<?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-4527520268998800008</id><updated>2012-02-10T18:56:04.484-08:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='Razorback Tailgating'/><category term='Ballet'/><category term='First Cereal'/><category term='Reid. Isabella'/><category term='It&apos;s my life'/><category term='Award'/><category term='Abigial'/><category term='Bella and Abby'/><category term='brother'/><category term='September 11'/><category term='Abby'/><category term='bella'/><category term='Circus'/><category term='Reid 6 months'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='First Day of School'/><category term='House'/><category term='Cousins'/><category term='Sisters'/><category term='Louisiana'/><category term='blog design'/><category term='Reid'/><category term='Family Fun'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Cooper Birthday'/><category term='sweet'/><category term='Recital'/><category term='Race for the Cure'/><category term='Catch up'/><category term='Fame'/><category term='Pumpkin PAtch'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Bella Fairy Tale Ball'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='dance'/><category term='HApPy BiRtHdAy'/><category term='Mothers Day'/><category term='Haircut'/><title type='text'>Sparkles and Dust it's all about the Chesnutt's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-4762911664920329890</id><published>2010-12-26T18:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T18:38:14.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I can’t believe how long it has been since I have posted…Hope you and your family&amp;#160; have a Merry Christmas.&amp;#160; We sure did and feel very blessed.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/TRf8E9iXwmI/AAAAAAAADBM/uH_o59VUPAI/s1600-h/4726%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="4726" border="0" alt="4726" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/TRf8FXTO_lI/AAAAAAAADBQ/92z0qw-LP2Y/4726_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="568" height="387" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-4762911664920329890?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/4762911664920329890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=4762911664920329890' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4762911664920329890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4762911664920329890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/TRf8FXTO_lI/AAAAAAAADBQ/92z0qw-LP2Y/s72-c/4726_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-2368425481785371583</id><published>2010-03-18T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T20:31:23.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>Competition and some Extra's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S6Lr_tVlY7I/AAAAAAAAC-Y/nja6tJ3G5Xo/s1600-h/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450177978806133682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S6Lr_tVlY7I/AAAAAAAAC-Y/nja6tJ3G5Xo/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had another exciting week this week. Abby had her first soccer practice and she loved it but she was sad that she had to miss one of her dance classes. Macie Jane had worked with Abby and when she was at practice everyone was shocked she had not played soccer before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 720px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 478px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs478.snc3/26180_1418572026569_1300684095_31142801_669382_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Move onto Sunday and spring forward an hour + competition + 2 girls = CRAZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Sunday morning I was awoken by 2 very excited girls @ 4am...Yes this is not a typo 4am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which I promptly sent them back to bed for an hour. We had to be at the Competition ready by 7 am. Very sad for me. We made it and we were actually EARLY. My girls did an amazing job. I was a very proud mama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450176715938315810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S6Lq2MybviI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/ZqQzcpPgwf8/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450177957661019346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S6Lr-ekMjNI/AAAAAAAAC-I/bFn3fHgCNhs/s320/DSC_0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450177937095223026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S6Lr9R87ZvI/AAAAAAAAC94/0YAzNMr4ILE/s320/DSC_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450176730738266050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S6Lq3D7BD8I/AAAAAAAAC9g/fgrZEpK__38/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450176753867303698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S6Lq4aFaKxI/AAAAAAAAC9w/fbHIYqyAqrE/s320/DSC_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby's dance got First Place Elite Platinum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450176723146342290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S6Lq2no9f5I/AAAAAAAAC9Y/D9HF4NuV1QE/s320/DSC_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella's dance got First Elite Gold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450176746515553538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S6Lq3-snXQI/AAAAAAAAC9o/rL5VZiSVQ3g/s320/DSC_0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was our dance studio's first year to do competition&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450177946357155378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S6Lr90dJRjI/AAAAAAAAC-A/RBZkOVcF2ig/s320/DSC_0091.JPG" border="0" /&gt; and everyone did such a wonderful job. I also realized we are exactly where we should be. As a mother some of the music and costumes were soooo inappropriate. I know to each there own but I am blessed to have found such a wonderful dance studio for my girls!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450177964248227378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S6Lr-3GtXjI/AAAAAAAAC-Q/wkmojhpFbXQ/s320/DSC_0096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday : David and I packed up with some friends and headed back to Kansas City to see Bon Jovi in Concert. We had a great time and it was great to sit at dinner not chasing a kiddo around or trying to strap hi back in his high chair. My phone was dead at the concert but I did get a photo of David and I before we left. Thanks mom and dad for watching the kids. What a great birthday present I gave my dad:)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 641px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 428px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs478.snc3/26180_1418573346602_1300684095_31142831_3364140_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-2368425481785371583?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/2368425481785371583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=2368425481785371583' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2368425481785371583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2368425481785371583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2010/03/competition-and-some-extras.html' title='Competition and some Extra&apos;s'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S6Lr_tVlY7I/AAAAAAAAC-Y/nja6tJ3G5Xo/s72-c/DSC_0107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-7805922949463053554</id><published>2010-03-07T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:19:36.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so I never figured myself as a big dancing mom but I guess I am. Bella had her first dancing competition. We had a blast. It was a crazy weekend but she did so great and she said she really wants to do it again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446102222105689058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5RxHccTO-I/AAAAAAAAC5A/Xc7S6pr9qS4/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Friday after school we picked up the Jones girls and dropped of Reid at my dad's for my first time away from him. He seemed not to care a lick as there was dirt to play with. Than we hoped in the car and headed to Kansas City for our first competition. The girls were so excited when we got to the hotel. My wonderful mom came with us. She was so helpful. I couldn't have done it without her. IT was kinda crazy we had NINE people in our hotel room....6 kids and 3 adults...At least we got the beds haha. Man those girls can eat a ton of food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446102214208503170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5RxG_BdvYI/AAAAAAAAC44/n_Arn1lpLlM/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we had to be p and ready by 630 and leave our hotel by 715 to get to the music hall and find out where we were supposed to be. Whew. It was crazy we had 11 little girls in and out of our room since w had "the kit" for fake eyelashes, and blush, mascara, rhinestones and fingernail polish....WOW is all I though. We did it though and go to the Music Hall in time. We had time to go back stage and run through the dance and warm up and make the finishing touches..GLITTER ON THEIR LIPS....The girls loved it. Than we left them back stage so we could get a seat and watch. I had butterflies in my tummy just sitting there waiting for her to come on stage. We ad said a little prayer before I left her. And she told me than that they were for sure they were going to place....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446102237204994466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5RxIUsQWaI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/2dcYP1x0264/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446102228447741234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5RxH0EXRTI/AAAAAAAAC5I/9PPVre73xWs/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They got on stage and did great. These girls have been practicing so hard these last few months. And I am so very proud of all of them. The girls got Second place and qualified for nationals. So they Rocked It. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446102246416361938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5RxI3AaqdI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/lpUF_EW3tKs/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446103378638322322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5RyKw3KupI/AAAAAAAAC5g/emiaJpEjd_Y/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446103389595397394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5RyLZribRI/AAAAAAAAC5o/dOgmtcXyDps/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446103415061416178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5RyM4jHCPI/AAAAAAAAC6A/kGUbHrD8GX8/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446103400849244898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5RyMDmqguI/AAAAAAAAC5w/M4dTOor7mQk/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446103404569026034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5RyMRdh3fI/AAAAAAAAC54/fJ9e-dZkYAs/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night we went to the Cheesecake Factory per Bella's request. WE waited there required hour and a half wait. During that time we wrangled 4 silly girls around. Abby Finally fell asleep and she slept the entire time we Wait on our food and while we all ate.  She woke up in the car wanting food.  To Fuuny she does need her beauty sleep.  The girls had to get back to the hotel so that they could get up ion the morning for dance.  So we tied the 6 little girls down to their beds (no we didn't couldn't find enough rope)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446106900019554322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5R1XvB4KBI/AAAAAAAAC6g/8vlxCNi5nGA/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446106890227580802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5R1XKjSf4I/AAAAAAAAC6Y/FSPnrAsoaHQ/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sunday they had classes by master instructors hat the kids really wanted to go to so....we went and than left way too tired.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446106907452639282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5R1YKuECDI/AAAAAAAAC6o/cOleamo16g0/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446106879776625234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5R1WjnlklI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/TTC73GubyzQ/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Abby was not dancing this weekend but she sure wanted to several times.  At one point we were watching and there was a guy in tights and I asked Abby if she thought Reid should take dance and she looked at me like I was CRAZY.....and said NO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So glad to be home in my bed got to snuggle my girls all weekend and than my baby tonight.  Going to be up early since Bella is student of the week....Rise and Shine!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This next week is going to be another busy week.  Abby starts soccer practice along with her dance she is already doing.  We have the Bentonville Dance Showcase ugggg and both girls are dancing there.  So maybe next Sunday I willl be back and repost on the current events&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-7805922949463053554?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/7805922949463053554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=7805922949463053554' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7805922949463053554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7805922949463053554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2010/03/really.html' title='Really...'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S5RxHccTO-I/AAAAAAAAC5A/Xc7S6pr9qS4/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-5889433629871002360</id><published>2010-02-09T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:52:54.315-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><title type='text'>Reid's First Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IspJu2bZI/AAAAAAAAC0c/Xw3dv2ACINo/s1600-h/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436456785688292754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IspJu2bZI/AAAAAAAAC0c/Xw3dv2ACINo/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3Isot38xbI/AAAAAAAAC0U/yTP9vUJghJ4/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436456778210264498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3Isot38xbI/AAAAAAAAC0U/yTP9vUJghJ4/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IqyDQAbxI/AAAAAAAACzM/lj9IU_CVXlM/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436454739543879442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IqyDQAbxI/AAAAAAAACzM/lj9IU_CVXlM/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IsoFGfnAI/AAAAAAAAC0M/rUkK1VXYimg/s1600-h/DSC_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436456767265414146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IsoFGfnAI/AAAAAAAAC0M/rUkK1VXYimg/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IspjlMBOI/AAAAAAAAC0k/U5nVFzDNbKg/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436456792627086562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IspjlMBOI/AAAAAAAAC0k/U5nVFzDNbKg/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3Iqx5D_16I/AAAAAAAACzE/6mmUIqMKQvI/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436454736809154466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3Iqx5D_16I/AAAAAAAACzE/6mmUIqMKQvI/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IqxV48ghI/AAAAAAAACy8/_HEYnrERnWM/s1600-h/CSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436454727367557650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IqxV48ghI/AAAAAAAACy8/_HEYnrERnWM/s320/CSC_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Reid's First Birthday was originally scheduled for December 5th....And we had to cancel it because we all came down with the stomach bug. It was horrible watching my sweet baby throw up on his first birthday. Than the girls started ad than David did. I absolutely could not, not have him a birthday and with Christmas parties in full force we had to reschedule a make shift party...You know it was great and we were so Thankful to everyone that did make it. We had a monkey party..Since we were avoiding Dairy, Soy and Eggs I made him a special cake and it didn't even have icing...but we did add some allergy free Coconut milk ice cream mmmmm...Everyone else had banana splits. It was wonderf&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IqzM_MPeI/AAAAAAAACzc/MmL0l5sgw7M/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436454759337573858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IqzM_MPeI/AAAAAAAACzc/MmL0l5sgw7M/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ul. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IqyqADqNI/AAAAAAAACzU/0b3aIZlDSv8/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436454749945964754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IqyqADqNI/AAAAAAAACzU/0b3aIZlDSv8/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IrlPkP8VI/AAAAAAAAC0E/r1W0o74mcD8/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436455619023335762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IrlPkP8VI/AAAAAAAAC0E/r1W0o74mcD8/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IrjnBVL3I/AAAAAAAACzs/4QuHdS2c04g/s1600-h/DSC_0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436455590959591282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IrjnBVL3I/AAAAAAAACzs/4QuHdS2c04g/s320/DSC_0076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IrjCuvuBI/AAAAAAAACzk/9KJVq8djggg/s1600-h/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436455581217962002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IrjCuvuBI/AAAAAAAACzk/9KJVq8djggg/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IrkhBvmuI/AAAAAAAACz8/cYJ_5qAlmCs/s1600-h/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436455606530579170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IrkhBvmuI/AAAAAAAACz8/cYJ_5qAlmCs/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IrkNAihWI/AAAAAAAACz0/36SRGR5_bNA/s1600-h/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436455601156818274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IrkNAihWI/AAAAAAAACz0/36SRGR5_bNA/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a great time.  I can't believe how fast my little man is growing up.  Before I know it he will be running around with the girls.....wait he already is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you sweet baby boy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-5889433629871002360?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/5889433629871002360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=5889433629871002360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5889433629871002360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5889433629871002360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2010/02/reids-first-birthday.html' title='Reid&apos;s First Birthday'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/S3IspJu2bZI/AAAAAAAAC0c/Xw3dv2ACINo/s72-c/DSC_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-5763390151811494292</id><published>2010-02-09T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:28:49.731-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catch up'/><title type='text'>SO</title><content type='html'>I was hoping to catch up like a month ago but than life happens:)&lt;br /&gt;So Much has happened Reid's Birthday party like in December, Christmas, New Years, Vacation and Abby's Birthday so There will be severl make up posts here.  So we will start with Reid's Birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-5763390151811494292?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/5763390151811494292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=5763390151811494292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5763390151811494292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5763390151811494292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2010/02/so.html' title='SO'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-5674720412825360980</id><published>2010-01-10T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T19:53:47.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>I didn't realize how much I haven't posted until I logged on just now....Man I am far behind.&lt;br /&gt;That actually is the story of my life.  I am hoping that since the girls are going back to school in the morning I will be catching up.  I was sooooo busy before Christmas with Christmas and my monogramming mchine not being turned off.  Whew.&lt;br /&gt;See you later this week:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-5674720412825360980?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/5674720412825360980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=5674720412825360980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5674720412825360980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5674720412825360980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2010/01/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-5399590705913485060</id><published>2009-12-20T22:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:04:45.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>So after Christmas I will catch up on my blogging Esp Reids party. We got hit with sickness and all of my holiday rush orders and just life I am soooo behind. &lt;br /&gt;But for now have a Merry Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/12/20/979.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/12/20/s_979.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='187' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-5399590705913485060?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/5399590705913485060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=5399590705913485060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5399590705913485060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5399590705913485060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-3263728740718245497</id><published>2009-12-04T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T19:17:48.423-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HApPy BiRtHdAy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><title type='text'>HaPpY bIrThDaY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxnM9-TFKJI/AAAAAAAACy0/H2hBQY1yFL8/s1600-h/DSC_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411581792329476242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxnM9-TFKJI/AAAAAAAACy0/H2hBQY1yFL8/s320/DSC_0781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxnM9eAwIdI/AAAAAAAACys/Kuyyk5TXJ9c/s1600-h/DSC_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411581783662666194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxnM9eAwIdI/AAAAAAAACys/Kuyyk5TXJ9c/s320/DSC_0733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxnM9F6ygTI/AAAAAAAACyk/neevMfsx0Lk/s1600-h/DSC_0001_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411581777195204914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxnM9F6ygTI/AAAAAAAACyk/neevMfsx0Lk/s320/DSC_0001_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxnM8t-tfsI/AAAAAAAACyc/Y5pcAMnWTaw/s1600-h/DSC_0685_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411581770769202882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxnM8t-tfsI/AAAAAAAACyc/Y5pcAMnWTaw/s320/DSC_0685_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxnM8UqlDeI/AAAAAAAACyU/7GclNuaYy8M/s1600-h/DSC_0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411581763973877218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxnM8UqlDeI/AAAAAAAACyU/7GclNuaYy8M/s320/DSC_0684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my how time flies. I am a ittle saddened today knowing that my last baby is already one. I feel like he is only 6 months old simply becasue I do not remember the first six months of his life. It is all a tad bit too blurry. No i was not on drugs....It was purley lack of sleep with 2 other kids. You are so loved little monkey. Lets see:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are soooooo very different from your sisters...yes they were active, well at least I thought they were, until you came along. You are into EVERYTHING. On a daily basis you empty out at least thress different cabinets 6 or more times each. I can not keep anything picked up long enough before you are onto your next adventure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are super, super allergic to eggs...and have a little GI bleeding with the milk and soy that they say will be better after you turn one....so tomorrow you should be fine :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are a very good boy....I was so afreaid to put up the christmas tree and so far so good...You walk up to the tree, look at it and point we say no and you walk away (fingers crossed) you will stay that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You weight a little over 18lbs, but since you have been sick the last two days I am sure you weigh less today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have already turned you around in your carseat, I think you are happier that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would not EVER choose to relive the last year but I am sad to see it has gone by so quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your sisters love you so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can say :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MaMa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DaDa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daw (DOG)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woo (Woof)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PaPa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah...That means alot of different things....Pretty much if you say this your sisters....and your papa...will take you to whatever you want.  It is sooooo stinking funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-3263728740718245497?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/3263728740718245497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=3263728740718245497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3263728740718245497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3263728740718245497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday.html' title='HaPpY bIrThDaY'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxnM9-TFKJI/AAAAAAAACy0/H2hBQY1yFL8/s72-c/DSC_0781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-2578278548470288940</id><published>2009-11-30T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:12:53.450-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s my life'/><title type='text'>Ahhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxSlWgLDBfI/AAAAAAAACyM/Q6nDKj3YhYs/s1600/DSC_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410130858390783474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxSlWgLDBfI/AAAAAAAACyM/Q6nDKj3YhYs/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As always it never fails as I am finally getting caught up and coasting in.....I get sick and am down for days. So now I am sooo behind. I have so much to do this week it is crazy....Yes I am procrastinating right now. We have a BIG...HUGE event this week. Reid is turning one..Seriously ONE already. I feel like he is only about 6 months old because that is all I really remember anyways...AM I Right? I am making everything..even the cake because why? Oh yeas he would be the one who is allergic to milk, soy and Eggs....Ahhh the lucky mom :) Anyways I hope to get a lot of stuff done tomorrow if little monkey cooperates with me...I am doing most of it for him!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also doing an open house, well 2 this weekend, for my business...Yes I am insane. Thursday and Friday is in my neighborhood and Sunday is in my friends neighborhood. Oh did I mention Bela and Abby are also in the Bentonville Christmas parade on Saturday...MMMM I wonder what else I can squeeze in I am sure I have a few 30 minutes blocks throughout the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who has time for my real job? I guess I am going to have to squeeze a day of work in there as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone has a productive week this week also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-2578278548470288940?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/2578278548470288940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=2578278548470288940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2578278548470288940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2578278548470288940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/11/ahhhhh.html' title='Ahhhhh'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SxSlWgLDBfI/AAAAAAAACyM/Q6nDKj3YhYs/s72-c/DSC_0068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-8612850733614735307</id><published>2009-11-18T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:32:56.453-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><title type='text'>We have a walker...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SwTIvPowE6I/AAAAAAAACxE/UEkS15l6R5k/s1600/DSC_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405666166728299426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SwTIvPowE6I/AAAAAAAACxE/UEkS15l6R5k/s320/DSC_1091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I have a feeling that in the next few weeks my house is going to go from a wreck to a total wreck...He is offically walking all over the place. He can stand up from the sitting position and go from one mess to another. He is so happy when heis walking like he is so proud of himself. Oh and the girls love it!!! They love having hom walk from one sister to the next. Live entertainment all the&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SwTJ36ypu_I/AAAAAAAACxU/eWLorafJWi8/s1600/DSC_1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405667415263132658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SwTJ36ypu_I/AAAAAAAACxU/eWLorafJWi8/s320/DSC_1072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; time.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SwTI8dIfu8I/AAAAAAAACxM/JuvT_Q-Vs3Q/s1600/DSC_1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405666393689406402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SwTI8dIfu8I/AAAAAAAACxM/JuvT_Q-Vs3Q/s320/DSC_1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SwTJ4CsDO_I/AAAAAAAACxc/M0TzaYrYZho/s1600/DSC_1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405667417382927346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SwTJ4CsDO_I/AAAAAAAACxc/M0TzaYrYZho/s320/DSC_1054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405667423962119138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SwTJ4bMpu-I/AAAAAAAACxk/ZXkC_xUJqPM/s320/DSC_1052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had some family pictures made on Sunday ,yes in the rain, and after these are some I got I love these this is our life everyday....And how awesome Reid is crying LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-8612850733614735307?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/8612850733614735307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=8612850733614735307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8612850733614735307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8612850733614735307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-have-walker.html' title='We have a walker...'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SwTIvPowE6I/AAAAAAAACxE/UEkS15l6R5k/s72-c/DSC_1091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-8431592637921054434</id><published>2009-11-01T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:02:46.329-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Fall Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am a little behind on the posting. It has been so crazy here...like that is new or something. Ha! So e will start with hte Fal cArnival we had at our Church on Sunday October 25th. It was only a week ago but Whew...alot has happened. So our Family costumes were Hippies and Love Child. Abby did not want to be a hippie..she wanted to be a "Love Child" like Reid. I am a little partial but I love the way they turned out!!! It was so hard to choose what pictures to put on here so there will be a ton of pictures. I can't believe how beautiful Bella looked. I saw my little girl grow up in these pictures and I am not ready for that at all.....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332387698998786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Su5IMyEPfgI/AAAAAAAACpk/xnECpCxW0t0/s320/DSC_0729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332396784424114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Su5INT6YFLI/AAAAAAAACps/Rx5LrVP7z64/s320/DSC_0736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399333917602236066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Su5Jl1ZmRqI/AAAAAAAACqM/iUNTOOy6euc/s320/DSC_0763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332400463021154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Su5INhnbBGI/AAAAAAAACp0/2mxIfKR_Vp0/s320/DSC_0744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332410095241650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Su5IOFf7CbI/AAAAAAAACqE/RVjPYv8tBnY/s320/DSC_0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399332405496222098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Su5IN0XbkZI/AAAAAAAACp8/LC6RCgzJwfo/s320/DSC_0753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399333938219596914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Su5JnCNKPHI/AAAAAAAACqs/cyeTndBeLyM/s320/DSC_0808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All these girls can't keep there hands off of the Love Child..HaHa&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399333923619231138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Su5JmL0KVaI/AAAAAAAACqU/h7wy6o-dF3k/s320/DSC_0770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399333935217290162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Su5Jm3BWq7I/AAAAAAAACqk/k-2MKRM_mVo/s320/DSC_0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399333932810951746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Su5JmuDo3EI/AAAAAAAACqc/FsiE7KQmjrM/s320/DSC_0773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My Granny Red head was in town to see all of the kiddo dressed up.  Bella sai she was the luckiest girl in the world becasue her Granny stayed the night withus.  Such a sweet girl.  She alo came to dance class to see the girls dance.  We will see her again n March when we head to Louisiana for a wedding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-8431592637921054434?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/8431592637921054434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=8431592637921054434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8431592637921054434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8431592637921054434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-festival.html' title='Fall Festival'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Su5IMyEPfgI/AAAAAAAACpk/xnECpCxW0t0/s72-c/DSC_0729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-1865784840656848268</id><published>2009-10-17T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:10:41.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><title type='text'>Sunny side up, over Easy, Fried , Boiled or Scrambled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://falloutofline.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/eggs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://falloutofline.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/eggs1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets see this was supposed to be my uneventful week. Next week was supposed to be the exciting one. But little did I know everything changed. So Wednesday I went to work as scheduled and David was out of town. About 3 o'clock my charge nurse came over and asked if I wanted to go home and I went back and forth and than decided I would since Reid had been pulling on his ears and fussy and it would be easier to go ahead and get the girls home and ready for bed sooner. So I went to get the kids form my moms and we decided to stay for dinner and the kids wanted grits and eggs. Abby and Bella helped cook Reid was in his high chair playing. Life was good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sit down to eat I put some eggs on Reid's high chair and go about eating I looked over at him and said "Does he look Red to you" No my dad said he as tired and rubbing his eyes. Okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a bite of food..Look back over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reid is now clawing his face which is now RED and SWOLLEN. I mean the inside of his eyes were bright Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we rip him out of the high chair my mom goes to my sisters to get Benadryl we stick him in the bath tub to get the egg off of him. Now while in the bathtub he looks a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes after we give him the benadryl my dad is holding him and he said Kerri he is breathing really funny...I look at Reid and he is white as a ghost and than he turned BLUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jump in my van as I am vigorously stimulating him and he takes a breath and we are off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrive to the ER I tell the check in person what happened and I hear the nurse in the back ground,,,We have a baby chocking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls us back and I tell her what happened she looks at me and says so you are telling me he was chocking on eggs????? WHAT I said no he had an allergic reaction to eggs she looks at me and tells me if he was having an allergic reaction he still would be????WHAT I treated him at home but he stopped breathing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk back to the exam room and now we got a real smart doctor on this one guys......