<?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-1805895990481980769</id><updated>2011-09-19T05:26:27.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-6644947572964958797</id><published>2010-07-20T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T20:36:26.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another girl headed our way</title><content type='html'>So we found out that we are having another beautiful GIRL!!!! I am so excited. We have so mnay girl things and I would love to use them all again. &lt;br /&gt;This pregnncy has been very different for me than the girls'. &lt;br /&gt;For one I have a crazy antibody that can make me anemic if things get really crazy (lets hope that is not the case) and for two I have what is called an Amniotic Band, not reall sure yet what this one might include, but lets hope nothing bad from it. from what I have heard we have passed that bad stage. I have just become more high risk is all and get more ultrasounds. I can do those. . &lt;br /&gt;I am now 21 weeks along. Only gianed 9 lbs so far. Feeling pretty good overall. and SO excited to bring more Pink home. lol I'm sure Brian is just as excited to have another little girl to wrap arund his fingers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-6644947572964958797?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/6644947572964958797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/07/anohter-girl-headed-our-way.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6644947572964958797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6644947572964958797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/07/anohter-girl-headed-our-way.html' title='another girl headed our way'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-6078593355099307543</id><published>2010-05-05T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T07:44:05.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCITING NEWS</title><content type='html'>We have some exciting news. We are expecting again. So far it looks like just one baby. We are due December 5th, We are very excited and hope everything will work out for us by then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-6078593355099307543?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/6078593355099307543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/05/exciting-news.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6078593355099307543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6078593355099307543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/05/exciting-news.html' title='EXCITING NEWS'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-8035048154284386897</id><published>2010-04-09T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T21:42:49.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>potty traning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/S8ABGmVyooI/AAAAAAAAAX4/zCIMUg-0Mj0/s1600/PottyTrainingKidReading.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/S8ABGmVyooI/AAAAAAAAAX4/zCIMUg-0Mj0/s320/PottyTrainingKidReading.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So tomorrow we are going to try out the day with potty traning. I know youthink but the girls are not even 2 yet, but they tell us all the time when they need to go potty AND when they have a wet diaper they take it off. SO I'm hoping that it will go well. I know there will be accidents and i"m okay with that. anyone have any suggestions on how to make this run smooth? i'm up for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-8035048154284386897?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/8035048154284386897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/04/potty-traning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8035048154284386897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8035048154284386897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/04/potty-traning.html' title='potty traning'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/S8ABGmVyooI/AAAAAAAAAX4/zCIMUg-0Mj0/s72-c/PottyTrainingKidReading.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-7469500411687700266</id><published>2010-04-03T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T16:21:42.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>babysitters needed again</title><content type='html'>i'm losing my great neighbor who has been watching my girls in the mornings once&amp;nbsp; aweek. I really need to try to find someone close by that would be willing to watch the girls for a few hours. I'm willing to pay you. Please let me know if anyone you know could possibly as well. I dont know what i"m going to do anymore if I can't find someone. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-7469500411687700266?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/7469500411687700266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/04/babysitters-needed-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/7469500411687700266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/7469500411687700266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/04/babysitters-needed-again.html' title='babysitters needed again'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-4908079160716035551</id><published>2010-03-10T22:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:40:57.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLAYDATE</title><content type='html'>i want to schedule a playdate. I have March 29th off work. any takers on who wants to play???? I feel like I need to get my girls to play with other kids more. call me or leave a message and lets plan something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-4908079160716035551?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/4908079160716035551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/03/playdate.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4908079160716035551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4908079160716035551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/03/playdate.html' title='PLAYDATE'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-4290074543732164740</id><published>2010-03-05T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:28:04.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishes</title><content type='html'>Something I wish I was good at is crafty items. I see some of my firends and they make their little girls clothes and stuff around their house and Ijust can't do any of that. If I try It doens't turn out very well. I want to learn, but I think I just get so frustrated. If anyone has any easy ideas on how to decorate or do anything, 'm up for them . &lt;br /&gt;I also wish I had more patience with my girls. Some days i feel like I'm loosing it. I get so frustrated with them and all they want is a cup of milk.&amp;nbsp; Or Bucky or just to sit on the potty. lol &lt;br /&gt;I also wish I had more time and energy. My hosue get to be such areck. I feel like I never get anything done. I made the comment once that I wish I had a magical wand like from harry potter to help me put things back into place and get my dishes and laundry done. one day my housewill look the way I want it to. :-)&lt;br /&gt;I also wish that I didn't have to be away from my girls so much. I breaks my heart that I have to leave every morning and they cry cuz all they want is mommy to stay home and play with them. &lt;br /&gt;I also wish that when I was at work that it was a bit more enjoyable. Work can be so stressful and it would be so much more bearable to leave my girls if I had some place I enjoyed going to more. dont get me wrong. I'm graitful I have a job and i do like it over all. &lt;br /&gt;I also wish I had more room in my house. I"m ready to move on and find something bigger, but Ijust dont see that happening. &lt;br /&gt;I also wish that My dogs were a big more traned. lol&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had better dinner ideas. I get so sick of the same old thing. any ideas????&lt;br /&gt;I also wish that I had time to read a good book. lol&lt;br /&gt;I also wish my girls would fall asleep in their bed and not on the floor right next to the door cuz they want out. &lt;br /&gt;I also wish that I had more realiable babysitters every day. My dad didn't show up until almost 10:30 today. Thank good ness for nice neighbors to help me with the girls so I could get to work. One day I hope it does not have to be that way. &lt;br /&gt;I also wish that I had the car that was better ecenomical for us. &lt;br /&gt;I wish that Brian and I had more time and money to spend on US!!!! We need together time and we just can't seem to get it. &lt;br /&gt;I wish I could go on a big vacation and get away from the dirty house, work, laundry, dogs, etc. one day:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"m not trying to complain I'm just wishing upon a star is all. I'm graitful for all I have. For my job, my life, my husband. my beauitful girls, my babysitters, everythings. I just want thigns to be better is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-4290074543732164740?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/4290074543732164740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/03/wishes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4290074543732164740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4290074543732164740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/03/wishes.html' title='wishes'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-8078965112780944831</id><published>2010-01-19T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:53:14.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what matters most</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYhDhiojBPA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYhDhiojBPA&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have been going through a rough time so seeing this vedio just put a few things into prespective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-8078965112780944831?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/8078965112780944831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-matters-most.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8078965112780944831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8078965112780944831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-matters-most.html' title='what matters most'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-4792272290860966297</id><published>2010-01-15T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T20:49:29.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The girls' new things is Ali throws all her stuff into Alyssa crib and tires to climb into it. SO instead of her climbing we just put her in there. They end up having a little sleep over in Alyssa crib. We only let them do this on weekends and the night they do it they tend not to sleep very well and wake up crancky. we will see how tomorrow goes but they just have so much fun. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/S1FD0EwG1uI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wIPIMgLtqdE/s1600-h/sleeep+over.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/S1FD0EwG1uI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wIPIMgLtqdE/s320/sleeep+over.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/S1FDwOXi6kI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZdrrfWo8AUw/s1600-h/Ali+tired.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/S1FDwOXi6kI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZdrrfWo8AUw/s320/Ali+tired.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ali before bed. She was so tired she was just laying down on the floor with her blanket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/S1FDxynr1HI/AAAAAAAAAXo/G4EL6od_ktg/s1600-h/Alyssa+tired.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/S1FDxynr1HI/AAAAAAAAAXo/G4EL6od_ktg/s320/Alyssa+tired.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alyssa even more tired. She is laying ontop of their table. lol even though they were so tired that night it still took them about an hour to fall asleep. silly girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-4792272290860966297?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/4792272290860966297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/01/sleep-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4792272290860966297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4792272290860966297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/01/sleep-over.html' title='sleep over'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/S1FD0EwG1uI/AAAAAAAAAXw/wIPIMgLtqdE/s72-c/sleeep+over.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-6183760196911876024</id><published>2010-01-13T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T19:36:37.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alyssa hurt finger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Alyssa got her poor little finger smashed in the screen door at grandmas house (grandma did it) and this is what it looked like. she would not let me touch it. the one with the band aid on it is just&amp;nbsp; a tiny scratch. Her little pinky is something else. it's all swollen and bruised and cut. It was pretty bad. she wouldnt move it so I was scared it was broken so of course I took her in. and a cute little X Ray later of her little fingers, everything came back fine. On our way home she started singing a song to me. I think she is okay now,:-) LOL poor mom takes things way too serious. I just know the time I decide not to take her in she will have something broken or need stiches. just my luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/S06QRs2FFfI/AAAAAAAAAXY/SwhVwf5Hc8U/s1600-h/alyssa+fingers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/S06QRs2FFfI/AAAAAAAAAXY/SwhVwf5Hc8U/s320/alyssa+fingers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-6183760196911876024?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/6183760196911876024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/01/alyssa-hurt-finger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6183760196911876024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6183760196911876024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2010/01/alyssa-hurt-finger.html' title='Alyssa hurt finger'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/S06QRs2FFfI/AAAAAAAAAXY/SwhVwf5Hc8U/s72-c/alyssa+fingers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-5085888869005367155</id><published>2009-12-14T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:38:05.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQOZoGafI/AAAAAAAAAWg/7WgX1f8UWyI/s1600-h/IMG_8328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQOZoGafI/AAAAAAAAAWg/7WgX1f8UWyI/s400/IMG_8328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQT8G4Z2I/AAAAAAAAAWo/ADi2caQlRYE/s1600-h/IMG_8336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQT8G4Z2I/AAAAAAAAAWo/ADi2caQlRYE/s400/IMG_8336.