I have energy to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A Gym Membership to get my WEIGHT-LIFING on and take some hardcore classes like kickboxing. OH yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A Massage. I got one prenatal massage when prego with Brady and. It. Was. BLISS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A Pedicure. Moms can't get too pampered in my opinion; especially ones growing another person!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Me! (On Mother's Day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-5961936749516350221?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/5961936749516350221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=5961936749516350221&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/5961936749516350221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/5961936749516350221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-i-want-for-my-birthday.html' title='What I Want for my Birthday..'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4DpGXeVl50/TcQ6gv_pMfI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/UpcG87IupY4/s72-c/black+bookcase.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-5729569726679832388</id><published>2011-04-30T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T09:57:27.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me "Neo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;If you think this post is about ice cream, you guessed wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday&amp;nbsp;while doing my hair (yes, I showered, and did my hair and makeup - woohoo!), I grabbed a slice (or chunk)&amp;nbsp;of hair on the side of my head to do a bit of back-combing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this is what I saw:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PWkpdEO1ie8/Tbrj2nPiTEI/AAAAAAAAB2E/cvJJiB893i4/s1600/neapolitan+ice+cream.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="500" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PWkpdEO1ie8/Tbrj2nPiTEI/AAAAAAAAB2E/cvJJiB893i4/s640/neapolitan+ice+cream.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Color #1 - my roots; dark brown (charcoal)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Color #2 - the grown out roots that were dyed a more chocolate brown a while back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Color #3 - the part of my hair that has been bleached blonde, then dyed the same chocolate brown as listed above, but faded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hahaha! I laughed and said, "Cody, check out my neopolitan hair!" We're getting family pictures soon so time to call a hair stylist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thinking positive thoughts and sending good vibes this time *meditating*meditating* Just kidding. But really, I've had so many bad experiences in a row that I'm trying not to assume everyone will do a bad job. Trying to have&amp;nbsp;HOPE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wish me luck. Happy Saturday. Going to a Spa Party today. Chow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-5729569726679832388?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/5729569726679832388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=5729569726679832388&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/5729569726679832388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/5729569726679832388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/04/call-me-neo.html' title='Call Me &quot;Neo&quot;'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PWkpdEO1ie8/Tbrj2nPiTEI/AAAAAAAAB2E/cvJJiB893i4/s72-c/neapolitan+ice+cream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-6465947438806663185</id><published>2011-04-24T22:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T22:42:32.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Weeks with our little Papaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;So... I'm much bigger this second time around than I was with Brady. I hear that's normal, though. I think I was about 7 months along when I was this big with Brady... but now I'm only at 5 1/2 months and my belly is pooching way the heck out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;She's pretty patient with her older brother... only every once in a great while will she protest at how he's crawling on or shoving her. (He's not mean or naughty, I just mean when he's playing with me and leans on my tummy or crawls over it.) She seems to take it like a champ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H1LoJCHdFic/TbTpy9NgHvI/AAAAAAAAB18/Z7nexfjNg6w/s1600/photo-5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H1LoJCHdFic/TbTpy9NgHvI/AAAAAAAAB18/Z7nexfjNg6w/s320/photo-5.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Never mind the Cleopatra hairstyle and farmer tan. I haven't let anyone near my head with scissors for a while and am letting it grow a bit before I trust someone again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zb6VzzzwZK4/TbTpig1oCPI/AAAAAAAAB14/KcoLUF1udXo/s1600/photo-4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zb6VzzzwZK4/TbTpig1oCPI/AAAAAAAAB14/KcoLUF1udXo/s320/photo-4.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Today is Easter. I'm sorry to say I don't have pictures! I ordered a camera battery charger for our camera this past weekend and it should get here tomorrow. THEN I can take more pictures and post them for memory's sake. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Brady got a new trike for Easter. [QUESTION: Do you give gifts for Easter?! I'd never heard of it until this month... it seems to be a popular thing here in Kansas. I don't mean egg hunts, candy, and goody baskets, I mean actual PRESENTS. Do you do that? I thought that was so weird... but then I thought, "Well... I guess a gift could be better than way too much candy/sugar..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;He loves his trike. I'll get some pictures soon. Since you're all dying to see them. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Cody made a fabulous dinner. FABULOUS. He made his first ham, complete with a green salad, corn, and mashed potatoes. Cody made all of it. And let me just say, he's a FINE cook. I love to brag about his cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;We had a family from our ward over for dinner; they helped us find our WONDERFUL washer and dryer we have so we wanted to say THANK YOU! They brought over ice cream sandwiches for dessert. Sometimes those sweet, simple ones are my favorites. Soooo yummy. Now I feel like I'm going to pop like a way-too-tight balloon. Honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Happy Easter and Good Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/826390764419835797-6465947438806663185?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/6465947438806663185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=6465947438806663185&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/6465947438806663185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/6465947438806663185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/04/22-weeks-with-our-little-papaya.html' title='22 Weeks with our little Papaya'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H1LoJCHdFic/TbTpy9NgHvI/AAAAAAAAB18/Z7nexfjNg6w/s72-c/photo-5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-1744124269798665733</id><published>2011-03-25T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T20:54:55.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cloth Diapering</title><content type='html'>Being true to my "Granola" nature, I started putting my sweet babe in cloth diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oVP_kVrezec/TY0h5YDeLiI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/aLw0i_XVHDA/s1600/photo+4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oVP_kVrezec/TY0h5YDeLiI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/aLw0i_XVHDA/s400/photo+4.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-i_bMvJr2ZiE/TY0rilEVMvI/AAAAAAAAB1c/sMGEf1mMm74/s1600/cute+cloth+diaper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-i_bMvJr2ZiE/TY0rilEVMvI/AAAAAAAAB1c/sMGEf1mMm74/s320/cute+cloth+diaper.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Actually, here's the story of what first opened my mind to the whole, crazy idea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Brady was around 13-16 months old, I ran out of disposable diapers. Completely. No diapers in the house. I almost always had a few extra in the car, my purse, his diaper bag,&amp;nbsp;and his&amp;nbsp;closet or bathroom. Not this time, unfortunately... I somehow used up &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;every single diaper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; before buying more. AND, normally that would call for a trip to the store, right? Wrong! I had no way to get to the store, and it was way too far of a walk with a baby (it'd be a long walk without a baby!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll ask my neighbor,&lt;/em&gt; I thought. Wasn't home. Cody was at work 30 minutes away and wouldn't be home for about 4-5 hours. HOURS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What THE HECK&amp;nbsp;was I going to do?! This had never happened before. I was TOTALLY, and completely unprepared. What a reality check. I was 100 percent reliant on the grocery store and being able to just &lt;strong&gt;go buy more&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I do? Brady had pooped in his last diaper, much to my dispair, and I had to put SOMEthing on him. I remembered someone gave me some tri-fold cloth diapers&amp;nbsp;that I had never used. I found them and looked for something to hold them on him, since I didn't have any safety pins. I seriously had nothing other than some ribbon, or DUCT TAPE! Talk about trashy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So (I'm laughing as I remember this), I cut a couple slits/holes in the corners of the cloth, wrapped him up in one, and put the ribbon around his waist and through the holes to hold it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY** are you picturing this? the corners just slid forward, instead of wrapping all the way around his waist, so his entire thigh/side was revealed, making him look like a little indian! And I didn't have a plastic covering to go over it (I should've used the duct tape and completed the white trash look with a plastic grocery bag over the whole thing, haha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, needless to say, it was a DISASTER. Once he quickly peed through that make-shift trashy diaper, I had nothing else for him until that washed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOW DUMB NOT TO HAVE AT LEAST A FEW WASHABLE DIAPERS ON HAND!&lt;/em&gt; I decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then recently, the diapers ran out, and so did the money, temporarily. So I could't buy more diapers until I got paid from my babysitting job (we cut up all our credit cards - woohoo!). You're kidding me!? Thankfully, a lady from my stake here in Kansas gave me a lot of brand new cloth diapers that she had extras of! So, I started using cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I could still use disposable if we want, and we can afford them if we want, but we're already saving so much money! Plus, I think most modern cloth diapers are pretty darn cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YoqruEHDLAE/TY00YraS06I/AAAAAAAAB1g/saNvPcIQRdc/s1600/photo+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-YoqruEHDLAE/TY00YraS06I/AAAAAAAAB1g/saNvPcIQRdc/s640/photo+3.JPG" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wDtcy4k2AFY/TY00y3yw2KI/AAAAAAAAB1k/spzWf2AJZFs/s1600/photo+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wDtcy4k2AFY/TY00y3yw2KI/AAAAAAAAB1k/spzWf2AJZFs/s640/photo+2.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xzWFiMmxlfc/TY01BaFGSWI/AAAAAAAAB1o/pyrn3MPCmzk/s1600/photo+7.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xzWFiMmxlfc/TY01BaFGSWI/AAAAAAAAB1o/pyrn3MPCmzk/s640/photo+7.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-U4wQSsJXtrI/TY01OnWBY6I/AAAAAAAAB1s/pKd-2FbOSaQ/s1600/photo+5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-U4wQSsJXtrI/TY01OnWBY6I/AAAAAAAAB1s/pKd-2FbOSaQ/s640/photo+5.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-taVfs8Mu0KI/TY01ecOJOBI/AAAAAAAAB1w/bEKj89aKFfc/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-taVfs8Mu0KI/TY01ecOJOBI/AAAAAAAAB1w/bEKj89aKFfc/s640/photo.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a BumGenius pocket diaper, a FuzziBunz pocket diaper, a Flip diaper, a handful of Happy Flute diapers, two gDiapers (that I put cloth inserts into), and two homemade daipers from another lady in my ward. (I have a few other random ones like some I made.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also given some of the old-fashioned kind, but I don't use them. They're nice to have on hand for 72-hour kits and emergency preparedness, though! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have about 16 diapers and they've been great! I haven't liked the gDiapers, they always leak pee. But the other modern cloth diapers? They work wonderfully! If he poops, I just dump it into the toilet and throw the diaper in the washer and do a sanitary cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been saving money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brady has had fewer little skin irritations or rashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're cuter than disposable diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They last a long time (many families use them through several children when they have a large supply they cycle through). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they are provident-minded! I don't rely on the store, we're now independent in another area of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind disposables, it's just nice that we don't run out of diapers anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wanting to get more though so I don't have to wash them very often. I've entered tons of entries to win&amp;nbsp;some free Thirsties (another brand) diapers and I recently bought one on eBay for $4.78 including shipping.&amp;nbsp;ALSO, I finally found the Happy Flute diapers. They're from China and are THE CHEAPEST and great quality and cute! I'm thrilled! I can hardly wait to order (waiting for the Chinese dude to email me all their cute prints and colors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's one new thing going on in our family - Brady wears cloth diapers. The end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PHoCcmxJozA/TY1AsSTafjI/AAAAAAAAB10/utP_oZHAu10/s1600/Brady%2527s+adorable+cheesy+grin.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PHoCcmxJozA/TY1AsSTafjI/AAAAAAAAB10/utP_oZHAu10/s640/Brady%2527s+adorable+cheesy+grin.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is actually a smile - I asked him for his cheesiest grin and he gladly provided this cute one. :)&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/826390764419835797-1744124269798665733?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/1744124269798665733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=1744124269798665733&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1744124269798665733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1744124269798665733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/03/cloth-diapering.html' title='Cloth Diapering'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oVP_kVrezec/TY0h5YDeLiI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/aLw0i_XVHDA/s72-c/photo+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-1176271694138982087</id><published>2011-03-21T07:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T07:56:01.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helloooo, anybody home anymore?</title><content type='html'>I have not been a good blogger lately, and I don't know why. I often used to wonder how people could go months without updating their blogs (yes, I'd be nosy and keep checking)... now I've become one of those people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OSTuiQAGHu8/TYbL3Ax2vXI/AAAAAAAAB1I/Jgc3M0PaG8c/s1600/Girl+thinking.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OSTuiQAGHu8/TYbL3Ax2vXI/AAAAAAAAB1I/Jgc3M0PaG8c/s320/Girl+thinking.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess I feel like&amp;nbsp;anything post-worthy&amp;nbsp;has to be &lt;em&gt;somewhat&lt;/em&gt;, at least a SMIDGEN entertaining. Honestly, I have to FORCE myself to post something that&amp;nbsp;I just want to record for memory's sake, and I always apologize for it somewhere in my post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several reasons I haven't posted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Since we've moved to Kansas in October, I believe I packed away our camera battery charger, so I haven't taken many pictures, especially lately since one of my little siblings lost my PARENTS' camera charger so I can't even borrow theirs. BUM-MER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I feel that my posts without pictures can be boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Charger excuse set aside, I haven't WANTED any pictures of myself! I'd rather wait 'til I can get some sunshine or grow out this awful haircut (aka HACK JOB) of mine. So reason #3? I just don't feel too hot right now and am fine staying away from the camera. There. I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-f_GrGCRQRdo/TYbWIiwpqxI/AAAAAAAAB1M/85yef03egio/s1600/pregnant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-f_GrGCRQRdo/TYbWIiwpqxI/AAAAAAAAB1M/85yef03egio/s320/pregnant.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Not a WHOLE, whole lot of exciting things have been going on. Since I've gotten pregnant, I hardly do anything. I babysit five days a week in the middle of the day, which often takes the place of going somewhere with Brady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Being prego, I don't quite have the energy I used to have all the time. Most of the time I feel normal, but sometimes I am just. so. TIRED! Or maybe not even tired, just melancholy and ... dull? Something like that. Just not 100 percent myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, despite all that, I'll give it a go right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a home to rent! No, we're not purchasing quite yet. We're going to do what Dave Ramsey says and save up to pay cash for a home or at the very least get a 15-year mortgage. The house is in Derby, in Glen Hills Ward, and is a cute little starter home. 3 bedrooms, 1 bathroom, a large, fenced backyard, a wannabe shed, and a (semi) lenient landlord. I can hardly wait to plant a garden in the backyard, and flowers in the front yard. I hope we get to this year. *fingers crossed!* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brady's room will be jungled-themed with these adorable vinyls I am IN LOVE with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5vlvqIa0om0/TYdHmPKRJ7I/AAAAAAAAB1Q/4jZ3NtWCutI/s1600/jungle+theme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="386" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-5vlvqIa0om0/TYdHmPKRJ7I/AAAAAAAAB1Q/4jZ3NtWCutI/s400/jungle+theme.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-c6Omx66uwCI/TYdIFQw7NjI/AAAAAAAAB1U/1yrbeWpJcWc/s1600/Monkey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-c6Omx66uwCI/TYdIFQw7NjI/AAAAAAAAB1U/1yrbeWpJcWc/s400/Monkey.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The midwife I found is very assuring. I'll admit: I'm dreadfully afraid of doing a&amp;nbsp;natural birth again, although I want to for a lot of reasons. (And I don't want a hospital birth for some other reasons.) My midwife said, "Only ONE of us has to believe you can do it and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; believe you can." She's usually the one with the confidence carrying the whole process through to a successful ending. I'm very, very glad for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's very understanding of me and knows I "had a hard time" (read with a puckered-lip, boo-hoo face like you'd say to a small child who just scraped their knee). She's said some of the most comforting words I've ever heard in my life: "That was your &lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt; birth. You will never give birth a first time ever again. You'll never&amp;nbsp;experience&amp;nbsp;your firstborn's birth &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt;" She said that even if I'd have been in the hospital and been c-sectioned with Brady, I would've had to go through the crazy&amp;nbsp;experience again if I ever wanted a vaginal delivery. Duh... makes sense. That "trail had to be blazed" as she said, whether the first time, or for a VBAC (vaginal birth after cecarean). She said, "You had a little girl's body then; now you have a &lt;em&gt;woman's&lt;/em&gt; body." Mmm. Talk about an empowering point right there. I'm glad I avoided the major surgery and big scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody is in school at WSU and has interviewed for several jobs, each of them offering positions for him now. He's hoping to get one with T-Mobile, if the salary is what he'd like. He still plans on washing windows, which he loves. (Well, he loves the FREEDOM of doing his own thing and building his own business independently, haha... he doesn't "LOVE" washing windows, per ce.