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: So you are telling me he had eggs once before and didn't have a problem with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Yes sir well than I don't see why he turned blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: So you are telling me he turned blue mam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME:Yes, he had an allergic reaction to eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Okay, Okay well lets see. Has he thrown up recently pr had a fever or cough or runny nose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: No he doesn't have the swine flu..He did throw up the eggs and where the egg touched him he got whelps everywhere..(But since no one has been in here for the last 45 minutes they are gone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 3 hours of them doing nothing except checking his pulse ox 3 times and giving him Decadron the doctor comes back in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Well I am not sure what is going on but I think he is too young to have an allergic reaction to anything specific and he ad eggs once before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME: Laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: What&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nothing we have a doctors appointment in the morning we will be fine may I have my discharge papers (IDIOT) no i didn't call him that but I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank GOD he ruled out swine flu what a relief.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the allergist..Thankfully we had our 6 month follow up appointment already scheduled.  Oh she was so mad they told us he didn't have a food allergy esp since he is already allergic to dairy and soy.  And really mad they didn't send us home with an Epi Pen or even give us Epi....We now have Epi Pens and have been instructed since he had a huge reaction we need to keep it with us at all times and anyone who cares for him has to know how to use the pen and what his Allergy action plan is......&lt;br /&gt;This boy is going to give me gray hair sooner rather than later.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 440px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.le-west.co.uk/photos/M1739-1-F.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We will have his lab drawn in three weeks to see what his food allergy levels are since when you have an allergic reaction you use up all your antibodies so ......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here is to next week and all the excitement it will bring HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-1865784840656848268?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/1865784840656848268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=1865784840656848268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1865784840656848268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1865784840656848268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/10/sunny-side-up-over-easy-fried-boiled-or.html' title='Sunny side up, over Easy, Fried , Boiled or Scrambled'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-5989104681955138285</id><published>2009-10-12T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T09:40:59.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What was that...did I hear that right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.torrubia-agency.com/lazuli/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/05-mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 512px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 682px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.torrubia-agency.com/lazuli/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/05-mama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeap I did he said MaMa..Whoooo after all I have done for you, you finally said it.  Yes I was a little jealous he said papa and dada first since after all.  I have nursed you for 10 months now, I carried you for 9 months before that and I have cut out all dairy and soy for the past 9 months with a few slip ups of coarse.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-5989104681955138285?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/5989104681955138285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=5989104681955138285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5989104681955138285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5989104681955138285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-was-thatdid-i-hear-that-right.html' title='What was that...did I hear that right?'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-2858869588824552680</id><published>2009-10-10T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T20:48:43.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Razorback Tailgating'/><title type='text'>Tailgating.....Go Hogs Go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i737.photobucket.com/albums/xx15/tricianaedesigns/KellyShowUs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i737.photobucket.com/albums/xx15/tricianaedesigns/KellyShowUs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I have never participated in Kelly's Show Us your Life So I thought I would join in the fun this time.  Esp since I didn't blog about our tailgating.. So here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will say I haven't always been a Razorback fan but when you live here and get sucked in you just can't fight it anymore. Esp when your husband won't let you mention LSU in your house :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391177009682759266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/StFO7TdkvmI/AAAAAAAACm4/vfAtrPLlIN8/s320/DSC_0253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We have season tickets to the game with some friends of ours but with three kids to tag along. This year I thought it would be great just to take them to tailgate and than let the hubby take a kid and I would take the others and go home. Since I am still nursing it does work out a little better for me. I do have to go to the South Carolina game since our friends the Walkers we share tickets with have a trader ...Jasmine ..among them so we have to root on our Team. She has asked me to make a Hog vs Carolina shirt and bow for Sydney....mmmm maybe I should make the Hog bigger than the Gamecock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391180259628610242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/StFR4edC8sI/AAAAAAAACoA/3fEnlLEkiao/s320/DSC_0245.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Our kids loved tailgating it was a first for our whole family. We go early and make a day out of it. One couple has a special Razorback grill made. Another has a couple of tents. And another has the big screen television we can watch other games while we tailgate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Riley holding Another one of the Chesnutt kids right on her hip :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391177056243225970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/StFO-A6dFXI/AAAAAAAACnY/BckESJTVyWU/s320/DSC_0261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Reid and Sydney in the pack and play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391180220723652050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/StFR2NhYZdI/AAAAAAAACng/VcIkE4gliig/s320/DSC_0268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Trying to get a picture of the four kids...didn't work so well. One out of four looking at the camera..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391177023670773074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/StFO8Hkk5VI/AAAAAAAACnA/GFsI-Oa3LO8/s320/DSC_0241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391177047120755106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/StFO9e7fOaI/AAAAAAAACnQ/VM7sOqW1jXQ/s320/DSC_0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The wonderful shirt I made minutes before the game...after she played in the mud. Maybe should have made a black shirt. Ha. Oh and she took out her bow so she wouldn't get it dirty. I asked her how she was going to get the bow dirty..she said when I take it out with my dirty hands. HaHa. Smart Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391177036393325346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/StFO8293oyI/AAAAAAAACnI/FPxqVaS2-2Y/s320/DSC_0267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Reid and his PaPa...doing some Man Up time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391180235630307922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/StFR3FDZ6lI/AAAAAAAACnw/S3ZhHPIhnXA/s320/DSC_0290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nanny and Reid.....My mom decided she would come tailgate with us and than head home with us as well. We are Fair weather Fans. Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391181794653172546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/StFTR03a80I/AAAAAAAACoI/QerJX2yyYuI/s320/DSC_0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My sweet Bella has no interest in attending any games. She sad she likes to tailgate and play with the babies oh yeah and the food was really good as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391180229820538226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/StFR2vaP3XI/AAAAAAAACno/_5RYSAgBohM/s320/DSC_0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WOOOOOO PIG SOOOIE...SO GLAD WE BEAT AUBURN!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-2858869588824552680?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/2858869588824552680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=2858869588824552680' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2858869588824552680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2858869588824552680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/10/tailgatinggo-hogs-go.html' title='Tailgating.....Go Hogs Go'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/StFO7TdkvmI/AAAAAAAACm4/vfAtrPLlIN8/s72-c/DSC_0253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-3516077824834060161</id><published>2009-10-04T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:47:44.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pumpkin PAtch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Circus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>It's All About Choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sslxbxk6QhI/AAAAAAAACjE/wkJQUgZV_NQ/s1600-h/DSC_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388963151104066066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sslxbxk6QhI/AAAAAAAACjE/wkJQUgZV_NQ/s320/DSC_0328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bella has been saving her money from her allowance every week to be able to go to the American Girl Doll Fashion show that was in town this weekend. And she was so excited. Than she heard about the CIRCUS. So I gave her the choice....Okay we can either"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.)Me, You and Abby go to the American Doll Fashion Show and not be able to buy any of the stuff that they are going to have for sale that we are really going to want to buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.) Save our money and we an but your doll an outfit online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3.) Saturday we can all go as a family to the Pumpkin Patch and but some pumpkins and than on Sunday we can all as a family go to the CIRCUS.....no not join the circus go to the circus :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She looked at me with those big brown eyes and said mom this is a really hard decision. I want to do it all. (Thanks Dave Ramsey----Financial Peace Workshop) I said I know you do but we have to make a choice. Whooo she picked #3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend has been so much fun with the kids. We were busy from the time we woke up till we went to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday Bella had her Fall Carnival at school that started at 430 and that was when we got there. It was so much fun watching the kids run around like crazy playing with there friends. Bella had a birthday party to go to after the carnival and Abby went home with her friend Channing after we went to dinner because she thinks she is so big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SslxcastfYI/AAAAAAAACjM/r1yOjgVAU98/s1600-h/DSC_0335_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388963162142637442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SslxcastfYI/AAAAAAAACjM/r1yOjgVAU98/s320/DSC_0335_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sslxd7x5z_I/AAAAAAAACjc/GsT4R7BN514/s1600-h/DSC_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388963188202655730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sslxd7x5z_I/AAAAAAAACjc/GsT4R7BN514/s320/DSC_0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SslxeflRkDI/AAAAAAAACjk/ftkxDPMCTIM/s1600-h/DSC_0353_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388963197813362738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SslxeflRkDI/AAAAAAAACjk/ftkxDPMCTIM/s320/DSC_0353_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we gathered our children from around the city haha got them ready and went to the pumpkin patch with the Bowman kids. Abby said her favorite part about the pumpkin patch was throwing the hay up in the air and trying to catch it oh and getting her picture taken a lot. Ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388964954032352706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SslzEuAgrcI/AAAAAAAACkM/KbK5OlexyK4/s320/DSC_0392.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388966826666312754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl0xuHPRDI/AAAAAAAACkU/vicPLZOY6Aw/s320/DSC_0532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388964944713363122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SslzELSsLrI/AAAAAAAACkE/C8xnPDIpK4A/s320/DSC_0384_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388966838555621570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl0yaZ3uMI/AAAAAAAACkc/0KPx-2hIPqU/s320/DSC_0420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388964921727708914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SslzC1qe7vI/AAAAAAAACj0/LBzlPWZ5WrQ/s320/DSC_0368_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388966841912845010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl0ym6S4tI/AAAAAAAACkk/ubJgP6FA8J8/s320/DSC_0407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388964913231586450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SslzCWA2ZJI/AAAAAAAACjs/4dw1cDtSRWo/s320/DSC_0364.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388969124766426658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl23fNAJiI/AAAAAAAACk8/BiQL5FN4hsc/s320/DSC_0474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388966854958126754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl0zXgiFqI/AAAAAAAACks/fW1X540_3Fc/s320/DSC_0411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388966865395698818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl0z-ZCzII/AAAAAAAACk0/Vt5-3LT4-Fk/s320/DSC_0465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388964933297251842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SslzDgw4JgI/AAAAAAAACj8/Bj2U1dZlb14/s320/DSC_0377_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bella said her favorite part was getting to buy pumpkins. I am not quit sure where these kids get it from. Reid said his favorite part was getting to drool all over the pumpkins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Than we came home to watch the Razorback game. Whooo. They WON. Our neighbors came over. They have 3 kiddos and our girls just love to play with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday we went to church came home took a quick nap and than off to the CIRCUS. We had Madison with us ad we had a great time. The girls got to ride the elephant. I will have to say the Master Manipulator was kinda freaky looking...A young boy with blue spandex on twisting in every direction you can think off...I think you get the picture. When we got home I again asked the girls what there favorite part of the CIRCUS was and Abby said it was Alex the clown when he fell of the trampoline and got hurt and stuck...Yeap she is my child. Bella's favorite part was riding the elephants and the gymnastic girls. Reid didn't answer me when I asked him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388970012895276930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl3rLva74I/AAAAAAAAClk/xFe0oH6FdwU/s320/DSC_0568_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388970602841306498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl4Nhdg9YI/AAAAAAAACmE/-hk0yA4hy5Q/s320/DSC_0585_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388969995117346546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl3qJg1PvI/AAAAAAAAClU/M58hGO_pmJE/s320/DSC_0565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388970568091535874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl4LgAhigI/AAAAAAAACls/ok2UtBu50q8/s320/DSC_0574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388969987752264930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl3puE3BOI/AAAAAAAAClM/7pJeYm09ewE/s320/DSC_0561_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388970004067013250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl3qq2mUoI/AAAAAAAAClc/g0X8_ZUar0A/s320/DSC_0567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388969978439097682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl3pLYbXVI/AAAAAAAAClE/70khsmUoArE/s320/DSC_0559_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388970580200678130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl4MNHkYvI/AAAAAAAACl0/m2-i09kLB5g/s320/DSC_0591_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388970592730392530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Ssl4M7y4p9I/AAAAAAAACl8/AZ0gL5iRItA/s320/DSC_0579_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah by the way he is 10 months old today. I can not believe how time is flying by right in front of me. He is taking a few steps. But I think he would rather run than waste his time with this whole walking thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So back to making choices story. When we got home from the circus Extreme Home Makeover was on and Bella was attentively watching the show. I went ahead and got in the bath tub. After the show was over she came in the bathroom and said mom. I am very blessed to have a home and clothes and a chance to go to the CIRCUS. If I had to choose I would give all of my piggy bank money to someone that doesn't have any. (TEARS) I said that is a wonderful choice Bella. I bet this Christmas we can help someone out that doesn't have as much as we do. She said I would love to mom. ***** Abby***** Yeap mom I used to be blessed when I was little but I'm not anymore. ****Bella**** Abby you are still very blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SslxdNK3EUI/AAAAAAAACjU/Bw2Hb61g4Zk/s1600-h/DSC_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388963175690867010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SslxdNK3EUI/AAAAAAAACjU/Bw2Hb61g4Zk/s320/DSC_0334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you all have a blessed week. I know mine has already !!!!! I am so glad we did a family weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-3516077824834060161?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/3516077824834060161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=3516077824834060161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3516077824834060161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3516077824834060161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-all-about-choices.html' title='It&apos;s All About Choices'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sslxbxk6QhI/AAAAAAAACjE/wkJQUgZV_NQ/s72-c/DSC_0328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-346208222736195514</id><published>2009-09-29T05:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:25:51.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bella'/><title type='text'>I'm Gonna Live Forever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWNM1fxXRI/AAAAAAAAChk/0r2wjNS9qtI/s1600-h/DSC_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387867780876950802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWNM1fxXRI/AAAAAAAAChk/0r2wjNS9qtI/s320/DSC_0190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWNMb5rnHI/AAAAAAAAChc/zla_JimYRDw/s1600-h/DSC_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387867774006303858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWNMb5rnHI/AAAAAAAAChc/zla_JimYRDw/s320/DSC_0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWG7bmE3lI/AAAAAAAACgM/ImEiMIdl5ZE/s1600-h/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387860884796530258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWG7bmE3lI/AAAAAAAACgM/ImEiMIdl5ZE/s320/DSC_0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWFEe5nSBI/AAAAAAAACf8/zPv42EsOzvY/s1600-h/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387858841279350802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWFEe5nSBI/AAAAAAAACf8/zPv42EsOzvY/s320/DSC_0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I haven't stopped in the last couple of week to do anything other than check facebook and read a few blogs here and there. Between dance and work and life oh yeah and trying to put some sleep in there at least every once in awhile I tried to do a post last week and some how only some random pictures appeared.....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWFDRZaV5I/AAAAAAAACfs/u-b21kClDb0/s1600-h/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387858820474754962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWFDRZaV5I/AAAAAAAACfs/u-b21kClDb0/s320/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWG6oicjoI/AAAAAAAACgE/Y17cY-hk4rQ/s1600-h/DSC_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387860871091097218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWG6oicjoI/AAAAAAAACgE/Y17cY-hk4rQ/s320/DSC_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWFD0c3AuI/AAAAAAAACf0/pgYOWRd2KP0/s1600-h/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387858829884457698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWFD0c3AuI/AAAAAAAACf0/pgYOWRd2KP0/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister wanted to know what the picture of the toilet was for and why I had it on my blog in the first place..So Abby was supposed to be watching Reid for me and she apparently was not doing a very good job Ha. I walked into the bathroom and he had put the whole roll of toilet paper in the toilet and was (GAG) chewing on the toilet bowl brush...GROSS. Took the brush away from him ND brushed his teeth with a real tooth brush than took the picture. Abby got fired and is no longer allowed to babysit. Ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWNKS_4XpI/AAAAAAAAChE/i4vLAxOPZRY/s1600-h/DSC_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387867737256648338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWNKS_4XpI/AAAAAAAAChE/i4vLAxOPZRY/s320/DSC_0179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWNLoJTbBI/AAAAAAAAChU/_wyLh-o379A/s1600-h/DSC_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387867760113183762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWNLoJTbBI/AAAAAAAAChU/_wyLh-o379A/s320/DSC_0183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWNLEAa1AI/AAAAAAAAChM/3evw2VTWfPk/s1600-h/DSC_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387867750412243970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWNLEAa1AI/AAAAAAAAChM/3evw2VTWfPk/s320/DSC_0174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This last weekend our dance studio was having a fundraiser for the competition team and we went and saw the movie FAME. It was awesome. I am glad that the girls were young enough not to get some of the story line though. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWG9P1VDLI/AAAAAAAACgk/wdtAkNs3F-s/s1600-h/DSC_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387860915999018162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWG9P1VDLI/AAAAAAAACgk/wdtAkNs3F-s/s320/DSC_0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWG8NBX9uI/AAAAAAAACgU/-Ry6o3wmr40/s1600-h/DSC_0135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387860898064365282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWG8NBX9uI/AAAAAAAACgU/-Ry6o3wmr40/s320/DSC_0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWIKROKIYI/AAAAAAAACgs/00ozEyUQQJ8/s1600-h/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387862239221522818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWIKROKIYI/AAAAAAAACgs/00ozEyUQQJ8/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWG8scB2_I/AAAAAAAACgc/pt6Tz8_AuW4/s1600-h/DSC_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387860906497661938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWG8scB2_I/AAAAAAAACgc/pt6Tz8_AuW4/s320/DSC_0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby has had her First black eye..and hopefully only black eye. We had garage sales in our neighbor hood this weekend and Bella was getting her piggy bank down to go shopping and dropped it on Abby's eye....See money gets you in trouble all the time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWFC9BUOYI/AAAAAAAACfk/gDX1ELR1h5c/s1600-h/DSC_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387858815004981634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWFC9BUOYI/AAAAAAAACfk/gDX1ELR1h5c/s320/DSC_0149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday night Reid took his first 2 steps and now he just gets so excited he flops his arms up in the air to take off and than takes a nose dive onto the ground. He is to funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWJknCMl_I/AAAAAAAACg0/VP4niWawB9o/s1600-h/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387863791265159154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWJknCMl_I/AAAAAAAACg0/VP4niWawB9o/s320/DSC_0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWKBSy2TSI/AAAAAAAACg8/uUHsvI_p2Gc/s1600-h/DSC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387864284048280866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWKBSy2TSI/AAAAAAAACg8/uUHsvI_p2Gc/s320/DSC_0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have such a busy weekend ahead of us. So I had to get this stuff finally blogged about so I can blog about what is coming up next...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-346208222736195514?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/346208222736195514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=346208222736195514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/346208222736195514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/346208222736195514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-gonna-live-forever.html' title='I&apos;m Gonna Live Forever...'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SsWNM1fxXRI/AAAAAAAAChk/0r2wjNS9qtI/s72-c/DSC_0190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-8935251304657673995</id><published>2009-09-19T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T09:06:48.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo Pig Sooie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SrUAPK51olI/AAAAAAAACbM/jBG5ZSf0DcM/s1600-h/razorback_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383209190216278610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SrUAPK51olI/AAAAAAAACbM/jBG5ZSf0DcM/s320/razorback_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So what does ever mother do before they get their kids ready to go tailgating....make sure their kids have an appropriate outfit to wear....oops.  Totally forgot to make my girls the Razorback shirts I had planned on making.  So Right now I have shirts on the embroidery machine for them.  David said he is going to leave me here if I am not ready....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-8935251304657673995?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/8935251304657673995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=8935251304657673995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8935251304657673995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8935251304657673995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/09/woo-pig-sooie.html' title='Woo Pig Sooie'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SrUAPK51olI/AAAAAAAACbM/jBG5ZSf0DcM/s72-c/razorback_logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-423950455030637077</id><published>2009-09-16T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T08:28:46.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Loser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.realitywanted.com/images/upload/biggestloser/abby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 448px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.realitywanted.com/images/upload/biggestloser/abby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right now I am holding my sweet, sweet baby watching the Biggest Loser from last night....My heart just broke listening to Abby Rike's story. She is a 35 y/o teacher from Texas and 2.5 years ago her husband and 2 kids were killed in a car accident. She said "she has to believe that she was not in that car from a reason, she has to believe she is here for something bigger" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't imagine. I hope she wins...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-423950455030637077?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/423950455030637077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=423950455030637077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/423950455030637077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/423950455030637077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/09/biggest-loser.html' title='Biggest Loser'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-8846234404419809313</id><published>2009-09-15T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T06:00:45.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><title type='text'>Ewww</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I will spare you the pictures on this one....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday Reid's ear started draining ....Gross....It was full of blood and pus all I can say is nasty.  Which I know is normal after tubes, but Sunday night he started running a fever of 102.6 so I knew that was not normal.  We already had a doctor's appointment for the morning since we were getting his stitches removed.  So after they tied him down to a papus board and cut his stitches they SUCKED out his ear.  He was needless to say less than happy about that.  The little Houdini got his arms out of the papus.  We started another oral antibiotic and ear drops for 7 days so let the diarrhea begin:)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See I told you you wouldn't want to see pictures:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-8846234404419809313?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/8846234404419809313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=8846234404419809313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8846234404419809313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8846234404419809313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/09/ewww.html' title='Ewww'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-7264205371420125583</id><published>2009-09-11T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:41:42.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='September 11'/><title type='text'>DO YOU REMEMBER?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://image3.examiner.com/images/blog/EXID15870/images/iwo-9-11-final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 420px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 488px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://image3.examiner.com/images/blog/EXID15870/images/iwo-9-11-final.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you remember what you were doing 8 years ago today when the world trade center went up in smoke? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was at Clinical's at Washington Regional Medical Center. I was on the pediatric floor and we had no clue what was going on until a little boy who was in the room alone called out on his call light saying he was scared. There was a scary movie on the TV. Well it was not a movie at all, nor a bad dream. It was reality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We must never forget about the men and women who lost there lives that day. And what we are fighting for everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Freedom for US, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Freedom for our KIDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Freedom for the FUTURE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-7264205371420125583?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/7264205371420125583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=7264205371420125583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7264205371420125583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7264205371420125583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-you-remember.html' title='DO YOU REMEMBER?'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-942050924769061491</id><published>2009-09-09T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:23:28.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soy and Dairy Free Butter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://surefoodsliving.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/earthbalancesoyfree21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://surefoodsliving.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/earthbalancesoyfree21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So back in May I read that this company was coming out with Dairy and Soy Free butter and I have been (UN)patiently waiting it's arrival. And of coarse it is still no where to be found around here. I have found it online but since it is refrigerated they don't ship it uggg. I mean I even considered at this point driving to Miami or California and doing some major grocery shopping. So today I went to Cook's grocery store and talked to the lady behind the counter and they carry other items by this company so they are going to order me some:) When she asked me how many I wanted...I was thinking like 1-3 cases haha. But I said 2-3 tubs. I haven't had buttered bread since like January. You may find me under he table eating the tub of butter. I am so excited I can hardly wait. I just keep thinking of all the things I can eat butter on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-942050924769061491?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/942050924769061491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=942050924769061491' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/942050924769061491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/942050924769061491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/09/soy-and-dairy-free-butter.html' title='Soy and Dairy Free Butter'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-2358337364789934515</id><published>2009-09-08T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:06:36.648-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><title type='text'>Tubes for Reid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SqZ-IEJmvUI/AAAAAAAACZc/W5yF9797Aig/s1600-h/DSC_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379125481958718786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SqZ-IEJmvUI/AAAAAAAACZc/W5yF9797Aig/s320/DSC_0149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SqZ-HgZbFgI/AAAAAAAACZU/uJ-icdICiNo/s1600-h/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379125472361387522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SqZ-HgZbFgI/AAAAAAAACZU/uJ-icdICiNo/s320/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told the girls to make a sad face before we loaded up the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SqZ9uBkwWXI/AAAAAAAACZM/XEEvG22TF4o/s1600-h/DSC_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379125034590689650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SqZ9uBkwWXI/AAAAAAAACZM/XEEvG22TF4o/s320/DSC_0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SqZ9thWs7oI/AAAAAAAACZE/MATyryk4Sjc/s1600-h/DSC_0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379125025941810818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SqZ9thWs7oI/AAAAAAAACZE/MATyryk4Sjc/s320/DSC_0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was so happy before we loaded up the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SqZ9tAWsiJI/AAAAAAAACY8/I9MMPTvuZf0/s1600-h/DSC_0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379125017083414674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SqZ9tAWsiJI/AAAAAAAACY8/I9MMPTvuZf0/s320/DSC_0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooops..spoke too soon.  