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQevRLerI/AAAAAAAAAWw/M_cHO4gyq3E/s1600-h/IMG_8357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQevRLerI/AAAAAAAAAWw/M_cHO4gyq3E/s400/IMG_8357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQphVTWYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wIboGcmAvMQ/s1600-h/IMG_8388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQphVTWYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/wIboGcmAvMQ/s400/IMG_8388.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQxkmpNAI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_bCWspaUbS8/s1600-h/IMG_8386.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQxkmpNAI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_bCWspaUbS8/s400/IMG_8386.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycRZbsjqcI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/b9wHyfBi3w8/s1600-h/IMG_8451.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycRZbsjqcI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/b9wHyfBi3w8/s400/IMG_8451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycOrrocxpI/AAAAAAAAAWA/S6XJDPulTDY/s1600-h/IMG_7917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycOrrocxpI/AAAAAAAAAWA/S6XJDPulTDY/s400/IMG_7917.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQE9zia7I/AAAAAAAAAWY/NTAXFbGEZyI/s1600-h/IMG_7916.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQE9zia7I/AAAAAAAAAWY/NTAXFbGEZyI/s400/IMG_7916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycPmjoFUuI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/n_KZYopZ0jU/s1600-h/IMG_8453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycPmjoFUuI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/n_KZYopZ0jU/s400/IMG_8453.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So here are Christmas pictures. Brians sister was in town and her husband Troy takes pictures so we asked him to help us out. The girls didn't really want to take pictures so we didn't get that great of shots but nect time we know to let them have a nap and lunch first. Alyssa is in the purple and Ali in pink and he red dresses I"m not sure who is who. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQ3gUoxeI/AAAAAAAAAXI/jb4lCDe71IU/s1600-h/IMG_8401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQ3gUoxeI/AAAAAAAAAXI/jb4lCDe71IU/s400/IMG_8401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycPK6PtDRI/AAAAAAAAAWI/baqgYVa0_Bs/s1600-h/IMG_7957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycPK6PtDRI/AAAAAAAAAWI/baqgYVa0_Bs/s400/IMG_7957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-5085888869005367155?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/5085888869005367155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-pictures.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/5085888869005367155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/5085888869005367155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-pictures.html' title='winter pictures'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SycQOZoGafI/AAAAAAAAAWg/7WgX1f8UWyI/s72-c/IMG_8328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-1214210399455113306</id><published>2009-11-28T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T21:57:25.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'>giving up</title><content type='html'>Just a forwarning, I'm a bit frustrated and this blog might just be me rambling on about nothing at all important.&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever get the feeling that you just want to give up? I get so frustrated with the way I have to do things with my girls. SInce they have been born I have had to work and we cant afford to pay much for babysitters. But sometimes there are weeks where we have 10 different people watching them. And there are also weeks when&amp;nbsp; i just can't find a babysitter at all so we can go to work. I'm so tired of feeling like I try so hard for nothing&amp;nbsp;in return. Brian and I both work so hard and for what???? We are still behind, we can't give our girls what they need when it comes to stability like I would like, we can never catch up. i just want to say"to hell with it all" and GIVE UP!!!! But I know I can't do that. I know I have to continue to go to work every day to help out. And I dont mind helping out, I just wish things were a bit more easy for us. On top of that it puts so much stress on a marriage. Brian and I struggle. We are not the ideal or perfect couple. WE make our mistakes. And it's just one more thing to stress about. I do have to be graitful though. Brian does alot. He tries. I have so much family that helps with the girls. I just wish I could do more for all of them. I know Im rambling, i just need to hear that I'm not the only mom out there that struggles and just wants to give up. I need t know that what I"m feeling is normal. I need to know that there is hope, because right now I dont feel like there is. Right now i just feel like its never going to get any better. I love my girls. they are the ones that keep me going most days. They do drive me crazy, but they are the ones that make it all worth it in the end. I'm up for anyones advice on any of the topics I have mentioned. I just can't do this alone anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-1214210399455113306?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/1214210399455113306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/11/giving-up.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/1214210399455113306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/1214210399455113306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/11/giving-up.html' title='giving up'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-4501500418561273772</id><published>2009-11-14T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T23:24:55.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mouse in the house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.impactlab.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/mice_5638.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" sr="true" src="http://www.impactlab.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/mice_5638.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know&amp;nbsp;he looks cute, but let me tell you they are not!!! Today we get home from Disney on Ice. (Lots of fun) and we go upstairs and on the carpet is a nice little gray mouse DEAD!!!! Luckly it was dead, but I'm so sick and tired of all these mice. Earlier this week, I go in the garage to put some of the girls clothes away and I smell something dead. Sure enough we move a few things and there was another dead mouse. Brian said that when he picked him up that his hair fell off so I guess it's been dead for awhile. YUCK!!! So with this weeks capture of 2 mice we have caught 5 mice this fall. For some reason they like our house and we have been trying to be so good about not leaving food out. and it makes me feel like I have a dirty house when I dont. it has its normal cludder but we dont leave food out or the house dirty. I'm hoping that now it has snowed that they will all die outside. But i'm sure we will all smell it around here than. ugh........is anyone else catching as many as I am??? BTW we do have a cat and 2 dogs and I think the dog got to the mouse today but I know the cat wont touch it. She is too afraid. you would think with all the animals we have that the mouse problem would not be a problem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-4501500418561273772?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/4501500418561273772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/11/mouse-in-house.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4501500418561273772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4501500418561273772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/11/mouse-in-house.html' title='mouse in the house'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-2598554235723708474</id><published>2009-10-19T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T21:01:06.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>picking pumpkins and our UTES outfit</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here are some pictures of us in our UTES outfits. Our Friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kalee&lt;/span&gt; made these tutu's  for us. We seem to really like them. (I can't figure out how to change the pictures so it's right side up and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have the patients to figure &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;it o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ut&lt;/span&gt; tonight. same with the underlining. ugh...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0yeJo-kBI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ixpVEPwH6Kk/s1600-h/428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394523422224977938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0yeJo-kBI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ixpVEPwH6Kk/s400/428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Ali on her car. She loves this car. They fight over it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; we only have one. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;heaven&lt;/span&gt; forbid we have one of something. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0yBraQXxI/AAAAAAAAAVg/t922MZjk46A/s1600-h/445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394522933073829650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0yBraQXxI/AAAAAAAAAVg/t922MZjk46A/s400/445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Alyssa sitting on the chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0xlfR94tI/AAAAAAAAAVY/qh0A-PMo__g/s1600-h/435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394522448781501138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0xlfR94tI/AAAAAAAAAVY/qh0A-PMo__g/s400/435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Both of my cute little girls. ( Alyssa would only stand there long enough if I gave her my phone so that's what she is doing is talking on the phone :-)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Here we are picking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;. We had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;a lot &lt;/span&gt; of fun picking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;. we went to a little patch and let the girls go and wonder and sit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;and play&lt;/span&gt; with them. It's was a nice warm day and we had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0xTsWr13I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/iNUTVq4ay0I/s1600-h/402.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394522143053305714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0xTsWr13I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/iNUTVq4ay0I/s400/402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Both of these are Alyssa. She looks like she is trying to decide how on Earth she is going to puck this up. And than she decides she was going to go and sit on one of them. Too cute. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0w7YUbQDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/bUC952LI_ko/s1600-h/417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394521725358260274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0w7YUbQDI/AAAAAAAAAVI/bUC952LI_ko/s400/417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0wYBLzgcI/AAAAAAAAAVA/vKZLmbY71n4/s1600-h/418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394521117852664258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0wYBLzgcI/AAAAAAAAAVA/vKZLmbY71n4/s400/418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ali found the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; she wanted and picked up and walked over to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0vusHpTZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/8VTW9sMPi20/s1600-h/413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394520407823437202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0vusHpTZI/AAAAAAAAAU4/8VTW9sMPi20/s400/413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Alyssa trying to do the same thing. :-) but to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; way too big for her to pick up. But she wants to try anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0vR23LolI/AAAAAAAAAUw/9mJ3vUrz4LQ/s1600-h/405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394519912490967634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0vR23LolI/AAAAAAAAAUw/9mJ3vUrz4LQ/s400/405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ali and Daddy deciding if they want that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt; or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0u2CcdgzI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qRL0_3DBHS8/s1600-h/421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394519434563781426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0u2CcdgzI/AAAAAAAAAUo/qRL0_3DBHS8/s400/421.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; On our way to the car after we picked out all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;pumpkins&lt;/span&gt; we wanted. We HAD to sit in the wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0ueohUyWI/AAAAAAAAAUg/bTVcVe7oChU/s1600-h/409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394519032467868002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0ueohUyWI/AAAAAAAAAUg/bTVcVe7oChU/s400/409.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;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lastly&lt;/span&gt;, Ali was sitting on every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;. I had to get a picture of her on one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going to try and post our Disney trip, but there are so many pictures I have to go through still. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-2598554235723708474?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/2598554235723708474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/10/picking-pumpkins-and-our-utes-outfit.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/2598554235723708474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/2598554235723708474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/10/picking-pumpkins-and-our-utes-outfit.html' title='picking pumpkins and our UTES outfit'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/St0yeJo-kBI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ixpVEPwH6Kk/s72-c/428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-8933304550516008280</id><published>2009-10-16T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T18:57:44.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I got a new job too!!!