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brady has recently grown taller. I mean within the last few days. He does this every so often: He becomes extremely skinny and looks way longer-limbed and way taller. He literally grows overnight, and it's noticeable!!! I'm trying to "fatten him up" again... although he's never been super chubby. I'm just trying to put some meet on his bones... everything he absorbs goes into his height! I love it, though. There can never be too many tall men in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little over 4 months pregnant and am showing. My chest is quite a bit larger than I'd like it to be. I do not look forward to when ... nevermind. I've felt our little joy move a few times. Cody thinks it's a girl. I'm wondering if it's a girl because I craved SOUR CANDY with Brady and now I crave SWEET, JUICY FRUIT all the time. No, no, no, not Juicy Fruit the GUM... I mean juicy, sweet&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;FRUIT&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welp, that's all for now. I still love reading your blogs, even though I hardly update mine! But pictures of our new home, family pictures, and Brady's 2-year old pictures are coming up in the next two months! And eventually, I'll take a picture of my baby bump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MUCH awaited ultrasound will be able to take place in about two-three weeks. *Sigh* I guess I can wait. :) Chow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-1176271694138982087?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/1176271694138982087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=1176271694138982087&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1176271694138982087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1176271694138982087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/03/helloooo-anybody-home-anymore.html' title='Helloooo, anybody home anymore?'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-OSTuiQAGHu8/TYbL3Ax2vXI/AAAAAAAAB1I/Jgc3M0PaG8c/s72-c/Girl+thinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-4309184686033800129</id><published>2011-03-12T13:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T13:29:06.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty-Training ~ What Do You Think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/2009/01/potty_training.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/2009/01/potty_training.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Brady is 21 1/2&amp;nbsp;months old. I'd like him to be potty trained by the time baby #2 comes along. I hadn't even thought of starting to try around this age until I heard what previous-generations moms did!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Many moms - way back when - potty trained super early because they had the horrid, old-fashioned cloth diapers to deal with. AND they didn't have washers and dryers. AND they had a lot of children back to back. So, I'm told, it is very possible to train them as young as 12 months old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I've already started doing a few (small) things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;1. When I take off his diaper to take a bath, he usually pees shortly after (in the tub before I put the plug in... most of the time, haha).&amp;nbsp;I point out that he's peeing, so that he recognizes it. He's so used to just "going" whenever without a thought or care, so I'm teaching him to consciously think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2. If we're in the bathroom while Daddy is going potty, I explain what's happening to Brady: that Daddy doesn't wear diapers anymore, goes pee-pee on the big-boy potty, wears big-boy underwear, and washes his hands. (He always listens and watches intensely! haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;3. I often point out that Uncle Caleb (six years old) wears big-boy underwear, too. Brady &lt;i&gt;loves&lt;/i&gt; Caleb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;4. If he's protesting a poopy diaper change, I explain to him that when he goes poo-poo on the big-boy potty, he won't have to have his diaper changed anymore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;5. We've read a few potty training books, and today I google imaged "potty training boys" and tons of pictures of little boys on toilets showed up and Brady loved looking at all of them. I'd clap for the boys in the pictures who were going potty and he'd smile really big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think that because he talks and communicates so well and so clearly, he'll be able to understand what's going on and express how he feels about it (well, he gives the reaction and I help verbalize what he might be feeling until he says "Yeah" and repeats what I say once I understand him).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So anyway, it has begun. Even if my desires for potty training by fall don't happen and he's&amp;nbsp;3 by the time he's trained... at least we've begun. But I'm really hopeful and positive! Wish us luck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;*********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It's now been a few days, and Brady has successfully peed on the toilet!!!!! He asked to go, we took off his pants and diaper, set him on the toilet, and I read him a story so he'd stay on&amp;nbsp;longer than two seconds (literally). Pretty soon, he tinckled! It was so exciting and fun! He asks to go every once in a while. It's been fun. I need to buy him some big-boy underwear and get a smaller toilet seat to go over the big one. His skinny frog bum just falls right in without all his muscle strength to hold on! :)&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/826390764419835797-4309184686033800129?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/4309184686033800129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=4309184686033800129&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4309184686033800129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4309184686033800129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/03/potty-training-what-do-you-think.html' title='Potty-Training ~ What Do You Think?'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-3125321408753751790</id><published>2011-03-11T21:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T13:17:11.142-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful People We Visited during the Holidays that I'm finally blogging about...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2IjkMvG0IOQ/TXrlP6OYDsI/AAAAAAAAB0o/8ND731UOG1c/s1600/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2IjkMvG0IOQ/TXrlP6OYDsI/AAAAAAAAB0o/8ND731UOG1c/s640/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+029.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brady and his cousin Emerson (Eme). Brady's 19 months and Emerson is&amp;nbsp;11 1/2&amp;nbsp;months in these pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-j9qCu0ja8Kk/TXrmFYXFtyI/AAAAAAAAB0s/0tXl9cAWBHE/s1600/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-j9qCu0ja8Kk/TXrmFYXFtyI/AAAAAAAAB0s/0tXl9cAWBHE/s640/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+031.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was Sunday after Christmas and I was privileged to sing in a trio with Maleah and Dave (sister and brother-in-law)! We sang a beautiful song that I don't remember the name of in their Sacrament Meeting in Ogden, Utah. It was lovely! Maleah cooked us yummy food, of course, and we had a fun visit with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ACTUALLY... I am recalling that Brady got sick while we were there! And he THREW UP multiple times ALL over me and himself and the couch and the rug. Awful. Awful, awful. Poor baby! We had to strip and bathe him and I had to basically do the same. Maleah loaned me some of her clothes, paired with leggins I already had, and I was a sight to behold in our mis-matched outfit we created, haha! Sorry about all that barf, Maleah! I felt really bad. Luckily, Brady slept the whole way home and was better soon after. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GemTULbQ2tQ/TXrmQ5Vwy6I/AAAAAAAAB0w/CCq7GbvFri0/s1600/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-GemTULbQ2tQ/TXrmQ5Vwy6I/AAAAAAAAB0w/CCq7GbvFri0/s640/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+037.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our Good Little Sport throughout all our driving to and from all over the place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-LqFxaI9aceE/TXrmetYZm8I/AAAAAAAAB04/nVfyabrpHwE/s1600/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" q6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-LqFxaI9aceE/TXrmetYZm8I/AAAAAAAAB04/nVfyabrpHwE/s640/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+039.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I snapped a picture of the men trying to figure out the camera... it really took them a while (with all three working on it, haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yoUqgZ52G3A/TXrmnzoWcHI/AAAAAAAAB08/j9YSpOMJkDM/s1600/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yoUqgZ52G3A/TXrmnzoWcHI/AAAAAAAAB08/j9YSpOMJkDM/s640/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+044.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We visited Brother and Sister Hacking!!! He was Cody's mission president! Cody respects him a lot, as all missionaries do with their own presidents. I've heard many, many good things about this couple from Cody since I met him, and from other people as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They live in Utah Valley with an EXTREMELY lovely home... Sister Hacking has impecable taste... I should've taken pictures of just their home... it was like what you'd see in a "Zah-zah" magazine! She's a very classy lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They served us hot, freshmade cinnamon rolls and a fruit smoothie! We had a lot of fun visiting them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FZbMFvNSAQE/TXrnad2A2YI/AAAAAAAAB1A/p6y0feEnJdU/s1600/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-FZbMFvNSAQE/TXrnad2A2YI/AAAAAAAAB1A/p6y0feEnJdU/s640/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+046.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ALSO, Dave and Amy Healey were there, too!!! They are some of our favorite people; we wished we lived close to them because they're wonderful. As couples, we're very much alike and can relate in so many ways. We always have tons of fun with them. I end up laughing a lot whenever we're together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Oh, Dave and Cody served in the same mission, so Bro. Hacking was also Dave's president.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-nWzSOBObQRg/TXrmXY8B7HI/AAAAAAAAB00/f-v-IYg9C38/s1600/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" q6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-nWzSOBObQRg/TXrmXY8B7HI/AAAAAAAAB00/f-v-IYg9C38/s640/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+038.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Hackings were very accomodating to Brady as well - he hung out in this basket the majority of the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-PKiOPUg2QuM/TXrnnMs9MrI/AAAAAAAAB1E/5Vjb7GWyJZE/s1600/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-PKiOPUg2QuM/TXrnnMs9MrI/AAAAAAAAB1E/5Vjb7GWyJZE/s640/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+053.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;An adorable picture I just HAD to post. I wish Amy and I would've gotten one together! Oh well - the five of us hung out after visiting the Hackings and watched football. Amy and I mostly talked. :) I love that girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These were just some goings-on inbetween Christmas and Brittany's weddding. I posted Christmas and the wedding... and now&amp;nbsp;finally these. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy March, now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-3125321408753751790?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/3125321408753751790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=3125321408753751790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3125321408753751790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3125321408753751790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/03/wonderful-people-we-visited-during.html' title='Wonderful People We Visited during the Holidays that I&apos;m finally blogging about...'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-2IjkMvG0IOQ/TXrlP6OYDsI/AAAAAAAAB0o/8ND731UOG1c/s72-c/December+%252710+-+March+%252711+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-1042777096160215713</id><published>2011-02-17T11:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T11:18:02.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brady'isms' at 21 Months and a Family Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I had a camera hidden on me all the time to record everything Brady does and says - he's just so precious. And FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Today in the bathtub, I told him I was going to paint my toenails and he said,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"Okay. I'm g'un talk on the phone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Then he picked up one of his legos, held it to the side of his face and said,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"Hello, I'm takin' a'bath."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;This morning, he came into my room while I was reading looking very sad and distressed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I said, "What's the matter, Sweetie?" And he said in a pitifully sad voice with a crinkled face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;"Binkieeee is stuck in pocketttt; get it outtttt!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;He's been loving his pockets lately. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;The way I woke up this morning was by Cody setting Brady right on the bed next to me with his face right in mine. He had a big grin on his face and so lovingly said,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;"Hi (short pause) Mommy! Hi! (Giving me loves) Mmmmm"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;And he'd lean his face against mine making little love noises. Sheer bliss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I asked him if he slept well and he said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;"Yeah. I wake up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;Yesterday, I called him saying "Brady, come here, please!" And he yelled back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;"COMING, MOMMY!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;He's learned how to tattle, so he now blames almost everything on Caleb or Tabitha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"Cayub (Caleb) did it!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;"Tata (Tabitha) dropped book on a'floor!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Not that tattling is cute by any means... but it's hard not to chuckle at hearing such a tiny little person tattle already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Brady's favorite thing right now is The Wiggles. He asks for it multiple times a day, and sometimes it's the first thing out of his mouth when he wakes up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;"Ah Wiggles, pease? Ah Wiggles.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;If we say let's wait 'til after breakfast, or if Cody says let's ask Mommy or something, he'll say,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;"Ah ask Mommy"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;(or vice versa) and when I say the same thing as Cody, he says,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;"Ah ask Cayub"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;and runs looking for Caleb, Gamma, Kecia, or anybody he can find. Makes us laugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Every time he takes a bite of something that he likes, he instantly smiles and nods his head saying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;"Git ('good' with a big smile on his face)!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;and keeps nodding enthusiastically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Every night before bed, and before every nap (once a day), when I lay him down he says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;"Ah Wock'by baby, pease Mommy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Which means, "Will you sing 'Rockabye Baby'?" And then says,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;"Sit down."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;because he knows I sit on the chair first (only since I've been pregnant, I've stopped standing leaning over his crib and just sit down). He is the biggest routine boy I've ever met. The more concrete a routine, the happier he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we love our guy. This second pregnancy is going pretty well; I haven't been as nauseous as I was with Brady in the first trimester. However... I might have low blood sugar or something, because if I don't eat or get food soon once I'm hungry, my mood drops so low that I become the meanest, most depressed, grumpiest person EVER! And then I start to feel sick and weak. Sooo, as long as I keep on top of eating (which is a chore), then I feel fine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went and saw a midwife and tried to hear the heartbeat but couldn't. Bummer! So we'll go back pretty soon and try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH - and Brady is currently growing his 20th tooth! And GUESS what? Oh my heavens... the tooth is fully grown, but hasn't broken through the gums!! So he seems to be in some pain sometimes. It's like a purple ball of gums hanging down that looks extremely tender and sore. I mentioned it this morning and my dad said we should lance it. I said I'd call a dentist and he said, "What? We could do it ourselves for free; just put some Orajel on it and put a tiny slice in it." Oh. My. Gosh. I can't even fathom doing that. He offered... but wow... that sounds scarier than jumping off a skyscraper without a parachute. What would you do? We don't have insurance... and I don't want to pay $400 for a dentist to put a tiny slice in it, but I don't want to do it myself, and I don't want Brady to be in pain!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody is attending WSU full-time and loving it. He's not a fan of his sociology class at all, though. He said it seems like sociology is an utter waste and is full of liberal agendas. I think that's a bummer b/c I took Sociology from WSU as well but had a different teacher who was a lot of fun!! I quite enjoyed studying sociology. I wish he could've gotten the same teacher I had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody is prepping for a marathon in October. He's been lifting weights and running consistently. Almost every time I touch him he freaks out because he's so sore from working out, haha! I love how he loves to be physically fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I exercised once. Several days ago! I did a Leslie Sansone thing. I thought it'd be the hardest thing ever since i haven't worked out since it was warm outside (so all winter). BUT! It was a total breeze! Honestly, I didn't even pant or struggle, it was fun. I'm happy I'm not THAT out of shape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully we'll get to move out of parents' house soon. Hopefully. I'd like to hang curtains and paint. Always wanted to do that. Pictures next time! Chow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-1042777096160215713?