As soon s I buckled him in his carseat he got so mad, bless his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Reid got tubes this morning and a lump on the side of his face removed. Right now he is asleep in my arms. Ahhh a day to do nothing ut hold my sweet spoiled baby boy. So this morning we had to get the girls up early and bring them to my neighbors since we had to be at Mercy 102 @630 this morning.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379125011469252258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SqZ9srcLNqI/AAAAAAAACY0/f2orjLJ6P-c/s320/DSC_0155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379125003740687938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SqZ9sOpirkI/AAAAAAAACYs/Yim8eeHuY5g/s320/DSC_0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Papa was at home with Abby when we got home and Reid was so happy to see him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-2358337364789934515?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/2358337364789934515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=2358337364789934515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2358337364789934515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2358337364789934515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/09/tubes-for-reid.html' title='Tubes for Reid'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SqZ-IEJmvUI/AAAAAAAACZc/W5yF9797Aig/s72-c/DSC_0149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-8981856383941857075</id><published>2009-08-29T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:52:33.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><title type='text'>Frisco Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375612643366533394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoDN8n1-RI/AAAAAAAACWM/g5gQz1LFb54/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I took all 3 kiddos to Frisco Days in downtown Rogers. It was such a great day outside WE had a blast. We ran into so many people we know. I love sopending days like this with the kids. There were free rides, Fire simulations for the kids, food, food and more food.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375612649344915106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoDOS5M1qI/AAAAAAAACWU/lm-R4oN73v0/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375612660278863666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoDO7oDpzI/AAAAAAAACWc/vISn7oAFI6I/s320/DSC_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375612679463894850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoDQDGH_0I/AAAAAAAACWs/K_mVdIghq2c/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375612665754745538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoDPQBm-sI/AAAAAAAACWk/Qf-soMaHHYw/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We ran into our neighbors that the girls love to play with. I think theywould live with them if they could. We also met Laine and Leighton there. The girls were so glad to see him&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375613643740333634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoEILTixkI/AAAAAAAACXU/4Efm1F7yq7g/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375614192895039170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoEoJEOlsI/AAAAAAAACXk/Umq5JcS7P28/s320/DSC_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375613632187475938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoEHgRIJ-I/AAAAAAAACXM/SN8dCuFFgTY/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375614181903337954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoEngHmieI/AAAAAAAACXc/gue3yo6ZZq4/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375613623597423090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoEHARGWfI/AAAAAAAACXE/0zdZZnjd_fY/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375613618800400050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoEGuZZlrI/AAAAAAAACW8/nSh0fM9VBp0/s320/DSC_0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375613603741678802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoEF2THvNI/AAAAAAAACW0/4w8hOpVcxJA/s320/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375614201823962258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoEoqVDJJI/AAAAAAAACXs/D96NhbXrC9Q/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Reid was so happy to get home and get out of his stroller .  He crawled everywhere and ate a little dirt as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-8981856383941857075?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/8981856383941857075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=8981856383941857075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8981856383941857075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8981856383941857075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/08/frisco-days.html' title='Frisco Days'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SpoDN8n1-RI/AAAAAAAACWM/g5gQz1LFb54/s72-c/DSC_0026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-4031847134129339989</id><published>2009-08-25T20:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T19:35:17.863-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ballet'/><title type='text'>Dance Has Begun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Spc6y9SgLRI/AAAAAAAACV8/OdhCVGAxW5Y/s1600-h/ballet+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374829327410015506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Spc6y9SgLRI/AAAAAAAACV8/OdhCVGAxW5Y/s320/ballet+shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I remember the days when Bella took dance and Abby would scream in the waiting room to get inside with her sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I am a front desk person on Tuesdays since I am there anyways it helps both of us out. I am going to be at the dance studio more than last year. The girls are doing competition team this year. So here is our schedule of dance...I know I am crazy there is no need to tell me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3:45-4:40 Bella-ballet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby -jazz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4:45-5:40 Bella -jazz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby -ballet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3:45-4:40 Bella-Jazz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4:45-5:40 Abby-Jazz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5:45-6:40 Abby Ballet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every other Friday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3:45-4:40 Bella and Abby Competition Team&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But as long as they enjoy doing it than we will. This year the girls actually picked out there classes. So we will see how it goes. Just glad Reid isn't into any activities yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we went to the doctor because I was having a sore throat and kinda feeling yucky. While we were there I had them look into Reid's ears since he has been trying to rip them off his head the last couple of days and sure enough EAR infection. So I called the ENT doctor and we have an appointment next Thursday. He will most likely be getting tubes and Dr. Black said that if he had to get tubes he would go ahead and while he was asleep remove the lump on the Right side of Reids face which is over the facial nerve. I am not at all worried about the tubes it is the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also on a more positive note. My friend Laine that we had been praying for and he soon Leighton, Well today is his FIRST Birthday. Which is a huge deal. He is an amazing baby and he is a true testament of Gods work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374832908885403250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Spc-DbUxpnI/AAAAAAAACWE/hy3yCcKsRdg/s320/leighton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh and look at that FAB shirt...Yeap I made it who would have thought.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone has a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-4031847134129339989?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/4031847134129339989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=4031847134129339989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4031847134129339989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4031847134129339989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/08/dance-has-begun.html' title='Dance Has Begun'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Spc6y9SgLRI/AAAAAAAACV8/OdhCVGAxW5Y/s72-c/ballet+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-1152299089379952567</id><published>2009-08-24T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:17:08.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog design'/><title type='text'>Updated Blog Design</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I did it and updated my blog design.  I love the way it turned out.  And my new title...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sparkles and Dust it's all about the Chesnutt's.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sweetcheekydesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Traci &lt;/a&gt;at Sweet Cheeky Designs did the makeover and she did a great job.  She is super sweet.  It took me forever to pick out something and than decide and she was very patient with me.  She is going to help me with my website.  She is currently taking a web design class.  I can't wait.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-1152299089379952567?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/1152299089379952567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=1152299089379952567' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1152299089379952567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1152299089379952567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/08/updated-blog-design.html' title='Updated Blog Design'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-5016690420104571001</id><published>2009-08-19T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:01:48.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Day of School'/><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My two sweetie pies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SozIK6KJLiI/AAAAAAAACSA/CQKw1DS12bc/s1600-h/DSC_0067_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371888545282207266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SozIK6KJLiI/AAAAAAAACSA/CQKw1DS12bc/s320/DSC_0067_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe I have a 2nd grader. And Abby is in her last year of preschool. Time is flying by so fast. We had a great day. I was a little worried Reid and I would get bored at home without the girls there to keep us entertained. I did find myself counting down till I went and got Abby and than count till we got Bella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371888531373457762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SozIKGWCgWI/AAAAAAAACR4/_HyZaWB-JV4/s320/DSC_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371888522677549602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SozIJl8xeiI/AAAAAAAACRw/XEXXSOZbrAY/s320/DSC_0060_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reid crawled up to the stairs several times and just stood there I think he was looking for the girls wondering when in the world they were going to come downstairs and tote him around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371888554625273362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SozILc9tDhI/AAAAAAAACSI/KitGjsMDgXw/s320/DSC_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Than we got Abby and he decided he would like her to go back to school.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371888559768718162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SozILwH_y1I/AAAAAAAACSQ/g-k_syv0y_4/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After school on the first day we have made a tradition of going to Braums and getting some ice cream. The girls got some crazy combinations that mmmm were very interesting.:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371890190145324962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SozJqpwEh6I/AAAAAAAACSo/PeAUKqtIzAM/s320/DSC_0099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bella got chocolate chip cookie dough and orange sherbert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371890176415397234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SozJp2mmdXI/AAAAAAAACSg/0Lyicn8UGLI/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Abby got peppermint and cherry lime aide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371890167183127666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SozJpUNdNHI/AAAAAAAACSY/2-NRcitNY5k/s320/DSC_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reid thinking to himself: What is that those girls are eating? I wonder if he'll get to eat ice cream from Braums his first day? Oh well mom will go buy some Rice milk ice cream. Doesn't that sound good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371890200187819810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SozJrPKY1yI/AAAAAAAACSw/eXwPoCWBKyw/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our friend Jake met us here with his mom Staci.  It was his first day of Kindergarden.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371890206191103058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SozJrlhrrFI/AAAAAAAACS4/O2dyKHmKews/s320/DSC_0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-5016690420104571001?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/5016690420104571001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=5016690420104571001' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5016690420104571001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5016690420104571001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SozIK6KJLiI/AAAAAAAACSA/CQKw1DS12bc/s72-c/DSC_0067_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-8989595109761765724</id><published>2009-08-17T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:25:27.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bella and Abby'/><title type='text'>Did she really just say that?</title><content type='html'>I know every kid says something that makes you laugh out loud even sometimes when you don't want too.  Here are some of the funnies from our lives out of the mouths of our babes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning Bella and David were sitting outside in the front yard.  Our neighbors garage was open and they have an LSU license plate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bella&lt;/strong&gt;:  Dad I am not sure if I am going to go to LSU or Arkansas for college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;:  Bella how about you go to Harding where daddy went they have a good nursing program and you can be a nurse like your mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bella&lt;/strong&gt;:  I don't want to be a nurse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;:  What do you want to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bella&lt;/strong&gt;:  I want to be a trophy wife dad.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;:  Abby school starts soon and you are going to have some friends in your class.  Channing will be in your class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abby&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad&lt;/strong&gt;:  And Fletcher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abby&lt;/strong&gt;:  Holla (as she raises her hands up as to raise the roof)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And than there are those times when you look at them and know God is alive and well in those babies hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Abby had allergy testing done.  (that was so much fun)She tested positive for all trees all grass, cats, dogs, all molds and even a slight reaction to soy.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight when they were praying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bella&lt;/strong&gt;:  Dear God please help Abby to get thru her allergies since she is allergic to all trees and grass and animals.  Help her so she can play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abby&lt;/strong&gt;:  (as she leans her head on Bella's shoulder)  That was so sweet sissy.  I love you.  Than she leaned over and gave her sister a kiss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-8989595109761765724?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/8989595109761765724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=8989595109761765724' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8989595109761765724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8989595109761765724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/08/did-she-really-just-say-that.html' title='Did she really just say that?'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-7189870889553074781</id><published>2009-08-13T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T04:11:30.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever 21 Giveaway!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SoT3NXCyb6I/AAAAAAAACRY/tEpxaaYt5e8/s1600-h/forever+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369688464628543394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SoT3NXCyb6I/AAAAAAAACRY/tEpxaaYt5e8/s320/forever+21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay I would really love to win this. I think they have the cutest clothes that if I won a gift card to I would go in and purchase something new for the fall season coming up!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I am posting about this giveaway...not for anyone else to go and try to win haha but for me to get another entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good Luck to Me and I guess everyone else who enters:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can go &lt;a href="http://therobertsonfamilytx.blogspot.com/2009/08/1-year-blogaversary-giveaway.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to enter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-7189870889553074781?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/7189870889553074781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=7189870889553074781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7189870889553074781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7189870889553074781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/08/forever-21-giveaway.html' title='Forever 21 Giveaway!!'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SoT3NXCyb6I/AAAAAAAACRY/tEpxaaYt5e8/s72-c/forever+21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-7563114032935644222</id><published>2009-08-11T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:08:17.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a busy day today. I had traded with my sister and I watched her kids today so that Thursday I can go get my haircut and colored by myself with no kids. Ahh 1 hour with just me:) So 6 kids was a little busy but than one of the neighbor kids came over and than I decided:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I will not ever have 7 children of my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I will never run a daycare out of my house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great day. I love to sit back and watch the kids play and intract with each other. It makes me smile to see the little looks they give each other or the cute little things they say to each other and even the cute way they say certain little words that make you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the pictures I captured while the kids were playing outside today.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368936173894619730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SoJLARq70lI/AAAAAAAACPA/Qc4P9pbouVA/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368936142509368802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SoJK-cwG5eI/AAAAAAAACOg/tXGUDVqRYNA/s320/DSC_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368936169054946658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SoJK__pERWI/AAAAAAAACO4/Wr2IfrUJrTQ/s320/DSC_0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368936148967391618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SoJK-0z0gYI/AAAAAAAACOo/z64lwnxIW8s/s320/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368936158305994130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SoJK_XmURZI/AAAAAAAACOw/01rbd2a-kKw/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;David is out of town this week and I have to work in the morning so I was going to let just Bella spend the night at my mom's.  We got 1/3 of the way home and Abby had just figured out that Bella wa snot in the car.  So we turned around and mymom let her stay as well.  She was crying " I want my sissy" over and over again.  As soon as we pulled in my mothers driveway the tears stopped for Abby and stared for Reid.  But they did not offer to keep him:(  Oh well 2 out of 3 isn't that bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-7563114032935644222?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/7563114032935644222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=7563114032935644222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7563114032935644222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7563114032935644222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SoJLARq70lI/AAAAAAAACPA/Qc4P9pbouVA/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-6595226499357178865</id><published>2009-08-06T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:29:26.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bella'/><title type='text'>But it is a Blue Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So the other night Bella had Macie Jane and Lily spend the night and they played so well all day on Tuesday. I really wanted to go and take a quick shower so I let the girls watch Reid upstairs in the play room. Well what o you know I went upstairs to get him and this is what he looked like:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367073317148331362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnusvvgajWI/AAAAAAAACN4/wITjXqjAFT4/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367073305293407154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnusvDV-w7I/AAAAAAAACNw/yLIV4WglcLg/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367073317491316674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnusvwyMF8I/AAAAAAAACOA/Q9gJY2i5VdA/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367073326244466242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnuswRZGjkI/AAAAAAAACOI/mYYYQ_DLzwU/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After I ran downstairs to grab my camera and get these great pictures.  I told the girls he could not wear a dress that they could put him in other clothes...They said but it is a BLUE DRESS.  Yea but girls it is a dress,  purple sunglasses and a hot pink cell phone.  Oh well I am sure this is not the last time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-6595226499357178865?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/6595226499357178865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=6595226499357178865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6595226499357178865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6595226499357178865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/08/but-it-is-blue-dress.html' title='But it is a Blue Dress'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnusvvgajWI/AAAAAAAACN4/wITjXqjAFT4/s72-c/DSC_0010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-5770190250132773684</id><published>2009-07-31T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T18:41:06.436-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Louisiana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><title type='text'>Can't catch a break, plus Reid's First Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnORoXwFcqI/AAAAAAAACMQ/jf2datBqSdg/s1600-h/DSC_1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364791703884886690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnORoXwFcqI/AAAAAAAACMQ/jf2datBqSdg/s320/DSC_1057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what happens when you get bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnORoIuAQoI/AAAAAAAACMI/CwvrXMBnnvo/s1600-h/DSC_1052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364791699849626242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnORoIuAQoI/AAAAAAAACMI/CwvrXMBnnvo/s320/DSC_1052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Probably the biggest bows Macie has ever worn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOOsJ34jfI/AAAAAAAACMA/Obv9vvGtluw/s1600-h/DSC_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364788470344093170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOOsJ34jfI/AAAAAAAACMA/Obv9vvGtluw/s320/DSC_1050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Abby looking "fabulous"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOOr4hGmqI/AAAAAAAACL4/vIUwAau_uIA/s1600-h/DSC_1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364788465685142178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOOr4hGmqI/AAAAAAAACL4/vIUwAau_uIA/s320/DSC_1048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOOrogtTvI/AAAAAAAACLw/SGXhYuy6Jws/s1600-h/DSC_1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364788461388517106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOOrogtTvI/AAAAAAAACLw/SGXhYuy6Jws/s320/DSC_1046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOOrBggt5I/AAAAAAAACLo/fThvhPAXjfU/s1600-h/DSC_1042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364788450918709138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOOrBggt5I/AAAAAAAACLo/fThvhPAXjfU/s320/DSC_1042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOOq6SAXvI/AAAAAAAACLg/92cEP8LfXMY/s1600-h/DSC_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364788448978820850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOOq6SAXvI/AAAAAAAACLg/92cEP8LfXMY/s320/DSC_0806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two thugs in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364791706593665074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnORoh16IDI/AAAAAAAACMY/8J3BT9lxeEI/s320/DSC_1065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOLPeR-eAI/AAAAAAAACLY/oz4qUlb88nk/s1600-h/DSC_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364784679071152130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOLPeR-eAI/AAAAAAAACLY/oz4qUlb88nk/s320/DSC_0989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We could not keep Reid away from this glass table. All he wanted to do was pull up on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOLPFo_e5I/AAAAAAAACLQ/84HuW3WMyuI/s1600-h/DSC_1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364784672456801170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOLPFo_e5I/AAAAAAAACLQ/84HuW3WMyuI/s320/DSC_1000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Three Amigos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we recently went to Louisiana and Mississippi to visit family. We went and made Jelly and Barrel rolling at my uncles than switched gears and went to New Orleans and went to the Aquarium and walked around the French Quarter. While it was great to see everyone it was better to get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364783251235047298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOJ8XLUh4I/AAAAAAAACKg/ULXc8Aodukk/s320/DSC_0841.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Barrel rolling down the hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364783244246210866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOJ79JDWTI/AAAAAAAACKQ/VxDU4WPH528/s320/DSC_0815.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Laura, Bella, Reid, Hannah, Jordan, Macie Jane, Abby, Sarah, Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364783247253378962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOJ8IWBF5I/AAAAAAAACKY/Dqjf967EQQA/s320/DSC_0812.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Bella, Macie, Abby, Hannah and Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364783263626887826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOJ9FVxApI/AAAAAAAACKw/S7_CQIcg09M/s320/DSC_0906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the big Shark mouth. Each one of the girls actually got to pet a small shark. It was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364783259937946482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOJ83mQO3I/AAAAAAAACKo/xgCjVnc_2XY/s320/DSC_0897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Outside the Aquarium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364784652325150210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOLN6pO3gI/AAAAAAAACK4/oM1k7H7a_Oo/s320/DSC_0955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Outside MArgaritaville&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364784661426428770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOLOcjJW2I/AAAAAAAACLA/6j5COokHC9I/s320/DSC_0968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364784669626656498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOLO7GO5vI/AAAAAAAACLI/Ev86hZac0xI/s320/DSC_0977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back home Reid started getting really fussy and screaming...(I had some really good food down there that had Dairy and Soy) Yes i felt horrible but come on people I am HUNGRY. I have never craved Pizza like I do right now. So I thought it was his stomach which that is probably how it started. Tuesday night he started running a fever I went ahead and went to work on Wednesday because I could just run across the street and meet my mom at the doctor. Well he had a double ear infection and red throat with pus pockets on it. So we got A ROCEphin shot and a Z pack to go. He got a lovely PINK BARBIE bandaide. David was so proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364791720942450674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnORpXS7N_I/AAAAAAAACMo/rLUiYr3Aizw/s320/DSC_1067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364791715417384546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnORpCtpZmI/AAAAAAAACMg/qoMUn906Xus/s320/DSC_1066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He ran fever all night Wednesday 102 and All day Thursday. David left to go out of town, and about 10 pm last night his temperature spiked to 103.9...very sad and 4 hours after medicating him it spiked again to 103.8 so we were sitting him in a cold bath tub with a fan blowing on him. Today we went to the doctor to get his lab work drawn to see if he needed another dose of Rocephin...Well good news he did not BUT....he is anemic his blood count it worse than it was when we first started all this dairy and soy business so apparently something is not fixed. UGGG So Monday we will be calling the Doctor again and making yet another appointment to figure out what to do next. On a good note he is gaining weight he weighted 16lbs and 4 oz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reid has officially said his first word......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not Mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not DaDa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364803381828640594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnOcQHe131I/AAAAAAAACM4/Jot4UgHid3k/s320/DSC_0432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That's right PaPa...over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-5770190250132773684?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/5770190250132773684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=5770190250132773684' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5770190250132773684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5770190250132773684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/07/cant-catch-break-plus-reids-first-word.html' title='Can&apos;t catch a break, plus Reid&apos;s First Word'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SnORoXwFcqI/AAAAAAAACMQ/jf2datBqSdg/s72-c/DSC_1057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-3585542610820282905</id><published>2009-07-21T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:48:53.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmaZ4Qv-25I/AAAAAAAACKI/10DSr9B7rXw/s1600-h/dyson-dc25-animal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361141598279097234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmaZ4Qv-25I/AAAAAAAACKI/10DSr9B7rXw/s320/dyson-dc25-animal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know right what I am so excited about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a new vacuum today. I have been wanting one for awhile. And today I got it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. It was on sale&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. They didn't have the cheaper model in stock, so they price matched this one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I had a 30% off coupon on top of that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got home with it.  I opened the package put it together, registered it online for the 5 year warranty....than vacuumed my entire house. It was such a great feeling...I am in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-3585542610820282905?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/3585542610820282905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=3585542610820282905' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3585542610820282905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3585542610820282905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/07/excited.html' title='Excited'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmaZ4Qv-25I/AAAAAAAACKI/10DSr9B7rXw/s72-c/dyson-dc25-animal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-5043748664712299145</id><published>2009-07-19T20:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:44:15.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HApPy BiRtHdAy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bella'/><title type='text'>My Bella is SEVEN...Oh where has the time gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPsX0-zXjI/AAAAAAAACHY/AbLg_3DIY5I/s1600-h/DSC_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360387875604225586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPsX0-zXjI/AAAAAAAACHY/AbLg_3DIY5I/s320/DSC_0522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Bella turned 7 on Saturday. I am still in shock. I don't remember her getting so big.&lt;br /&gt;She has lost 4 teeth so far &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is starting to ask for certain types of clothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She will be going into 2nd grade in less than one month :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is the best big sister to Abby and Reid...(The girls got new beds for their new rooms and one was white the other turquoise. Bella really wanted the turq one but when Abby wanted it, she said that's okay Abby you can have it. She is always loving on Reid. She can't get enough of that little guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She can ride a bike &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She can swim &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves to write in her journal. You give this kid a notebook and she can fill it up with songs, stories and she even has a math journal. I love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She can read very well, and enjoys it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has recently started wanting to help clean and organize...hopefully this will last for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I love about my baby girl. Even though she is getting almost as tall as me I still love holding her and rubbing her hair. I feel as I don't do it often enough. Right now she is asleep upstairs in her new playroom. Sleeping in her new jammies with a sleeping mask over her eyes as to not let the sun in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is getting to go to day camp at Green Valley Bible Camp this year. I will drop her off in the morning and she will be gone all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bella is my sweet one.  