</title><content type='html'>So most of you know, my boss was changing my hours to something I just did not want to do (and could not), so it I left me no choice but to find something else. SO I searched everywhere and was very lucky to have an interview yesterday and an answer all in one day. I got the job I wanted at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IMC&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;women's&lt;/span&gt; center lab. It's next to the OB and pediatricians offices in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;women's&lt;/span&gt; center. It's Monday - Friday 10 am to 6:30 pm. no holidays or weekends. (that is the best part) It's doing outpatient now which I would rather go back to over impatient. I'm really excited for it. I will be home to put my little girls to bed and cook them dinner. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Brians&lt;/span&gt; new job will be having him work more nights, so this will be good I think. My only real concern is that I need to find  babysitters for Tuesdays and Mondays since I used to have them off. so if any of you know anyone? Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-8933304550516008280?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/8933304550516008280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-new-job-too.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8933304550516008280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8933304550516008280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-new-job-too.html' title='I got a new job too!!!'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-3837394924840008775</id><published>2009-10-02T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:49:34.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye............</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Brian is saying GOOD BYE to Hertz!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388258583485123426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SsbwoiqUi2I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/L61Pbfy1dX8/s400/hertz_logo_jpeg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And HELLO to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CHADDERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Provo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.centralmediaserver.com/seekitlocal/client_files/ce4e8c7d-bf4b-4be3-a206-3cf8995af175/Chadders%20SIL300x250.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Earlier this month, Brian got a phone call from an old boss from when he was in High school (who tracked him down from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;realitives&lt;/span&gt; in Pleasant Grove), kind of making a job &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;opportunity to him&lt;/span&gt;. Over the last month Brian has been interviewing and they have been talking things out to get things to move over into new management. In the end they have made Brian an offer he just can't pass up. He will be a general manager for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chadders&lt;/span&gt; in Provo. Doing the hiring and the managing and the everything. He is getting more money and bonuses and room to make more money in the future. It will also mean that I wont have to work as much. I will for a little while longer (full time), but I know there is an end coming in the near future and that makes it a bit more bearable. (Work for me is getting better though) We are both excited for this new change. It will be better and something I think we really needed. A BIG blessing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Something&lt;/span&gt; we have been praying for, for a long time. We hope it will be good. Wish him good luck!!! I am so proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-3837394924840008775?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/3837394924840008775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-bye.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3837394924840008775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3837394924840008775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-bye.html' title='Good Bye............'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SsbwoiqUi2I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/L61Pbfy1dX8/s72-c/hertz_logo_jpeg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-964949137510977283</id><published>2009-09-28T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:36:22.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mouse update</title><content type='html'>So last Friday Brian calls me while i;m at work telling me we have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mouse in&lt;/span&gt; the house that has climbed up into the oven in the little cracks where the knobs are. I totally freaked out. I'm not totally wild about having them in the garage but I can live with it for the time being., however in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt;, I'm not okay with. On the counter and in the stove is not something I wanted. I freaked out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt; freaked out. So we set up some bait, but the bait says it will take 4-5 days before it dies. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;geeez&lt;/span&gt; so I have to live with this thing in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;House&lt;/span&gt; for another week. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think so. SO I was at the dollar Tree Saturday morning, and they had snap traps there 4 for a buck, so I think "what do I have to loose" but  few mice???? ( HE HE HE) SO I buy them. Brian puts one in the garage and one next to the stove. not even 20 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mi nuts&lt;/span&gt; later we hear the one in the garage go off, sure enough a little black mouse in it. a few minutes later we look over by the stove and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;one is dead too and we didn't even hear it (let me remind you that it decided to stay up in my stove for a good 18 hours) and than Sunday Brian found another dead one in the garage from the trap. I have got to say that is the best dollar I have ever spent. I'm sure we still have them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; all the neighbors still have them, but at least 3 of them are out of the way. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! and at least  we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have them in the walls or ceilings like our other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;neighbors&lt;/span&gt; do. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Yuck&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-964949137510977283?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/964949137510977283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/09/mouse-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/964949137510977283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/964949137510977283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/09/mouse-update.html' title='mouse update'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-6185052835204827984</id><published>2009-09-22T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T15:34:44.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MICE PROBLEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Does anyone else in our neighborhood have a mice problem or is it just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; three of us connected?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Phoenix&lt;/span&gt; one night and heard mice running in their ceiling, I guess next to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keira&lt;/span&gt;, she saw a mouse in her house and I have one in my garage. ugh..... what a pain. I have heard peppermint oil and alcohol will help them go away so I'm trying this first before traps. I was in our garage last night and totally starting freaking out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I could heard rustling around in the dog bones. It freaked me out. I went and got Brian out of bed. Do you think he cared???? NO!!!! Me in the mean time went back into the garage but would not go without one of the dog (it's not like they would do anything, but at least I wasn't along) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;geez&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyone have any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; suggestions, I'm way up for them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-6185052835204827984?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/6185052835204827984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/09/mice-problem.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6185052835204827984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6185052835204827984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/09/mice-problem.html' title='MICE PROBLEM'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-1283714286757690596</id><published>2009-09-09T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T14:40:59.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures of the summer, it's been awhile</title><content type='html'>SO, It's been awhile since our mommy has updated any pictures. SO here are our pictures from the summer. We really have done quite a bit. And tomorrow we are off to Disenyland to get use out of our memberships for one more time this year. We are so excited to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgY_a5Y5YI/AAAAAAAAAUA/aLkIvTSdIuI/s1600-h/180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379577232724911490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgY_a5Y5YI/AAAAAAAAAUA/aLkIvTSdIuI/s400/180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AlI I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgYsZmxMjI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cn2tcVTzwoI/s1600-h/182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379576905960862258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgYsZmxMjI/AAAAAAAAAT4/cn2tcVTzwoI/s400/182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa in her new minnie mouse outfit. I remind myself of my mommy here as a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgYkSArQHI/AAAAAAAAATw/RwKCVTFhJw8/s1600-h/187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379576766483087474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgYkSArQHI/AAAAAAAAATw/RwKCVTFhJw8/s400/187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in our new outfits. Lookind so spiffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgYZ8uZ5JI/AAAAAAAAATo/9pzO-7P0y9Q/s1600-h/172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379576588970615954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgYZ8uZ5JI/AAAAAAAAATo/9pzO-7P0y9Q/s400/172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our slipper day. I had a dress on, but I spilt all over it and this is what I looked like at the end of the day. I had to wear my slippers all day. -Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgYQbx7gGI/AAAAAAAAATg/fQjS1pqff5Q/s1600-h/168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379576425508208738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgYQbx7gGI/AAAAAAAAATg/fQjS1pqff5Q/s400/168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa in her slippers too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgX-ztU-gI/AAAAAAAAATY/4OepN56BqeM/s1600-h/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379576122693712386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgX-ztU-gI/AAAAAAAAATY/4OepN56BqeM/s400/126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love talking on the phone- Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgX0ihO-JI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Pv4CeJLTNWI/s1600-h/166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379575946280892562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgX0ihO-JI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Pv4CeJLTNWI/s400/166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali before I spilt all over my dress in my slippers ( Actually these slippers are my sisters, but she is wearing mine today so who cares)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgXihjhLYI/AAAAAAAAATI/c76oiodFrbE/s1600-h/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379575636784393602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgXihjhLYI/AAAAAAAAATI/c76oiodFrbE/s400/147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my favorite things to do is climb into the cuboards and pull everything and climb in there and hide. This what we are doing in the next several pictures. I know my mommmy loves it too, especially when I pull the 200 cookie cutters we have and throw them all over the place. It's so much fun. ;-)- Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgXWV663UI/AAAAAAAAATA/amPPa5ktyOU/s1600-h/141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379575427502890306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgXWV663UI/AAAAAAAAATA/amPPa5ktyOU/s400/141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is not quite enough room for both of us in here. I get very angry. -Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgXKLZ4_vI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_Cb6O9eMbZs/s1600-h/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379575218521571058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgXKLZ4_vI/AAAAAAAAAS4/_Cb6O9eMbZs/s400/138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I"m Alyssa, but I'm not sure here. -oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgW_FRpZ5I/AAAAAAAAASw/vVu8qD-l6ik/s1600-h/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379575027897821074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgW_FRpZ5I/AAAAAAAAASw/vVu8qD-l6ik/s400/132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy let me play with the mail while she was looking at the mail too. It made such a fun mess. - Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgWzv_QiiI/AAAAAAAAASo/Mj5SOk-nDIY/s1600-h/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379574833204988450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgWzv_QiiI/AAAAAAAAASo/Mj5SOk-nDIY/s400/111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have learned to go out the doggy door at the same time. We are so fast at it too. Sometimes we get out and mommy and daddy dont even know we have gone out there, until they can't find us. He he he soon we will be too big for it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgWmE71UbI/AAAAAAAAASg/soPZb26jXBI/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379574598309597618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgWmE71UbI/AAAAAAAAASg/soPZb26jXBI/s400/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my tutu, I think it's funny when it's ontop of my head-Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgWb88exAI/AAAAAAAAASY/EjVTJ7UJBnk/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379574424366138370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgWb88exAI/AAAAAAAAASY/EjVTJ7UJBnk/s400/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love my car. It's so much fun.I think i"m pretty cute