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/1042777096160215713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=1042777096160215713&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1042777096160215713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1042777096160215713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/02/bradyisms-and-update.html' title='Brady&apos;isms&apos; at 21 Months and a Family Update'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-7754467640907485181</id><published>2011-01-20T14:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T14:44:23.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Me, Cody, Brady... and baby #2 (and #3?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Cody started school at WSU!!! He's back after over 3 years. He should graduate in about two years *sigh* but at least it will be before his 30th birthday! That's what he said. :) Brady and I are SO proud of him!! He's taking Econ, Sociology, Accounting, and one online (forgot what it is). GO CODY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;We are expecting! Well, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt; am expecting. I'm pregnant, not him. I'm due around August 27th. We joke that I could be pregnant with twins because I get hungry WAY TOO OFTEN! It is hard to keep coming up with things to eat that won't make me hurl. I haven't thrown up at all and have felt pretty good. I've noticed a drop in energy and I get tired REALLY early in the evenings. I also am battling heartburn as I type. We ALSO think we might have twins only b/c two people had dreams about it right before we got pregnant! Super crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brady has 18 teeth! He gets handsomer all the time. Yes, that's a word. He loves his naps every day and always goes down easy as pie. Thank you, sleep book. He talks so well and is so polite! He the latest he just learned is "no, thank you." The other day I said, "Brady, are you ready for your bath? And he said, "NO!" and then retracted, saying soft and sweetly, "Um, no senk you, mommy." Hahahaha! Every time I say, "Let's go change your poopsies!" He says so politely, "No senk you, mommy." AH! I love it!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;I have a new calling! I spent a few months in the nursery, and that prepared me for Primary Chorister! I'm the music person. :) Last Sunday I got a bunch of utensils and metal bowls from the kitchen and they got to play them as instruments while we learned the song "If I Listen with My Heart" (kind of a lame one, if you ask me). MAN, it was loud!!! It basically became a competition to see who could bang the loudest. It was great. I learned right away that I have to treat junior and senior primary differently. &amp;nbsp;:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;I got a new pink phone. :) It has little vines and flowers on it. Can you tell I don't know what else to say? I don't have pictures, but I decided I wasn't going to be all or nothing and would record anyway. Now I'm going to go check out all YOUR blogs and leave comments! I'm so behind...&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/826390764419835797-7754467640907485181?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/7754467640907485181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=7754467640907485181&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7754467640907485181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7754467640907485181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/01/me-cody-brady-and-baby-2-and-3.html' title='Me, Cody, Brady... and baby #2 (and #3?)'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-3794064474961675130</id><published>2011-01-20T13:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T13:40:00.303-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan and Brittany's WINTER WEDDING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Coming out of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;Salt Lake City Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Happily married for eternity. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm9_NVhWwI/AAAAAAAAByQ/hBalGh1Yeu8/s1600/IMG_0314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm9_NVhWwI/AAAAAAAAByQ/hBalGh1Yeu8/s640/IMG_0314.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm-HSPuclI/AAAAAAAAByU/25zeEkH2PCw/s1600/IMG_0315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm-HSPuclI/AAAAAAAAByU/25zeEkH2PCw/s640/IMG_0315.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSnAJMm71sI/AAAAAAAAByY/YoFAXPp3Smo/s1600/IMG_0321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSnAJMm71sI/AAAAAAAAByY/YoFAXPp3Smo/s640/IMG_0321.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSnAXwUwBQI/AAAAAAAAByc/4m0wk8ZwEhw/s1600/IMG_0322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSnAXwUwBQI/AAAAAAAAByc/4m0wk8ZwEhw/s640/IMG_0322.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My cousin Shaylyn, me, Brady, Kirie, and Kami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There was a little bit of warm air coming out of that vent on the temple's exterior and, let me tell you, it was FREEZING outside. We were all frozen solid, practically. I took my sweater off and was trying to block the cold air from Brady and create a warm little area for him. We're so underdressed here b/c we were doing pictures. IT WAS SO COLD!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTYyFBCkvPI/AAAAAAAABys/Kfj-wSHZIdw/s1600/IMG_0323.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTYyFBCkvPI/AAAAAAAABys/Kfj-wSHZIdw/s640/IMG_0323.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah and Rachel Wooten on the left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTY1n-HCaBI/AAAAAAAAByw/WH-DEvYfqt0/s1600/IMG_0325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTY1n-HCaBI/AAAAAAAAByw/WH-DEvYfqt0/s640/IMG_0325.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so sad this is blurry... but sadly... they're all blurry. :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiIdO3tAlI/AAAAAAAABy0/aFCNvK94tac/s1600/IMG_0333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiIdO3tAlI/AAAAAAAABy0/aFCNvK94tac/s640/IMG_0333.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Smoochie, smoochie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiIk81xv6I/AAAAAAAABy4/2SWqfsfowzA/s1600/IMG_0304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="518" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiIk81xv6I/AAAAAAAABy4/2SWqfsfowzA/s640/IMG_0304.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I love this picture of Kecia (11)! I laugh out loud every time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiIqnJig_I/AAAAAAAABy8/oqRDr8apVF4/s1600/IMG_0300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="444" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiIqnJig_I/AAAAAAAABy8/oqRDr8apVF4/s640/IMG_0300.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Ivie (my mom's dad).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiIwc79mVI/AAAAAAAABzA/7mvI43q830o/s1600/IMG_0310.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiIwc79mVI/AAAAAAAABzA/7mvI43q830o/s640/IMG_0310.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Kendra, Uncle Gordon, Cousin Devin and his lovely (pregnant!) wife Crystal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiI3aTX6uI/AAAAAAAABzE/rrSxkDQyyMQ/s1600/IMG_0334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiI3aTX6uI/AAAAAAAABzE/rrSxkDQyyMQ/s640/IMG_0334.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tabitha's favorite place to be: in front of a camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiI9u6vs3I/AAAAAAAABzI/Tkp01xfOEo4/s1600/IMG_0337.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiI9u6vs3I/AAAAAAAABzI/Tkp01xfOEo4/s640/IMG_0337.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kami - age 14.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiJN5es3cI/AAAAAAAABzM/tiF7vPWP4Qc/s1600/IMG_0350.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiJN5es3cI/AAAAAAAABzM/tiF7vPWP4Qc/s640/IMG_0350.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hah! Candid bride and groom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiJ5KjKcPI/AAAAAAAABzQ/P1-qrwLps30/s1600/IMG_0357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiJ5KjKcPI/AAAAAAAABzQ/P1-qrwLps30/s640/IMG_0357.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brady, and his blanky, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiJ__0r25I/AAAAAAAABzU/JoSQ8byn3Ps/s1600/IMG_0358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiJ__0r25I/AAAAAAAABzU/JoSQ8byn3Ps/s640/IMG_0358.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These two boys are the early birds. Caleb is 6 and Brady's 19 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiKGRBI4WI/AAAAAAAABzY/cfeSMhj64OU/s1600/IMG_0361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiKGRBI4WI/AAAAAAAABzY/cfeSMhj64OU/s640/IMG_0361.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;T.i.r.e.d.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiKOAwxKzI/AAAAAAAABzc/jDXuCQkYDJY/s1600/IMG_0365.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiKOAwxKzI/AAAAAAAABzc/jDXuCQkYDJY/s640/IMG_0365.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I wish this was a good one, dangit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiKUlebgOI/AAAAAAAABzg/1IvsyQds_SI/s1600/IMG_0369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiKUlebgOI/AAAAAAAABzg/1IvsyQds_SI/s640/IMG_0369.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The studly F.O.B. (Wedding Planner, anyone?) aka Father of the Bride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiLSwYz_BI/AAAAAAAABzk/7bLoPYZrKVc/s1600/IMG_0370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiLSwYz_BI/AAAAAAAABzk/7bLoPYZrKVc/s640/IMG_0370.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;AND this is what happened in no time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiLZ2g5dBI/AAAAAAAABzo/73PJKlR3WUU/s1600/IMG_0371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiLZ2g5dBI/AAAAAAAABzo/73PJKlR3WUU/s640/IMG_0371.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiLggSrydI/AAAAAAAABzs/Pzes3-jdLLQ/s1600/IMG_0375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TTiLggSrydI/AAAAAAAABzs/Pzes3-jdLLQ/s640/IMG_0375.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cody's notorious camera face and Kirie (17).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-3794064474961675130?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/3794064474961675130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=3794064474961675130&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3794064474961675130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3794064474961675130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/01/ryan-and-brittanys-winter-wedding.html' title='Ryan and Brittany&apos;s WINTER WEDDING!'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm9_NVhWwI/AAAAAAAAByQ/hBalGh1Yeu8/s72-c/IMG_0314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-3062252644792339153</id><published>2011-01-09T07:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T07:46:57.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brittany's Bridal Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Going &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc;"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt; for the wedding...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm6PFkJT_I/AAAAAAAAByA/7spN-sT4r2c/s1600/IMG_0257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm6PFkJT_I/AAAAAAAAByA/7spN-sT4r2c/s640/IMG_0257.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Brittany's Bridal Shower!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;We're missing Laurel, Shaylyn, and a few others in this picture! Sorry we missed you. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm6Vk7vVzI/AAAAAAAAByE/dELeNGHhF2g/s1600/IMG_0268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm6Vk7vVzI/AAAAAAAAByE/dELeNGHhF2g/s640/IMG_0268.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! Tabitha was sleeping or else there'd be &lt;b&gt;six&lt;/b&gt; of us girlies. Kirie hates these pictures of her, haha! I don't blame her... she doesn't really look like this so I was cracking up every time I'd look at her, then look at the picture taken. HAHA! I hate it when that happens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(And do you like my prosthetic-looking arm in this picture?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm66Onjc9I/AAAAAAAAByI/RAo4Gqx1uYE/s1600/IMG_0285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm66Onjc9I/AAAAAAAAByI/RAo4Gqx1uYE/s640/IMG_0285.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And the brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bree, Kirie, Brittany, Kami, Kecia, Caleb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm7itIvq5I/AAAAAAAAByM/vZr_11--QR8/s1600/IMG_0288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm7itIvq5I/AAAAAAAAByM/vZr_11--QR8/s640/IMG_0288.JPG" width="640" /&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/826390764419835797-3062252644792339153?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/3062252644792339153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=3062252644792339153&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3062252644792339153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3062252644792339153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/01/brittanys-bridal-shower.html' title='Brittany&apos;s Bridal Shower'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm6PFkJT_I/AAAAAAAAByA/7spN-sT4r2c/s72-c/IMG_0257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-7447463820729255222</id><published>2011-01-09T07:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T07:37:00.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's Christmas time, a merry Christmas time - - "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We spent &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the Steinagel Family &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;cabin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; up in the mountains of Heber, Utah. LOTS of snow, let me tell you. It's the cutest, prettiest little cabin I've ever seen with pretty wood floors and flawless, soft white carpet. It's so cozy and cute! It was a lot of fun. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm1FZTq9MI/AAAAAAAABxs/2G2iJGG1MC8/s1600/IMG_0230.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm1FZTq9MI/AAAAAAAABxs/2G2iJGG1MC8/s640/IMG_0230.JPG" width="560" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sadly, all the pictures from the WHOLE trip are blurry! :( :( :( Our camera was dead and the iPhone was all we had.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But here's Brady opening a gift! He got the hang of the unwrapping business and quickly saw that there was something FUN inside the wrapping paper!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm1Ml20wFI/AAAAAAAABxw/ZdEvnPUR_9s/s1600/IMG_0231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm1Ml20wFI/AAAAAAAABxw/ZdEvnPUR_9s/s640/IMG_0231.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He got these super cute clothes and shoes (and toys) from the Booth Family - Thank you, Booths! We love you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm1Us7sI2I/AAAAAAAABx0/SR6RYqqTpW0/s1600/IMG_0238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm1Us7sI2I/AAAAAAAABx0/SR6RYqqTpW0/s640/IMG_0238.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This adorable puppy hat, mittens and cute, cute Gymboree clothes are from Grammy and Papa Shill - Thanks, Grammy and Papa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm1b4UVo0I/AAAAAAAABx4/1PtvnVkmrUY/s1600/IMG_0239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm1b4UVo0I/AAAAAAAABx4/1PtvnVkmrUY/s640/IMG_0239.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There were many more gifts from so many loved ones - thanks to all of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cody got me a cute workout outfit from Nordstrom Rack (yaaaay!) and I got him a KNIFE! He really wanted that knife... and he plays with it all the time now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Booths also gave us a $25.00 gift card to the Olive Garden, so LAST NIGHT we had a hot date!!! It was pretty fun... we don't go out often enough!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cody's parents also gave us $200 to go towards our food storage and emergency preparedness! So now our 72-hour kits are almost completed, thanks to them! It feels so good to follow the Prophet and we even sleep better at night. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm1oMLQBoI/AAAAAAAABx8/4efVoQj3w2E/s1600/IMG_0241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm1oMLQBoI/AAAAAAAABx8/4efVoQj3w2E/s640/IMG_0241.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then everyone played out in the snow and watched movies once they got too cold for the rest of the day. We made hot soup and hot chocolate. It was such a fun day!!! I love that cabin. I love Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Most importantly, we're thankful that Christ was born (even though it wasn't on December 25th), and that He lived and then gave His life for us. Although he was crucified, we know He now lives!&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/826390764419835797-7447463820729255222?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/7447463820729255222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=7447463820729255222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7447463820729255222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7447463820729255222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-christmas-time-merry-christmas-time.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s Christmas time, a merry Christmas time - - &quot;'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TSm1FZTq9MI/AAAAAAAABxs/2G2iJGG1MC8/s72-c/IMG_0230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-8513719549673885230</id><published>2010-12-18T17:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T17:32:34.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I haven't posted about Brady's milestones and skills in a while...</title><content type='html'>... probably because I got past the stage when I thought my baby was better than everyone else's. Now, since I've been there, I detect it in other new mommies. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how much learning and growth we experience in this life. I love how, when we try to live a decent life and keeping The Commandments, the Lord shapes and molds us into what He wants us to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, on to my "perfect" son's latest and greatest... *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Brady will be 19 months old in 3 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;all boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and delights in playing with cars, trucks, tractors, little muscular&amp;nbsp;action figures, balls, and his latest... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are a few toy guns around the house (Uncle Caleb's) and Brady loves them. When he finds one, he points it right at someone and makes a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;sound effect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; "Khheewww!"&lt;/span&gt; And we go, "OHH, you shot me!" And LOVES the reaction he gets. Cody especially likes how Brady likes guns (he plans on getting some!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Brady loves dancing and has the cutest little moves. Lately, he copies anything he sees someone else do, so I'll do all kinds of different things and he does what I do. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;He likes to sing! He'll usually sing the Alphabet song or &lt;em&gt;Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Brady's in nursery! He joined at 17 months old since I got called to nursery. He's not shy at all and never gets separation anxiety (knock on wood), so he stays pretty happy and content the whole time. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;He's&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; extremely polite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and always says 'please' and 'thank you' in the softest, sweetest voice. OR he'll say it in an anxious, eager voice. Example:&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; "Ah bite, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pease&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!!"&lt;/span&gt; if I don't feed him fast enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;If he wants me to go where he is, he'll run to where I am saying&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, "Mommy! Mommy!"