You don't have to tell her more than twice haha.  if you do get onto her she melts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you ask her who she loved the most Mommy or Daddy she says God, than Jesus and than you.  She makes me smile all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BELLA, I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360387844241579138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPsWAJXXII/AAAAAAAACG4/NEW1zIa2x5g/s320/DSC_0535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay so for Bella's birthday she wanted to have a slumber party. I thought awesome our house will be finished we can have them all upstairs it will be great. Well the house isn't quite finished and there was no way I could have had everything the way I wanted before Bella's party. So I had her slumber party at &lt;a href="http://dancewithkda.com/"&gt;Kaleidoscope Dance Studio&lt;/a&gt;. Let me tell you it was the BEST place to have a slumber party. My Friend Angela who owns a company called &lt;a href="http://www.galagirlies.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gala Girlies&lt;/a&gt;. Came and did all the decorations and the set up. I am sop blessed to have been able to have the dance studio and Angela for Bella's party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360387852393911794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPsWehCFfI/AAAAAAAACHA/JLrMeh-64_g/s320/DSC_0542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360389106456634162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPtfeQ4ozI/AAAAAAAACHg/C63zujlFt5Q/s320/DSC_0552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360389131118267266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPtg6IrS4I/AAAAAAAACH4/KNvYy_LejeI/s320/DSC_0538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had the girls arrive around 530 let them run around and play for awhile. Had pizza, face painting, dancing, bracelet making and of course popcorn and 2 movies. Yes some of these girls did stay up till 2 am. By the time parents came at 10am I was pooped and ready for some sleep. Bella and Abby feel asleep before we even got home and Abby slept until 4pm. It was a blast. I would certainly do it all again.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360389113000066530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPtf2o9feI/AAAAAAAACHo/mhvgXdmROl8/s320/DSC_0553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360387858746907842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPsW2LtHMI/AAAAAAAACHI/JzSTecmVVOM/s320/DSC_0543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360387865872937202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPsXQursPI/AAAAAAAACHQ/N-oY5shSmnc/s320/DSC_0546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360389122738130818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPtga6sj4I/AAAAAAAACHw/MKAh3ZpReYo/s320/DSC_0556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360389140642324706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPthdnY4OI/AAAAAAAACIA/-iaQZ3Z56SQ/s320/DSC_0570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360391585691650658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPvvyIkymI/AAAAAAAACIo/CXUuNzq-Upw/s320/DSC_0662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360391578217106306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPvvWSgS4I/AAAAAAAACIg/l4CYRJKSkQE/s320/DSC_0655.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360394023784855202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPx9svStqI/AAAAAAAACJI/PfLdxqAk1w8/s320/DSC_0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360394006523223954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPx8sbzH5I/AAAAAAAACIw/uskpFHJAfnw/s320/DSC_0629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360391558077333602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPvuLQzwGI/AAAAAAAACII/nXgwL1JRMSY/s320/DSC_0576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360391564779145346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPvukOpSII/AAAAAAAACIQ/7Jc8tTuM7xE/s320/DSC_0626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360394019182282610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPx9bl9B3I/AAAAAAAACJA/y4hCO1hqJ3E/s320/DSC_0708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360394010523114658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPx87VcnKI/AAAAAAAACI4/jwwjvSTF8e0/s320/DSC_0690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360394969689517538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPy0wgibeI/AAAAAAAACJ4/rPYsrEQky1s/s320/DSC_0777.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360394029070562802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPx-AbgNfI/AAAAAAAACJQ/0FlxhVP3fFo/s320/DSC_0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360394965916234802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPy0ic6tDI/AAAAAAAACJw/BcJIfYjQBLI/s320/DSC_0776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360394940996813298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPyzFnqgfI/AAAAAAAACJY/3N6gRsMVyJM/s320/DSC_0769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360394953788076898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPyz1RVs2I/AAAAAAAACJo/_6KT8FhdruQ/s320/DSC_0774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360394950627712418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPyzpf2XaI/AAAAAAAACJg/UQQ3lTI9Cf8/s320/DSC_0773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360395203821312418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPzCYt6GaI/AAAAAAAACKA/O08ipa-o-DA/s320/DSC_0783.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bella I hope you had as much fun at your party as I had planning and watching you and your friends interact and play together.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-5043748664712299145?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/5043748664712299145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=5043748664712299145' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5043748664712299145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5043748664712299145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-bella-is-sevenoh-where-has-time-gone.html' title='My Bella is SEVEN...Oh where has the time gone?'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SmPsX0-zXjI/AAAAAAAACHY/AbLg_3DIY5I/s72-c/DSC_0522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-3780940364715885788</id><published>2009-07-09T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:32:24.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>I have been so busy lately.  Between vacation, this house in a huge mess from construction, my real job and my play job and these 3 crazy children I have been not the best blogger.  But I am hoping that things will soon start to settle down.  After Bella's birthday of course. &lt;br /&gt;Bela:  She will be 7, yes SEVEN on Juy 18th.  My big girl.  I can't believe how time is flying.  She is having a slumber party this year.  I made these super cute invitations that had sparkles and she informed me that the boys wouldn't like it....I had to explain to her that boys and girls dont do slumber parties together.&lt;br /&gt;Abby:  She had her first dentist appointment today she did so great.  She is doing about the same she will be 4.5 on July 17th.&lt;br /&gt;Reid:  He turned 7 months on July 4th&lt;br /&gt;He can crawl, he started pulling up on everything before he turned 7 months.  He is into everything.  I do believe he is going to be my super active chilld.  I told him if he didn't stop being so advanced I would break his leg...Ask Abby she can tell you I will post some pics later I don't have the energy now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-3780940364715885788?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/3780940364715885788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=3780940364715885788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3780940364715885788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3780940364715885788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-4890271771116129650</id><published>2009-06-11T05:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:57:28.728-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid 6 months'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>The beginning of summer</title><content type='html'>It has been a great beginning to summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have swam a lot the girls both got new bikes so we are outside from the time they wake up till it's time for bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday we were at the Bowman's for the End of School Swim Party. Here are some Fun shots of the kids playing. Reid did not like at all Abby holding him in the Little swim pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346252082153593698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SjGz8Wx1G2I/AAAAAAAACBk/NJLgNvlrb7I/s320/DSC_1105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346252085944548066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SjGz8k5qeuI/AAAAAAAACBs/7d3j1Dvdy5E/s320/DSC_1102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346252103312823698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SjGz9lmlVZI/AAAAAAAACCE/hzlEaW4fPik/s320/DSC_1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346252089072039170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SjGz8wjUNQI/AAAAAAAACB0/6llOYM-SZg0/s320/DSC_1110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346252094519891058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SjGz9E2L1HI/AAAAAAAACB8/PsOXYwyvOrI/s320/DSC_1103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reid at 6 months old:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is sitting on his own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is beginning to crawl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is eating a few foods, he does not care so much for baby food he would rather us just make it ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight: 14lbs 7.8oz = 6%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Height: 25 1/4 in = 13%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Head: 40.6 cm = 1%&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346253473593943394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SjG1NWTD5WI/AAAAAAAACCM/iw3FnLIqLP4/s320/DSC_0992_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He did not care so much for his first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Popsicle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346253477607408946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SjG1NlP8hTI/AAAAAAAACCU/ps16wyH7IHU/s320/DSC_1090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-4890271771116129650?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/4890271771116129650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=4890271771116129650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4890271771116129650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4890271771116129650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/06/beginning-of-summer.html' title='The beginning of summer'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SjGz8Wx1G2I/AAAAAAAACBk/NJLgNvlrb7I/s72-c/DSC_1105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-1729148979396495361</id><published>2009-06-09T21:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T21:51:24.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>Recital and Dancing on the Square</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Si85hpIC9II/AAAAAAAACA8/lEqWT7i5gEA/s1600-h/bellaabbypjs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345554532850136194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Si85hpIC9II/AAAAAAAACA8/lEqWT7i5gEA/s320/bellaabbypjs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am sorry for not posting this any sooner but I literaly have not had time to post. The girls did such a great job at there dance recital. I was a total stage mom and loved every minute of it. It was all I could do when my sweet girls were on stage not to do the dance with them, since I have seen it a million times. I had a grin from ear to ear. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345554540725703362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Si85iGduksI/AAAAAAAACBM/xZCK-sMtPxk/s320/bellapjs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345554533017399490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Si85hpv7MMI/AAAAAAAACA0/mQS3z4he-T8/s320/abbysnowwhite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345554536076481554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Si85h1JRFBI/AAAAAAAACBE/V-WD9vx9Inw/s320/bellapirate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345554526621700626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Si85hR7EkhI/AAAAAAAACAs/DuPHYl5LGWM/s320/abbyflapper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I volunteered at the front so I was there all day and exhausted. Backstage I was a mad women changing costumes and making sure we looked pretty for on stage. Well what do you know Abby tore a HUGE whole in her tan tights. So right before she went on stage we ripped them off and turned them around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345556583053295010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Si87Y-ukfaI/AAAAAAAACBU/sUuN7IdzUFU/s320/DSC_0910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345556586988216258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Si87ZNYun8I/AAAAAAAACBc/05jgSQzvmRs/s320/DSC_0911-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than on FRiday June 5th Abby danced on the square in Bentonville for First Friday. She did an awesome job. A lady came up to me after to tell me that she was her favorite on stage. Of course I totally agreed with her. Too Cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-1729148979396495361?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/1729148979396495361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=1729148979396495361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1729148979396495361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1729148979396495361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/06/recital-and-dancing-on-square.html' title='Recital and Dancing on the Square'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Si85hpIC9II/AAAAAAAACA8/lEqWT7i5gEA/s72-c/bellaabbypjs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-8333760476089974350</id><published>2009-05-29T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T19:31:06.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SiCaFI0bveI/AAAAAAAABM4/qDE_vO1hwiw/s1600-h/DSC_0720_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341438571118837218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SiCaFI0bveI/AAAAAAAABM4/qDE_vO1hwiw/s320/DSC_0720_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SiCaEaaed2I/AAAAAAAABMo/Ajuwi9M7z-k/s1600-h/DSC_0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341438558661932898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SiCaEaaed2I/AAAAAAAABMo/Ajuwi9M7z-k/s320/DSC_0728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well summer is almost here 2 more days of school left for Ms. Bella. I can not wait for her to be home from school se we can make the most of the sunshine. We have joined our neighborhood pool. Today I took the kids after school..no I did not drop the kids off at the pool.. LOL sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341438554074782706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SiCaEJU0G_I/AAAAAAAABMg/eCrzQaj4muk/s320/DSC_0716_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341438551197099394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SiCaD-muJYI/AAAAAAAABMY/GjR9UMh4_Ms/s320/DSC_0712_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow is Bella and Abby's Dance recital so beware of pictures to come. I think I am as excited as them and Bella doesn't know it but she gets an award at the end for passing her checchetti exams. Go Bella. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341438564751484402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SiCaExGVpfI/AAAAAAAABMw/EiHW7WGxp4E/s320/DSC_0470-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures really dont have anything to do with the post just some really cute pictures I have taken recently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-8333760476089974350?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/8333760476089974350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=8333760476089974350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8333760476089974350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8333760476089974350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SiCaFI0bveI/AAAAAAAABM4/qDE_vO1hwiw/s72-c/DSC_0720_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-4093853202651686083</id><published>2009-05-26T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:53:39.170-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooper Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bella Fairy Tale Ball'/><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>This past few weeks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; been nothing out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ordinary&lt;/span&gt; Crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chesnutt&lt;/span&gt; times. Mom was in the hospital for a few days with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pancreatitis&lt;/span&gt; and than just out normal hectic schedule so I am going to try and do a little catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340161589804270738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwQrCt4BJI/AAAAAAAABJQ/ZAra-N96PDA/s320/DSC_0751_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; This last Friday Bella had her Fairy Tale Ball at school. She was Little Red Riding Hood. I do have to say so myself she was the cutest kid. The kids came to school dressed up and than paraded around the "Kingdom"(Hallways) to the "Ball" (cafeteria) the did 3 dances and than back to the classroom for a Tea party. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; cute.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340161609827240994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwQsNTuTCI/AAAAAAAABJw/HlXBE_Kl-dE/s320/DSC_0772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340161604835193170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwQr6thsVI/AAAAAAAABJo/UjIRDSr3VN8/s320/DSC_0776_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340162681688371730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwRqmTVMhI/AAAAAAAABJ4/FHala8yXjjs/s320/DSC_0760_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340161593575518866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwQrQxAspI/AAAAAAAABJY/ZVqK1TD3Vms/s320/DSC_0753_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday we had Coopers Birthday party and he wanted to go hiking at Devils Den for his party. Well I packed up the kids and we were off plus 3 extras in my car. Oh my GIRLS are never quite. 5 girls plus Reid bless his heart this is all he has to look forward too. David had to go get lumber and siding for the house so he didn't attend the rainfall hike. Bella and Abby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; fun. Bella went into the cave as we waited outside. It was a good time but I wouldn't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; it with a child strapped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of you. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340164801668943394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwTl_2FjiI/AAAAAAAABKg/6Dww-Ksl4XA/s320/DSC_0830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340164791776268386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwTla_fUGI/AAAAAAAABKY/lQVMy5GZYQg/s320/DSC_0841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340164775695539074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwTkfFi24I/AAAAAAAABKA/JbF-rKzFtMM/s320/DSC_0782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340164784216823282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwTk-1LVfI/AAAAAAAABKI/KegXVn7S0d8/s320/DSC_0787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340164786094868466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwTlF08B_I/AAAAAAAABKQ/SCw3i2YeLRU/s320/DSC_0792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340175600287713666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Shwdaj1biYI/AAAAAAAABLA/E6PZFOE7-l4/s320/DSC_0822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340175595664992450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwdaSnSaMI/AAAAAAAABK4/Bfa1InTq0f8/s320/DSC_0818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340175590775808738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwdaAZnYuI/AAAAAAAABKw/Gp0bx4RXn8c/s320/DSC_0837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340175582337191554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwdZg9sToI/AAAAAAAABKo/2RG_OmAkCIs/s320/DSC_0803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-4093853202651686083?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/4093853202651686083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=4093853202651686083' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4093853202651686083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4093853202651686083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ShwQrCt4BJI/AAAAAAAABJQ/ZAra-N96PDA/s72-c/DSC_0751_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-8584342747161942424</id><published>2009-05-13T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:54:25.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid. Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mothers Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abby'/><title type='text'>Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SguSxmXVH5I/AAAAAAAABGw/hld88nMuKnw/s1600-h/DSC_0692_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335519564360130450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SguSxmXVH5I/AAAAAAAABGw/hld88nMuKnw/s320/DSC_0692_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a great weekend, a fun afternoon with the girls. We met my Sister and Macie Jane at the nail place and got a mani-pedi. The girls were so excited. They picked out their own colors. Bella got turq with white dots and Abby got Red with white dots, for Christmas. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335519563770987394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SguSxkK3g4I/AAAAAAAABGo/VR_joSmIyhs/s320/DSC_0688_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335519553306689202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SguSw9L-_rI/AAAAAAAABGY/lNN_ROiVnhI/s320/DSC_0687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335519547740400466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SguSwoc4K1I/AAAAAAAABGQ/laoIrAIrzMI/s320/DSC_0684_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335519559814706130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SguSxVbnc9I/AAAAAAAABGg/JplNJnAEMbg/s320/DSC_0690_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I am really wishing it would please, please stop raining. We can not do anything else on our house addition until there is no rain for THREE days. I am trying to be patient but seriously. I read in the newspaper that this has been the wettest Arkansas has been since 1882. Why not next year when we are not adding on. I want some sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reid has his first real food: Carrots. Needless to say I can tell you it is not his favorite. But since he has to wait 10 days in between trying new foods. Hopefully he will take a liking to it.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335521272772659282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SguUVCsniFI/AAAAAAAABHA/9l0hpf0ZzCU/s320/DSC_0644-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335521270424345042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SguUU58vGdI/AAAAAAAABG4/31UvT2vOhDs/s320/DSC_0643-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335521273283437634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SguUVEmZZEI/AAAAAAAABHI/3vK2e7Y9SlY/s320/DSC_0650-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335521280654264178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SguUVgDvR3I/AAAAAAAABHY/DlH1wjIMMrI/s320/DSC_0642-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335521280262247058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SguUVemRkpI/AAAAAAAABHQ/uAkDohRwnf0/s320/DSC_0653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes he is actually gagging in this picture.  I think he was totally glad when I stopped trying to feed it to him.  I hope everyone had a great weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-8584342747161942424?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/8584342747161942424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=8584342747161942424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8584342747161942424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8584342747161942424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mothers Day'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SguSxmXVH5I/AAAAAAAABGw/hld88nMuKnw/s72-c/DSC_0692_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-1409266990101377</id><published>2009-05-07T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T20:10:14.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bella'/><title type='text'>Reids 5 month check up</title><content type='html'>So there are not any pictures on this post. I am simply to tired to walk in the other room right now.&lt;br /&gt;Today we took Reid to the Doctor to get a 5 month check up. Most babies do not get a check up at 5 months but we are special. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 13lbs 0.6 oz&lt;br /&gt;Length 24.5 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EARS: Double ear infection--just smiling and talking to the doctor no fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said he is advanced for his age and will probably be walking early. She asked did your other kids walk early I said yes of coarse. Bella walked at 9 months and Abby walked at 10.5 she would have walked earlier but she had a broken femur from falling off the bed at 9 months. I was on my way to &lt;a href="http://heathnlanebrown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lane's&lt;/a&gt; baby shower and left the shower take Abby to the hospital. OOPs. Than said do you mind checking him over really good....He fell off the bed this morning. I left him and Abby asleep together on the bed. I jumped in the bath and dint even wash my hair. Needless to say he is fine and I WON YET ANOTHER MOTHER OF THE YEAR AWARD TODAY. So ladies step aside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-1409266990101377?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/1409266990101377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=1409266990101377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1409266990101377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1409266990101377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/05/reids-5-month-check-up.html' title='Reids 5 month check up'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-2928603589858895316</id><published>2009-05-05T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:02:17.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bella'/><title type='text'>Craziness at the Chesnutt's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My house has literally been turned upside down. We have started adding on to our house to make room for all of us and for David's man room. Well lets see we have three holes where the workers have stepped through the ceiling..Nice I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be great when it is all finished.  But for now Please hurry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332571375879876802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SgEZaca8cMI/AAAAAAAABEE/_ajLfW1W9sI/s320/DSC_0536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332571373188474370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SgEZaSZQ5gI/AAAAAAAABEM/La0g_4MMEc8/s320/DSC_0539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The girls original room has the carpet pulled up from water getting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend we moved Reid out of his room and I moved my sewing room to his room so he now is homeless until we get the addition finished because he will go in the girls old room. The girls are moving upstairs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My house looks like a bomb went off inside of it. If it would ever stop raining they could finish it. But once again the 7 days I have on my outlook shows nothing but rain. UGG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I thought I would post some pictures of the kids having fun. Hope there is sunshine coming our way soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332571392593200626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SgEZbarthfI/AAAAAAAABEk/u5Db2WOuBeg/s320/DSC_0616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332571385964310706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SgEZbB_QsLI/AAAAAAAABEc/3TKD8NOWcK0/s320/DSC_0612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332570674581588386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SgEYxn4ZyaI/AAAAAAAABD8/f3cKvH7QIU8/s320/DSC_0542_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332571377366070066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SgEZah9R8zI/AAAAAAAABEU/ybuBf6lb580/s320/DSC_0611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-2928603589858895316?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/2928603589858895316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=2928603589858895316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2928603589858895316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2928603589858895316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/05/craziness-at-chesnutts.html' title='Craziness at the Chesnutt&apos;s'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SgEZaca8cMI/AAAAAAAABEE/_ajLfW1W9sI/s72-c/DSC_0536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-6112589616698371511</id><published>2009-04-27T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T20:59:22.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Race for the Cure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Cereal'/><title type='text'>Reid's First Cereal and Race for the Cure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ5kPzwcjI/AAAAAAAAA-0/R_lsCFJZfUU/s1600-h/DSC_0533_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329580872665428530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ5kPzwcjI/AAAAAAAAA-0/R_lsCFJZfUU/s320/DSC_0533_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Sunday Reid had his first taste of cereal. We had to go but organic cereal because everything else had soy in the ingredients. He seemed to do okay with it. I think the girls had more fun than he did. They were so excited to be able to feed him his first foods. I talked to the pediatrician and she said instead of waiting 3-5 days in between introducing new foods we have to wait 7-10 days from one food to the next after he masters cereal. I do have to admit I did cheat last night after work I had an Oreo cookie but I was needing something chocolate and the cake recipe I got off the Internet was horrible...I mean HORRIBLE. Never ever have to wonder what chocolate covered Eath tastes like again. I am so glad I will be able to check that off my list LOL.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329580879800708402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ5kqY8LTI/AAAAAAAAA_M/dZRay6q2j_Y/s320/DSC_0505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bella did such a great job feeding him. She even cleaned him up between bites. His face was missing the first layer after she was done.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329580884749554082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ5k801kaI/AAAAAAAAA_U/RBAyzPAJYLY/s320/DSC_0509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329581471008216050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ6HEzy0_I/AAAAAAAAA_c/H3Ei_6qXxd0/s320/DSC_0511_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329581480835478722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ6Hpay9MI/AAAAAAAAA_s/qEENpZOB9ME/s320/DSC_0523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329580876326655698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ5kdcqVtI/AAAAAAAAA_E/eYWd4NDZUbs/s320/DSC_0503_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329580873489792834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ5kS4TP0I/AAAAAAAAA-8/7h2j-Crf71I/s320/DSC_0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bella seemed to like the cereal.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329581483870369138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ6H0uXtXI/AAAAAAAAA_0/rw46iw2C4ds/s320/DSC_0525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby after she tasted the ceral. She did not like it what so ever. She than got mad I was taking a picture of her not liking the cereal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329581489253059874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ6IIxtDSI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Q7gUsTloAzg/s320/DSC_0530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329581476558441346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ6HZfEi4I/AAAAAAAAA_k/gE7OB8pfm9Q/s320/DSC_0515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also did Race for the Cure this last Saturday. We walked for my friend Jasmine. The girls walked almost the entire way which is a glorious feet for Bella, my child who does not like to get sweaty.  We walked as a family and with some friends.  It was wonderful to see how many people turned out for such a great cause.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When trying to explain why we were walking for Mrs. Jasmine, I said she had some bad tissue in her boob they had to take out.  She said well mom why are we not walking for you?  So than I had to explain that yes mommy had bad tissue in her boob but Mrs. Jasmine's tissue was really bad.  So my sweet Bella said "Mom I am going to walk for Mrs. Jasmine and you and me so I don't have bad tissue in my boob someday."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love that girl.  She is so tender hearted.  Always thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We came home from the race and took a long much needed nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329583311837495666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ7yObsgXI/AAAAAAAABAc/Cfvb8uHlS58/s320/DSC_0551_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329583301478800034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ7xn1_WqI/AAAAAAAABAM/7VjW3Tsuc0c/s320/DSC_0546_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329583316050808562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ7yeIOjvI/AAAAAAAABAk/1jBP80tYAm0/s320/DSC_0556_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329583970890414370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ8YlmJ-SI/AAAAAAAABBM/vyInxHoRp7g/s320/DSC_0569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329583301326463266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ7xnRq4SI/AAAAAAAABAE/9JJGpKfPZ7M/s320/DSC_0545_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329583964019119058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ8YL_6U9I/AAAAAAAABA8/_F6sJNCyoQ4/s320/DSC_0570_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329583969154251794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ8YfIOPBI/AAAAAAAABBE/Rgg9cYWGpsI/s320/DSC_0567_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329583307719541778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ7x_F5hBI/AAAAAAAABAU/ITHZK7kSxEY/s320/DSC_0548_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329583958635972274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ8X38eBrI/AAAAAAAABAs/MCV-PUujPVQ/s320/DSC_0561_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way we found out today that Bella passed her Ballet exams. We are so proud of her. She will get a certificate at the recital this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-6112589616698371511?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/6112589616698371511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=6112589616698371511' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6112589616698371511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6112589616698371511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/04/reids-first-cereal-and-race-for-cure.html' title='Reid&apos;s First Cereal and Race for the Cure'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SfZ5kPzwcjI/AAAAAAAAA-0/R_lsCFJZfUU/s72-c/DSC_0533_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-4841215959810888673</id><published>2009-04-19T20:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:09:12.