here. -Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgWPlXMtKI/AAAAAAAAASQ/7XEIrSqW-8A/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379574211877319842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgWPlXMtKI/AAAAAAAAASQ/7XEIrSqW-8A/s400/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am being silly with my panties ontop of my head- Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgV_4TDSwI/AAAAAAAAASI/pYV9KnBbMgw/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379573942082292482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgV_4TDSwI/AAAAAAAAASI/pYV9KnBbMgw/s400/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming with my fun daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgV02AkXaI/AAAAAAAAASA/v2DEETWuYkU/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379573752489336226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgV02AkXaI/AAAAAAAAASA/v2DEETWuYkU/s400/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i think we are done swimming. Ester and Zeke gave us these cute swim suits for our birthday. Thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgVqjvqnGI/AAAAAAAAAR4/rxK_2tePSbA/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379573575787912290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgVqjvqnGI/AAAAAAAAAR4/rxK_2tePSbA/s400/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on our way to go swimming. We love to swim. We are little fishes. We can already doggy paddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgVdsc6BVI/AAAAAAAAARw/tH1Awh3PSxQ/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379573354786850130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgVdsc6BVI/AAAAAAAAARw/tH1Awh3PSxQ/s400/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy had to work on the 4th of July, so daddy took us to a baseball game. this is our cute 4th of July outfits and my pretty necklaces that I love so much.. -Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgVTlAlaiI/AAAAAAAAARo/We2NWGdbI_c/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379573180990319138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgVTlAlaiI/AAAAAAAAARo/We2NWGdbI_c/s400/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa also likes her outfit too. sucha cute smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgVHCbSSmI/AAAAAAAAARg/ZPCiTU0JZ4k/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379572965548640866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgVHCbSSmI/AAAAAAAAARg/ZPCiTU0JZ4k/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love to play on our slide in front of the house. We love to swim too. -Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgU86xzv8I/AAAAAAAAARY/7e0eRsQJYT8/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379572791696932802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgU86xzv8I/AAAAAAAAARY/7e0eRsQJYT8/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We both are still trying to figure out the slide here,but give us a month and we got it down to a science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgU0X7ASgI/AAAAAAAAARQ/fYZrG9_O20c/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379572644901308930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgU0X7ASgI/AAAAAAAAARQ/fYZrG9_O20c/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the water so much. even if it's cold. -Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgUrvelHmI/AAAAAAAAARI/jwgxGcDd0Fo/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379572496605716066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgUrvelHmI/AAAAAAAAARI/jwgxGcDd0Fo/s400/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am  learning to climb onto the toy box and get into the movies. Later on mommy had to move these cuz it's all I wanted to do. Even though I dont like to watch tv. -Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgUYyWSATI/AAAAAAAAARA/5L-be2v9H8M/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379572170958700850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgUYyWSATI/AAAAAAAAARA/5L-be2v9H8M/s400/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went shopping with mommy at Old Navy and found where they put all the balls. I had to climb into the ball pit. It was alot of fun. Especially when I started to throw them all out. -Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgT1chHWLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/nqCICwOmNG8/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379571563803138226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgT1chHWLI/AAAAAAAAAQw/nqCICwOmNG8/s400/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my daddy at the family BBQ party at Sugarhouse park. It was a very hott day. -Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgToL-jA1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/A9eBcT5-OVs/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379571336024884050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgToL-jA1I/AAAAAAAAAQo/A9eBcT5-OVs/s400/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the famliy party still. We are so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgTJwJPhVI/AAAAAAAAAQg/1U9Z96AahOc/s1600-h/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379570813157475666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgTJwJPhVI/AAAAAAAAAQg/1U9Z96AahOc/s400/097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I sure loved my lolly pop here at the Orem owlz baseball game. It was yummy-Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgSx2ogvaI/AAAAAAAAAQY/L_N3h6v0HNc/s1600-h/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379570402582379938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgSx2ogvaI/AAAAAAAAAQY/L_N3h6v0HNc/s400/096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mine was red. but I coudlnt quite decide how I should eat it. It went in both ways. -Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgSLkB6_2I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/nNlXVHq-dmg/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379569744753655650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgSLkB6_2I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/nNlXVHq-dmg/s400/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy put my swim suit on and I found the necklaces. We had alotof fun at grandma Bobs on labor day. we went swimming in the hot tub and had dinner and played games. it was fun-Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgSCdvpR9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Lge1034YS9A/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379569588447561682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgSCdvpR9I/AAAAAAAAAQI/Lge1034YS9A/s400/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i'm up to no good-Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgR2-9V_aI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KpIigC-UyCk/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379569391204957602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgR2-9V_aI/AAAAAAAAAQA/KpIigC-UyCk/s400/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just chillin with my sister in the rocking chair at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgRnpd90TI/AAAAAAAAAP4/xu6Ckn7HvSc/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379569127738167602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgRnpd90TI/AAAAAAAAAP4/xu6Ckn7HvSc/s400/082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eating corn on the cob at grandmas house. Yummy- Ali&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgRZ8qTzEI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Ai16Oh6VCdU/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379568892372044866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgRZ8qTzEI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Ai16Oh6VCdU/s400/081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like mine too too. -alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgRGHhutTI/AAAAAAAAAPo/0VrlxiyPBLk/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379568551691466034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgRGHhutTI/AAAAAAAAAPo/0VrlxiyPBLk/s400/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5 generation pictures again at the family party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgQ1yY6ilI/AAAAAAAAAPg/jEF26TQshE0/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379568271139441234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgQ1yY6ilI/AAAAAAAAAPg/jEF26TQshE0/s400/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mommys family.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgQjL4XB0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/ZZynR5ZYTOc/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379567951564703554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgQjL4XB0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/ZZynR5ZYTOc/s400/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at me- Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgQUFjz6ZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4KsfHYxehkM/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379567692169865618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgQUFjz6ZI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4KsfHYxehkM/s400/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to the Zoo with our friend Macie. we had so much fun. we are just finishing up lunch here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgOo4Hj46I/AAAAAAAAAPI/x0R3qSDYkQQ/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379565850315711394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgOo4Hj46I/AAAAAAAAAPI/x0R3qSDYkQQ/s400/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look how big I am with a gorrila. SO BIG!!!! I'm walking all over the place now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our mommy is going to try hard to post our pictures more often. She still hasn't posted our one year old pictures either. One day. Maybe before we turn 2. ;-) We are off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disneyland&lt;/span&gt; now. see you when we get back. ands mommy will post about our trip.&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;/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/1805895990481980769-1283714286757690596?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/1283714286757690596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/09/pictures-of-summer-its-been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/1283714286757690596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/1283714286757690596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/09/pictures-of-summer-its-been-awhile.html' title='pictures of the summer, it&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SqgY_a5Y5YI/AAAAAAAAAUA/aLkIvTSdIuI/s72-c/180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-5715385338634818038</id><published>2009-08-15T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T20:18:56.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY</title><content type='html'>We really have had a busy summer. Not only with us working a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt; (especially Brian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;filming&lt;/span&gt; a ton of weddings this summer). but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; we go and do something I forget to bring the camera. So I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have too many pictures. But we have gone to some baseball games, swimming a ton (we have some fishes in this family), today we actually drove down to Snow College where my sister Amy is going to be going this fall to see where she will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;be&lt;/span&gt; living. That was a fun ride and than to a friends birthday party. We have had a busy day. We went to the zoo around fathers day, the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; the girls went to a baseball game ( I had to work). We really have done &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; I just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; blog about it. We tried to plant a garden this year, but with how our backyard is and with all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt; rain we got in June, only 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tomato&lt;/span&gt; plant has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;survived&lt;/span&gt;, but it's more than we have had in the past. we are excited about those tomatoes once they turn red. I will try to blog more in the future. have a good rest of the summer everyone.&lt;br /&gt;(still no sign of our poor kittys. It makes me so sad. I wish I just knew what happened to them. And we got a babysitter. Thanks to Randi. She is a life saver.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-5715385338634818038?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/5715385338634818038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/5715385338634818038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/5715385338634818038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/08/busy.html' title='BUSY'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-4974159143609404271</id><published>2009-07-18T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:08:35.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fox alert</title><content type='html'>I know this sounds crazy, but anyone living in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;neighborhood&lt;/span&gt; should know we have a stray fox running around. Brian saw it this afternoon over by the canal. Now I wonder where my cats went???? Brian said it's orange and mature looking so he knows what he is up to. Not a young fox.  Crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-4974159143609404271?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/4974159143609404271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/07/fox-alert.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4974159143609404271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4974159143609404271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/07/fox-alert.html' title='fox alert'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-9052271490765893224</id><published>2009-07-17T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:50:58.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A baby asked God.</title><content type='html'>A cute conversation with a baby and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;. I wanted to share with you all. It makes me tear up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; I read it. ENJOY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?"&lt;br /&gt;God said, "your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you."&lt;br /&gt;The child further inquired, "But tell me, here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;heaven&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy."&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel's love and be very happy,"&lt;br /&gt;Again the child asked, "And how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know the language?"