&lt;/span&gt; Me: "Yes?" Brady: &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Come see, see, see,"&lt;/span&gt; as he points to where he wants me to go. When I repeat him and say, "You want me to come and see?" He'll shout a very happy,&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; "YEAH!"&lt;/span&gt; with a wide-open mouth and then we run off to go see. So sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;He's very good at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;reasoning&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and we always try to explain things to him and communicate clearly. He usually understands and is perfectly calm and content&amp;nbsp;almost all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Brady loves to draw. He concentratest very hard and draws the tiniest, most controlled little circles and swirlies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;He loves &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;circles&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and always points out circle shapes when he sees them saying, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Circle!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Brady loves &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;letters&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; almost more than pictures. When reading him stories, he'll point to the letters and say, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"E!"&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; "D!"&lt;/span&gt; (usually the two he says most often). He always comes up to me with a paper and pen and says,&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; "Ah eeee? ah eee?"&lt;/span&gt; wanting me to write letters and words for him. Isn't that so adorable? I REALLY want to get the&lt;em&gt; Your Baby Can Read&lt;/em&gt; program...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Brady LOVES &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;books&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He always asks Cody and me, &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Ah stowee? ah stowee?"&lt;/span&gt; (Story, in case you don't speak Toddler).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;He takes long 3-hour naps every day and usually sleeps 10-11 hours at night. I don't know why he hardly ever sleeps 12 hours or more... and he's perfectly happy on 10-11 hours, even when I tried forcing and forcing a couple more hours of sleep... his body just won't do it. He'll lie awake in his crib. So I finally accepted his unique sleeping habit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Brady's favorite foods are Sunrider&amp;nbsp;SunBars, eggs (he calls them &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"eegs"&lt;/span&gt; ), yogurt-covered raisins (which, for whatever reason, he calls &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"awks"&lt;/span&gt; ???), organic bunny fruit snacks, bananas, Sunrider&amp;nbsp;NuPlus mixed with yogurt and peaches (which he rarely has, since I hardly ever feed him dairy or soy), and.... I can't really think of anything else. He's not one of those "eat-anything-and-everything" babies... grrrr... OH, he likes to chew on apple pieces and then spit it all out wherever he's at. Joy. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Brady loves his binkie, blanky, and bottle. Yes, he's still has those things. I don't mind it one bit. :) He was getting goat milk in his bottle, but since we've moved to Kansas, he drinks almond or coconut milk from non-genetically-modified-seeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Brady's favorite things to drink are the following: orange juice, Fortune Delight, and&amp;nbsp;water &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt; "Ah dink o' wahyer, pease?"&lt;/span&gt; When he wants a drink of water).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;He talks a lot, has said multiple full sentences now, and copies anything he hears (or we tell him to say).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;He calls my dad (grandpa) "Ga-Ga" and he calls Kirie, Kami, and Kecia&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;, "Kewee"&lt;/span&gt; (haha! He calls all three of them Kirie.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;We love him. A lot. And he loves us - he even tells us. :)&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/826390764419835797-8513719549673885230?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/8513719549673885230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=8513719549673885230&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/8513719549673885230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/8513719549673885230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-havent-posted-about-bradys-milestones.html' title='I haven&apos;t posted about Brady&apos;s milestones and skills in a while...'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-944029408443546356</id><published>2010-12-17T08:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T08:06:50.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting the Claus Family for the First Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQtr_Hag5TI/AAAAAAAABxg/J9m3zJ3uoHA/s1600/Santa+holding+Brady+for+the+first+time%2521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQtr_Hag5TI/AAAAAAAABxg/J9m3zJ3uoHA/s640/Santa+holding+Brady+for+the+first+time%2521.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last night, our bank (Verus Bank) had an open house/Christmas party with FREE photos with Santa. So I marked it on my calendar forever ago since we weren't able to get a picture at the mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brady was so adorable! They asked him questions like, "What do you want for Christmas?" and Brady looked right at them both and jibber-jabbered on for a while ending with "...Mommy" and pointing at me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He wasn't even scared! I didn't think he'd want to sit on his lap at all... but he surprised me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think their outfits are so adorable... I just love, love, LOVE Chrismtas!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah... here's another one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQttWG9mJgI/AAAAAAAABxk/h8qdhB_bcQ4/s1600/Bree+and+Brady+on+Santa%2527s+Lap+2010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQttWG9mJgI/AAAAAAAABxk/h8qdhB_bcQ4/s640/Bree+and+Brady+on+Santa%2527s+Lap+2010.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;CLEARLY I was not expecting to get thrown into the picture... or I would've cared a lot more about what I looked like last night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I almost forgot about it at the last minute and when I remembered, I pretty much dropped everything and left (hence the casual garb).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Also... pay no mind to my hair. It doesn't look AT ALL how I want it (color-wise) and am getting it done right before Brittany's wedding and shower, thank heavens. Aunt Laurel to the rescue!!! Here comes some bright blonde and "chunkiness". :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&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/826390764419835797-944029408443546356?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/944029408443546356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=944029408443546356&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/944029408443546356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/944029408443546356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/12/meeting-claus-family-for-first-time.html' title='Meeting the Claus Family for the First Time!'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQtr_Hag5TI/AAAAAAAABxg/J9m3zJ3uoHA/s72-c/Santa+holding+Brady+for+the+first+time%2521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-7842013403832084933</id><published>2010-12-13T08:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T08:38:37.193-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Littles I Look After</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aren't these two boys precious?! I get to watch the Little One on the left 3 hours a day, 5 days a week. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On some days, I'll get to watch him all day. Sometimes he'll come over to our house on days needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQYoa7e6nTI/AAAAAAAABxM/YBdmBGgO918/s1600/DSC03308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQYoa7e6nTI/AAAAAAAABxM/YBdmBGgO918/s640/DSC03308.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQYoiL0ae4I/AAAAAAAABxQ/Ogmw15BTtsw/s1600/DSC03309.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQYoiL0ae4I/AAAAAAAABxQ/Ogmw15BTtsw/s640/DSC03309.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So I have a part-time job that is such a blessing! It's flexible, I get to have Brady with me, and Little One is such a good baby. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQYom4faruI/AAAAAAAABxU/GaJQWrwVcwE/s1600/DSC03310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQYom4faruI/AAAAAAAABxU/GaJQWrwVcwE/s640/DSC03310.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Little One is 12 months old and absolutely adorable. He's got some of the chubbiest legs I've ever seen. Also, he's a really great eater! His mouth would just open when I'd hold the spoon up to him, even if he seemed to not like it very much. WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQYor1i-5SI/AAAAAAAABxY/RBR_EEserpk/s1600/DSC03312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQYor1i-5SI/AAAAAAAABxY/RBR_EEserpk/s640/DSC03312.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These two little studs are a privilege to be around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQYox37Jh3I/AAAAAAAABxc/-8JuEvZt2Xg/s1600/DSC03311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQYox37Jh3I/AAAAAAAABxc/-8JuEvZt2Xg/s640/DSC03311.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This morning I read from the &lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm?lang=eng"&gt;Book of Mormon&lt;/a&gt; about becoming like a child. Brady and Little One are as pure as they get... and being around them teaches and humbles me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-7842013403832084933?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/7842013403832084933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=7842013403832084933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7842013403832084933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7842013403832084933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/12/littles-i-look-after.html' title='The Littles I Look After'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQYoa7e6nTI/AAAAAAAABxM/YBdmBGgO918/s72-c/DSC03308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-1051213025108282243</id><published>2010-12-11T08:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T08:18:52.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse-Drawn Carriage Ride on our Double Date!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went on a date! We hardly ever do anything more than rent a movie (or watch one from NetFlix) and stay home. So this is definitely worth blogging about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We went to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Zen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for dinner - it's a Vegetarian restaurant. My mom is vegan so it was her request. I don't mind since I'm not a huge carnivore either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The men, however, couldn't stop cracking jokes the whole time, haha. But all-in-all, we were all pretty impressed with most of the food (the dish I ordered had weird-tasting mushrooms... Cody guessed they were sauteed in wine or something... but they were weird.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we went to Bradley Fair - the nicest&amp;nbsp;(outdoor) shopping mall&amp;nbsp;in Wichita. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQMI93oyj-I/AAAAAAAABw8/7SUINRaaAS4/s1600/Cody+Bree+Bradley+Fair+12+10+2010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQMI93oyj-I/AAAAAAAABw8/7SUINRaaAS4/s640/Cody+Bree+Bradley+Fair+12+10+2010.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's me and my hubby waiting in line! For one of the first times in my life, I was &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; dressed completely properly to be out in the cold. It was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQMJHrOY83I/AAAAAAAABxA/A-Nb559KnEA/s1600/Mom+and+Dad+Steinagel+12+10+2010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQMJHrOY83I/AAAAAAAABxA/A-Nb559KnEA/s640/Mom+and+Dad+Steinagel+12+10+2010.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are my lovely parents. We love being close to family... we wish we could live by BOTH our families. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQMJQGKbKoI/AAAAAAAABxE/Bikj9AbSY10/s1600/Bree+Cody+on+Carriage+Ride+Bradley+Fair+12+10+2010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQMJQGKbKoI/AAAAAAAABxE/Bikj9AbSY10/s640/Bree+Cody+on+Carriage+Ride+Bradley+Fair+12+10+2010.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Snuggled under the blankets on the carriage ride. We had so much fun, even though it only lasted 5-10 minutes! We even cheesed up and sang some Christmas songs (Cody, too!) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was so much fun to get out of the house and go on a date together!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;MERRY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&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/826390764419835797-1051213025108282243?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/1051213025108282243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=1051213025108282243&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1051213025108282243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1051213025108282243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/12/horse-drawn-carriage-ride-on-our-double.html' title='Horse-Drawn Carriage Ride on our Double Date!'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQMI93oyj-I/AAAAAAAABw8/7SUINRaaAS4/s72-c/Cody+Bree+Bradley+Fair+12+10+2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-6584414008249949447</id><published>2010-12-08T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T20:42:27.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brittany's Winter Wedding - Planning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little sister Brittany isn't so little anymore... but she'll always be shorter than me! So "little" is still adequate. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brit is getting married on December 29th... so yes, in three weeks. Phew! We're very excited... and scrounging for all the last-minute things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs493.ash2/76664_1441251832908_1281421645_1003487_4310770_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs493.ash2/76664_1441251832908_1281421645_1003487_4310770_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ummm, is not this the most BEAUTIFUL picture ever beheld?! I absolutely love this. I'm extremely excited for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She is marrying Ryan Egan. They met at BYU-Idaho (can I get an "awwwww"?) like gazillions of people do and then get hitched every year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, her lovely colors are eggplant purple, deep red, and gold. Perf, right?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www-static.weddingbee.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/11/redpur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="204" src="http://www-static.weddingbee.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/11/redpur.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kirie and I bought our dresses, then the colors changed, so we bought new ones from Nordstrom (online), but the 4 was too big, so it's being swapped for another size 2. But... we've decided we really don't even like them. SO, we'll probably take them back once we get to Utah (since there's no Nordstrom here - SAD DAY!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday, we found beautiful purple, matching dresses for Kami, Kecia, and possibly even Tabitha - all the same dress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also got a little 2T-sized black SUIT for Brady! I'm telling you, I just about melted at his cuteness in it! I can hardly wait to get pictures of him in it. I got him a "deep red" little tie - and Caleb has a matching one, so they'll be the same! All Brady needs now are black shoes and socks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need to whiten my teeth - SHEESH! Just looking at my recent Thanksgiving post almost made me hurl at how dingy my teeth look! Time to fix that for DANG sure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gonna get a spray tan, need to buy new nails (I get the $5.00 kind from Wal-Mart and they're superior to getting acrylic at a salon in my opinion, I LOVE them!). Oh, and I still need the OUTFIT, and so does Kirie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also need to plan her shower. Oh dang. Time to get the rear in gear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Wedding. Merry Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-6584414008249949447?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/6584414008249949447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=6584414008249949447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/6584414008249949447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/6584414008249949447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/12/brittanys-winter-wedding-planning.html' title='Brittany&apos;s Winter Wedding - Planning!'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-8563730293202818089</id><published>2010-12-08T19:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T20:00:14.510-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiously Waiting to see Old Saint Nick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cody and I decided to take Brady to the mall to see Santa Claus! It'd be his first time (exciting, right?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cody waited in line for 45 minutes (or more, GALL!) while Brady and I played in the fun kiddie area!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQA0GlHZGZI/AAAAAAAABww/hQzMIUE2acc/s1600/DSC03301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQA0GlHZGZI/AAAAAAAABww/hQzMIUE2acc/s640/DSC03301.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you think Brady looks TALL? I dunno... I guess I'm just having one of those stunned-parent moments at my child's age and size. *tear*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQAyL4zD8tI/AAAAAAAABwo/McnDasQXFvg/s1600/DSC03298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQAyL4zD8tI/AAAAAAAABwo/McnDasQXFvg/s640/DSC03298.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He did this at least ten times... loved it just as much every time! The older kids would get a bit impatient because he was slower at climbing the 3 little steps and sliding down. He still got right in there with 'em all and had a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQAyBEdfzmI/AAAAAAAABwk/VENeM2q9Olg/s1600/DSC03297.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQAyBEdfzmI/AAAAAAAABwk/VENeM2q9Olg/s640/DSC03297.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you love his little fohalk?! It messed up a bit from his hoodie, but he sports it pretty darn stud-like, I must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQA0_O29VdI/AAAAAAAABw0/YGoUODJg5nc/s1600/DSC03302.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQA0_O29VdI/AAAAAAAABw0/YGoUODJg5nc/s640/DSC03302.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whoa... check out the blurry girl in the background (picture below) - jammin' out, man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQA1Ld7kS-I/AAAAAAAABw4/07_D4pkS9_k/s1600/DSC03304.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQA1Ld7kS-I/AAAAAAAABw4/07_D4pkS9_k/s640/DSC03304.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So after our LONG wait to see Santa, we discovered that you had to BUY the picture they were selling and the cheapest one was $17.00! Now, if it was a REALLY good photographer, I'd have signed up... but the samples they showed us? No way. No better than Wal-Mart pictures... honestly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But NOT ONLY THAT, they wouldn't let us take a picture with our own camera!! :( So we were pretty bummed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;BUT we visited with Santa and he was very sweet; probably the best Santa I've ever seen! The hair and beard was real, he was very old, and extremely sweet, warm, and sincere like you would expect a Santa to be. He talked with Brady and gave him a candy cane. He was very genuine with Cody and me as well... it was worth it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So at least now when we say, "Look, Brady, it's SANTA!" He knows who we mean!