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bella'/><title type='text'>Bella's Cecchetti Exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sev0qo1eERI/AAAAAAAAA8s/N0mYr1wgXCI/s1600-h/DSC_0479_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326619997649113362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sev0qo1eERI/AAAAAAAAA8s/N0mYr1wgXCI/s320/DSC_0479_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The night before her exam I brought her home a HUGE kiss. She was so excited. She loves, Loves, Loves &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;. She is a girl after my own heart. She said mom is this for good luck in the morning? I said yes Bella lets just not eat the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevzkEqD5ZI/AAAAAAAAA78/YiVI-jPoKxI/s1600-h/DSC_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326618785346741650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevzkEqD5ZI/AAAAAAAAA78/YiVI-jPoKxI/s320/DSC_0470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevzkIkLmqI/AAAAAAAAA70/5u5Vk9QZFEk/s1600-h/DSC_0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326618786395822754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevzkIkLmqI/AAAAAAAAA70/5u5Vk9QZFEk/s320/DSC_0469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella had her first Ballet Exam this weekend and she did a wonderful job. I am so very proud of her. She looked like a real ballerina. We drove to Joplin, MO with one of her friends that was also testing. We won't find out if she passed until later this week so we are keeping our fingers crossed. Did I mention how proud I am of h&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326619994947254098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sev0qexS91I/AAAAAAAAA8c/3lFuE0XLzHY/s320/DSC_0477_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;er?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevzk2nJ_9I/AAAAAAAAA8U/G3jELaVOYTw/s1600-h/DSC_0476_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326618798756331474" style="WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevzk2nJ_9I/AAAAAAAAA8U/G3jELaVOYTw/s320/DSC_0476_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevzkvFu_1I/AAAAAAAAA8M/FSXQ6f2PSPY/s1600-h/DSC_0473_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326618796737101650" style="WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevzkvFu_1I/AAAAAAAAA8M/FSXQ6f2PSPY/s320/DSC_0473_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevzkQUmLVI/AAAAAAAAA8E/0ENb5SrdMCY/s1600-h/DSC_0471_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326618788477939026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevzkQUmLVI/AAAAAAAAA8E/0ENb5SrdMCY/s320/DSC_0471_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326619991087250322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sev0qQY_-5I/AAAAAAAAA8k/K-Q05ezlOwE/s320/DSC_0478_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326620010994526354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sev0rajQ6JI/AAAAAAAAA88/Yzw7BT-ZxWU/s320/DSC_0483_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326620000839045778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sev0q0uAkpI/AAAAAAAAA80/RCTi2YKWaoE/s320/DSC_0480_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sev1Od8SkoI/AAAAAAAAA9E/8-YE2JBlMN8/s1600-h/DSC_0481_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326620613200220802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sev1Od8SkoI/AAAAAAAAA9E/8-YE2JBlMN8/s320/DSC_0481_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-4841215959810888673?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/4841215959810888673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=4841215959810888673' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4841215959810888673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4841215959810888673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/04/bellas-cecchetti-exams.html' title='Bella&apos;s Cecchetti Exams'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sev0qo1eERI/AAAAAAAAA8s/N0mYr1wgXCI/s72-c/DSC_0479_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-2587338316830211377</id><published>2009-04-19T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:57:51.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bella'/><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>We decorated eggs like usual at the last minute when I got home from work on Saturday night. I am guessing better late than never. I did not get a picture of the eggs after they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;dried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; DAVID threw them away before I could get my camera out. The girls were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326613944266595522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevvKSOnHMI/AAAAAAAAA5c/4n-SYIbxarI/s320/DSC_0394_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326613951350000114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevvKsnbSfI/AAAAAAAAA5k/MVccY86cB1s/s320/DSC_0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326613959325552914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevvLKU8kRI/AAAAAAAAA50/CGR4GkGvpqo/s320/DSC_0397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326613955984257906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevvK94Uc3I/AAAAAAAAA5s/8wkXZJ8T39U/s320/DSC_0396.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It was such a beautiful rainy Easter this year and needless to say I did not get great pictures of the kids but oh well. The Easter Bunny was very good to the kids this year. He always leaves a trail of Eggs from the front door to the living room each time he hops eggs fall out of his basket. Bella gets so excited about it. This year he left money in some of the eggs. A penny goes a long way when you are 4 and 6 :) Even Reid got a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; bunny. Let me tell you he was so excited. On the sunny days outside Reid, Abby and I walk to Bella's school and pick her up so the Easter Bunny got the girls scooters to ride on so they can keep up with my long legs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326614812119998642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevv8zO_ILI/AAAAAAAAA58/GXu5W3h59Nk/s320/DSC_0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevw2OU53XI/AAAAAAAAA6k/a05brpWXHG0/s1600-h/DSC_0407_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326615798645120370" style="WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevw2OU53XI/AAAAAAAAA6k/a05brpWXHG0/s320/DSC_0407_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326614815629050274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevv9ATnAaI/AAAAAAAAA6E/ykkbnrT0VVs/s320/DSC_0399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326614829786927762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevv91DHEpI/AAAAAAAAA6c/jIgVNE2rVxk/s320/DSC_0403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326614826143212754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevv9neYZNI/AAAAAAAAA6U/oqQgl_L7Iig/s320/DSC_0401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326614821723214578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevv9XAkkvI/AAAAAAAAA6M/OHA01wePk-Y/s320/DSC_0400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After church on Sunday we went to my mom's house and instead of an egg hunt the kids decorated cupcakes.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevw2ya5l_I/AAAAAAAAA7E/hVpiie4nuCE/s1600-h/DSC_0421_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326615808333944818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevw2ya5l_I/AAAAAAAAA7E/hVpiie4nuCE/s320/DSC_0421_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevw2eUqonI/AAAAAAAAA6s/LR0U4yN-c-M/s1600-h/DSC_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326615802939089522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevw2eUqonI/AAAAAAAAA6s/LR0U4yN-c-M/s320/DSC_0410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevw2hGdfZI/AAAAAAAAA60/oQIUA0qb3wA/s1600-h/DSC_0416_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326615803684814226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevw2hGdfZI/AAAAAAAAA60/oQIUA0qb3wA/s320/DSC_0416_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevw2nR-4-I/AAAAAAAAA68/_v6Gk4rzYs4/s1600-h/DSC_0417_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326615805343753186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sevw2nR-4-I/AAAAAAAAA68/_v6Gk4rzYs4/s320/DSC_0417_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevyEAbhC-I/AAAAAAAAA7s/aOLJRxDYfH8/s1600-h/DSC_0431_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326617134944553954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevyEAbhC-I/AAAAAAAAA7s/aOLJRxDYfH8/s320/DSC_0431_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevyD80sPHI/AAAAAAAAA7k/xjdg7WCjDzE/s1600-h/DSC_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326617133976403058" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevyD80sPHI/AAAAAAAAA7k/xjdg7WCjDzE/s320/DSC_0429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevyDqTnh5I/AAAAAAAAA7c/iuhVOZvoTO4/s1600-h/DSC_0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326617129005844370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevyDqTnh5I/AAAAAAAAA7c/iuhVOZvoTO4/s320/DSC_0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevyDUTyq-I/AAAAAAAAA7U/jeHZ3yLMiCY/s1600-h/DSC_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326617123100994530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevyDUTyq-I/AAAAAAAAA7U/jeHZ3yLMiCY/s320/DSC_0442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevyDJC7LNI/AAAAAAAAA7M/UQueKosHKc4/s1600-h/DSC_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326617120077458642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevyDJC7LNI/AAAAAAAAA7M/UQueKosHKc4/s320/DSC_0443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-2587338316830211377?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/2587338316830211377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=2587338316830211377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2587338316830211377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2587338316830211377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SevvKSOnHMI/AAAAAAAAA5c/4n-SYIbxarI/s72-c/DSC_0394_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-5144280472156082420</id><published>2009-04-10T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:24:36.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abby'/><title type='text'>Abby is going to give me gray hair  UGGGG</title><content type='html'>So lets see how my Good Friday actually turned out:&lt;br /&gt;I woke up got the girls hair done for school and sent them out the door with David for the day. I crawled back into bed since I was up most of the night and Reid was asleep.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt; silence.  The phone rings its David..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mmmm&lt;/span&gt; Abby doesn't have school today it's Good Friday. Well there goes my restful do whatever I want run errands kind of day. &lt;br /&gt;Abby comes home I st her up in the living &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rom&lt;/span&gt; with TV and a snack by the fire so I can take a shower and get ready while Reid is still asleep. &lt;br /&gt;I jump in the shower, get out put my hair in a towel put my robe on to go check on Abby so the neighbors don't get scared you know.  She's not in the living room.....So I call her name ... there is no answer.  I look to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;garage&lt;/span&gt; door and it is open wide along with the garage door being open... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I run frantically around the house tearing up beds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;screaming&lt;/span&gt; her name and there is no answer.  I run outside screaming her name No Answer.  (Yes I am wearing JUST my robe at this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; still)  I run across the street to the neighbors she is not there I go to the next door neighbors she is not there.  (I am running with NO BRA)  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Run&lt;/span&gt; back inside I am hysterical at this point crying trying to figure out what she is wearing and thinking that every second counts so I need to go ahead and call the police.  It has been 10 minutes now.  I dial 911...Ring....&lt;br /&gt;What do my eyes see coming around the corner...A smiling little girl with curls...WHAT....&lt;br /&gt;I hung up the phone scooped her up.  She said she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;was hiding&lt;/span&gt; under the pillow beside my bed.  I was shacking so hard I couldn't have spanked her if I wanted to. &lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I was thinking I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;needed&lt;/span&gt; a stiff drink by 830 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Good things that happened:  I did find he girls easter shoes, purchased the Easter Bunny gift, picked up ther new beds and got the chandieler for their new room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope your day started off better than mine.  Thank God she came out of her hiding spot before I alerted the local media to come film me in my Red Robe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-5144280472156082420?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/5144280472156082420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=5144280472156082420' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5144280472156082420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5144280472156082420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/04/abby-is-going-to-give-me-gray-hair.html' title='Abby is going to give me gray hair  UGGGG'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-9073284424728295224</id><published>2009-04-09T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:06:09.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haircut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bella'/><title type='text'>Mommy and Me Easter party and a HUGE announcement for the CHESNUTTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our Easter party at Mommy and Me today. Abby loved it, Reid was so excited he fell asleep from all the hype. Tucker and Abby went around with Reid's Easter basket to collect eggs for him. Reid's basket is a handy me down from Cooper and Tucker. Tuck was so excited to give it to him because he gets a big boy Easter basket now :) Abby was really upset we were going to the Easter party and she wasn't getting to wear her Easter dress. So I let her pick out her own clothes.. Oops she said it looked very Eastery...a black shirt with Bella's blue shirt over it and jeans. I looked at her and thought.. Ah ha SPRING&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322905636887960754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sd7CeYuhnLI/AAAAAAAAAyY/H0QMO5NnZog/s320/DSC_0362_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322905641156014338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sd7CeooG8QI/AAAAAAAAAyg/u4ih11huiDc/s320/DSC_0363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322905646851656994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sd7Ce92DjSI/AAAAAAAAAyo/bSDW9WhPR2M/s320/DSC_0364_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322905648260466578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sd7CfDF8R5I/AAAAAAAAAyw/2uWjhRfaGtU/s320/DSC_0367_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322905668574336578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sd7CgOxJVkI/AAAAAAAAAy4/6YndE2cBZdA/s320/DSC_0369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322906941750803890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sd7DqVuEfbI/AAAAAAAAAzA/oMsTYMF-jcA/s320/DSC_0372_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for the big announcement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;ABBY GOT HER HAIRCUT....THIS HAS BEEN 4 LONG YEARS IN THE MAKING. I really wanted to take her to a salon and get big girl pictures and she said no they would make her look like a boy and the only way she would do it was if I did it. So tonight I cut her hair. I ended up taking a picture of her curls I cut off instead of trying to save them because honestly I would probably loose them. I had to get her haircut before her brother did. LOL  She said that tomorrow when she goes to school she know Miss Jessica will say Oh Abby did you get your haircut?  It looks fabulous.  I just really needed to post this before someone else posted there kids first haircut and they were under the age of 1.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322906946821796530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sd7DqonFsrI/AAAAAAAAAzI/PdC9LSOd6IU/s320/DSC_0373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322906949600744818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sd7Dqy9pFXI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/XfQjjFOaTA8/s320/DSC_0374_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322906954491252626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sd7DrFLoT5I/AAAAAAAAAzY/gei0wKDoVfY/s320/DSC_0380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322906957063803906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sd7DrOw-VAI/AAAAAAAAAzg/6-8aswkhHUg/s320/DSC_0379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella had her practice for dance tonight and she did great.  I am so proud of her she is so good.  I mean I still cant walk a straight line and she can while walking on her toes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-9073284424728295224?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/9073284424728295224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=9073284424728295224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/9073284424728295224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/9073284424728295224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/04/mommy-and-me-easter-party-and-huge.html' title='Mommy and Me Easter party and a HUGE announcement for the CHESNUTTS'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sd7CeYuhnLI/AAAAAAAAAyY/H0QMO5NnZog/s72-c/DSC_0362_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-822329471934983353</id><published>2009-04-07T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:10:25.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid. Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abigial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><title type='text'>Easter Sneak Peek plus Todays Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I know you are dying to know what my girls are wearing oh and Reid for Easter. So here is a little sneak peek of what will come on Sunday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322167191002066482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sdwi3LbqrjI/AAAAAAAAAxw/euNL7maNOMQ/s320/DSC_0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322167193735587234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sdwi3VnY5aI/AAAAAAAAAx4/TBGgvb9ARDk/s320/DSC_0348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is our pictures after bath tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reid hanging on for dear life. He has been awake all day. He woke up this morning at 830 am and did not go back to sleep until 230 than slept for an hour than slept a total of 45 minutes until he crashed at 900 I am oping it means he is going to sleep alot tonight...PLEASE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322167193747984578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sdwi3VqWEMI/AAAAAAAAAyA/3h7ONrnM0QU/s320/DSC_0340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby--her standard pose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322167204496985922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sdwi39tGz0I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/8KiQF3KamFY/s320/DSC_0343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella--Writing stories at her desk.  She loves to write.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322167196630276194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sdwi3gZiWGI/AAAAAAAAAyI/oSjUvMNIAhg/s320/DSC_0342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-822329471934983353?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/822329471934983353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=822329471934983353' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/822329471934983353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/822329471934983353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-sneak-peek-plus-todays.html' title='Easter Sneak Peek plus Todays Happenings'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sdwi3LbqrjI/AAAAAAAAAxw/euNL7maNOMQ/s72-c/DSC_0347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-2642423945870122579</id><published>2009-04-06T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:42:17.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><title type='text'>Reid's poop shooter appoinment....</title><content type='html'>We drove down last night to Little Rock and spent the night so we didn't have to get up early this morning and drive all the way.  Which Reid was up from 330 till 5 anyways so technically we could have.  Okay here is how our day went:&lt;br /&gt;930 Arrive to GI clinic sign in...no one is in the waiting room and the other names that were on there fancy baord said Not Here and Reid's name said Waiting by it.. Great I thought we will be in and out in no time and than we can maybe do some shopping and get a great lunch (that is dairy free and soy free). &lt;br /&gt;940:  They cal us back and a team of three nurses take us in a room.  One takes hima nd weighs and measures him the other one asks us 20 questions and the other prints off labels and writes information down.  By the way Reid is now 11 lbs and 9 oz.  I know small compared to some.&lt;br /&gt;1000:  Waiting&lt;br /&gt;1030: waiting  I had to pee so bad but I tought surely he will be in here any minute so I will just hold it, I've had to hold it this long before I am good.&lt;br /&gt;1045: STILL WAITING and about to pee my pants&lt;br /&gt;1050: I run to the bathroom......so much relief I can sit now&lt;br /&gt;1100: Pam the nurse comes in and asks us 200 questions.  And I of coarse had all my labs already printed off all the dates of all his symptoms when he had what done and how long it lasted.  She looked at me and said it looks ike you have already diagnosed him yourself.  With a big smile on my face I said well pretty much but we want to make sure.  She examined him.  She even stuck her finger up his poop shooter which I am supposed to tell everyone that he cried he did not giggle which was a huge relief to David.  She teseted his poop for blood and it came back negative&lt;br /&gt;1130:  The DR FINALLY comes in takes a look at Reid, does a physical exam.  Says it looks like you were right with the ilk and soy allergy but he is young so it wont show up on lab yet because he hasn't built up the histamines.  But let us check his poop for blood for the next three weeks and if they stay negative without you eating dairy or soy we will go with that.  If they come back positive for blood with me changing my diet that we have to go back and get a sigmoidoscopy and do more labs.  So I am back to poop scooping.&lt;br /&gt;1154:  My cell phone rings.....who could it be....Bellview...Mrs. Chesnutt I have Isabella in my office and she just threw up in the hallway so we will need someone to come and get her......REALLY.Called my mom and she went and picked Bella up from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home from Little Rock and Bella was running around and wanting to go outside and play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-2642423945870122579?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/2642423945870122579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=2642423945870122579' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2642423945870122579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2642423945870122579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/04/reids-poop-shooter-appoinment.html' title='Reid&apos;s poop shooter appoinment....'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-3211458076470860292</id><published>2009-04-03T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T21:03:33.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid. Isabella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Award'/><title type='text'>This week's updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been crazy lately. I feel like almost everyday I am running in circles constantly chasing my own tail. I am hoping it will get better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320681403645872674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sdbbi-NWyiI/AAAAAAAAAwM/OeyLyZheZSw/s320/DSC_0104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella: Is practicing for her checehetti exams for primary one. She did her 3 dance classes this week as well as helped Abby's teachers during her 2 classes. We are dancing fools in this house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby: Well she is definitely keeping me on my toes. I love her for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reid: Oh where do I even begin. I am now not eating dairy nor soy until we go and see the pediatric gastroenterology doctor on Monday in Little Rock. I am hoping for some answers very soon. At least he does smile. He is definitely in motion. He now can roll from back to stomach and stomach to back. No more leaving him on the bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320681405527925442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SdbbjFOEosI/AAAAAAAAAwU/MZGLFsM9pfk/s320/DSC_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are also starting construction on our house next week. We are adding on upstairs a bedroom, bathroom and man room for David. I am so excited I get to redecorate the girls room. I sold there bed that I worked so hard and begged so hard for 3 years ago but I listed it on Craigslist and sold it almost immediately. Sad in a way but excited to start working on the girls big girl rooms. I found a chandelier for their room I can't wait to get. David said we needed a fan for resale...Are you kidding me resale. If we are adding on we are not reselling. I told him if we move we can buy a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forgot to mention the day after Reid got admitted to the hospital Bella got the Writing Award at school. She loves to write stories and we are so proud of her.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320681400873970498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sdbbiz4e60I/AAAAAAAAAwE/fVGyIFPQ7Lk/s320/DSC_0100_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320681414917945010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SdbbjoM09rI/AAAAAAAAAwk/Ko2iktwVJ10/s320/DSC_0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320681412585237538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SdbbjfgqrCI/AAAAAAAAAwc/-C0uSD3iL8I/s320/DSC_0121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-3211458076470860292?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/3211458076470860292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=3211458076470860292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3211458076470860292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3211458076470860292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-weeks-updates.html' title='This week&apos;s updates'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sdbbi-NWyiI/AAAAAAAAAwM/OeyLyZheZSw/s72-c/DSC_0104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-3247092904729941713</id><published>2009-03-24T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:13:08.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bella'/><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>Okay Reid is homeand back to his normal screaming self. Thank goodness.  We got out of the hospital on Saturday. Thank you to everyone who lifted up a prayer for my sweet baby boy. &lt;br /&gt;We are on sping break right now not too eventful just keeping little man inside for awhile so not to expose him to anything else right now. &lt;br /&gt;While we were in the ospital we were collecting poop for his stool studies at the clinic I know i is weird but we have got to get this done.  He did have more positive stool for blood so we are keeping our appointment in Little Rock on April 6th to see the Pediactric GI doctor.  Becasue when he had his CBC done he was anemic also.  So just keep hom in your prayers for that appointment so we can figure out what is wrong with my sweet baby.&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad to be back homewith my girls I missed them so very much while I was in the hospital with Reid.  So much can happen in a week. &lt;br /&gt;Also got some great news about Bella she is going to take Ballet Chechetti (sp) exams on April 18th.  I amso excited for her and I know she is excited as well.  I was not a ballerina but I am so glad my girls are.  I love taking them to class and watching them, even if it takes 5 hours out of my week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-3247092904729941713?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/3247092904729941713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=3247092904729941713' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3247092904729941713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3247092904729941713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-6198693829315066381</id><published>2009-03-18T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:06:04.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reid Update</title><content type='html'>Okay most of you already know that my sweet little Reid is in the hospital so I thought I would share this last few days with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday evening I noticed he was starting to get a little congested but just chalked it up to a cold.  so we went about our normal routine(apparently sharing our germs like you teach your children to do)&lt;br /&gt;Friday i went to work as planned and left Reid with my dad who said since Reid didn't feel good he was just going to hold him all day.  he brought him to the hospital to nurse during the day and he was about the same AS the day before.  I on the other hand felt horrible.  I came home from work nursed the baby and took NyQuil.  Reid was up most of the night screaming so I got very little sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:  the girls had a birthday party to go to so David dropped them off and i  went to pick them up.  I than am home and laid in the bed and did not get out all day.  We had the humidifier going and a Vick's steamer.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: I got up for work I noticed Reid was working hard to breathe so I had my mom stay home from church with him.  she brought him up here for one of the docs to look at him.  we ordered some out patient lab he came back RSV positive but he looked okay so I was going to try and treat him at home......I get home from work at 730pm  David had given him one breathing treatment and he said he thought he was doing better.  I listened to him and decided to give him another treatment.  After that I counted his respiration's and they were 78  OMG and retracting so I called the doctor and e was able to do a direct admit which pretty much means we got to bypass the ER.&lt;br /&gt;we are still here he now has double pnuemonia we are hoping to get home by friday.  Just keep us in your prayers.  My girls are needing us home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-6198693829315066381?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/6198693829315066381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=6198693829315066381' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6198693829315066381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6198693829315066381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/03/reid-update.html' title='Reid Update'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-3796484251279275574</id><published>2009-03-10T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T20:18:32.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it has been awhile-Part 1</title><content type='html'>Okay sorry I have been gone for awhile. It has been a crazy month. I will start with our trip to Louisiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and the kids (Bella, Abby, Reid) went on a road trip with my parents to Louisiana. We went to see our family and we went to a parade. The girls had a blast they said the parades down there are soooo much more different than the ones we have in Rogers. More than they realize at this young age. LOL. I wonder what would happen if someone in Rogers lifted up there shirt and yelled "Throw me something mister" I think it would be the talk of the town. We surprised my grnadfather for his 85th birthday it was great. I need not say more. At times I thought to myself what in the world was I thinking traveling with 3 kids. But they were so good and just rolled with everything not too much complaining. The one big hic up we had was on the way down there we stoped in Mississippi to stay the night and my parents friends that went rented a hotel room. So we pulled up to this hotel/casino about 10:30 at night and there was a big sign that said no one under the age of 21 is allowed to stay on grounds....WHAT we had to drive away with 3 tired kids and find a new room. But if that was the worst that happened I can live with that. I will just post some pictures of our trip:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday Feb 20th:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311748687437236962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SbcfSdLYCuI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/uUD_V4iw3F4/s320/DSC_1025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311748699287071202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SbcfTJUmKeI/AAAAAAAAAfg/EW27g-JzGd4/s320/DSC_1033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311748688749123842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SbcfSiEJ2QI/AAAAAAAAAfY/tMNTjOQ5ot8/s320/DSC_1031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311748709423100450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SbcfTvFNsiI/AAAAAAAAAfw/a_q3e57wbfA/s320/DSC_1035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311748701723111042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SbcfTSZZLoI/AAAAAAAAAfo/KF9rb9pUmec/s320/DSC_1038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311749903904922354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SbcgZQ332vI/AAAAAAAAAgY/bbS-EPSD7RM/s320/DSC_1056_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311749902047189138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SbcgZJ89GJI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/aNruxMAnVTw/s320/DSC_1078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311749885112677730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SbcgYK3c9WI/AAAAAAAAAf4/v09g7yY7OdI/s320/DSC_1045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311749896789377282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SbcgY2XZQQI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Ho2hAtlz_t4/s320/DSC_1062_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311749894559935778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SbcgYuD2rSI/AAAAAAAAAgA/S2cyqmPFuXI/s320/DSC_1057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311751185467251858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sbchj3EJHJI/AAAAAAAAAhA/6bFtv000u9E/s320/DSC_1116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The kids got to visit with Granny Red, Papa Ben and Lynsey. I will post about the rest of our trip tomorrow. I have a tad bit of ADD so I must move on to something else now. LOL&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312134860573583682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sbh-gsN1KUI/AAAAAAAAAho/9NWIF4L0U0Q/s320/DSC_1138_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312134834258291090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sbh-fKLxqZI/AAAAAAAAAhI/oeuaoTaz1i4/s320/DSC_1095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312134854425497154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sbh-gVUAzkI/AAAAAAAAAhg/l64BYqwm9gM/s320/DSC_1135_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312134849907180514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sbh-gEeww-I/AAAAAAAAAhY/_26V6Zq8OSc/s320/DSC_1126_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312134843360000242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/Sbh-fsFyuPI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/k7SfW6w0cZk/s320/DSC_1091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-3796484251279275574?