&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you to understand."&lt;br /&gt;"And what am I gong to do when I want to talk to you?" the child asks God.&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."&lt;br /&gt;"who will protect me?"&lt;br /&gt;God said, "Your angel will defend you even if it means risking her life."&lt;br /&gt;At that moment there was much peace in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Heaven&lt;/span&gt;, but the voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, "God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel's name?"&lt;br /&gt;God said, "You will simply call her, "Mommy."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-9052271490765893224?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/9052271490765893224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-asked-god.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/9052271490765893224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/9052271490765893224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-asked-god.html' title='A baby asked God.'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-5595766714053170523</id><published>2009-07-05T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:22:37.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Kittys</title><content type='html'>SO do you ever go around and wonder one day that you just have not seen your cats in awhile. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;During&lt;/span&gt; the summer they venture outside since the dogs and the cats done get along very well. so they are outside somewhere. They are both all over gray cats. Trixie is really fluffy and so sweet, Charlie is short &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haird&lt;/span&gt; but still sweet. If anyone sees them please let me know. They do have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;collars&lt;/span&gt; and id tags on so hopefully they turn up. It's been a few weeks though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are still looking for a babysitter for Wednesdays for 2 hours. I will pay. Maybe a Stay at home mom would like to watch them if you know anyone interested. Please pass them my way. My girls are so easy going and so good.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-5595766714053170523?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/5595766714053170523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/07/missing-kittys.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/5595766714053170523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/5595766714053170523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/07/missing-kittys.html' title='Missing Kittys'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-4991232886714218709</id><published>2009-06-30T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:54:16.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighbors or anyone that can help</title><content type='html'>Starting in the end of August I am going to need a babysitter on Wednesdays from 11:45am to 2 pm every week. I was hoping for a neighbor, but if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt; can help that would be greatly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;appreciated&lt;/span&gt;. I lost my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;last&lt;/span&gt; babysitter when she adopted a baby, as excited as I am for them, I'm out of a babysitter now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Right&lt;/span&gt; now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Brian's&lt;/span&gt; mom is out of work for the summer so she is watching them. If anyone knows anyone please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-4991232886714218709?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/4991232886714218709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/06/neighbors-or-anyone-that-can-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4991232886714218709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4991232886714218709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/06/neighbors-or-anyone-that-can-help.html' title='Neighbors or anyone that can help'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-8754177000660626329</id><published>2009-06-20T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:55:21.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not enough time during the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO most know by now that I am a full time mom, full time wife, work 40 hours a week at the hospital, chef, errand runner, maid, dog walker, baby walker, housekeeper, friend, neighbor, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;, aunt, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; else that I seem to have forgotten right now.. These are all the many things I do everyday, yet I can't find enough time during the day to do them all. I cook dinner about 2-3 times a week. The rest of the week Brian and the girls are on their own. Leftovers or whatever he can put together for himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; girls have enough clothes they can go probably 2-3 weeks without laundry being done. Except I will wash it, and fold it, but it usually sits, because the only time I have to put it away is when they are asleep and who wants to put baby laundry away in the babies room while they are asleep? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt;. Our laundry gets done about every week, at least washed. we just wear it all that week &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;anyways&lt;/span&gt; to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Going to work everyday takes away my nights with my husband and my weekends with all my family. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; go to church often because of the same reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now it's almost 2 am and I"m getting to be quite tired, but I just can't seem to find the time by myself to write a simple blog. I started to blog our trip and gave up when the computer deleted my blog. No point in retyping it. takes too much time so you all wont see those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; or hear about it anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay back to the point of the blog, there is just not enough time for me to be all those people. I so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; want to put our house up for sale, but some painting needs to be done, the carpets cleaned, the house to be clean to take pictures, the yard clean, etc. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; cleaned!!!!! Where does the time go????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Anyways&lt;/span&gt; I better go to bed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; wasn't a very fun blog, but now you understand why my house may not be clean, or why we may never sell our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;house&lt;/span&gt; and get into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; that we can just put more junk into, or why I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;diont&lt;/span&gt; call anyone or see them anymore. or why I have had a box that needs to me shipped on my table for almost 2 months now, or why my car probably stincks. Just not enough time in one day............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-8754177000660626329?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/8754177000660626329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-enough-time-during-day.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8754177000660626329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8754177000660626329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-enough-time-during-day.html' title='Not enough time during the day'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-5189414567013097548</id><published>2009-05-19T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:33:43.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one year check up</title><content type='html'>so the girls had their one year check up today.&lt;br /&gt;Ali's stats&lt;br /&gt;weight- 19lbs 4 oz&lt;br /&gt;Height- 28 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alyssa's&lt;/span&gt; stats&lt;br /&gt;weight- 18 lbs 14.5 oz&lt;br /&gt;Height- 29 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are doing great. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;crawling&lt;/span&gt; everywhere. They took themselves off the baby food. They eat great. They wave. They love their new little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tikes&lt;/span&gt; cars. They still love their bath time. Ali is very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aggressive&lt;/span&gt; and Alyssa is more laid back. It's been fun to see their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;personality's&lt;/span&gt; come out. They are still sleeping very well. They take 3 naps still and need all 3 of them very much or else they are very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;cranky&lt;/span&gt;. They LOVE their Pink silky blankets. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Luckily&lt;/span&gt; I can get them to keep them in their cribs, but I know it's only time before they say they want to take them out. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; try every morning. Their hair is finally growing in.&lt;br /&gt;What the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Doctor&lt;/span&gt; says.&lt;br /&gt;He is a little worried that they didn't reach 20 lbs by 1 year. He wants us to butter up everything and makes sure they are getting fatty foods. I wish I had this problem. They are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; Brian's children. We are just hopping that they will put some weight on by 18 months. If anyone has any suggestions I'm open to them. I'm not too worried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; they eat great and they are very active.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-5189414567013097548?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/5189414567013097548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-year-check-up.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/5189414567013097548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/5189414567013097548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-year-check-up.html' title='one year check up'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-2488697738440909487</id><published>2009-05-18T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:50:38.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 year anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Brian and I celebrated our 4 year anniversary on May 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. We went On a cruise for our anniversary because last year the girls were born right at the same time and  so we didn't get to  do much but tend to babies. It was so nice to get away. I will post about our trip later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So 4 years we have been married. Time sure goes by fast. We have had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun in our 4 years. And 2 kids , 3 dogs , 2 cats, and 5 cars later. Brings us to 4 years. But really we only have 2 kids, 2 dogs, 2 cats, and 2 cars. Some of those things are gone now. :-)  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337251453190185410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/ShG56zBWocI/AAAAAAAAAOg/c_9BKEMWTlw/s320/wedding+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-2488697738440909487?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/2488697738440909487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-year-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/2488697738440909487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/2488697738440909487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/05/4-year-anniversary.html' title='4 year anniversary'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/ShG56zBWocI/AAAAAAAAAOg/c_9BKEMWTlw/s72-c/wedding+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-616795925523391742</id><published>2009-04-28T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:19:16.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Year birthday video</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to add a few things I have been thinking about lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't believe how fast a year goes by. It just seems like I just had my little babies in my arms feeding them both at 2 am by myself since I didn't have to go to work and Brian did, now I'm listening to them say "ma-ma" when she should be taking a nap. It's just that time goes by so fast. before I know it, I'm going to be taking them to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;, than Jr High and than High school. It's just amazing how much they have grown. Brian made this great video of the girls and their first year. Its kinda of long, but It will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt; make you shed some tears. Take a look at a few minutes of it. I think you would all enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;This is a link to Ali and Alyssa's 1 year birthday video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mypreciousmemoriesutah.com/ali_alyssa.html"&gt;www.mypreciousmemoriesutah.com/ali_alyssa.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-616795925523391742?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/616795925523391742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-year-birthday-video.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/616795925523391742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/616795925523391742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-year-birthday-video.html' title='1 Year birthday video'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-8346491492194984680</id><published>2009-04-18T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:14:02.