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-8563730293202818089?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/8563730293202818089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=8563730293202818089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/8563730293202818089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/8563730293202818089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/12/anxiously-waiting-to-see-old-saint-nick.html' title='Anxiously Waiting to see Old Saint Nick...'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TQA0GlHZGZI/AAAAAAAABww/hQzMIUE2acc/s72-c/DSC03301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-3680244508078658221</id><published>2010-12-01T08:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T08:21:36.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We Had a Happy Thanksgiving - Hope You Did, Too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TPZZcRlxVaI/AAAAAAAABwY/lYRoHhEYyZI/s1600/Family+Pics+August+-+November+2010+164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TPZZcRlxVaI/AAAAAAAABwY/lYRoHhEYyZI/s640/Family+Pics+August+-+November+2010+164.JPG" width="640" /&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/826390764419835797-3680244508078658221?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/3680244508078658221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=3680244508078658221&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3680244508078658221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3680244508078658221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-had-happy-thanksgiving-hope-you-did.html' title='We Had a Happy Thanksgiving - Hope You Did, Too!'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TPZZcRlxVaI/AAAAAAAABwY/lYRoHhEYyZI/s72-c/Family+Pics+August+-+November+2010+164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-2779963493732808861</id><published>2010-11-20T09:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T16:52:05.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Presents this Christmas will provide Peace of Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cody and I have decided to put together a full and complete 72-hour kit for each of us (including Brady)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TOffM1oGl0I/AAAAAAAABwI/ovDG68-Dz4Q/s1600/family_emergency_kit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TOffM1oGl0I/AAAAAAAABwI/ovDG68-Dz4Q/s400/family_emergency_kit.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're super excited and LET ME TELL YOU that Cody has done so much research. He's made a long, organized list and has shopped around and learned about all kinds of things like knives, tents, backpacks, compasses... everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It will give us such peace of mind to have these and we believe it's a very good investment. It also feels good to listen to a prophet of God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&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/826390764419835797-2779963493732808861?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/2779963493732808861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=2779963493732808861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2779963493732808861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2779963493732808861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/11/those-who-smugly-think-these-calamities.html' title='Our Presents this Christmas will provide Peace of Mind'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TOffM1oGl0I/AAAAAAAABwI/ovDG68-Dz4Q/s72-c/family_emergency_kit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-370137913180938943</id><published>2010-11-20T06:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T06:47:05.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing Washable Pull-Ups</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, my mom and I were shown and taught how to sew training pants! We are so excited about what we learned and accomplished. Olivia Merrick in our stake is truly talented and can sew anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TOe_Io18qYI/AAAAAAAABwA/YRJK-s2lt6E/s1600/101_2249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TOe_Io18qYI/AAAAAAAABwA/YRJK-s2lt6E/s400/101_2249.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TOe_Lhc1L7I/AAAAAAAABwE/HMjxHzEuAYI/s1600/101_2248.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TOe_Lhc1L7I/AAAAAAAABwE/HMjxHzEuAYI/s400/101_2248.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My mom made these super adorable potty training pants. They're basically washable pull-ups. :) I love her color choice: chocolate brown snaps and aqua/teal waterproof outer part. It would've been even cuter with brown elastic! Great job, Mom!! We each made two, and the other three just need the elastic sewn on the edges and snaps put on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Since we're told to be more Provident-Minded, we've been trying to think of ways we could be more independent and self-sufficient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One thought I like to have when thinking of what to stock up on is, "If I couldn't buy anything from a store, what would I do or use instead?" I rely on getting almost everything I need from a grocery or convenient store! When 9/11 happened, people panicked, ran into stores, grabbed all they could carry, and the stores were completely empty within minutes. So what if I couldn't go to the store?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, thank you, Olivia, for teaching us some wonderful skills and helping us be more prepared!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Click to see her blog&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pushingthesuburbanenvelope.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pushing the Suburban Envelope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1299631451"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1299631452"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&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/826390764419835797-370137913180938943?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/370137913180938943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=370137913180938943&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/370137913180938943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/370137913180938943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/11/sewing-washable-pull-ups.html' title='Sewing Washable Pull-Ups'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TOe_Io18qYI/AAAAAAAABwA/YRJK-s2lt6E/s72-c/101_2249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-4050670648886368151</id><published>2010-11-05T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T16:17:36.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One thing Brady loves is his "blankie", as we call it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or as he says: "Keekee".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to feel the round rim on the edges. He has another similar blanket, but the edges aren't the same so he doesn't like it as much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He rubs a rounded edge of his blankie in one hand as he pushes it towards his face. Often, I'll find him with it over his whole face or head during a nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brady also loves to lean against my face - cheek to cheek - when I hold him and go "mmmmm" in a low hum as I stroke his hair and rub his back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brady and Cody are snugglers and snuggle anytime he (Brady) is in a cuddly mood. I love my incredibly sweet, precious, snuggle boys! (Man and toddler, I should say!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-4050670648886368151?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/4050670648886368151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=4050670648886368151&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4050670648886368151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4050670648886368151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-to-remember.html' title='Things to Remember'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-4061121174630965712</id><published>2010-10-31T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T16:07:50.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;We went to a tri-ward Trunk-or-Treat at the stake center. Oh my word! Cody said to me last night, "I've &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; seen such a successful trunk-or-treat!" I couldn't agree more. The whole parking lot had row after row of cars! Some of them had awesome decorations. It was so much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3T0ShS7vI/AAAAAAAABuc/gcof6oxbfRg/s1600/DSC03216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3T0ShS7vI/AAAAAAAABuc/gcof6oxbfRg/s640/DSC03216.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This was Brady's second Halloween. Last year he was a baby kangaroo and this year he was an adorable PUPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3T7YZIXnI/AAAAAAAABug/4Aw9LZVc3Ok/s1600/DSC03222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3T7YZIXnI/AAAAAAAABug/4Aw9LZVc3Ok/s640/DSC03222.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;BIG BAD WOLF and RED RIDING HOOD!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Nana (Grandma Nicholsen) made our costumes - she's so talented!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3UAOGI2fI/AAAAAAAABuk/cS-oxDVWFCg/s1600/DSC03223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3UAOGI2fI/AAAAAAAABuk/cS-oxDVWFCg/s640/DSC03223.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*Pose*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3UGCqyyhI/AAAAAAAABuo/eaWCHC2yF5M/s1600/DSC03226.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3UGCqyyhI/AAAAAAAABuo/eaWCHC2yF5M/s640/DSC03226.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;He discovered that he could chew the faux fur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3UKzQAUSI/AAAAAAAABus/xYw882cRrfg/s1600/DSC03230.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3UKzQAUSI/AAAAAAAABus/xYw882cRrfg/s640/DSC03230.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I had to get a picture of his tail... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3US3STJKI/AAAAAAAABuw/rHfjA-RvvNA/s1600/DSC03232.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3US3STJKI/AAAAAAAABuw/rHfjA-RvvNA/s640/DSC03232.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3UhU3BuwI/AAAAAAAABu4/BOf0KhW_Ce0/s1600/DSC03235.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3UhU3BuwI/AAAAAAAABu4/BOf0KhW_Ce0/s640/DSC03235.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Every time Cody picked him up and Brady saw his face, he'd furrow his brow, stare at his black nose, and say, "Nose."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3UmTq_WTI/AAAAAAAABu8/_COvj3T-ioQ/s1600/DSC03236.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3UmTq_WTI/AAAAAAAABu8/_COvj3T-ioQ/s640/DSC03236.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3UuY5qJEI/AAAAAAAABvA/U8m0AqDL0PE/s1600/DSC03238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3UuY5qJEI/AAAAAAAABvA/U8m0AqDL0PE/s640/DSC03238.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Trick or Treat, please! We'd say thank you after each handout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Brady has learned good manners from his aunt Tabitha and uncle Caleb. He says 'thank you' in the cutest voice after everything.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If I wipe his nose, he says, "Deh-dooh" really sweetly!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If I help him get dressed, he'll say, "Deh-dooh, Mommy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Anytime we hand him something or get him a drink, he thanks us. Isn't that so precious!?!?!?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Melts my heart every time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3VBjLSeVI/AAAAAAAABvI/lDa_YoVEaZE/s1600/DSC03245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3VBjLSeVI/AAAAAAAABvI/lDa_YoVEaZE/s640/DSC03245.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Showing Daddy our candy. He &lt;i&gt;loves&lt;/i&gt; suckers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3VFwyITNI/AAAAAAAABvM/cQa2aCwl3TA/s1600/DSC03246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3VFwyITNI/AAAAAAAABvM/cQa2aCwl3TA/s640/DSC03246.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3Vdvg3u4I/AAAAAAAABvQ/ONczhaYctmI/s1600/DSC03247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3Vdvg3u4I/AAAAAAAABvQ/ONczhaYctmI/s640/DSC03247.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3VpYk3J0I/AAAAAAAABvU/LPjpBgtwRz4/s1600/DSC03248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3VpYk3J0I/AAAAAAAABvU/LPjpBgtwRz4/s640/DSC03248.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;These two are my favorite. SOOOO grateful to be sealed to them for eternity!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3WlHtTIWI/AAAAAAAABvg/JIab-CxvWr8/s1600/DSC03251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TM3WlHtTIWI/AAAAAAAABvg/JIab-CxvWr8/s640/DSC03251.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cody is also currently reading the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; series for the first time (and speeding through them faster than Superman).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;He also works hard for Brother Nelsen - someone in our stake - and washes windows. He'll finally start his REAL job in a couple weeks (maybe even ONE week!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Cody gets more good-looking every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;And he's the biggest stud on the planet (in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; world, that is!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OH, his calling in our ward here is with the YOUTH! He works with the teachers' quorum. Perfect for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;One of their activities last week was playing dodge ball in the gym (with other wards) and Cody, of course, beat everyone. The ONLY winner by a long shot. He's soooooooo competitive, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Also, he's been assigned to lead the scouts in a huge fundraiser: a Christmas tree drive after Christmas (dealing with people's trees post-Christmas).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;He's also a wonderful father and husband to his baby and wife. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OH, and he's very excited to be the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Big Bad Wolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; (with me as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ea9999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Red Riding Hood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; and Brady as a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;puppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We love Cody.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&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/826390764419835797-4489370384353281213?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/4489370384353281213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=4489370384353281213&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4489370384353281213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/4489370384353281213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/10/update-on-codester.html' title='Update on the Codester'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-3731076160217948696</id><published>2010-10-27T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T21:16:57.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Library</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjYuDibk6I/AAAAAAAABtw/CQ8fXpTUFmc/s1600/DSC03186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjYuDibk6I/AAAAAAAABtw/CQ8fXpTUFmc/s640/DSC03186.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Uncle Caleb, Aunt Tabitha, and Nephew Brady! I love this picture. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Brady had just spilled water all over himself. ^^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjY66oQ0GI/AAAAAAAABt0/QFWGJ3aXWEY/s1600/DSC03190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjY66oQ0GI/AAAAAAAABt0/QFWGJ3aXWEY/s640/DSC03190.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Playing outside. Picking flowers. And then shooting things with them complete with sound effects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjZCM97FXI/AAAAAAAABt4/vKA6AaIGXsY/s1600/DSC03193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjZCM97FXI/AAAAAAAABt4/vKA6AaIGXsY/s640/DSC03193.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Awwwww!!! He smells flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjZGwsnjPI/AAAAAAAABt8/f5gGGrRy-UE/s1600/DSC03194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjZGwsnjPI/AAAAAAAABt8/f5gGGrRy-UE/s640/DSC03194.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tabitha is dancing in the background. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjZN7j867I/AAAAAAAABuA/6-Nh4Cmmhng/s1600/DSC03196.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjZN7j867I/AAAAAAAABuA/6-Nh4Cmmhng/s640/DSC03196.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;"Making soup" she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjZT5W_QxI/AAAAAAAABuE/GabcobfT7Pg/s1600/DSC03197.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjZT5W_QxI/AAAAAAAABuE/GabcobfT7Pg/s640/DSC03197.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was all I got. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjZZrxk61I/AAAAAAAABuI/ZTFQut7DdbU/s1600/DSC03199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjZZrxk61I/AAAAAAAABuI/ZTFQut7DdbU/s640/DSC03199.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;OH, I love this boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjZf_OS94I/AAAAAAAABuM/oHToSf5uYek/s1600/DSC03201.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjZf_OS94I/AAAAAAAABuM/oHToSf5uYek/s640/DSC03201.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kind of blurry. Oh well. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-1079910470255552411?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/1079910470255552411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=1079910470255552411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1079910470255552411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1079910470255552411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/10/enjoying-lovely-kansas-weather-friends.html' title='Enjoying Lovely Kansas Weather &amp; Friends'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMjYuDibk6I/AAAAAAAABtw/CQ8fXpTUFmc/s72-c/DSC03186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-137170703364560270</id><published>2010-10-24T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T19:07:58.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patchkin Pump, Corn Maze and Caramel Apples</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTFR9h6JyI/AAAAAAAABsc/FMxz_6JdIlc/s1600/DSC03129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTFR9h6JyI/AAAAAAAABsc/FMxz_6JdIlc/s640/DSC03129.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't center it on all three of us... I'm always horrible at that! So here are two so you get both of us. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTFZBW9TCI/AAAAAAAABsg/Sg-rP96xtK0/s1600/DSC03130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTFZBW9TCI/AAAAAAAABsg/Sg-rP96xtK0/s640/DSC03130.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTFkAxbp2I/AAAAAAAABsk/0uxHi0deYDg/s1600/DSC03127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTFkAxbp2I/AAAAAAAABsk/0uxHi0deYDg/s640/DSC03127.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They went down a tall, fun slide!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTFs--DpdI/AAAAAAAABso/VMsjS_0UoNs/s1600/DSC03139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTFs--DpdI/AAAAAAAABso/VMsjS_0UoNs/s640/DSC03139.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTF5cFbjrI/AAAAAAAABss/hFUBUrsQBl8/s1600/DSC03132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTF5cFbjrI/AAAAAAAABss/hFUBUrsQBl8/s640/DSC03132.