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/3796484251279275574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=3796484251279275574' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3796484251279275574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3796484251279275574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-has-been-awhile-part-1.html' title='it has been awhile-Part 1'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SbcfSdLYCuI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/uUD_V4iw3F4/s72-c/DSC_1025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-921280349493933998</id><published>2009-02-15T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:04:20.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines To Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This past week was a little on the crazy side. David was gone all week and poor Reid was not feeling so well. So needless to say I did not get much done. I had to wait til the last minute to do anything. Thursday night I was doing the girls Valentines and making their shirt that I had intended doing earlier but oh well. They turned out fabulous, but due to my camera being knocked off the counter by my oh so lovely Abby I am unable to post any pictures. We went to see if we could get the lens fixed and it is going to cost 150.00 dolars to fix it or 150.00 to buy a brand new one....BUT they don't have any in stock and won't get any until next week. Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did however have a great valentines with David and the kids. Today David came home with my present...Yes it is a day late but I will forgive him since it was such a great gift. Thanks honey....I LOVE YOU&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303241063421788626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SZjlpj-FQdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/UVlNuAozp0E/s320/i+touch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for my i touch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-921280349493933998?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/921280349493933998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=921280349493933998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/921280349493933998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/921280349493933998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-to-me.html' title='Happy Valentines To Me'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SZjlpj-FQdI/AAAAAAAAAfI/UVlNuAozp0E/s72-c/i+touch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-1415356531829604777</id><published>2009-02-04T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:02:48.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Heart</title><content type='html'>I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;received&lt;/span&gt; a text from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Laine's&lt;/span&gt; mom.....and a NEW HEART is on its way to Arkansas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Children's&lt;/span&gt; hospital.  Please keep them in your prayers the next 24 hours.  God is good.  You can check out their site by clicking on his name on the Right hand side of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Blog&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-1415356531829604777?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/1415356531829604777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=1415356531829604777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1415356531829604777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1415356531829604777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-heart.html' title='A New Heart'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-1325869755472953892</id><published>2009-02-03T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:12:03.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On my the Drama</title><content type='html'>So yes all kids say funny things.  But lately the girls just keep getting funnier everyday. &lt;br /&gt;Here is the situation Bella has a friend over Nicole and they are playing with Abby.  Bella loves notebooks and pencils and writes all the time.  She calls them all her different diaries or journals.  She has a math journal and a friend Diary..etc.  So the story begins:&lt;br /&gt;Bella: (comes running in the room): Mom, Abby bit me.&lt;br /&gt;Mom:  Abby get in here.&lt;br /&gt;Nicole: (laughing)&lt;br /&gt;Mom:  Abby did you bite your sister?&lt;br /&gt;Abby: Yes mom I did but it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; she pushed me.&lt;br /&gt;Mom:  Bella did you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;push&lt;/span&gt; your sister?&lt;br /&gt;Bella: Yes, It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; she was trying to read my diary.&lt;br /&gt;Mom:  Abby stick your arm out.  Now Bella bite your sister as hard as she bit you.&lt;br /&gt;My neighbor looked at me like I was crazy..which I am most of the time ;)&lt;br /&gt;Abby sticks her arm out...Bella bites her...Abby screams and runs away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;..I think to myself.  Are they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; doing this....&lt;br /&gt;Abby CANNOT read.  Bella is missing her top 2 teeth and her bottom 2 teeth.  You have got to be kidding me.&lt;br /&gt;Later Friday afternoon I am playing around with the girls and am talking with them.  And went over the scene from earlier in the day.  When I reminded Bella that Abby can't read and told Abby that when her sister bit her it couldn't have hurt.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; looked at each other and started laughing and Abby said Mom we are so silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast Forward to Monday, I pick up Abby from school and she has her daily activity sheet sent home with her.  Her teacher always writes how polite and friendly she is.  The bottom said how surprised she was that Abby had READ these words today: I, SEE, A, CAT, DOG, COW, BUG, ICE, PIG.  I was bragging on her and than Bella said see mom she can read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-1325869755472953892?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/1325869755472953892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=1325869755472953892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1325869755472953892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1325869755472953892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/02/on-my-drama.html' title='On my the Drama'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-6398319213290533850</id><published>2009-01-29T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:45:30.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leighton Needs Prayers</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to let everyone know that Leighton is needing our prayers more than ever now.  He is listed on the transplant list for a new heart.  Just keep him and his sweet mommy and daddy in your prayers.&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1798002&amp;amp;id=514427412"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1798002&amp;amp;id=514427412"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-6398319213290533850?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/6398319213290533850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=6398319213290533850' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6398319213290533850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6398319213290533850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/01/leighton-needs-prayers.html' title='Leighton Needs Prayers'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-1990330788851370515</id><published>2009-01-29T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:24:23.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Storm 09</title><content type='html'>What more could any kid ask for, SNOW DAY or SNOW WEEK. Little do they know at this age that they will be making up this week during the summer months when they could be swimming in the warm sun. It really hasn't been to bad it has actually been fun the kids haven't driven me too crazy. I am not sure I could get any crazier at this point anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296930826932230210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ6hdMcmEI/AAAAAAAAAas/OTGpuqQoCy8/s320/DSC_0709_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Tuesday the kids wanted to play in the snow as they called it but it really was just ice. They didn't last too long but they loved being home anyways. Reid's first ice/snow. He had a blast staying nice and warm inside. I thought it would be cute to dress hom up and take his picture in the ice/snow. Than I changed my mind. He looked way to content in his bouncy chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ3e0LNVcI/AAAAAAAAAac/U35xJ-S7U2U/s1600-h/DSC_0676_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296927483026560450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ3e0LNVcI/AAAAAAAAAac/U35xJ-S7U2U/s320/DSC_0676_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296927483273062114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ3e1F-puI/AAAAAAAAAaU/MV8qh0kpcIU/s320/DSC_0661_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ3e4bN6hI/AAAAAAAAAaM/G07hJriS6P0/s1600-h/DSC_0644_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296927484167449106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ3e4bN6hI/AAAAAAAAAaM/G07hJriS6P0/s320/DSC_0644_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ3ekofO0I/AAAAAAAAAaE/SqUOzhkPPp4/s1600-h/DSC_0638_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296927478854400834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ3ekofO0I/AAAAAAAAAaE/SqUOzhkPPp4/s320/DSC_0638_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bella lost another tooth. Her top one. One more to go and she will be toothless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296927488151739954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ3fHRJXjI/AAAAAAAAAak/EQxF1754_dQ/s320/DSC_0697_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Wedensday Papa came to the rescue and came and picked me and the kids up to go have some fun and get out of the house since David went to work. We had so much fun. The girls really wanted to go sledding but we had no sled so we got a laundry basket and tied a rope to it and pulled the girls around. I had a flash back to the Biggest Looser when Jillian takes a rope and makes the contestants pull her across the floor. I felt like I was getting a work out. I had a blast playing with the girls. My mom was keeping Reid so we could have a whole lotta fun. Yes that is me in the laundry basket also. I didn't want to be left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296930823545266578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ6hQk7oZI/AAAAAAAAAa0/rvlE3-X3HmA/s320/DSC_0717_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296930829364358098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ6hmQT69I/AAAAAAAAAbM/wimxh6oIKn0/s320/DSC_0727_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296931399862914274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ7CzhxDOI/AAAAAAAAAbs/tGXesWOreP8/s320/DSC_0758_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296931401596707410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ7C5_IolI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xG63_PwIl38/s320/DSC_0780_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296930824000948626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ6hSRkyZI/AAAAAAAAAa8/GAk7KJr-6wM/s320/DSC_0719_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296931401062213602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ7C3_s5-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/MLmmnpkENZI/s320/DSC_0757_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296931401193355266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ7C4e9-AI/AAAAAAAAAbc/iMBGCbwJad0/s320/DSC_0754_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296930829665463778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ6hnYGbeI/AAAAAAAAAbE/FuTYAtrouAc/s320/DSC_0724_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296931398595715986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ7CuzpI5I/AAAAAAAAAbU/j3hBpNNB7AM/s320/DSC_0739_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296933241614557426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ8uAlk4PI/AAAAAAAAAcc/UaSCo-TP178/s320/DSC_0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296933232194280930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ8tdfm3eI/AAAAAAAAAb8/DL6zkWv0MFI/s320/DSC_0836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296933239380717218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ8t4Q_LqI/AAAAAAAAAcU/jg2Hv-op2n0/s320/DSC_0780_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296933235068209250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ8toMziGI/AAAAAAAAAcM/4N4HASXO4rY/s320/DSC_0827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296933236208796690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ8tscvhBI/AAAAAAAAAcE/mXRHsaNGNws/s320/DSC_0840_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thursday:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were able to sleep in a little bit but than the girls were once again wanting to go outside and play so they went around the corner to go to a friends house. LAter in the day we lost power thank goodness I had to hold the baby the whole time which means I stayed warm:) We got home and Bella lost ANOTHER tooth so she now is missing al four front teeth. She looks pretty silly but she can't stop looking at herself in the mirror and smiling. Reid is 8 weeks today and growing and eating all the time. I swear he eats every 2 hours around the clock. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296936566856059426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ_vkE7iiI/AAAAAAAAAck/2g_hNfeIxfA/s320/DSC_0843_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296936572487079378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ_v5DeFdI/AAAAAAAAAcs/YsjoFXCPkds/s320/DSC_0850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296936574117441218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ_v_ILbsI/AAAAAAAAAc0/MxPCDQvkiUs/s320/DSC_0866_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296936578879511650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ_wQ3i3GI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ea4jGy8xwfU/s320/DSC_0869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296936576139717026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ_wGqU6aI/AAAAAAAAAc8/b-sJvppHCrg/s320/DSC_0868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here's to a great Friday.  No telling what it can bring to us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-1990330788851370515?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/1990330788851370515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=1990330788851370515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1990330788851370515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/1990330788851370515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-storm-09.html' title='Ice Storm 09'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SYJ6hdMcmEI/AAAAAAAAAas/OTGpuqQoCy8/s72-c/DSC_0709_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-6124982771954552035</id><published>2009-01-24T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:20:12.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Never A Dull Moment</title><content type='html'>This post was originally going to be all about Reid. I guess Abby got wind of it and had a plan to change my plan .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So lets start with Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Morning :&lt;br /&gt;I pick out Bella's clothes she puts on what I give her and is fine.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295073647039160594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXvhbW9NIRI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Qp4JzZelB8g/s320/DSC_0570_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I try to pick out Abby's clothes and it is not fine..it is not fashionable so I decided today I will let her wear what she wants....Than came the sock issue...(Dear GOD help me with this blessing of a child you have given me.) No seams they bother her. See this is why at church you will probably NEVER see her with tights on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295073648036910898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXvhbarFlzI/AAAAAAAAAZE/Xi-B6sYgMag/s320/DSC_0573_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295073647157816210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXvhbXZfq5I/AAAAAAAAAZM/NnAX0jcIZAs/s320/DSC_0577_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Reid : He was just sitting there wide eyed thinking OMG what kind of family did you give me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295073653012102882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXvhbtNQ_uI/AAAAAAAAAZU/YnVOtzRQP7g/s320/DSC_0578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So than we have our doctors appointment. All was well. He weighed 9lbs 8oz and was 22 inches long. He is growing we are so happy. Now the poop issue that I have been obsessing about. I tell the Dr. he than looks at me and says will you believe me if I tell you that it means nothing...I said NO. Because that is not normal poop for a newborn breastfeed baby. His response is: Well whatever keeps your mind active. UGGGG. Oh well so we go home and I have been off Dairy for 12 days now I change his diaper and holy cow we have YELLOW poop. I Knew I was right.   So Abby comes home from school with her crown and Reid was sleeping so she so gently placed it on his head so I had to take a picture for his daddy, because I knew he would be so proud.  Look at those chubby little legs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295075923204182066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXvjf2VPEDI/AAAAAAAAAZk/Dz3NP_Fl0OA/s320/DSC_0590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295075928256713970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXvjgJJ2lPI/AAAAAAAAAZs/FwZ9pwU8Bb8/s320/DSC_0601_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This afternoon I had come home from Beth's shower and I was sitting on the couch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;feeding&lt;/span&gt; Reid and I hear a scream coming from the kitchen (where David was, I might add) I asked did she hit her head he said no I think she just fell on her bottom. He than put his hand on her head and found blood. So it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;looked like&lt;/span&gt; it would need some attention so off to the ER we go with Abby screaming I don't want to go to the hospital. We arrived and she was fine except for the blood and gash in her head. She was fine as long as no one came in the room that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;resembled&lt;/span&gt; a medical person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; They put some numbing cream on her wound and we waited 1 hour for it to soak in and than 4 nurses came in with the nurse &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;practitioner&lt;/span&gt; to staple her head. She was absolutely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ballistic&lt;/span&gt; they had to wrap her in a sheet so she would be still. Now I know that I have been on the other end as a nurse having to hold &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;someones&lt;/span&gt; child down. I went to had the nurses Abby and I thought I might loose it there for a second but I had to be brave for her. They asked me if I wanted to step out but I said no I need to be here for her...They asked me several more times. I said NO I am staying in her I am a nurse and I am staying.  My poor baby first a broken leg now staples in her head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295075930278507074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXvjgQr4skI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/DHqLyIlGYWE/s320/DSC_0602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295075936428623906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXvjgnmMCCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/RJOwXhrfzgE/s320/DSC_0603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Than she asked what hospital I worked at...WHAT...She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;obviously&lt;/span&gt; did not know who I was..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Anyways Abby is fine she has 2 staples in her head. She wanted to see the blood but couldn't see it in the mirror so I took a picture so she could see it. She said I can't believe it I have Staples in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bella was so worried about her sister I am glad her Nanny came to get her I think she would have been completely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;traumatized&lt;/span&gt; if she would have been there for the staple placement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-6124982771954552035?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/6124982771954552035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=6124982771954552035' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6124982771954552035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6124982771954552035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my-never-dull-moment.html' title='Oh My Never A Dull Moment'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXvhbW9NIRI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Qp4JzZelB8g/s72-c/DSC_0570_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-7548084153894064393</id><published>2009-01-21T06:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:37:39.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby's Birthday Party and This Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXc5qSoOTUI/AAAAAAAAAWk/UuMlifVUVwQ/s1600-h/DSC_0455_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293763285715144002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXc5qSoOTUI/AAAAAAAAAWk/UuMlifVUVwQ/s320/DSC_0455_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well since David got stuck it was a little crazy. My parents ended up getting the girls Friday night from me so that I would just have Reid in the morning. About 10 pm Friday night I called them and asked if they could bring my sweet baby girls home and come and take this baby with them. I also really didn't want Abby to go with them Since Saturday wsas her actual birthday I wanted her to wake up at home so I could see her. But she wanted no part of that plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293763273636645154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXc5plofCSI/AAAAAAAAAWU/KLci2Fzj5DI/s320/DSC_0450_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293763277072058850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXc5pybjSeI/AAAAAAAAAWc/xKimRk8mH_o/s320/DSC_0454_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293763294161097650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXc5qyF5U7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/VjVECR4tidY/s320/DSC_0496_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;David did make her party he was just a little late. It was a great time with that big mouse. The only party foul that was made was made bt me. They called all the kids up to dance with Chuck E and the girl plugged in the CD player and I was backing up trying to get a good picture of the kids dancing with the mouse. They were dancing and having fun and all of a sudden the music stopped: I was wonderinf wgat happened: Oh that was me I had just tripped on the plug and unplugged the CD player. I tired to blame it on Melody W. but for some reason no one believed me. Oops... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293763300823014530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXc5rK6OHII/AAAAAAAAAW0/qMQaMq2Q_dM/s320/DSC_0499_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a bunch of tokens left over, because I wasn't as organized as I needed to be, but next time we go to Chuck E Cheese we can go eat somewhere else and than let the kids tear it up and play games for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday the girls were so excited about going to dance becasue Mrs. Laine was going to be there to teach dance. But Leighton develpoed a fever and is not doing so well so she needed to stay in Little ROck with her little man. Please keep them in your prayers. They were told last week they might get to go home in 2-3 weeks but now they said he may have to stay until his next surgery. It is a roller coaster everyday for them. It makes me want to run home and kiss my babies and thank God they are healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby was overly tired when getting ready for dance today and did not want her picture taken so of course I had to take a picture of the way she looked..well what you can see. Bella on the other hand was very happy of coarse. Reid was content in his carseat for a while and we were off for our marathon of dance.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294336770165387394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlDPer_MII/AAAAAAAAAW8/ldLlZB24ayI/s320/DSC_0546_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294336774511659202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlDPu4OCMI/AAAAAAAAAXE/94QWiRrGohI/s320/DSC_0547_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294336784812745730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlDQVQMJAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/JRC4e10stWQ/s320/DSC_0549_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294336790898527154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlDQr7Jy7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/rXZDCoY6SNc/s320/DSC_0550_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294336778407212658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlDP9Y_dnI/AAAAAAAAAXM/l8NPvDAvHsM/s320/DSC_0545_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we got home from dance I pumped and Reid got his first bottle. He did so wel with it I was very surprised since Abby refused the bottle at every attempt we gave it. It kinda hurt my feelings. Oh well at least he will behave for my dad.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294337656398081666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlEDEKU7oI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1r7Y6cnvmCw/s320/DSC_0553_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294337648731682130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlECnmg9VI/AAAAAAAAAXk/L5rhK0Nq8VQ/s320/DSC_0552_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedensday was a good day as well. The girls were up and ready to go to school and Reid and I had a PJ day for most of the day. I haven't had one in awhile so it as great to just snuggle for a little bit. Just thought I would t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294342234712475458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlINjtih0I/AAAAAAAAAYk/-9K1YcqxQ_Y/s320/DSC_0558_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294342223486444914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlIM55C5XI/AAAAAAAAAYM/OkAUVlZXHHk/s320/DSC_0561_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294342225302599906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlINAqDOOI/AAAAAAAAAYU/jX28uk2X5B4/s320/DSC_0562_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294342233675226706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlINf2PXlI/AAAAAAAAAYc/uhmREoNB3y8/s320/DSC_0554_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Than it brings me to today... Ahh I am so glad it is over. Abby was a good child for the most part. Although I didn't have to fight with her for clothes today I just let her wear whatever she wanted. Which I was glad it was nice outside today. Reid on the other hand was a pistol pretty much all day. I wanted to trade him in. The only time he was happy today was when he was being held. Glad Christie and Tucker came over to take a turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294343548424065746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlJaBqyktI/AAAAAAAAAYs/3kqLog66hLU/s320/DSC_0564_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294340334878288578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlGe-RxasI/AAAAAAAAAX0/voSIgE4YR-I/s320/DSC_0563_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294340347560963170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXlGfthjrGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/FGoZvcgGxxA/s320/DSC_0567_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-7548084153894064393?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/7548084153894064393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=7548084153894064393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7548084153894064393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7548084153894064393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/01/abbys-birthday-party-and-this-week.html' title='Abby&apos;s Birthday Party and This Week'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXc5qSoOTUI/AAAAAAAAAWk/UuMlifVUVwQ/s72-c/DSC_0455_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-5194846318576627757</id><published>2009-01-16T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T21:29:38.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Abby is going to be 4.</title><content type='html'>Oh my Dear Abby Claire.. You are so special and unique... Your Nanny said that even though sometimes you are a pistol, she wouldn't change any part of your personality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite thing you have said to me is:&lt;br /&gt;Mom:  Abby you are not listening to me very well today.&lt;br /&gt;Abby:  Your right mommy I am not a good listener, but I sure am funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFnOnt9DHI/AAAAAAAAAWA/dZuDns8MvM4/s1600-h/IMG_3628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292124538014600306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFnOnt9DHI/AAAAAAAAAWA/dZuDns8MvM4/s320/IMG_3628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFnOLrS-OI/AAAAAAAAAV4/lf22EJkzCQA/s1600-h/IMG_3063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292124530487261410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFnOLrS-OI/AAAAAAAAAV4/lf22EJkzCQA/s320/IMG_3063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a little sad, my baby girl is going to be 4 tomorrow. She is getting so big.  I wasn't a great party planner this year.  Lets start:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. We are going to Chuck E Cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  I wrote out all the invitations, store bought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  I lost the invitations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  I found them, didn't hand them out at church because I forgot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  No theme this year, mainly because Abby kept changing her mind.. from a dog and cat party, to Hannah Montana, I think she named everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.  I was going to email/call today but I said Forget it...It's too late...NEXT year I am gong to be more prepared for her birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Hopefully she will not notice.. It is Chuck E Cheese and it is quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possible&lt;/span&gt; it will be &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last week all she has been able to talk about is the "Party Dress" that she wants for her party. She told my sister that she wanted a pink polka dot sparkly dress that also has stars on it? What where in the world can you get one of those. She told her aunt Darla she wanted a fashion able shirt. Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt; Traci she told her jeans, My friend Staci she told her she wanted fashionable clothes. A very specific little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today I went and looked for a "Party Dress" I went to the gap and found this great little sparkle dress. I thought it would be perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292120820485171250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFj2O13qDI/AAAAAAAAAU4/XgTy-xRCcMc/s320/sparkle+dress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her interpretation how to wear this dress was a little different than mine. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; has her own style.   As she was trying this lovely outfit on tonight she said mommy, Chuck E Cheese is going to think I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gorgeous&lt;/span&gt;, he might even cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292120827310033714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFj2oRCyzI/AAAAAAAAAVI/88YAHnl0coM/s320/DSC_0448_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292120822395091874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFj2V9Ou6I/AAAAAAAAAVA/JxeCzy_plwg/s320/DSC_0447_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really hoping we can talk her out of the pink boots and shirt underneath the dress. She has to wear an undershirt everyday. Some days she would like to wear three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her sister I can put anything on and she could care less, where as we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; have to argue with Abby on a daily basis.... No you can not wear flip flops it is 5 degrees outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week also Bella got a great new haircut. I absolutely love her new look. She asked if she can keep this hair forever. I wanted so badly to get Abby's hair trimmed before she was 4. I had her convinced she need a trim. She was all gun hoe about it and than it came to Thursday and she said No, mom I really need to wait until after I turn 4. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292120836935418178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFj3MH6gUI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/LBzGfxi8IU0/s320/DSC_0437_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a picture of Abby today. We tried so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; for her to take a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;paci&lt;/span&gt; when she was a baby and now at 4 she will take her brothers out of his mouth. Great.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292120836574229890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFj3KxzNYI/AAAAAAAAAVY/YejDIUvtmkM/s320/DSC_0439_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Today I got a great picture of Reid's smile. He is so happy when he is sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292124520308963234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFnNlwmd6I/AAAAAAAAAVg/wRpgu22IHUU/s320/DSC_0445_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I am typing this he is finally asleep after a not so happy evening. I kept thinking where did the little boy go that was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;smiley&lt;/span&gt; earlier. He screams bloody murder after he eats and when he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;poops&lt;/span&gt;. His poop by the way is lime green....not the right color for a breastfeed infant. I have done some research on line and I think he is allergic to milk. So I have cut out all dairy in my diet..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292124526963402690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFnN-jJJ8I/AAAAAAAAAVw/Sb65_Vvwq84/s320/DSC_0404_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No milk, no bread, no butter, no CHOCOLATE. We go to the Dr on Friday so we will see what he says. I am sure he will blow me off, because I am a nurse and looked on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another big event happened this week. Our girls currently sleep in the same bed. They wake up every morning saying that they didn't sleep good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; the other one kept them up all night snoring. It is never them. Abby is especially HAPPY in the morning like her mother. (NOT) So Abby said since she was almost 4 she was going to start sleeping on the top bunk. We didn't think it would last long. Esp. when Bella said, Abby, I am not ready to not sleep with you, please come back down here. Abby said NO I want to be up here all by myself. Well fast forward 9 hours later and I have 2 very happy girls saying how great they slept, since they were not together.   It was a great m&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;orning&lt;/span&gt; for them to be happy because David went to California and I had to get all three kids ready and out of the house before 7:30 am by myself for the first time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292124525343630258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFnN4g9Y7I/AAAAAAAAAVo/UjAMg6Owfig/s320/DSC_0434_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292127382480602706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFp0MLfxlI/AAAAAAAAAWI/MWTHlXipWMo/s320/bed.bmp" border="0" /&gt;I guess I need to be done for the night. Since I have to get up early, get Abby's cake, get kids ready.  