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter PIctures and more</title><content type='html'>THE GIRLS TURN ONE NEXT WEEK. I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW TIME GOES BY SO FAST. HERE ARE A FEW PICTURES OF EASTER AND WHAT WE HAVE DONE THIS LAST MONTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqqtiAORaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZgXqUE_m-Wo/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326257208517608866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqqtiAORaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZgXqUE_m-Wo/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; EASTER MORNING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqqcLZRH3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B0OPql-32sM/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326256910390861682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqqcLZRH3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/B0OPql-32sM/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; EASTER MORNING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqqQubCz3I/AAAAAAAAAOI/FPDq5m1O2V4/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326256713635123058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqqQubCz3I/AAAAAAAAAOI/FPDq5m1O2V4/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOOK I GOT A COOKIE MONSTER FROM THE EASTER BUNNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqqJCSmp3I/AAAAAAAAAOA/YL2r3rrEfqE/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326256581529479026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqqJCSmp3I/AAAAAAAAAOA/YL2r3rrEfqE/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOOK I GOT AN ELMO FROM THE EASTER BUNNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqqBgllGQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xwE4FnrEMOM/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326256452223179010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqqBgllGQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xwE4FnrEMOM/s320/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ALYSSA, BETTY AND ALI AT GRANDMAS FOR EASTER DINNER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/Seqp8TVtK8I/AAAAAAAAANw/jJbq1VlS5zE/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326256362767592386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/Seqp8TVtK8I/AAAAAAAAANw/jJbq1VlS5zE/s320/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ALI LOVES HER PINK SILKY BLANKET. WE SLEEP WITH IT EVERY NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/Seqp3gIroJI/AAAAAAAAANo/y2p7C1QzY9Y/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326256280303280274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/Seqp3gIroJI/AAAAAAAAANo/y2p7C1QzY9Y/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SO DOES ALYSSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpxHkvI-I/AAAAAAAAANg/abaV74VBeyc/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326256170630849506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpxHkvI-I/AAAAAAAAANg/abaV74VBeyc/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MOMMY GAVE ME ICE CREAM AND EVERYTIME I WOULD TAKE A BITE I WOULD HOLD MY HEAD, BUT I SURE WANTED MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpqYL8sGI/AAAAAAAAANY/1JqpX2KvAxo/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326256054831198306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpqYL8sGI/AAAAAAAAANY/1JqpX2KvAxo/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE EATING WITH A BIG GIRL SPOON FROM DADDYS PLATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpjI3bY7I/AAAAAAAAANQ/ixbMblV2MwE/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326255930459513778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpjI3bY7I/AAAAAAAAANQ/ixbMblV2MwE/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOOK MOM I'M ONE (NEXT WEEK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpcUuwHWI/AAAAAAAAANI/aeZBCSaeC5A/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326255813385264482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpcUuwHWI/AAAAAAAAANI/aeZBCSaeC5A/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WHERE DID THOSE BLUE EYES COME FROM (OH THEIR MOM ;-) }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpViyKqLI/AAAAAAAAANA/ovMxqJjpwag/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326255696898599090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpViyKqLI/AAAAAAAAANA/ovMxqJjpwag/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; VISITING THE EASTER BUNNY AT THE MALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpQafdSHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/KXsSNI-uqcw/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326255608773298290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpQafdSHI/AAAAAAAAAM4/KXsSNI-uqcw/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALI EATING BANANA CREAM PIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpHESK_zI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ULr-IadeKGw/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326255448193171250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqpHESK_zI/AAAAAAAAAMw/ULr-IadeKGw/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALYSSA EATING BANANA CREAM PIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/Seqo7m_Z_0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/1niS_oHI-gE/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326255251351273282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/Seqo7m_Z_0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/1niS_oHI-gE/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALYSSA IN PIG TAILS. I'M SO CUTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/Seqoyb68jNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wScdWAwBpAY/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326255093760953554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/Seqoyb68jNI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wScdWAwBpAY/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALI NOT WANTING TO TAKE PICTURES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqorK1j-jI/AAAAAAAAAMY/9zjEYPULXOU/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326254968915884594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqorK1j-jI/AAAAAAAAAMY/9zjEYPULXOU/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ALI PLAYING WITH THE BOWLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqojWHb3TI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LWlu_Z5s6ZI/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326254834504686898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqojWHb3TI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LWlu_Z5s6ZI/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ALYSSA PLAYING IN THE BOX FULLOF TOYS. &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/1805895990481980769-8346491492194984680?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/8346491492194984680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-pictures-and-more.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8346491492194984680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8346491492194984680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-pictures-and-more.html' title='Easter PIctures and more'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SeqqtiAORaI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ZgXqUE_m-Wo/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-6772593683998089475</id><published>2009-04-10T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:47:45.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARKS?????</title><content type='html'>Does anyone know where there are parks near by in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bluffdale&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Riverton&lt;/span&gt;? I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bluffdale&lt;/span&gt; park and I didn't really like it very much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it's made for much older kids. I want something with baby swings. It's getting to be so nice and I would love to get out in the morning for an hour or so with the girls. Please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-6772593683998089475?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/6772593683998089475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/04/parks.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6772593683998089475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6772593683998089475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/04/parks.html' title='PARKS?????'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-4237063169947745874</id><published>2009-04-07T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:59:01.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEIGHBORHOOD WATCH</title><content type='html'>Just so everyone in my neighborhood knows, my car got broken into last night. Not much was taken (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cd's&lt;/span&gt;, owners manual, garage door opener, necklace) but if you had this happen to you make sure you call the Sheriffs office and report it and if anyone notices any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;suspicious&lt;/span&gt; behavior, please make sure you report it too. It's a terrible thing to feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;violated&lt;/span&gt; and I hope that nobody else's things were. We all want our neighborhood to feel safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-4237063169947745874?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/4237063169947745874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/04/neighborhood-watch.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4237063169947745874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4237063169947745874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/04/neighborhood-watch.html' title='NEIGHBORHOOD WATCH'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-8350815239172206333</id><published>2009-04-03T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:41:01.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fun stuff</title><content type='html'>Lucky You!The first five people to leave a comment for this post will get a present made by me! My choice. For you.This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:1 - I make no guarantees that you will like what I make! (Though I may ask some questions during the process.)2 - What I create will be just for you.3 - It'll be done this year (might take a little while).4 - You have no clue what it's going to be. It might be a frame, or jewelry. I may sew you little something or make you some cards. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!The catch? Oh yes, the catch is that you must repost this on your blog and make the same offer to the first 5 people who repost this to their blog. The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me! Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!Good Luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-8350815239172206333?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/8350815239172206333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8350815239172206333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8350815239172206333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-stuff.html' title='fun stuff'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-8109658189635716261</id><published>2009-03-12T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:25:27.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be aware. picture over load.</title><content type='html'>This is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; of many pictures to come. I haven't posted pictures of the girls in a long time. ENJOY!!!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbklqViLc_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Iha-ZEUCfqE/s1600-h/204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312318644725445618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbklqViLc_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Iha-ZEUCfqE/s400/204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa trying to stand on the gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkljvLJyDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/tbpNq303MIA/s1600-h/190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312318531349104690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkljvLJyDI/AAAAAAAAAMA/tbpNq303MIA/s400/190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy put us both in the same box and Ali does not like it. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkldEJuE_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/9Fbq2ykfS94/s1600-h/187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312318416721155058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkldEJuE_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/9Fbq2ykfS94/s400/187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bopper&lt;/span&gt; we got from Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312318286787324770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbklVgHFK2I/AAAAAAAAALw/S_xpHwsjNYc/s400/179.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ali in the box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbklDMkUvLI/AAAAAAAAALo/X21yvGwvRFY/s1600-h/175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312317972303625394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbklDMkUvLI/AAAAAAAAALo/X21yvGwvRFY/s400/175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa surrounded by all her toys. I love this picture for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkkQidw9HI/AAAAAAAAALg/Lbmo0g-GKr0/s1600-h/169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312317102008366194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkkQidw9HI/AAAAAAAAALg/Lbmo0g-GKr0/s400/169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;smiling&lt;/span&gt; so big! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkkKPjumeI/AAAAAAAAALY/AGQZFSzbI4E/s1600-h/163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312316993853888994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkkKPjumeI/AAAAAAAAALY/AGQZFSzbI4E/s400/163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cold day. All snug in our fleece. Alyssa in blue and Ali in pink and brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkkCzd3HxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/5laENR7eNqk/s1600-h/157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312316866054004498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkkCzd3HxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/5laENR7eNqk/s400/157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa smiling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkjxK5ILYI/AAAAAAAAALA/RyzP1ILd_7c/s1600-h/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312316563104738690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkjxK5ILYI/AAAAAAAAALA/RyzP1ILd_7c/s400/154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Close up of Ali, Alyssa in the background trying to get a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;piece&lt;/span&gt; of the camera too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkjotZv-FI/AAAAAAAAAK4/puw7FGdKq0M/s1600-h/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312316417749547090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkjotZv-FI/AAAAAAAAAK4/puw7FGdKq0M/s400/149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Popsicle&lt;/span&gt;. She didn't really care for this at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; moment. The both look happy at first, but once the cold set into their hands, it was screaming time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/Sbkjh95-PHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/MD4pu7uJLc0/s1600-h/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312316301920582770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/Sbkjh95-PHI/AAAAAAAAAKw/MD4pu7uJLc0/s400/148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali and her first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Popsicle&lt;/span&gt;. She didn't care for it either.  