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTGGNuMs2I/AAAAAAAABsw/mHigOfZvZY4/s1600/DSC03133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTGGNuMs2I/AAAAAAAABsw/mHigOfZvZY4/s640/DSC03133.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brady figured it out: Going through the corn was faster and way more exciting! He'd come out on the other side. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTGareOVfI/AAAAAAAABs0/S4oMCIt0qkU/s1600/DSC03140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTGareOVfI/AAAAAAAABs0/S4oMCIt0qkU/s640/DSC03140.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And THIS is what he wanted to do the ENTIRE time! As soon as he saw this tractor it was all he could think about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTGrcIDOjI/AAAAAAAABs4/uKD9r8dQnqo/s1600/DSC03144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTGrcIDOjI/AAAAAAAABs4/uKD9r8dQnqo/s640/DSC03144.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the HAYRIDE to the Pumpkin Patch!!! Brady wanted to climb around on the hay bails but had to sit while riding... so he was a bit bummed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTGx667OFI/AAAAAAAABs8/iLH5qGUWpCs/s1600/DSC03146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTGx667OFI/AAAAAAAABs8/iLH5qGUWpCs/s640/DSC03146.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTG--NWLPI/AAAAAAAABtA/leaObovybXo/s1600/DSC03148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTG--NWLPI/AAAAAAAABtA/leaObovybXo/s640/DSC03148.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTHLwRbH3I/AAAAAAAABtE/ZFmhWD4B8Xs/s1600/DSC03149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTHLwRbH3I/AAAAAAAABtE/ZFmhWD4B8Xs/s640/DSC03149.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;...trying to pose with Brady and the pumpkin... he has no time for posing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTHWB-A5KI/AAAAAAAABtI/ELmhoqno-Os/s1600/DSC03151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTHWB-A5KI/AAAAAAAABtI/ELmhoqno-Os/s640/DSC03151.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's hard to tell, but the REAL scarecrow is on the right. Sheesh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTHjSaAMhI/AAAAAAAABtM/ypPACKaa3-4/s1600/DSC03158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTHjSaAMhI/AAAAAAAABtM/ypPACKaa3-4/s640/DSC03158.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTHwWcURpI/AAAAAAAABtQ/GPbxe2KclZs/s1600/DSC03157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTHwWcURpI/AAAAAAAABtQ/GPbxe2KclZs/s640/DSC03157.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTH04VjtAI/AAAAAAAABtU/N6z8jraqrnc/s1600/DSC03161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTH04VjtAI/AAAAAAAABtU/N6z8jraqrnc/s640/DSC03161.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can't wait to eat one of these soon... yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTH_krAD1I/AAAAAAAABtY/HIs1Mkg_GuA/s1600/DSC03167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTH_krAD1I/AAAAAAAABtY/HIs1Mkg_GuA/s640/DSC03167.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTIFNvRaCI/AAAAAAAABtc/wlAA3DKTwAk/s1600/DSC03165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTIFNvRaCI/AAAAAAAABtc/wlAA3DKTwAk/s640/DSC03165.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got three pumpkins and had lots of fun! We're loving life here in Kansas. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-137170703364560270?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/137170703364560270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=137170703364560270&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/137170703364560270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/137170703364560270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/10/patchkin-pump-corn-maze-and-caramel.html' title='Patchkin Pump, Corn Maze and Caramel Apples'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTFR9h6JyI/AAAAAAAABsc/FMxz_6JdIlc/s72-c/DSC03129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-5839381919859110856</id><published>2010-10-24T18:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T18:45:24.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Returned Missionary Braden Awerkamp!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTEIK_DWzI/AAAAAAAABsU/jsFn7aq7SjQ/s1600/DSC03122.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTEIK_DWzI/AAAAAAAABsU/jsFn7aq7SjQ/s640/DSC03122.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;During our Utah Valley trip, we stopped in Orem to see my dear cousin Braden! We used to play when we were little. He was a wonderful missionary and it was fun seeing him again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTEhDEgvoI/AAAAAAAABsY/6G1PNzufxPk/s1600/DSC03125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTEhDEgvoI/AAAAAAAABsY/6G1PNzufxPk/s640/DSC03125.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brady loves wearing Daddy's hats and then always wants me to put it on after him. He'll often use the hat to shade the sun from his face, smart boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-5839381919859110856?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/5839381919859110856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=5839381919859110856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/5839381919859110856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/5839381919859110856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/10/returned-missionary-braden-awerkamp.html' title='Returned Missionary Braden Awerkamp!'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTEIK_DWzI/AAAAAAAABsU/jsFn7aq7SjQ/s72-c/DSC03122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-2991875001751310046</id><published>2010-10-24T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T18:39:09.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Petting Zoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTADmwwQMI/AAAAAAAABrc/u3eMm7VTayk/s1600/DSC03088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTADmwwQMI/AAAAAAAABrc/u3eMm7VTayk/s640/DSC03088.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Baby chickies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTAUEb-nJI/AAAAAAAABrg/FWVu4h2sR00/s1600/DSC03089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTAUEb-nJI/AAAAAAAABrg/FWVu4h2sR00/s640/DSC03089.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTAa7SYeeI/AAAAAAAABrk/yhiYWhqhl-w/s1600/DSC03092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTAa7SYeeI/AAAAAAAABrk/yhiYWhqhl-w/s640/DSC03092.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTBLWtyb5I/AAAAAAAABro/WZ1CxrH7Gl0/s1600/DSC03094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTBLWtyb5I/AAAAAAAABro/WZ1CxrH7Gl0/s640/DSC03094.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brady loved feeding the animals. He got pretty good at holding his hand flat so they could eat right out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTBP_f1crI/AAAAAAAABrs/wZBBAR_18iE/s1600/DSC03095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTBP_f1crI/AAAAAAAABrs/wZBBAR_18iE/s640/DSC03095.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTBaPL5n6I/AAAAAAAABrw/-wDY2G3ilVc/s1600/DSC03096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTBaPL5n6I/AAAAAAAABrw/-wDY2G3ilVc/s640/DSC03096.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTCBP_zywI/AAAAAAAABsI/byV6GkRfEK4/s640/DSC03108.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTCKEH-PGI/AAAAAAAABsM/nvtxynuVBSU/s1600/DSC03111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTCKEH-PGI/AAAAAAAABsM/nvtxynuVBSU/s640/DSC03111.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was so much fun!! We loved that time together as a family, as always. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTCPGdDJYI/AAAAAAAABsQ/8wHZ7aRXWi0/s1600/DSC03112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTCPGdDJYI/AAAAAAAABsQ/8wHZ7aRXWi0/s640/DSC03112.JPG" width="640" /&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/826390764419835797-2991875001751310046?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/2991875001751310046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=2991875001751310046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2991875001751310046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2991875001751310046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/10/petting-zoo.html' title='Petting Zoo!'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TMTADmwwQMI/AAAAAAAABrc/u3eMm7VTayk/s72-c/DSC03088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-277383547477480250</id><published>2010-10-19T21:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T21:25:46.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To Kill A Mockingbird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2657.To_Kill_a_Mockingbird" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="To Kill a Mockingbird" border="0" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1234606708m/2657.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/2657.To_Kill_a_Mockingbird"&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1825.Harper_Lee"&gt;Harper Lee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating: &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/117752053"&gt;4 of 5 stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally read this book! My favorite character in this book is Atticus Finch. He's going down in my book of True Heroes. He's the EPITOME of integrity. He's honest, disciplined, wise, humble, polite, controlled, not ruled by his emotions, gentle (but not weak), strong (but not arrogant), patient, loving,... I could go on and on. A true gentleman in every sense of the word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how extremely well the author writes from the perspective of a young child! I felt like she couldn't have depicted the girl's goings-on-around-her in a more accurate light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The southern accent sometimes made me laugh! It's like the writing came right off the page and I could actually hear the characters talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The courtcase was sad, but I was so intrigued! I loved how Atticus handled the case, and witnessing just how smart he was by his subtle ways. If only all lawyers were like him... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was full of wisdom that I soaked up. The world seems void of good, common sense and true principles somtimes. Scout and Jem learned lots of valuable lessons from their wise father, which I loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The one sad and incorrect part I didn't like was when the schoolteacher told the class the U.S. is a democracy, because it's not. It was set up as a REPUBLIC. We are not a democracy, like some people would want us to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/list/1478431-breeana-shill"&gt;View all my reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-277383547477480250?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/277383547477480250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=277383547477480250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/277383547477480250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/277383547477480250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/10/to-kill-mockingbird.html' title='To Kill A Mockingbird'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-706769474474347885</id><published>2010-10-17T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T07:48:50.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Picture Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I've just been having a blast and looking through pictures on my parents' computer. Next time I'm in Seattle, I'll have to upload lots of pictures of Cody growing up - I LOVE looking at those! Getting to know that life of my hubby's that I never knew... I quite enjoy it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLrnui-wnjI/AAAAAAAABrE/mB1SLn26e6w/s1600/img029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="438" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLrnui-wnjI/AAAAAAAABrE/mB1SLn26e6w/s640/img029.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This scary picture is of me at around age 3. I must've just woken up to have huge hair like that. Also, notice the hack job on my bangs? I used to cut them all the time and get spanked. :) My poor mom who did our hair every day usually had nothing to work with when trying to poof my bangs (like they did back then). :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLrsDWTFP0I/AAAAAAAABrM/ieiPYaau2Xs/s1600/Scan+102470001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="454" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLrsDWTFP0I/AAAAAAAABrM/ieiPYaau2Xs/s640/Scan+102470001.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brittany and me; probably ages 3 and 5. St. David, Arizona.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLrwJtxCQPI/AAAAAAAABrU/TBasIjg13AI/s1600/Scan+102600006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLrwJtxCQPI/AAAAAAAABrU/TBasIjg13AI/s640/Scan+102600006.jpg" width="504" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's true; I was a chunker and Brit was always petite. :) (This was maybe 1991?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLrrMnEIwwI/AAAAAAAABrI/ElcnwY3sTWA/s1600/Brady+Shill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLrrMnEIwwI/AAAAAAAABrI/ElcnwY3sTWA/s640/Brady+Shill.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can hardly believe my Brady was this tiny! (This IS Brady... since I don't have this picture I thought I'd put it on here.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-706769474474347885?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/706769474474347885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=706769474474347885&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/706769474474347885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/706769474474347885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-picture-time.html' title='Random Picture Time'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLrnui-wnjI/AAAAAAAABrE/mB1SLn26e6w/s72-c/img029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-1165824359502323044</id><published>2010-10-13T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T22:11:23.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pictures From a YEAR Ago!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was Brady's Blessing Day. And this is what he did the whole time. It was bedtime, nurse-time, "retreat" time... he cried the entire time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLZyXGr7kJI/AAAAAAAABqc/ExhASqOZ0Rg/s1600/DSC06105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLZyXGr7kJI/AAAAAAAABqc/ExhASqOZ0Rg/s640/DSC06105.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But I'm so excited about finding these pictures and just decided to post 'em and re-live the memories of this fun bi-family get-together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLZy48O466I/AAAAAAAABqg/f8lW5SnqAuo/s1600/DSC06110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLZy48O466I/AAAAAAAABqg/f8lW5SnqAuo/s640/DSC06110.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLZzRUzTzvI/AAAAAAAABqk/Vix0reaSLqE/s1600/DSC06114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLZzRUzTzvI/AAAAAAAABqk/Vix0reaSLqE/s640/DSC06114.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLZzhfnZ1SI/AAAAAAAABqo/bpS0rKeWXZo/s1600/DSC06115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLZzhfnZ1SI/AAAAAAAABqo/bpS0rKeWXZo/s640/DSC06115.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wow... he was so little and so round! (He's four months old in these pictures.) And OH-so bald. :) We absolute adore our baby boy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-1165824359502323044?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/1165824359502323044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=1165824359502323044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1165824359502323044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1165824359502323044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/10/more-pictures-from-year-ago.html' title='More Pictures From a YEAR Ago!'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TLZyXGr7kJI/AAAAAAAABqc/ExhASqOZ0Rg/s72-c/DSC06105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-6034335185883552237</id><published>2010-10-13T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T21:07:56.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post on my Sunrider Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://prosperous-health.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt; to see it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(There's a family pic taken yesterday!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-6034335185883552237?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/6034335185883552237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=6034335185883552237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/6034335185883552237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/6034335185883552237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-post-on-my-sunrider-blog.html' title='New Post on my Sunrider Blog'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-7400265913516697390</id><published>2010-10-08T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T15:40:22.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Chapter: Kansas! + *Note to All of You from Rexburg*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We are in Derby, Kansas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Saturday October 2nd, we travelled to Tuelle, Utah and stayed with Mark and Kathie (my uncle and aunt) in their EXTREMELY lovely home. Brady was in heaven and had never seen so many toys in his life. They even had a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;blow-up jumping castle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in their basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched conference with them and then headed to Orem, UT for a big Steinagel family gathering. That was a lot of fun! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;We enjoyed catching up with family members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Awerkamps, Duvals, Addison &amp;amp; Anna, Angie and John, and tons of other people I didn't know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few hours of sleep on Sunday night/Monday morning, we awoke EARLY, packed up our things, and headed for the Salt Lake City airport. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Brady and I flew to Denver than to Wichita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;while everyone else (Cody, Mom, Dad, Kecia, Caleb, and Tabitha) drove with vehicles and a trailer full of all our stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say how thankful I am that Brady and I flew instead of drove?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt; I'm extremely, completely, inexplicably FULL of gratitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that we did not have to drive 15 hours but took a couple short flights home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, four days later, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;we're moved into the basement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(with most of our belongings in my parents' garage) and settled in. Cody goes out and washes windows and comes home to study for the Kansas license he has to get before starting his job selling insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a lot of fun! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Cody bought me flowers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a couple days ago!! He's so sweet. I was so surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Sweet Brady has been sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :( For the first few days he was whiny, easily upset, and his nose was CONSTANTLY running. The transition hasn't been too easy on him. He likes to be with Mom and Dad in his home with &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been better today, though, and seems used to the change. He's been playing happily with Tabitha and Caleb without crying ever few minutes. Now to get rid of the runny nose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, our plans are to continue with our &lt;i&gt;Total Money Makeover&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;baby steps&lt;/b&gt;, get Cody's &lt;b&gt;test taken&lt;/b&gt; to start his &lt;b&gt;new job&lt;/b&gt;, apply him to &lt;b&gt;Friends University&lt;/b&gt; (yes, of course, I'll be the one doing that... he's a lucky man) and prepare for the &lt;b&gt;HOLIDAYS&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;** To Everyone in Rexburg **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;(If you're from Rexburg, and you're reading this, this applies to &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We want to say thank you, thank you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; to those of you who helped us pack, clean, move, etc.!! Thank you so very much!! We were so humbled and SO grateful for all of your help!! We wish we were there to return the favor in any way we can. We really appreciate the service you all rendered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And to everyone else in Rexburg, we miss you so much! &lt;b&gt;We're sorry if we didn't say goodbye&lt;/b&gt;... there were too many of you we love that we didn't get to see just before leaving. Goodbye, Rexburg Friends! We love you dearly and miss you very much. I'm sad I didn't get to see EACH ONE OF YOU and give you a huge hug before we left... It was sad leaving there. Well... Cody was excited, but I really wanted to take you all with me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;OH WELL, life goes on. Just wanted to write that for closure that I didn't get before we left!&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/826390764419835797-7400265913516697390?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/7400265913516697390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=7400265913516697390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7400265913516697390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7400265913516697390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-chapter-kansas-note-to-all-of-you.html' title='New Chapter: Kansas! + *Note to All of You from Rexburg*'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-628662157014900508</id><published>2010-09-23T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T13:42:03.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cody: My Best Friend, My Prince Charming, My Man</title><content type='html'>I just need to take a moment here, for the sake of telling the world and also for recording it in&amp;nbsp;our future family book (this blog),&amp;nbsp;for my wonderful husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJuZ_Ft5D-I/AAAAAAAABpU/DY8VBYkQUec/s1600/Family+Videos+%26+Photos+131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJuZ_Ft5D-I/AAAAAAAABpU/DY8VBYkQUec/s640/Family+Videos+%26+Photos+131.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Since I still don't have my camera, you get old pictures...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody has been working so hard! I'm beyond proud of him. He washes windows every day and makes good money (which we owe to Heavenly Father and feel very humbled)! Yesterday he made about $250 and has been pretty consistent in averaging at least $200 daily. He seems like he almost ENJOYS doing it. He's a wonderful provider for our lil' family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJubAUc1IvI/AAAAAAAABpc/7eFGzOVkzP4/s1600/Window+washing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJubAUc1IvI/AAAAAAAABpc/7eFGzOVkzP4/s400/Window+washing.jpg" width="397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(This is actually Cody. Just kidding. Thanks, Google Images.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody is a FABULOUS Daddy. :) He loves snuggling with Brady - they love snuggling together. They already&amp;nbsp;watch football together! Brady loves to show Daddy all the things he did or learned that day, like helping mom unload the dishwasher (meaning ACTUALLY helping) or "Patty-Cakes" or saying a new word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJubUn--tnI/AAAAAAAABpk/PNLEBpb6_6o/s1600/Family+Videos+%26+Photos+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJubUn--tnI/AAAAAAAABpk/PNLEBpb6_6o/s640/Family+Videos+%26+Photos+008.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(My snuggly-wuggly boys!&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Cody will roll his eyes whenever he reads this... xoxo, babe&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody is a great cook! He cooks as much as I do... we make a great team. In fact, he usually has a hard time thinking of WHAT to make, so I usually start dinner (or at least have an idea), and he makes it. He gets rather focused in the kitchen so he cooks faster than I do. I tend to clean up at the same time and he likes to just GET THE FOOD MADE, haha. So he'll cook, make a big mess, and I'll clean it up, often times. Fine by me! Cooking can be fun, but it's not at the top of my list every single day. So I'm grateful for a husband whose also talented in the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJudGPztBKI/AAAAAAAABps/AX7alCEy1Zg/s1600/Family+Videos+%26+Photos+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJudGPztBKI/AAAAAAAABps/AX7alCEy1Zg/s640/Family+Videos+%26+Photos+037.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(He made my favotie salad for my birthday. YUMMMMMM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody is a wonderful athlete! I really enjoy watching him play sports. I feel a great sense of pride at having such a sporty hubby. :) I always wanted an athletic man, and I got a pretty darn good one! Sometimes if people are talking sports, I'll throw in my opinions which&amp;nbsp;aren't even mine, they're all Cody's! I just agree with what he says regarding sports. ESPN is a regular channel on at our house (thankfully not too much, though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJue8LvYnGI/AAAAAAAABp0/w5yJ94fQhLc/s1600/sports.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJue8LvYnGI/AAAAAAAABp0/w5yJ94fQhLc/s320/sports.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Cody is the best husband in the world and I'm so happy to be his wife. :) He is so sweet to me and tells me he loves me in so many ways! I'm excited to see him when he gets home every single day. He's the love of my life and I'm truly a blessed woman. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU, CODY DEAREST!&lt;/strong&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/826390764419835797-628662157014900508?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/628662157014900508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=628662157014900508&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/628662157014900508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/628662157014900508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/09/cody-my-best-friend-my-prince-charming.html' title='Cody: My Best Friend, My Prince Charming, My Man'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJuZ_Ft5D-I/AAAAAAAABpU/DY8VBYkQUec/s72-c/Family+Videos+%26+Photos+131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-8928052365401905356</id><published>2010-09-21T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T17:16:28.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brady Prays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;When we say, "Time for prayer!" Brady drops whatever he's doing, gets on his stomach, and puts his face flat on the floor. Isn't that adorable!? He's seen Cody and me pray and we usually put our face near our hands on the floor or couch, so he thinks praying means putting our face in the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"&gt;Cody and I can't get enough of it! We love announcing that it's time for prayer. :)&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/826390764419835797-8928052365401905356?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/8928052365401905356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=8928052365401905356&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/8928052365401905356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/8928052365401905356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/09/brady-prays.html' title='Brady Prays'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-3665102655939923472</id><published>2010-09-18T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T16:47:16.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Moving to Kansas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJUisa7hS9I/AAAAAAAABoo/V8Qw1dacEMo/s1600/wichita.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJUisa7hS9I/AAAAAAAABoo/V8Qw1dacEMo/s400/wichita.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yep, it's true. I know what you're thinking: "Of COURSE you're moving again!" Tell me about it. Actually... don't. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ever since we moved here, Cody has been thinking in the back of his mind where&amp;nbsp;we would move next. After serving a mission and doing summer sales, a new move (or transfer) was always in the near future. Moving sort of became a hobby or habit, a way of thinking, even.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;However, we have moved enough times in two years to last a lifetime, in my opinion. I haven't wanted to leave Rexburg until Cody had his degree AND/OR we were out of debt (which we're working on, yaaaay!). Even though we have no family here, I had ZERO desire to move anywhere at all (at least for a few years).&amp;nbsp;I have felt like each time we've moved it's set us back and we've never accomplished anything, other than up-rooting our lives physically, mentally, emotionally, socially, ETC. That has not been easy on me, especially now that we have Brady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJUihc0cfZI/AAAAAAAABoY/QEP1fcA8t2g/s1600/The+Sunflower+State.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJUihc0cfZI/AAAAAAAABoY/QEP1fcA8t2g/s400/The+Sunflower+State.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So around springtime, Cody wanted to move once our lease was up (December) and his planning and ideas were already in the works. I, on the other hand, was planning on &lt;em&gt;staying put&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;After much communication over a period of time, listening to the spirit,&amp;nbsp;many prayers, and fasting, we've come to a wonderful compromise and conclusion. Our decision has been extremely gradual and ever-growing better and better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our compromise is that I will move for Cody one last time (for a while) if we won't move again for a minimum of FIVE YEARS after this. And that works perfectly with his job he's promised to do for a minimum of five years. I've also consented to move if he finishes school and gets his degree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;On October 1st, my parents (and some younger siblings) will arrive in Rexburg with a large truck and trailer to haul our stuff in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My dad will drive that home, Cody will drive our car, and Brady and I will fly from Salt Lake to Wichita on October 4th. We had $200 for a plane ticket voucher and got our ticket for free! We'll also be saving an arm and a leg by not having to get a U-Haul. Lovely tender mercies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJUiclHikLI/AAAAAAAABoQ/3llfLZj2vGM/s1600/Kansas+City.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJUiclHikLI/AAAAAAAABoQ/3llfLZj2vGM/s400/Kansas+City.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We'll live with my parents for a while (best part! ... just kidding). But we ARE looking forward to&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;so we can&amp;nbsp;get out of debt even faster and sooner. (Thanks, Mom and Dad!) Another tender mercy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cody will start school a.s.a.p. at Friends University, taking one long class a week 'til he graduates (it's set up differently than semesters).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Our biggest reason for moving (I know, you thought it was family, didn't you?) is the job Cody will be working. He's going into supplemental insurance sales, year-round. He'll travel and&amp;nbsp;sell 4 days a week or less. After five years, he gets to keep all his "apps", or sales, for life! He could quit after five years, but we'll still be getting a nice paycheck &lt;em&gt;for the rest of our lives&lt;/em&gt;. Another tendery mercy (a good job!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now that I have a piano, I am considering teaching beginner's piano lessons. I also want to throw lots of Sunrider parties, which I love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Once Cody's through with school, I would love to at least set a goal to, and get, my Associate's degree, and then eventually Bachelor's, Master's, etc. (even if it takes forty years!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJUimEt1_UI/AAAAAAAABog/E8IXALMdSbY/s1600/Wheat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJUimEt1_UI/AAAAAAAABog/E8IXALMdSbY/s400/Wheat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We are doing Dave Ramsey's &lt;em&gt;Total Money Makeover&lt;/em&gt; (thanks to&amp;nbsp;those of you&amp;nbsp;who recommended his book!) and once we're finished with Baby Step 2 - Debt Snowball (pay off all debt), we'll rent a place and begin Baby Step 3, and so on. We'll save up to pay cash for our first home and are willing to wait however long that will take. We've learned all debt is bad debt. There's no such thing as "good debt". Anyway... getting off track, here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So now you know and I won't have to explain hundreds of times. I'm really, really sad to be leaving Rexburg because of the many, MANY sweet people and friends here (not that our friends aren't people...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes, I'm very excited to live by my family, but I'm even MORE excited... like, times ONE HUNDRED, that we're going somewhere to STAY PUT for a minimum of FIVE YEARS. WOOHOO!!!!!! Moving is so incredibly hard on me, so I am THRILLED that we'll get to plant some roots, stay a while, and accomplish some big things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cody resigned at Chase Bank about 2-3 weeks ago and has been washing windows door-to-door ever since. He does SUCH a good job and we've been very blessed (he makes more washing windows than at Chase, plus he hated sitting at a desk staring at a computer screen).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We've got our emergency fund saved up, we'll have our moving fund covered once his next paycheck arrives (any day), we're crossing debts off the list (SUCH A GOOD FEELING!), we're on the same page... LIFE IS GOOD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Heavenly Father has really blessed us more than we know. We're thankful to pay tithes and fast offerings in grattitude for his countless blessings and tender mercies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJUiclHikLI/AAAAAAAABoQ/3llfLZj2vGM/s1600/Kansas+City.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJUiclHikLI/AAAAAAAABoQ/3llfLZj2vGM/s400/Kansas+City.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rexburgians... we will miss you terribly. You have all been so wonderful. :) Thank you for everything. :) Thanks, friends and fam, for all the support. WE LOVE YA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;P.S. I dispersed pictures of Kansas throughout this post. :) Yes, people dwell in Kansas; shocking to many of you, I know. *wink* It is a very lovely state. &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/826390764419835797-3665102655939923472?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/3665102655939923472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=3665102655939923472&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3665102655939923472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3665102655939923472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/09/were-moving-to-kansas.html' title='We&apos;re Moving to Kansas'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TJUisa7hS9I/AAAAAAAABoo/V8Qw1dacEMo/s72-c/wichita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-3493347002466447467</id><published>2010-09-15T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T09:40:48.362-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Ones Pay Attention</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning I said to Brady,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Guess what? When Daddy gets home from the temple this morning, we're going to read scriptures before he goes to work!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I went back to what I was doing. The next thing I know, he opened the TV cabinet, pulled out the Book of Mormon, and brought it to me, then went about his business playing with toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awwww! So sweet! I didn't expect that... He's a smart little boy. :) We LOVE him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-3493347002466447467?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/3493347002466447467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=3493347002466447467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3493347002466447467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/3493347002466447467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/09/little-ones-pay-attention.html' title='The Little Ones Pay Attention'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-7012916357751765108</id><published>2010-09-14T14:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T14:56:07.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still in Love After All These... well... Two Years. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_Hh-0cRyI/AAAAAAAABng/oBmWaejniHY/s1600/DSC_0275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_Hh-0cRyI/AAAAAAAABng/oBmWaejniHY/s640/DSC_0275.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_IHtkUeNI/AAAAAAAABno/oLNhTpPet1Q/s1600/DSC_0276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_IHtkUeNI/AAAAAAAABno/oLNhTpPet1Q/s640/DSC_0276.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_IdNZ16wI/AAAAAAAABnw/He0BMmoE5I8/s1600/DSC_0277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_IdNZ16wI/AAAAAAAABnw/He0BMmoE5I8/s640/DSC_0277.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_I_2LuGUI/AAAAAAAABn4/n7xtKZ5g3U4/s1600/DSC_0278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_I_2LuGUI/AAAAAAAABn4/n7xtKZ5g3U4/s640/DSC_0278.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_Jb4_49dI/AAAAAAAABoA/uDGd5Ut5kh0/s1600/DSC_0280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_Jb4_49dI/AAAAAAAABoA/uDGd5Ut5kh0/s640/DSC_0280.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;First word that came to my mind (with the picture above): Giraffe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can you guess why? Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_KGb6V-RI/AAAAAAAABoI/EZee_v9zG_g/s1600/DSC_0282.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_KGb6V-RI/AAAAAAAABoI/EZee_v9zG_g/s640/DSC_0282.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Married for 27 months and 1 day... and still in love despite life's rocky path!&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/826390764419835797-7012916357751765108?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/7012916357751765108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=7012916357751765108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7012916357751765108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7012916357751765108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/09/still-in-love-after-all-these-well-two.html' title='Still in Love After All These... well... Two Years. :)'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_Hh-0cRyI/AAAAAAAABng/oBmWaejniHY/s72-c/DSC_0275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-6198049620456551767</id><published>2010-09-14T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T13:59:36.