Hopefully David will make it home for her party. It starts at 10 am and he is stuck in Dallas.  His day trip to California was a little extended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-5194846318576627757?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/5194846318576627757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=5194846318576627757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5194846318576627757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5194846318576627757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-abby-is-going-to-be-4.html' title='My Abby is going to be 4.'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SXFnOnt9DHI/AAAAAAAAAWA/dZuDns8MvM4/s72-c/IMG_3628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-4059346392729911728</id><published>2009-01-09T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T18:44:44.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SWgHsDNHy_I/AAAAAAAAAUY/7e3GOJhWdVI/s1600-h/DSC_0127_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289486215702629362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SWgHsDNHy_I/AAAAAAAAAUY/7e3GOJhWdVI/s320/DSC_0127_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SWgHr5di1dI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/rCPen4Snhmg/s1600-h/blackandwhitexmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289486213087155666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SWgHr5di1dI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/rCPen4Snhmg/s320/blackandwhitexmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay so I was informed by my sister that I needed to update my blog since I hadn't written anything since Reid was 2 weeks old. I mean I am not sure what I have been doing...It has been way too foggy to remember. We had a wonderful Christmas with our family. I will post some pictures of the last few weeks. A set of grandparents drove up from Louisiana to meet there newest great grand son.  We call her Granny Red.  It was wonderful It has been fun even though I may not remember all of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289486237329217602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SWgHtTxTWEI/AAAAAAAAAUw/mDiwnLzenE8/s320/DSC_0147_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289486222200959650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SWgHsbaccqI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Mr9s-jFCWq0/s320/DSC_0141_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289486225670316146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SWgHsoVmoHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/u87M6lHwgxE/s320/DSC_0142_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Before Reid was born I was doing my blogging in the middle of the night when I couldn't sleep.  I am stil not sleeping but I have a little one attached to me.  The girls have been so great with him.  They love their brother.  Bella even said tonight that he will always be her favorite brother.  Her favorite thing to do is hold him when she comes home from school.  I will try to be more on the ball and start updating with more pictures.  But first I have to upload to my computer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-4059346392729911728?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/4059346392729911728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=4059346392729911728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4059346392729911728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4059346392729911728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2009/01/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SWgHsDNHy_I/AAAAAAAAAUY/7e3GOJhWdVI/s72-c/DSC_0127_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-3637120464656612916</id><published>2008-12-20T11:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T12:02:12.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks old</title><content type='html'>On Wedensday we ventured out a bit.  I had to take REid to the doctor for a weight check he was 6lbs 14 oz.  So he is gaining weight.  Everytime I see our Doctor he looks at me with concern and asks if I am okay... Hmm could he remember when I showed up with Abby pretty much about to fall apart and left in tears?  I told him I was fine we will see when Reid wakes up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls both had Christmas parties at school.  Which I did not get to attend trying to avoid exposure to germs on the little one.  I told them to make sure they paid real good attention so they could give me a full report when they got home.  I picjed up Abby first and asked her about her party and what they did.  She responded I don't remember but we celebrated Jesus birthday not Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Bella on the other hand came home with a full report so I heard every last detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long time friend Amanda was in town to see her fmaily for Christmas and she came by for a visit with her husband Matt.  She got to see Reid and the girls.  Bella and Abby wanted to go home with them.  All the way to Baltimore.  I was tempted to send them but than I would miss Christmas with them.  Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a little Christmas shopping to do. We are going to drop all three kids off at my moms about 3 o'clock and head to Target.  We have a 2.5 hour window to get down there and back before Reid wakes up hungry again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-3637120464656612916?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/3637120464656612916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=3637120464656612916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3637120464656612916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/3637120464656612916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/12/2-weeks-old.html' title='2 weeks old'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-6339474178508697338</id><published>2008-12-07T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:04:17.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reid Joseph Chesnutt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ST19jitz6oI/AAAAAAAAAUI/FLkqrr1d_LA/s1600-h/DSC_0059_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277512387915934338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ST19jitz6oI/AAAAAAAAAUI/FLkqrr1d_LA/s320/DSC_0059_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ST19jQ4uPOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/NNqhIpaG-EQ/s1600-h/DSC_0001_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277512383129861346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ST19jQ4uPOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/NNqhIpaG-EQ/s320/DSC_0001_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 0138 on Thursday December 4th, 32008 we welcomed Reid Joseph Chesnutt into the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a little crazy but we are all home and doing great. Just a little sleep deprived. The girls are in love with him and couldn't be prouder. We have to make a photo album for them to bring to school in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-6339474178508697338?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/6339474178508697338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=6339474178508697338' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6339474178508697338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6339474178508697338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/12/reid-joseph-chesnutt.html' title='Reid Joseph Chesnutt'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/ST19jitz6oI/AAAAAAAAAUI/FLkqrr1d_LA/s72-c/DSC_0059_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-4044483397539469971</id><published>2008-12-02T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:11:51.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isabella L. Chesnutt  First Grade Toothless Wonder</title><content type='html'>It is offical.... after 1 1/2 years of trying and wishing and praying Bella lost her first tooth on Monday. Apparently she was the third person in her class that day to pull their own tooth. Although it wasn't the other two kids first tooth to loose. I think she watched them very closely and than said to herself, that she was not going home with that tooth still in her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I was at work and didn't get to pick her up from school. She called me screaming at the top of her lungs with so much excitement that she lost her tooth. Than my mom brought her up to the hospital so I could see her. The child has not stopped smiling since she lost the tooth, and she looks in the mirror every chance she gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This innocent child was told by her Uncle BO that the going rate for a tooth was twenty dollars....She woke up this morning to five dollars and was perfectly happy with that. Thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason Blogger is not letting me upload pictures s o I will try again later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-4044483397539469971?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/4044483397539469971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=4044483397539469971' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4044483397539469971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4044483397539469971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/12/isabella-l-chesnutt-first-grade.html' title='Isabella L. Chesnutt  First Grade Toothless Wonder'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-8213855626257214478</id><published>2008-11-20T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:18:14.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>35 weeks Pregnant and Daycare</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I was officially 35 weeks Pregnant. I had an Ultrasound because my belly is only measuring 31 weeks. Well apparently he is getting what he needs because approx weight is 5lbs 7 oz. That means if he gains a pound a week I could have a large baby for me. OUCH is all I can say. We got a really cute picture of him smiling but I am way to lazy to go down stairs and scan it in on the computer downstairs and walk back upstairs and finish this post so no pics today.&lt;br /&gt;After my doctors appointment David tells me he wants to go and check out The Church of the Nazarene Daycare because he wants to switch Abby there&lt;br /&gt;.1. It is right by our house and close to Bella's school&lt;br /&gt;2. It is about $100.0 cheaper a month.&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking out because I am thinking Abby is going to have so much change coming in December that it will not be good for her emotionally and it is not a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to today. I am at Mommy and Me and I get a call form my husband that says he is going to sign Abby up so if she wants to see her new school I should bring her up there. I left Mommy and Me to go and Stop him, because what is he thinking... Obviously not what I am thinking. So I drive up there and when we are walking in our Friend is walking out with her little girl and she decides to stay and give us a tour.....I started crying at the church because&lt;br /&gt;1. Abby is happy where she is, I am happy where she is.&lt;br /&gt;2. I know the owner of the other daycare and could not bare to tell them myself that we were moving Abby.So I told David Fine you do whatever you want but you have to tell them at Daycare you are moving them it is your decision not mine. So he says okay and signs her up. My stomach was in knots I am upset.. I have just left this preschool crying, yes I know I am a little hormonal and a lot lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;On the way home I get a phone call asking me if I had heard anything about Kaleidoscope closing down?&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;I was up there talking to the owner for several hours on Tuesday during our dance Marathon and than again on Wednesday for Abby's Jazz class. So I run inside to check my email to see if I missed something this week or what...Yes there was an email sent out at 3:15 this afternoon informing all the parents that the daycare was closing effective November 28th. The Dance area will remain open....&lt;br /&gt;All those tears and hormones for nothing. And to top it off my husband is glowing.. UGGG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-8213855626257214478?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/8213855626257214478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=8213855626257214478' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8213855626257214478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8213855626257214478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/11/35-weeks-pregnant-and-daycare.html' title='35 weeks Pregnant and Daycare'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-7812771351416189903</id><published>2008-11-18T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T03:47:53.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SSKpXvyE6QI/AAAAAAAAATw/JxP4-gstUPU/s1600-h/bumblebag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269960739405490434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SSKpXvyE6QI/AAAAAAAAATw/JxP4-gstUPU/s320/bumblebag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have been working on this long TO-DO-LIST before the baby gets here since I have started the count down till my life is turned upside down right before Christmas. But everytime I scratch something off...Somehow I have to add something else back on, I really don't get it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So one very important thing I did get to scratch off was buying a new diaper bag that I have been looking for (I know priorities). Well I bought one and I do love it but now I am questioning the color. I was really looking at the green one and David came over and said why are you getting that color why not just Black you know that is what you really want, everything you have is black just get the black...So I did NOW I think well should I have gotten the Green or maybe the RED... Why does this matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesn't BUT it helps me take my mind off all the other things I have to do.  And I am awake at 4 am again trying to do some Embroidery stuff but am bored with that for right now I will finish the rest later.  So if anyone cares to suggest let me know what you think.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269961148181339730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SSKpvil1XlI/AAAAAAAAAT4/NAstZUOPl58/s320/bumblebag2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yesterday at work while running my tail off like usual.  I had two very lovely pts.  But I was not very sympathetic to since &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  They were both due 4 days before me and I had to take care of them and Really I am up walking around, you can push your own I pole, No I am not lifting you up out of bed or letting you pull on me today.  SORRY anyone out there that might take offense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  One of them was having there baby... I know it is a little early but still.  I wanted to be the only 35weeker that got to whine all day yesterday.  HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next time I work I will try to be nicer....I think I said that last time I worked to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-7812771351416189903?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/7812771351416189903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=7812771351416189903' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7812771351416189903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7812771351416189903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-do-list.html' title='To Do List'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SSKpXvyE6QI/AAAAAAAAATw/JxP4-gstUPU/s72-c/bumblebag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-328698489669827639</id><published>2008-11-12T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T13:53:59.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up since we have been sick this last week</title><content type='html'>Since last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; someone in this house has been sick.  It has been so much fun.  It started with Abby last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; than hit David on Saturday and than to me on Sunday and I feel like I still have not recovered.  I am tired, and David has been out of town since Monday.  Ready for him to come home and take care of these children that keep running around the house calling me mom and asking me to do things for them=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few weeks there has been much talk about the new baby that is going to be making an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;appearance&lt;/span&gt; at our house in the next month or so.  The girls are worried that when the baby comes they are not going to get any attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella:  Everyone already says how cute Abby is all the time and now when the new baby gets here, all we will hear is "Oh look how cute the baby is"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: (Which is probably not PC of me and will probably regret saying this later)  Oh Bella don't worry he is going to be a boy and they only stay cute so long and than they turn stinky and you will always be beautiful.  What can I say it got me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Saturday Bella and I had a Mommy and ME day so she called it.  She was so excited last week it was all she could talk about.  Well apparently she saw an ad on TV that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; Penny was having the largest sale of the season and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Everything&lt;/span&gt; in the store was on Sale.... So she had planned our day. &lt;br /&gt;We ended up having to drop Abby off since David was "Under the Weather"  We went to Chick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Fil&lt;/span&gt; La to eat lunch and than it was off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; Penny.  As we w&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alked&lt;/span&gt; in the door she said look mom I was right, AS she read the big sign... Everything in the store is on Sale.  She picked herself out a new dress and a velour cheetah outfit for her and Abby that matched.  We also ended up with a Barbie and some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Webkinz&lt;/span&gt; thing after I told her NO TOYS.   We went to Dilly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Dally's&lt;/span&gt; to pick out a present for her friends birthday party and than off to get our toes done.... After an hour and a half of waiting Bella was done.  Out feet look beautiful though. &lt;br /&gt;I am starting the count down till the baby comes now and have started a list of everything I need to get done before he comes.  The list is rather long so I don't even want to look at it but I know I have to, like things like get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt;....You know the little things.  I figured if we didn't buy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; and he was a fussy baby we could just leave him there since you can't bring the baby home  without one....I am 34 weeks today so one month till he comes unless he decides to come sooner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-328698489669827639?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/328698489669827639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=328698489669827639' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/328698489669827639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/328698489669827639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/11/catch-up-since-we-have-been-sick-this.html' title='Catch up since we have been sick this last week'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-7819930162274202708</id><published>2008-11-02T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:24:36.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264268769302725602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5wjex4w-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/GaPyWeaVIUM/s320/DSC_0488_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5wj9NJoaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/VoHIxHuediU/s1600-h/DSC_0489_edited-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264268777470140834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5wj9NJoaI/AAAAAAAAAPg/VoHIxHuediU/s320/DSC_0489_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week was a busy one. I love this time of year. I actually LOVE Halloween. It is my second favorite holiday. So lets get started with our week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday we had our church Fall Festival it was a blast the girls absolutely loved their costumes they were both Sandy form Grease. (Bella wrote in her journal at school she was "Seedy from Grace"). There were games and camel rides and Cotton Candy and Trunk or Treating. So WARNING there will be a lot of pictures in this post.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264267323362530658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5vPUO4VWI/AAAAAAAAAPA/X3V_Tz8BljM/s320/DSC_0484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264267330848231170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5vPwHnDwI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/z4WzQeJANr4/s320/DSC_0487_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264267330495722194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5vPuzkMtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/5pEjO7FZcvY/s320/DSC_0486_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264267320822218370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5vPKxOPoI/AAAAAAAAAO4/SbGxS7dqcb4/s320/DSC_0478_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264267312889647330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5vOtN80OI/AAAAAAAAAOw/GRBdqlXyDzI/s320/DSC_0474_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264268793065080866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5wk3TRiCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/q23PdLkR1Vk/s320/DSC_0509_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264268789801105986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5wkrJFOkI/AAAAAAAAAPw/JlUhC4VuOc0/s320/DSC_0504_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264270595478346354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5yNx0FWnI/AAAAAAAAAQw/PDezazWoIkw/s320/DSC_0547_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264270012209370850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5xr097FuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/3HHubtdArlQ/s320/DSC_0526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264270016518436930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5xsFBSOEI/AAAAAAAAAQg/wuRVgToPL2A/s320/DSC_0530_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264268785235136306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5wkaIeDzI/AAAAAAAAAPo/M85Vrx-RCb0/s320/DSC_0500_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264270601061786962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5yOGnR5VI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/inpFT5Y1m2Y/s320/DSC_0551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;On Tuesday at Dance the girls got to wear their costumes again and got more candy, because we were probably running low at the house by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thursday we went to Mommy and me and Abby got to trick or treat at the church with friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264274574447980610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ511YoXsEI/AAAAAAAAARA/nJgV1vbHL6s/s320/DSC_0554_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264274603611387730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ513FRd91I/AAAAAAAAARY/Z0uqsvKosXw/s320/DSC_0567_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264274594042857426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ512hoJx9I/AAAAAAAAARQ/84AevL8d-t8/s320/DSC_0562_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264274606425179922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ513PwVBxI/AAAAAAAAARg/UkKCx34OZbU/s320/DSC_0569_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264274583431579538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5116GOh5I/AAAAAAAAARI/yaEzqbaHiMk/s320/DSC_0558_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Friday was Halloween. Bella had the portable pumpkin patch come to her school. Her and Abby Dressed alike of course.   David was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;getting&lt;/span&gt; the girls shoes on and he attempted to put tennis shoes on Abby.  Well that did not go over very well at all, since she was screaming " &lt;strong&gt;These&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;shoes&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;are not fashionable with my&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;tights&lt;/strong&gt;"... Yes we know she is going to be fun as a teenager..Than off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Macie&lt;/span&gt; Jane's birthday bash.   I went all out on my costume.  I went as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt; lady.  There was a haunted garage and some new form of bobbing for apples. We left a little early to go trick or treating in our neighborhood. We started walking around the block the girls barely made it. There feet were tired of walking. WHAT.. Did my children come home with half empty buckets that were NOT full of chocolate? Obviously they were switched at the hospital.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276892379880562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ538TmZnHI/AAAAAAAAASw/7REgL03V2LQ/s320/DSC_0595_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264279597658841890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ56ZxjKoyI/AAAAAAAAATY/MjgglpNISsU/s320/DSC_0611_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276888450123410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ538E9eRpI/AAAAAAAAASo/_qNvEyQYImQ/s320/DSC_0591_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276883048807682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ537w1svQI/AAAAAAAAASg/9TUuVna-BOA/s320/DSC_0589_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276878649805138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ537gc5SVI/AAAAAAAAASY/lnnqJGLcojk/s320/DSC_0586_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264279855430427362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ56ox0s4uI/AAAAAAAAATg/HwnRW5AupTQ/s320/DSC_0618_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264279589981161170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ56ZU8qhtI/AAAAAAAAATI/gUI66_y-K5s/s320/DSC_0607_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264279595127386514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ56ZoHnsZI/AAAAAAAAATQ/xAD8hgGyAxw/s320/DSC_0608_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264279588144893586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ56ZOG3TpI/AAAAAAAAATA/wYiU7_aKLno/s320/DSC_0602_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276877778938050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ537dNQ6MI/AAAAAAAAASQ/4n2_peB8cdI/s320/DSC_0584_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276309059508050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ53aWj_F1I/AAAAAAAAARo/bc_yKYpPa6Y/s320/DSC_0573_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276317746148386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ53a27CtCI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qiaVVk-D7Ts/s320/DSC_0578_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264279582638378482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ56Y5mAjfI/AAAAAAAAAS4/9JFxiyTZEwQ/s320/DSC_0598_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276335584225522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ53b5X-KPI/AAAAAAAAASI/lR56nHLkt_8/s320/DSC_0583_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276325784770818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ53bU3mWQI/AAAAAAAAASA/4M5IDqcaxRo/s320/DSC_0581_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264276312650554546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ53aj8KHLI/AAAAAAAAARw/C7yC7LkSF_A/s320/DSC_0574_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264279861526889346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ56pIiNg4I/AAAAAAAAATo/pTEBcrRhzoo/s320/DSC_0627_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;You were warned there were a lot of pictures.  I hope you enjoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-7819930162274202708?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/7819930162274202708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=7819930162274202708' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7819930162274202708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7819930162274202708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQ5wjex4w-I/AAAAAAAAAPY/GaPyWeaVIUM/s72-c/DSC_0488_edited-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-997974670124628198</id><published>2008-10-29T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T02:39:58.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up on last week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last week we had the Bowmans over to eat and play. And Uncle Bo taught Bella how to ride her bike while we were waiting for the food to finish cooking. We took her training wheels off this summer when she initially wanted us to. Needless to say she hasn't riden her bike much since than becaiuse daddy told her she couldn't have them back on. She was so excited. WE decorated cupcakes (outside) not on my clean floors. The kids had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262501663983076450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgpYaedBGI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WXekHAuwIMU/s320/DSC_0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262501655654717970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgpX7c0WhI/AAAAAAAAANA/MeGzmLiXryk/s320/DSC_0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262501657241829938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgpYBXNwjI/AAAAAAAAANI/Yjh43TRpkeM/s320/DSC_0410_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262501669095871970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgpYthcFeI/AAAAAAAAANY/QEokaMKeqgE/s320/DSC_0421_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cooper and Abby acting crazy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262502578926210674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgqNq55TnI/AAAAAAAAANo/mujZqG_Z7jI/s320/DSC_0424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262502595160048082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgqOnYWAdI/AAAAAAAAANw/xW4NrrZq_Bs/s320/DSC_0426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our eventful night we had gone to a friends house to roast some marshmellows and let the kids play. Well they had a blast, esp Abby when she stuck her hand that was full of roasted marshmellow into her not so there hair. My first thought was to laugh and take pictures my second thought was OH MY.. what if that doesn't come out and we have to cut that hair and it has taken her FOUR years to grow the hair she has. Yes it came out with soap and water. Thank you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262500257427346962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgoGipb1hI/AAAAAAAAAMg/B4Dy5RgTjjU/s320/DSC_0435_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262501647335863922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgpXcdctnI/AAAAAAAAAM4/fkvySYZLR1c/s320/DSC_0445_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262500254357123698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgoGXNb8nI/AAAAAAAAAMY/QAgnVndvepI/s320/DSC_0433_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262500258792058514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgoGnuzrpI/AAAAAAAAAMo/V5jGqwjWaEc/s320/DSC_0437_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262503364450170258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgq7ZNZtZI/AAAAAAAAAN4/5OegdpGGmLE/s320/DSC_0436_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262502575725975250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgqNe-5ltI/AAAAAAAAANg/q088H2_QDBc/s320/DSC_0446_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Bella was feeling left out so she decided to try and make a mess of herself as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a baby shower which was great thrown by my friends Melody, Jennifer, and Jasmine. I got some really cute BOY stuff. Thanks to everyone who came it was wonderful to spend time with friends and family. I really don't like the pictures of myself at this point. There is just not a good angle. But here is a few from the shower. I do not mind posting pics of pther people just not myself=). If I had the baby I could bring him home now. Oh never mind he would be in the NICU but his room is ready and we have diapers and clothes. The girls are getting more excited. Everynight they kiss my growing belly and tell there baby brother how much they love him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262505920500478770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgtQLPSMzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Sw4bzCE2Olw/s320/DSC_0451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262505867997058162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgtNHpflHI/AAAAAAAAAOA/0wiXDeYzYpM/s320/DSC_0472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262505877347330482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgtNqexabI/AAAAAAAAAOI/njjbQ7rY2Sw/s320/DSC_0455.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262508167591426850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgvS-Tg-yI/AAAAAAAAAOo/nA56hudMCzQ/s320/DSC_0457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262505915532525250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgtP4u1PsI/AAAAAAAAAOY/95uCLg3mGT8/s320/DSC_0456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262505887963786306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgtOSB7rEI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/mWSXU-kot30/s320/DSC_0452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also last week I had a doctors appointment. YEAH. It was a busy week delivering babies and all I do is contract while I am there so he cut back my hours at work so I am going to work 2 days a week from now on. I know that doesn't seem like a lot but after 12 hours on your feet. That is IF you get off on time. I am usually pooped and ready for bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-997974670124628198?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/997974670124628198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=997974670124628198' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/997974670124628198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/997974670124628198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/10/catching-up-on-last-week.html' title='Catching up on last week'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SQgpYaedBGI/AAAAAAAAANQ/WXekHAuwIMU/s72-c/DSC_0412.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-7849730225675031237</id><published>2008-10-15T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:29:33.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's 4D Ultrasound Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPa1AsAgkdI/AAAAAAAAALo/0-DugyOuwEY/s1600-h/BABY_29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257588638419554770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPa1AsAgkdI/AAAAAAAAALo/0-DugyOuwEY/s320/BABY_29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPa1AxV0emI/AAAAAAAAALw/vv0xdIfl628/s1600-h/BABY_14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257588639851117154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPa1AxV0emI/AAAAAAAAALw/vv0xdIfl628/s320/BABY_14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPa1A-fiSPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/C3lAFtUkwoc/s1600-h/BABY_8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257588643381528818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPa1A-fiSPI/AAAAAAAAAL4/C3lAFtUkwoc/s320/BABY_8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPa1BQvTHxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Xd6iaNHiTcE/s1600-h/BABY_22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257588648279482130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPa1BQvTHxI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Xd6iaNHiTcE/s320/BABY_22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPa1BdaTiOI/AAAAAAAAAMI/C2fHxUE-pHA/s1600-h/BABY_6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257588651681089762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPa1BdaTiOI/AAAAAAAAAMI/C2fHxUE-pHA/s320/BABY_6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay so today we went and had a 4D Ultrasound done. It was a load of fun. So we got a sneak peak at what Mr. Reid will look loke before he gets here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls were real excited to see the pictures. Just 10 more weeks to go, if you are going by my due date...which is December 24th. I would like to believe he is coming sooner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-7849730225675031237?