the same thing happened to Ali too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkjZdAg0EI/AAAAAAAAAKo/dWuMYq_ZWfY/s1600-h/141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312316155650691138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkjZdAg0EI/AAAAAAAAAKo/dWuMYq_ZWfY/s400/141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa sitting so big. all by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;he self&lt;/span&gt;. I guess I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didn't get&lt;/span&gt; one of Ali. oops....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkjTBfdaNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Z7KgVnxnySg/s1600-h/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312316045185083602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkjTBfdaNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Z7KgVnxnySg/s400/116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure who is who in these pictures. but Aren't we so cute with our shades????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkjMyOSVcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/moywp_SqKhw/s1600-h/115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312315938007307714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkjMyOSVcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/moywp_SqKhw/s400/115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkjFfMYKDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TnLWDBCtOOk/s1600-h/107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312315812639942706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbkjFfMYKDI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TnLWDBCtOOk/s400/107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Look at me mom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/Sbki9rp0c8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/_OSsuRul8_0/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312315678545703874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/Sbki9rp0c8I/AAAAAAAAAKI/_OSsuRul8_0/s400/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family night out at the Jazz game. Thanks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Brian's&lt;/span&gt; parents we sat in a suite. the girls we great too.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-8109658189635716261?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/8109658189635716261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/03/be-aware-picture-over-load.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8109658189635716261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8109658189635716261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/03/be-aware-picture-over-load.html' title='Be aware. picture over load.'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SbklqViLc_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/Iha-ZEUCfqE/s72-c/204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-3591880033098804839</id><published>2009-03-04T12:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:04:14.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG NEWS</title><content type='html'>so the girls are 10months old. We went to their 9 month appt earlier in February and than went back two weeks later with ear infections. Got to love those. So here are their stats:&lt;br /&gt;Ali&lt;br /&gt;Weights 17 lbs 11oz&lt;br /&gt;Height 23.25 inches long&lt;br /&gt;50th percent in both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;Weight 17 lbs 6 oz&lt;br /&gt;Height 24.25 inches long&lt;br /&gt;50th percent in both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are crawling like crazy. They are standing up on things and crusing along the furniture already. I know they are growing so fast. but the big news is........ They finally got their first 2 teeth in at the same time. Both of the girls. . It was a rough few days, but they finally did it. It was at the same time as the ear infections so hopefully we wont be getting those each time a tooth comes in.&lt;br /&gt;I will post some new pictures here soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-3591880033098804839?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/3591880033098804839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-news.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3591880033098804839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3591880033098804839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-news.html' title='BIG NEWS'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-8767455055092145149</id><published>2009-02-11T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:26:26.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy night</title><content type='html'>so for those of you that didn't hear , we had SWAT team at our house last night. Call it a crazy night I guess. At about 10:30 last night, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gang&lt;/span&gt; metro unit stopped by asking my about my neighbors and a certain guy they were looking for. I told them what I know-which was not much- and the just told me to keep an eye out for him. First of all Brian was gone to basketball at the Stake at this time, so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; normally open the door that late, but I could tell they were cops. so Brian gets home and asks what's going on. I tell him who stopped by and he says there is like 5 cop cars outside our house, this was about 11:30. We are getting ready for bed, Brian is going to hop in the shower and the door rings again. It's about 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;minutes&lt;/span&gt; to midnight now. The Sheriff is asking me who all lives in our house. I tell him. He says it would be best if we leave. At first I though, well can I just go to the neighbors house. He says that's fine, but then Brian and I decide it would be best to go to my mom's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who knows how long this is going to take. Not even 5 minutes later as we are getting the babies in their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;car seats&lt;/span&gt;, the door rings again, now they want to look up in our attic. They want to know if their is a possibility that someone could hop house to house in the attic, so we have 3 SWAT team guys with all their guns and all walk upstairs and climb into our attic and sit up there. The Sheriff asks us to leave now. He asks us if they can use our house to surround the guy in more. What can I say to that? When we left their was about 20 cop cars outside our house. so I guess at about 2 am they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;evacuated&lt;/span&gt; the rest of the street to our clubhouse and it was all over by 4 am.&lt;br /&gt;I came home to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of our stuff to one side of the house- not sure the reason for that- other than that, just two scared dogs that wont leave my side now. I think they think they let us down some how.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently , their was a known Gang member in the next doors neighbors house. He is a wanted fugitive. The Gang unit thought that he had several guns on him upstairs and that is way SWAT team was here. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Apparently&lt;/span&gt; he didn't though. But they got the guy in the end. Crazy night. Oh on top of that when we got to my moms, the babies decided it was play time and not night time. ugh.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-8767455055092145149?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/8767455055092145149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/02/craqzy-night.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8767455055092145149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8767455055092145149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/02/craqzy-night.html' title='crazy night'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-6441147014668633099</id><published>2009-02-03T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:48:32.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a few weeks</title><content type='html'>Not much going on here in our neck of the woods.&lt;br /&gt;Ali has learned to pull herself up. So all day it's up - up -up!!! Up to standing in her crib, against the couch, against me or Brian, up on the dog, just about anything really that she can pull herself up on. She is saying DA-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt;. Still NO teeth. Crawling around like crazy and now doing raspberries.  She is growing so fast.&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa is saying Ma-Ma (only when she is sad, or tired or wants &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;attention&lt;/span&gt; really bad), Ba-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;, and now UP! She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; climb yet like Ali but when she wants UP she says it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt; still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have ANY teeth either. She crawling just as crazy as Ali is. She has learned "Dance' and shakes her whole body around and bobs her head. It's too cute. i need to get it on camera and post it. Just growing too fast for me to keep up with.&lt;br /&gt;We are trying to get our house on the market &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;along &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; everyone else in our neighborhood. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Will&lt;/span&gt; be interesting to see what happens. and how long it takes us to sell it. We so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;badly&lt;/span&gt; want to get into a bigger home so we can grow as a family. We cant have any more babies in this house.&lt;br /&gt;Brian and I are going on Vacation this Spring. Mexico here we come. We decided (or I did) after a crazy December of loosing my mind, that I needed to get away. SO that is what we are doing. We are going on  a cruise around our wedding anniversary (May 5th). It will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated my 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday by going to the Spurs vs the Jazz last Tuesday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; they lost, but it was fun to go out anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, we are just staying busy with work and the house and the babies. Nothing way interesting going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-6441147014668633099?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/6441147014668633099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-few-weeks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6441147014668633099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6441147014668633099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-few-weeks.html' title='it&apos;s been a few weeks'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-3570865342449066469</id><published>2009-01-14T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:27:01.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our house in a nutshell</title><content type='html'>so if anyone is wondering why we have not been out much lately it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; we are all sick. It started with Alyssa and than went to Ali and now I have it. It has not been fun. I have stayed home from work &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; the girls have kept me up all night and wont sleep in their own bed so need less to say that's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; why I got it as well with not getting but a few hours of sleep a night. The girls are both  on an antibiotic now (thank goodness) so hopefully we will all be out and about again.&lt;br /&gt;Crib update.... I went to Babies "R" Us to go and pick out a new crib (if you read the previous blog, I didn't want to do this0 But I went there and surprisingly they still sold my cribs we have now. I made sure first that they will not be made from the same place so that they will not get recalled again. I'm still frustrated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; we had to buy the cribs first and get them home and put together and then take apart the old ones, give them the parts they want so they know they are not being used and than put our cribs in the girls room. Oh and than wait &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;another&lt;/span&gt; 2 weeks for our crib vouchers to take my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;receipt&lt;/span&gt; back so I can get refunded the money that I paid with the cribs. It's just such a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hassle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Brian had his 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday back in December. we didn't really do much. He got some Jazz tickets that we are going to at the end of the month where we will celebrate both of our birthdays. It will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;New Years Eve, we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Brians&lt;/span&gt; mom's house and played on their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt;. That's when we decided we really wanted one too. We bought one a few days later and also got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; Fit. I have already lost 4 lbs just by playing on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt; and watching what I eat lately. It's been fun. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ask&lt;/span&gt; Brian how much weight he has lost........... (HE He :-) I made Brian promise me that he still has to take me on a well needed vacation this spring if we got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;WII&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't want it as much as he did. And he promised but we will see I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-3570865342449066469?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/3570865342449066469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-house-in-nutshell.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3570865342449066469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3570865342449066469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-house-in-nutshell.html' title='Our house in a nutshell'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-8698304497263562626</id><published>2009-01-09T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T23:01:02.