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures - FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edited Photos&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;by the Lovely Miriam Lusk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-odxBs0uI/AAAAAAAABlQ/-7HXslvTXkA/s1600/shill+1+web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="454" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-odxBs0uI/AAAAAAAABlQ/-7HXslvTXkA/s640/shill+1+web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-sVUE68tI/AAAAAAAABlY/cesq3-suSK8/s1600/shill+3+web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-sVUE68tI/AAAAAAAABlY/cesq3-suSK8/s640/shill+3+web.jpg" width="460" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;There was a four-wheeler under an awning and Brady wanted to drive that thing more than anything. He is SUCH a boy... anything that can be driven or electronically controlled... he's all for it. We'll have to sign him up for every sport imaginable so he doesn't turn into an addicted&amp;nbsp;video gamer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-tH8_rCdI/AAAAAAAABlg/TWvBCDUtvGE/s1600/shill+6+web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-tH8_rCdI/AAAAAAAABlg/TWvBCDUtvGE/s640/shill+6+web.jpg" width="528" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Brady is a bright, sweet and smiley boy... but it was close to bedtime and his smiles were few and far between. Plus, he wanted to explore every detail and ounce of that farm and had zero interest in looking at the camera or standing still. Miriam did great for the squirmer she had to work with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-uFedRSvI/AAAAAAAABlo/5b_VW-hj8Jw/s1600/shill+5+web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-uFedRSvI/AAAAAAAABlo/5b_VW-hj8Jw/s640/shill+5+web.jpg" width="458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I love this one! We love that Brady gives us sweet kisses! We can't hug and kiss him enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-utHSMqUI/AAAAAAAABlw/UublOP0hdtY/s1600/shill+9+web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="442" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-utHSMqUI/AAAAAAAABlw/UublOP0hdtY/s640/shill+9+web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The Shill Fam-Damily. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-vVejQDRI/AAAAAAAABl4/sZblvsWTRSw/s640/shill+11+web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;UNedited Pictures and Silly Pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-6gm7IcRI/AAAAAAAABmA/nuFCQxPFX6w/s1600/DSC_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-6gm7IcRI/AAAAAAAABmA/nuFCQxPFX6w/s640/DSC_0002.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Look at those cute, little closed eyes! Haha, I think this little face is adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-7GzI3dOI/AAAAAAAABmI/gTEgMlecUhI/s1600/DSC_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-7GzI3dOI/AAAAAAAABmI/gTEgMlecUhI/s640/DSC_0011.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-7Ov9rlFI/AAAAAAAABmQ/E30jLQs2CfQ/s1600/DSC_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-7Ov9rlFI/AAAAAAAABmQ/E30jLQs2CfQ/s640/DSC_0015.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Brady's giving me loves (he's actually reaching for the person closest to what he wants...) and Cody looks a bit high. ;) I can pick on him b/c I look RIDICULOUS in pictures more often than he does. My animated facial expressions get me&amp;nbsp;in trouble when there's a camera around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-8zHUIzSI/AAAAAAAABmY/wN7FkWxzlJY/s1600/DSC_0036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-8zHUIzSI/AAAAAAAABmY/wN7FkWxzlJY/s640/DSC_0036.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;(See what I mean?)&amp;nbsp;Haha, Cody looks like he's got a big ol' BELLY in this picture! But don't worry... he's still flat-abbed and sexy as ever; in one of the pictures, I look like I've gained 20 lbs JUST in my middle and have a saggy chest, it's funny what pictures can do to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-8_UtN37I/AAAAAAAABmg/2JghQRm_5Hg/s1600/DSC_0042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-8_UtN37I/AAAAAAAABmg/2JghQRm_5Hg/s640/DSC_0042.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Brady: LET ME GO! I want to play in the grass! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Oh my heavens... he was way too fascinated with his surroundings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI--OSJESOI/AAAAAAAABmo/WdIsQLJNvNU/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI--OSJESOI/AAAAAAAABmo/WdIsQLJNvNU/s640/DSC_0064.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This one was ALMOST great! There are a lot of "almost" great ones. Miriam was so patient. :) But I like that you can see each of our eye colors really well in this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI--crBPp8I/AAAAAAAABmw/nmldIL17ntI/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI--crBPp8I/AAAAAAAABmw/nmldIL17ntI/s640/DSC_0070.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI--v2VZxNI/AAAAAAAABm4/hrW0aLxzsOk/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI--v2VZxNI/AAAAAAAABm4/hrW0aLxzsOk/s640/DSC_0084.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-_lWlwLmI/AAAAAAAABnA/CpBJRhX2vvI/s1600/DSC_0137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-_lWlwLmI/AAAAAAAABnA/CpBJRhX2vvI/s640/DSC_0137.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_BU_UfBrI/AAAAAAAABnI/hV0yoTUkxWU/s1600/DSC_0186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_BU_UfBrI/AAAAAAAABnI/hV0yoTUkxWU/s640/DSC_0186.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_CX9qNthI/AAAAAAAABnQ/hJBYodPz9eU/s1600/DSC_0242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_CX9qNthI/AAAAAAAABnQ/hJBYodPz9eU/s640/DSC_0242.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Brady's pointing at the cows. They were just staring right at him. It was his favorite part of the photo shoot. :) My man and my baby were both pretty tired; Cody works full days washing windows and Brady's switching from two naps to one... so they're both lacking in energy if you can't tell. But they did great for being tired; I love my boys! (And these pictures!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_CkNk1lbI/AAAAAAAABnY/o_d3dvut8bo/s1600/DSC_0263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI_CkNk1lbI/AAAAAAAABnY/o_d3dvut8bo/s640/DSC_0263.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Walking off into eternity... Yep, it's sappy... but true!&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/826390764419835797-6198049620456551767?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/6198049620456551767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=6198049620456551767&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/6198049620456551767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/6198049620456551767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/09/family-pictures-finally.html' title='Family Pictures - FINALLY!'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TI-odxBs0uI/AAAAAAAABlQ/-7HXslvTXkA/s72-c/shill+1+web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-2915345111035760160</id><published>2010-09-05T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T13:04:41.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Future NFL Player</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TIPa0exq7WI/AAAAAAAABkw/OImcYEX9fV4/s1600/football.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TIPa0exq7WI/AAAAAAAABkw/OImcYEX9fV4/s320/football.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Several days ago, Brady found his little football. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;He got so excited, he&amp;nbsp;lifted it above his head and started walking around the house saying, &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Buh-ball! Buh-ball! Buh-ball!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in a little-man voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I laughed so hard!&amp;nbsp;Since I left my camera in Utah, I couldn't record it or take a picture, but I called Cody at work and told him. 'Daddy' thought it was hilarious! Cody's dream is for Brady to be pro athlete - same&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;most dads&amp;nbsp;- so he got a kick out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now we've taught him &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;"TOUCHDOWN!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and Daddy teaches him about the game when it's on TV. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And every time Brady finds his football, he looks at us and says, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;"Buh-ball!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He knows he gets a reaction. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We love our all-boy little boy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-2915345111035760160?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/2915345111035760160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=2915345111035760160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2915345111035760160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/2915345111035760160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/09/future-nfl-player.html' title='Future NFL Player'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/TIPa0exq7WI/AAAAAAAABkw/OImcYEX9fV4/s72-c/football.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-1669693880476938920</id><published>2010-09-04T14:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T14:58:15.944-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dr. Appointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Brady Grant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;25 lbs and 33" tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;57th percentile for weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;80th percentile for head circumference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Lots of brains" is what they say to be nice&amp;nbsp;when you've got a big-headed baby... sounds good to me! Haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;93rd percentile for height.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tall like his Daddy. Daddy couldn't be "prouder". :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Brady's 3rd time seeing a doctor. Once for a pointless well-baby check-up in the ghetto of Modesto, California, once several months ago when he was sick, and once two days ago for another well-baby check-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that well-baby check-ups make me laugh!!! Basically, doctors get paid out the wazoo&amp;nbsp;to ask&amp;nbsp;questions like, "Is he walking? Is he talking? Is he eating?", have&amp;nbsp;a nurse weigh them, measure them, and then&amp;nbsp;pronounce them "perfectly fine". Taking about 15 minutes (MAX) of their time. Hahaha! Both times I've gotten him a well-baby check-up, I almost feel insulted as a mother! Okay, not really, but I mean I could've told you that my baby is just fine,&amp;nbsp;moms aren't&amp;nbsp;idiots! I'm glad we have doctors and that they're there, like the time we saw one when he was actually SICK, but "well-baby" check-ups seem like a great way to really add&amp;nbsp;lots of&amp;nbsp;pretty pennies to the medical field. I guess if you're into shots then those are the main thing they do during those appointments, but if not... totally pointless. (haha, no pun intended!!!) I'm glad they instigate well-baby check-ups for completely and totally irresponsible and incapable people who parent children, but other than that... waste of time and $$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Watson was very nice and I really liked him. Instantly friendly and easy to talk to. If we were staying here in Rexburg, I'd keep him as our pediatrician for sure. And see him when Brady would be UNwell. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-1669693880476938920?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/1669693880476938920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=1669693880476938920&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1669693880476938920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/1669693880476938920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/09/dr-appointment.html' title='Dr. Appointment'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-7447076028782868803</id><published>2010-09-04T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T14:36:40.798-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive Mini-Vacation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Last weekend Cody, Brady and I went to Utah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed with &lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;Matt and Kayla Collins&lt;/span&gt; - good friends of ours for the last few years. They have a sweet little 4-month-old boy, Maxson, and it was so fun being around such a tiny baby again (but without all the nursing woes, mastitis, and exhuastion)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;It was a very productive weekend!&lt;/span&gt; I love being productive. First and foremost, the reason we went to utah altogether, was for &lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;Dave and Amy Healey's sealing in the Timpanogas Temple&lt;/span&gt;. We arrived to Utah Thursday evening in time for their casual ice cream get-together celebrating their marriage. It was wonderful seeing them again! It'd be nice if we could get together with them more often. We watched a sweet video of their wedding a year ago that was SO sweet. I was either getting goosebumps or laughing (especially when Dave was in his nice tux with an open umbrella resting on his shoulder that we was twirling so quaintly, haha! Matt and Cody were cracking up at that - we LOVE Dave and Amy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to their sealing while sweet Matt and Kayla babysat Brady. It was a beautiful sealing with a lot of people there! We're so, so happy for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember all the details of what we did and when, but during the trip&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt; I got together with Bonnie Zimmerman&lt;/span&gt;, a dear friend of mine, and we had a great time catching up and talking. She's one of those people that is just SO easy to be around and there's never an awkward, dull, or unpleasant moment. I learn a lot from her, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;We dropped off maternity clothes to Anika Hills Prows&lt;/span&gt;, another sweet friend of mine! When I got pregnant with Brady, she loaned me her clothes and then Cody accidentally gave them all to D.I. thinking they were giveaway clothes (I failed to specify which bins were to keep and which were D.I.) haha! So I told Anika I'd give her all the maternity clothes I obtained for the next time she got pregnant, and she is now! I was thrilled to do this b/c I've been meaning to give her the clothes for over a YEAR now... it feels good to check that off my list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;We went on a hike to Stewart (Stuart?) Falls &lt;/span&gt;with Cody and Kate Leishman, Brandon Solomon and his girlfriend, Chase, and Spencer and his wife. They're all friends of Cody's. It was a four-mile hike total... and BOY did it whip me into shape, GALL. Cody had the heaviest load with 25-lb Brady in a baby backpack on his back! Brady was loving it and vocalizing the entire time, not kidding. Meaning he was letting a continuous string of words, or pitch, the whole time! He got so incredibly tired on the way back and fell asleep even though he had nowhere to rest his head, so it would often smack into the back of Cody's head or just bob from side to side. He was exhausted, poor baby! Anyway, it was a lot of fun and we loved the physical activity and being up in the beautiful mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;Brady had his first trip to a Petting Zoo!&lt;/span&gt; Cody, Brady, and I all had a LOT of fun at that cute little petting zoo. There were some of the TINIEST little baby goats that I wanted to take home and keep like a puppy! Brady loved all the animals. We saw lots of different kinds. :) There was a pig, cows, horses, ponies, chickens, turkeys, roosters, chicks, and different kinds of each of those animals! Brady fed them from the palms of his hands - SO ADORABLE! He acted like he owned the place. He even fed a humongous cow, whose tongue felt like gooey, rough sandpaper... yeah, I was pretty grossed out by that tongue! We bought Brady a toy tractor and took pictures. (I accidentally left our camera in Utah so I'll post the pictures another time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin &lt;span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;Braden Awerkamp just returned from a mission&lt;/span&gt; so we got to go see him! He looks great and was a wonderful missionary. He told us his stories of getting mugged, having no electricity, living by candlelight, and other fun things! He's already starting school again and looking for work to earn money. It was fun seeing him. We played as children all growing up at every family reunion (me, him, and Kenzie). Loved seeing him! (and the rest of his fam-damily, too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"&gt;We also saw Ana, Addison, and Alex &lt;/span&gt;(though breifly!). I wish we could've spent more time with them. I FINALLY returned Ana's What to Expect when You're Expecting and Twilight books and a baby blanket we borrowed for Brady once a long time ago. So, BIG YAY for me.... another thing marked off my to-do list!!! Ana is pregnant - YAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!! She works hard as apartment manager for a complex and full-time wife and mommy. And now being PREGNANT on top of all that so energy's low... I don't know how she does it. She was also going to school, but now she's taking a much-deserved break. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;We visited the Duvals&lt;/span&gt; for a bit, which I always love doing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;Matt was so sweet and washed our car&lt;/span&gt; for us with his awesome power washer! It looks so much better now! And luckily Cody was able to do something in return for them by washing some basement windows stained with hard water. (They just rented out their basement and were fixing it up really nice - not that it needed anyithing, really, other than appliances!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;I also completed a book&lt;/span&gt; while we were there, and we probably watched at least ten movies all weekend... GALL. Matt and Kayla have a lot of good ones. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a GREAT trip! We enjoyed the time together, and also the fun times with friends and family members. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures to come soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-7447076028782868803?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/7447076028782868803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=7447076028782868803&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7447076028782868803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7447076028782868803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/09/productive-mini-vacation.html' title='Productive Mini-Vacation!'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-7233901407475824480</id><published>2010-08-26T10:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:42:03.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Intelligent Little Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning, I asked Brady (15 months old)&amp;nbsp;while slipping some socks on his feet, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Okay, are you about ready for your morning nap?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His response:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Nnnnooooooo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was speechless! Today is the first time he's ever said no, let alone answer a question with 'no'! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I adore my sweet little man. He's just so smart! We have conversations together all the time and they are the best parts of my entire day. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/826390764419835797-7233901407475824480?l=codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/feeds/7233901407475824480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=826390764419835797&amp;postID=7233901407475824480&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7233901407475824480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/826390764419835797/posts/default/7233901407475824480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://codyandbreeanashill.blogspot.com/2010/08/intelligent-little-soul.html' title='Intelligent Little Soul'/><author><name>Breeana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Jklj6t9A8zw/S1ezDyrfsXI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0urymJq6Pdo/S220/Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-826390764419835797.post-8841304079783620173</id><published>2010-08-20T14:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T14:46:32.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MUST DOCUMENT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;...BRADY SAID HIS NAME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;On August 19th, 2010, our sweet little 15-month-old said his very own name. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-