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/7849730225675031237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=7849730225675031237' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7849730225675031237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7849730225675031237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/10/todays-4d-ultrasound-pictures.html' title='Today&apos;s 4D Ultrasound Pictures'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPa1AsAgkdI/AAAAAAAAALo/0-DugyOuwEY/s72-c/BABY_29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-5481229198292669509</id><published>2008-10-15T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T07:51:51.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been a busy few weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't posted in a while. I have been very busy, working, sewing and more sewing and trying to get this baby's room ready. So this is a long post with lots of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I was trying to figure out how to upload my pictures from my new camera to my computer and edit and crop them the way I wanted. And yes it has taken me this long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started making the girls Halloween costumes, well at least the jackets. I cut them out and embroidered "Pink Ladies" on the back of the jacket and than my dear mother came to the rescue and took them to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also worked on my crib bedding, which my mom also took and finished in no time flat. It looks fabulous. Now just to do the finishing touches to his room.  I still need to go and get my crib sheet that we drove to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fayetteville&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday to get and they were OUT...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257388935671684066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX_YdTHm-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/3YhKRw2kQm0/s320/DSC_0276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Thursday I took Abby to the pumpkin patch with our Mommy and Me group, Bela was at school and she was not happy that we did not wait for her. Sorry Bella We love you.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257381029298560306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX4MPw33TI/AAAAAAAAAGY/BWV3Tss77N4/s320/DSC_0162_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257381031894556994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX4MZbzoUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/sLHbXSm-IIw/s320/DSC_0171_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257381059103442994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX4N-y6SDI/AAAAAAAAAG4/mhFeh2CxcHg/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257381046968919058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX4NRl0JBI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mwHu4R6pmHo/s320/DSC_0175_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257381033915817090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX4Mg9tnII/AAAAAAAAAGo/yI3N1KHPzqk/s320/DSC_0173_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257382242301223538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX5S2jPonI/AAAAAAAAAHA/TXYQCOj1etc/s320/DSC_0183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257382250746432610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX5TWAvTGI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Zh966y7nTis/s320/DSC_0187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday we had Isabella's Fall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;carnival&lt;/span&gt; at school and than we were invited to a fall party at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ceola's&lt;/span&gt; house. With hayrides and fun games. It was great. The girls loved the first hayride, the second one was scary but Abby insisted she wanted to ride again and she was big. Well who was the only child to scream bloody murder...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yeap&lt;/span&gt; mine, the one that had to stay... We went with Staci and Jonathan and Abby's "boyfriend" as she calls him Jake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These "All About the Candy" Shirts took me FOREVER to make and I made 3 of them.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257383382117083826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX6VMsharI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/fk3rxEsZqOE/s320/DSC_0201_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257383386143281394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX6VbscUPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/QL6OD2vlex8/s320/DSC_0202_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257383389725750754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX6VpCkdeI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EARd-kCLQMc/s320/DSC_0206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257383391884820290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX6VxFVP0I/AAAAAAAAAHo/HopZDzHIxKI/s320/DSC_0209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257383400313449906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX6WQe37bI/AAAAAAAAAHw/6fqDJ5OkSWc/s320/DSC_0213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257385004689366370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX7zpP5nWI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/fVXz1wHkX0s/s320/DSC_0229_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257384981744628514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX7yTxcsyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/CRxJXHpl8iI/s320/DSC_0219_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257384997222214994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX7zNbl7VI/AAAAAAAAAIA/HT7iWtUj_ZQ/s320/DSC_0220_edited-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257384999468960466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX7zVzQitI/AAAAAAAAAII/ghYLKXx4ga8/s320/DSC_0226_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257385013226662674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX70JDWaxI/AAAAAAAAAIY/ynJtuObUinc/s320/DSC_0230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257387395856763922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX9-1CojBI/AAAAAAAAAIg/iCvJUgdiMRU/s320/DSC_0238_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257387406083837538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX9_bI9TmI/AAAAAAAAAIo/C-ous-464Sk/s320/DSC_0246_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257387408379320994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX9_jsPmqI/AAAAAAAAAIw/LPoepyE-LPA/s320/DSC_0247_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257387412130069250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX9_xqfewI/AAAAAAAAAI4/2h5ovKGD0b4/s320/DSC_0252_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257387420223985154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX-AP0O1gI/AAAAAAAAAJA/A-WtLDvAWic/s320/DSC_0261_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night was observation night at Ballet. We are there for three hours every Tuesday. from 3:45-4:40 Both girls take Jazz and Hip Hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257388939022216530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX_Ypx8rVI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/VJIMaMsHD38/s320/DSC_0277_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257388944152710130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX_Y85Jy_I/AAAAAAAAAJY/SiFyJ8hfeBg/s320/DSC_0278_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257388942542160130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX_Y25KwQI/AAAAAAAAAJg/05pabBuZ-MA/s320/DSC_0284_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257388946675518274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX_ZGSoy0I/AAAAAAAAAJo/9Po08McLWDk/s320/DSC_0290_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257390230997360834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPYAj2w04MI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FhT_mix_wkE/s320/DSC_0286_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257390245531874786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPYAks6H9eI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/DPqJd4Mjpt4/s320/DSC_0292_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257390253242222018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPYAlJoahcI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Xdq5KsuInaw/s320/DSC_0297_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257390256747627618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPYAlWsKxGI/AAAAAAAAAKI/-Zj2ZX7eVlA/s320/DSC_0297_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257390263778720690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPYAlw4gu7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/0yF0xD7Gub0/s320/DSC_0302_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257391820674162706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPYCAYxT4BI/AAAAAAAAAKo/uNgqKa-6-eU/s320/DSC_0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257391807770235538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPYB_osxkpI/AAAAAAAAAKY/_S-RAZvOOe4/s320/DSC_0314_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257391826006622418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPYCAsoqwNI/AAAAAAAAAK4/9heDOqcZAis/s320/DSC_0372_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257391810669138866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPYB_zf7U7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/e--rE8TNtT4/s320/DSC_0369_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257391823768104674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPYCAkS9ruI/AAAAAAAAAKw/3LnHQ0EKOtE/s320/DSC_0367_edited-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4:45-5:40 Bella does Ballet and Tap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5:45-6:40 Abby does Ballet and Tap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes it is a very long day but, they love it and never complain about going. So if they are happy I am happy. This is Bella's 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; year of dance and Abby's 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;. I love watching them it makes me want to put on some shoes and dance with them.. but either I would hurt myself or a poor innocent bystander. So I will live &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; them for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-5481229198292669509?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/5481229198292669509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=5481229198292669509' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5481229198292669509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5481229198292669509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-has-been-busy-few-weeks.html' title='It has been a busy few weeks'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SPX_YdTHm-I/AAAAAAAAAJI/3YhKRw2kQm0/s72-c/DSC_0276.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-4287994125301099854</id><published>2008-09-30T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T19:00:02.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy Update</title><content type='html'>Well First off to get the funnies out of the way.  Tonight David was playing with the girls and running around the house as I was laying on the couch counting the contractions I am having.  He starting talking to Bella and this is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David:  Bella is your mommy nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella:  Well she's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pregnant&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think it was so funny but, the rest of my family did because they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; busting a gut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I go to the doctor in the am, yea I am so excited.  I get to find out how much more weight I have gained and I get to get the ole check a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;roo&lt;/span&gt; since I have been contracting and will be 28 weeks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.  So much to look forward to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-4287994125301099854?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/4287994125301099854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=4287994125301099854' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4287994125301099854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/4287994125301099854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/09/pregnancy-update.html' title='Pregnancy Update'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-5254996362133109395</id><published>2008-09-26T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T09:16:46.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNz1NHNInPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lsFzxZzbyK8/s1600-h/youvebeentagged.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250340871228398834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNz1NHNInPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lsFzxZzbyK8/s320/youvebeentagged.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been tagged by&lt;a href="http://footballsandcrowns.blogspot.com/"&gt; Rachel&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks so much for welcoming me to the Blog world as you put it. HaHa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am a Labor and Delivery nurse, and for the most part love my job. The only problem is I have an amazing Gag reflex. Certain smells kill me. So I always chew gum at work in case...well you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When I was graduating Jr high (8th grade) my husband David, was graduating COLLEGE. Talk about cradle robber. I always say after his graduation he was driving by the local Jr highs picking out his future wife... Gross I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I absolutely Love to cook, my problem is that I really don't like to touch raw meat and than have to eat it. So if I have to touch the meat I will just eat something else. And when you cook ground meat it looks kinda like worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I loving sewing, and making things for my girls, and now for my future son. I will say not as much fun for the boy, but I am trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250348245579464370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNz76Wzb_rI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Q01RXFAqaHM/s320/Tutu+bella.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250348599147053634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNz8O78hQkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/3XfMf1SV9i4/s320/IMG_4099_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250347628308391298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNz7WbSi5YI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QsCcIbiGn-Q/s320/born2rock+bib.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have a sick sense of humor. I love dirty jokes. I can always count on my friend Anna to give me a laugh. I guess being a nurse kinda desensitises you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, girl at my work, yes just one thinks that I am very intimidating. I laugh because my kids run a way laughing at me sometimes because they are so scared of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am not a morning person. I could sleep all day if my family would let me. I could stay up till 3 am in the morning. Yet when I tried to work a night shift a few months ago and fell asleep in my chair at 5 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag: &lt;a href="http://thewinberrys.blogspot.com/"&gt;Melody&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bmstewa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beth&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://myboysmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dallas&lt;/a&gt;... I know it is supposed to be 7 but......I can only count to ten and 10-7 is THREE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-5254996362133109395?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/5254996362133109395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=5254996362133109395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5254996362133109395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5254996362133109395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-have-been-tagged-by-rachel.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNz1NHNInPI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lsFzxZzbyK8/s72-c/youvebeentagged.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-7974394693282558534</id><published>2008-09-23T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:19:54.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bella'/><title type='text'>My Sweet Bella</title><content type='html'>Tonight after rushing home from our 3 hour dance marathonlike we do every Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;After Baths and Homework and Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is spending the night since David is Out of Town Again.  Bella decided she wanted to sleep with me so we can have a Chat Chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she closes her eyes, she wants to kiss my belly like she does every night.  She starts talking to the baby, Reid.  She says :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reid I will always love you.  Even if you hit me on accident or on purpose, I will always love you.  I hope you come out cute before you grow up to be a stinky boy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella pats my belly and kisses it.  "I love you baby Reid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mom she says he will come out cute to start with right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I said he will come out cute."---I hope I wasn't lying to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must add both of my girls are very fascinated with my growing body.  They give their brother kisses every chance they get.  It is so sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-7974394693282558534?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/7974394693282558534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=7974394693282558534' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7974394693282558534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7974394693282558534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-sweet-bella.html' title='My Sweet Bella'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-5006783084939519462</id><published>2008-09-22T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T08:43:37.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am officially THIRTY</title><content type='html'>As hard as this is to write, I have no choice... I am Thirty today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I remember when 30 was old. I thought my birthday would go a little differently than it has this year, but that was last year when I was imagining what it would play out to be. In my dream I wasn't 27 weeks pregnant, David and I were out of town together on a fun get away, not just him on a get away with work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, plans change. Today I woke up drove my sweet girls to there two different schools came home and laid in the bed thinking if I could just sleep for an hour I would get up and do something productive. Well, I never went back to sleep so, I picked up chick fi la and surprised Bella at school and had lunch with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I than thought for some good reason, I might go shopping and buy myself something.... Nothing fits, so that was a bust. I was about to pee my pants so stopped by my sisters and ended up looking for Halloween costumes for the girls. They would like to be the Pink Ladies from Grease. Since nothing will fit them, I with the help of my mother will be making them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than I got a great phone call that would turn my day around. Derek, called to tell me that David had called him and he was at Bedfords buying my camera if I wanted to meet him up there I could. (David was already in big trouble because he had not purchased this already). I got my CAMERA today so I am so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249042801402580178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNhYngRsDNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8uLj3bw7-uE/s320/picture+of+camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249042644097001938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNhYeWRHadI/AAAAAAAAAEc/pyF6j6KANyA/s320/picture+of+camera+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met my parents for dinner at Cafe Rue Orleans, I thought wow, they rented the whole place out just for me, because it is my day. Not the case. They just aren't that busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melody called after we had gotten home from cheer leading practice and brought me over a cake. Mind you it was chocolate cake and the girls just got out of the bath....Oh well could have been worse. IT was a great cake I am sure that is what we will be having for breakfast in the morning. Thanks Mae Mae, it is always great to be able to sit around and do a little "girl chat chat" as Bella and Abby call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now both of the girls are asleep right beside me and it is quite. Ahhhhh. Now only to make myself fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-5006783084939519462?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/5006783084939519462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=5006783084939519462' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5006783084939519462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/5006783084939519462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-officially-thirty.html' title='I am officially THIRTY'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNhYngRsDNI/AAAAAAAAAEs/8uLj3bw7-uE/s72-c/picture+of+camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-7482929100809133683</id><published>2008-09-20T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:53:04.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Games, Games and more Games</title><content type='html'>As we were getting ready to go to Bella's game we decided we probably needed to go see Tucker play one of his soccer games since we were not having conflicting games today. So we got ready early and headed to Bentonville. We didn't see him play because he had team pictures and they were running behind and we had to head across town to get to Bella's game. But we did get a cute picture of Tucker and Abby. After the picture we asked Tucker if it hurt to take the pic and of coarse he said YES.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248277001956572290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWgIHB5PII/AAAAAAAAADc/ngEcPS5mKXs/s320/IMG_6477.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Off to Bella's cheer leading game. We had all 7 girls show up today and Bella did really good. She said she really like cheer leading because "they get lots of snack breaks way more than the football players." Abby was a little disappointed because she didn't get to stay with the girls and cheer so she stood on the sidelines, of the sidelines and cheered. There Nanny came to watch the girls eat snacks, I mean CHEER.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248280212704073634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWjC__wF6I/AAAAAAAAAD0/FdkFPLWrAZg/s320/IMG_6492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248280206755133298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWjCp1ad3I/AAAAAAAAADs/v51zd8Mws5Y/s320/IMG_6490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248280201245149586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWjCVTuyZI/AAAAAAAAADk/__3DzQYnuC8/s320/IMG_6489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We than left Bella's game to go and catch Macie Jane's game since our weekends are crazy these days. We did cheer for Macie but since we missed Coopers game we got pictures of Bella and Coop in there uniforms. Never miss a photo op. All the kids did really good.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248281203735730882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWj8r4HGsI/AAAAAAAAAD8/DidEnfUfw2Q/s320/IMG_6494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cooper wanted his Nanny Ashdown to take them to the Halloween store, I told Bella and Abby No we aren't going with them, they never get to see their Nanny AShdown they need to spend some time with her. Bella looked at me with her big brown eyes and said, "Mom, we never get to see our Nanny Ashdown either, I've only met her a few times." I couldn't argue with that. So of we go to the store and they adopted her for the trip. We picked out what we are going to be for Halloween, apparently "Grease" is going to be our them this year. We got the sunglasses for the costumes, that my Bella told me that we probably could find them for cheaper online or something. Cooper and Tucker got guns. Than they took a group picture saying that Nanny Ashdown Rocks...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWl5d8gk9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/vKjwnlIvLWw/s1600-h/IMG_6503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248283347479729106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWl5d8gk9I/AAAAAAAAAEE/vKjwnlIvLWw/s320/IMG_6503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWl5til-SI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YDy3vkBRPJs/s1600-h/IMG_6506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248283351665998114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWl5til-SI/AAAAAAAAAEM/YDy3vkBRPJs/s320/IMG_6506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWl58d84vI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nhM8OY8l5rs/s1600-h/IMG_6500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248283355673060082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWl58d84vI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nhM8OY8l5rs/s320/IMG_6500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-7482929100809133683?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/7482929100809133683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=7482929100809133683' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7482929100809133683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/7482929100809133683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/09/games-games-and-more-games.html' title='Games, Games and more Games'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWgIHB5PII/AAAAAAAAADc/ngEcPS5mKXs/s72-c/IMG_6477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-6153781940977360391</id><published>2008-09-20T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:16:05.650-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy almost 30th Birthday to ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWQaeGsqpI/AAAAAAAAACk/0YufHX_knDU/s1600-h/IMG_6458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248259725202336402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWQaeGsqpI/AAAAAAAAACk/0YufHX_knDU/s320/IMG_6458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I can say yesterday was a rather weird day. I came out of my delivery to go check on my other pt who was laboring with twins. Long story but they caled a C/S so I was preparing to not get out of work anytime soon. Than I heard someone say Happy Birthday Kerri, finish your charting and get out of here. I was confused becasue people DO NOT come in early for you or take over when you are about to go do a C/S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWQqQx_qRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ks3cLp_S2A4/s1600-h/IMG_6455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248259996503746834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWQqQx_qRI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ks3cLp_S2A4/s320/IMG_6455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I thought well what does David have planned for me? So I called him and told him that someone hadc ome in early for me sooo I wanted to go shopping for my birthday present that he has not gotten me yet...(another story). He said no come home and we can go to dinner and a movie we can go anywhere you want. Well now with my indecivife pregnancy state I ask for suggestions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWQ6NTl2yI/AAAAAAAAAC8/iapzhM9nofI/s1600-h/IMG_6448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248260270448827170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWQ6NTl2yI/AAAAAAAAAC8/iapzhM9nofI/s320/IMG_6448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up choosing Copelands, that way I could get steak or seafood and an amazing desert if I wanted which I am sure I was going to want. All I could think about was the desert. Since I had only had a slice of pizza for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we go to Copelands and it is busy I kept thinking OMG I have to have something to eat like now or I might just blow away, and we were never going to get a table. Well we did we had a table already full of great friends and family. All there for ME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWQh5ZDsvI/AAAAAAAAACs/tGNpJT5FyUI/s1600-h/IMG_6441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248259852786184946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWQh5ZDsvI/AAAAAAAAACs/tGNpJT5FyUI/s320/IMG_6441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to everyone that came it was a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got home I was sure both kids would be asleep since we had gotten a babysitter and it was 945. Well this is what we came home to:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWRb29U5RI/AAAAAAAAADM/7D035FSK2Fs/s1600-h/IMG_6466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248260848565413138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWRb29U5RI/AAAAAAAAADM/7D035FSK2Fs/s320/IMG_6466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWRW33YYSI/AAAAAAAAADE/2CTz0fWu4V0/s1600-h/IMG_6464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248260762909565218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWRW33YYSI/AAAAAAAAADE/2CTz0fWu4V0/s320/IMG_6464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course Bella would be asleep and Abby would still be awake.  She never sleeps.  We can drive in the car forever and Bella will be asleep and Abby will still be talking away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-6153781940977360391?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/6153781940977360391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=6153781940977360391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6153781940977360391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/6153781940977360391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-almost-30th-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy almost 30th Birthday to ME'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNWQaeGsqpI/AAAAAAAAACk/0YufHX_knDU/s72-c/IMG_6458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-2846939988826022963</id><published>2008-09-14T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:09:28.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Cheerleader</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SM3Q74gk1AI/AAAAAAAAABk/aiPuBtkooj8/s1600-h/IMG_6417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246078868156371970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SM3Q74gk1AI/AAAAAAAAABk/aiPuBtkooj8/s320/IMG_6417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday Isabella had her first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cheer leading&lt;/span&gt; game, for flag football. When we were talking about signing her up she wanted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; her cousin Cooper was going to be playing flag &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;football&lt;/span&gt; and she could cheer for him.  We have our schedule and she does not cheer not even ONE game for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She than asked "Mom, what is a cheerleader?" I explained: Like the girls on the field at the Razorback games. She than got a big smile &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; she than thought she was going to be cheering for the Razorbacks, I had to break it to her she wasn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She did really good for only having two practices and having a mother who was not a cheerleader. Oh by the way did I mention that I am supposed to be the assistant coach? No, I was told I just have to help with the devotions and potty breaks. I know some of you were laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246078535067168850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 379px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="234" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SM3Qofp68FI/AAAAAAAAABc/TBeXLcWSVsI/s320/IMG_6413.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-2846939988826022963?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/2846939988826022963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=2846939988826022963' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2846939988826022963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/2846939988826022963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-little-cheerleader.html' title='My Little Cheerleader'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SM3Q74gk1AI/AAAAAAAAABk/aiPuBtkooj8/s72-c/IMG_6417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4527520268998800008.post-8381508048179240172</id><published>2008-09-13T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T20:12:45.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay I think it is time..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SMyA6xB3SLI/AAAAAAAAABU/Urm3osAsmvo/s1600-h/IMG_6242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245709413061707954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SMyA6xB3SLI/AAAAAAAAABU/Urm3osAsmvo/s320/IMG_6242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have had a site since last year and still have not posted anything so I am going to give this a try. We will see how good I am at this. I didn't want to start posting until I had a cute background like everyone else.... but I thought well lets see if I can actually use this thing before I buy a background. Everyone has told me how easy it is to Blog so here we go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will start with today, and see if this helps my current memory problems I seem to be having. (I have no blood pumping to my brain right now).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of our first "BOY" outfit we purchased for our new baby coming in December.  Picked out by his Big Sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4527520268998800008-8381508048179240172?l=davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/feeds/8381508048179240172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4527520268998800008&amp;postID=8381508048179240172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8381508048179240172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4527520268998800008/posts/default/8381508048179240172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://davidandkerrichesnutt.blogspot.com/2008/09/okay-i-think-it-is-time.html' title='Okay I think it is time..'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12813487271976152642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SNRzrtf4TCI/AAAAAAAAACM/F2SaNnkSnXE/S220/IMG_4334.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zGHMBj82FSI/SMyA6xB3SLI/AAAAAAAAABU/Urm3osAsmvo/s72-c/IMG_6242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