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crib recall</title><content type='html'>so I have to say that this makes me so sad, mad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frustrated&lt;/span&gt;, glad, all the emotions you can put together. I am glad that I get notified when my baby products get recalled, but I'm everything else because I LOVE my cribs. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to look for new ones. The cribs I picked out fit PERFECTLY in the girls room. They were a good price, now I have to go and find another one. and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to take my sweet little time like I had when I was pregnant because they were recalled for a reason (the slots break off) SO frustrating. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;on top&lt;/span&gt; of that, I have to buy it at Babies R Us Because that is where my voucher is good for. OH and I can't get the voucher until I give them parts from the cribs first so that they know it wont be used. SO frustrating. But in the end I am glad that I am informed of things like this so I can keep my girls safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-8698304497263562626?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/8698304497263562626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/01/crib-recall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8698304497263562626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8698304497263562626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2009/01/crib-recall.html' title='crib recall'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-2040763233964780153</id><published>2008-12-21T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T23:21:58.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas letter and pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SU8_XVmlA1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/lKXN0CffxEE/s1600-h/IMG_0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282510558097376082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SU8_XVmlA1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/lKXN0CffxEE/s400/IMG_0101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008&lt;br /&gt;Dear family and friends~&lt;br /&gt;What an exciting year this has been for us. We started if off by welcoming our two beautiful girls into our home. They were born on April 30th, Ali Ann and Alyssa Jean. Ali weighed 5 lbs. 1 oz &amp;amp; 18 ins long and Alyssa weighed 5 lbs &amp;amp; 18.5 ins long. They are now almost 8 months old and are scooting around like crazy. They love their baby food and taking baths. They are so much fun and can always put a smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;Brian is still working for Hertz. He started his own business up this year doing videography. He has filmed many weddings. He is excited to see how his business grows over the next year. You can check his work out at &lt;a href="http://www.mypreciousmemoriesutah.com/"&gt;http://www.mypreciousmemoriesutah.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Kandice started a new job this past October working for IHC-IMC hospital. She is working as a phlebotomist. Going around to each patient’s room. It’s different than her last job, but she is enjoying it very much.&lt;br /&gt;We made a trip to Disneyland this year with Brians Family (thank you Bobbi and Mike). We had so much fun. The girls even enjoyed some of the rides and all the colors and characters.&lt;br /&gt;We also welcomed another dog into our home at the beginning of the year. “Boston” is a Jack Russell Terrier. He is a great brother to “Bucky” our other dog.&lt;br /&gt;We are so grateful for all of our family and friends and their love and support for us. We could not have done it this past year with out all of you. Thank you very much. We wish you all a wonderful Christmas and a Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;Love~&lt;br /&gt;Brian, Kandice,&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa &amp;amp; Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SU8-guxVV-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/uKj_zSOI32I/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282509619960567778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SU8-guxVV-I/AAAAAAAAAJo/uKj_zSOI32I/s400/IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SU8-DepYmiI/AAAAAAAAAJg/u8b6DZv0tqE/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282509117416053282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SU8-DepYmiI/AAAAAAAAAJg/u8b6DZv0tqE/s400/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1805895990481980769-2040763233964780153?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/2040763233964780153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-letter-and-pictures.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/2040763233964780153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/2040763233964780153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-letter-and-pictures.html' title='christmas letter and pictures'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SU8_XVmlA1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/lKXN0CffxEE/s72-c/IMG_0101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-3081570160979452560</id><published>2008-12-15T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:48:28.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>babysitter dilemma again-ugh</title><content type='html'>so for awhile I was feeling good about the babysitting situations we have in placed. I know I shouldn't have thought that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; now I'm back to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt; where I'm without a babysitter again. My neighbor Ester (thank you) will be watching them for a few hours until My MIL Bobbie comes to get the girls on Wednesday (I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; this will all work out- I still need to talk with everyone and double check.) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Thursdays&lt;/span&gt; my dad will be watching them. Now Fridays are my big problem. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Brains&lt;/span&gt; step mom, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Shaunna&lt;/span&gt; wants to watch them, but she feels it's too hard to watch them a full day (they are only 8 month &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt; babies-I think how hard can it be to watch them play and feed them a bottle or two and change &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; butt every few hours, well apparently hard) but she does want to watch them so I just need to find someone for half of the day on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Fridays&lt;/span&gt; now. either until Brian gets home or until Shaunna gets there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;VOLUNTEERS&lt;/span&gt;?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-3081570160979452560?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/3081570160979452560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/12/babysitter-dilemma-again-ugh.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3081570160979452560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3081570160979452560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/12/babysitter-dilemma-again-ugh.html' title='babysitter dilemma again-ugh'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-7854430344982908564</id><published>2008-12-11T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:38:37.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so this is kind of a silly blog. so beware. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get so excited when I hear of a friend of neighbor having a baby. I think it's the most incredible thing to do and feel. I work in the hospital and so I get to see all those tiny babies and hear those tiny new baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;crys&lt;/span&gt;. I told Brian the other day that if we didn't already have two babies that we would &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt; be having one now. I even think some days that I'm ready for another one. I know I'm just thinking crazy stuff and I'm so not ready for another baby along with everything else that comes with a baby, but I just miss my babies being that little and I had little babies. I miss those little cries. I think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; I was so out of it for so long with being so tired, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; remember much of those first few weeks at home except for us all trying to sleep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO anyways. Good luck to everyone that is pregnant, and please let me know if there is anything I can do for you. and come and visit me so I can see that cute little belly of yours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278773039674451378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SUH4HIe0ZbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KiSlB5ZxCMc/s400/twins+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my babies when they were two weeks old. Look how little those legs and hands are. When they were born, their ears were so tiny. I will never forget that. i wish I would have taken a picture and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;campare&lt;/span&gt; to something how little they were. SO CUTE!!!! :-)&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/1805895990481980769-7854430344982908564?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/7854430344982908564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/12/excited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/7854430344982908564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/7854430344982908564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/12/excited.html' title='Excited'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SUH4HIe0ZbI/AAAAAAAAAJY/KiSlB5ZxCMc/s72-c/twins+196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-19996862042727823</id><published>2008-12-08T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:41:07.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 generations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who dont know. We have five generations alive right now. This was taken quite some time ago (mother's day to be extact) the babies were only 2 weeks old. I just wanted to share with everytone how exciting it is to have all five generations alive at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/ST4fTGu53iI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xb7CrvfNVRA/s1600-h/240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277690226410118690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/ST4fTGu53iI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xb7CrvfNVRA/s400/240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From left to right-Merili, her baby Betty, Great great grandma Bowen (92 yrs old), Great grandma Sorensen, Me holding one of the babies, my mom (grandma) holding another baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so fun to take these pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-19996862042727823?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/19996862042727823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/12/5-generations.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/19996862042727823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/19996862042727823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/12/5-generations.html' title='5 generations'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/ST4fTGu53iI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xb7CrvfNVRA/s72-c/240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-1796171425880901811</id><published>2008-11-24T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T19:09:06.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scentsy's party</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm throwing a SCENTSY PARTY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY: 12-2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME: 7pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLACE: my house (e-mail me if you need the address)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a comment if you want to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-1796171425880901811?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/1796171425880901811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/11/scentsys-party.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/1796171425880901811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/1796171425880901811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/11/scentsys-party.html' title='Scentsy&apos;s party'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-3976855642577328706</id><published>2008-11-18T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:39:41.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>teeth</title><content type='html'>When do babies usually start to get teeth???? My babies are 7 months old and still NO teeth. not that I mind, it's just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt; they seem so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cranky&lt;/span&gt; and they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;constantly&lt;/span&gt; gumming on their fingers and whatever toys they can get their hands on, drooling like crazy too, but no teeth yet. I didn't get mine until i was a year old and Brian got his at 5 months. My sisters baby (who is 8 days older) has 2 teeth and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Friend&lt;/span&gt; of mine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;whose&lt;/span&gt; baby is 2 weeks older than mind has 5 teeth, but mine have none. crazy.&lt;br /&gt;They are trying to scoot. It's so cute to see them try so hard to get some place but not getting there. It's funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-3976855642577328706?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/3976855642577328706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/11/teeth.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3976855642577328706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3976855642577328706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/11/teeth.html' title='teeth'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-6063110641814911123</id><published>2008-11-10T21:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:35:08.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 fun things</title><content type='html'>Here how this works. You name your child and how old they are and five things that they do that are funny, or cute, or something they say. or just whatever you want to say about them. And than you tag five people that have kids so you can hear about their funny kids as well. Post a recent picture of them if you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa- 6 and a half months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- She LOVES her baby food. She opens her mouth wide and sticks her tongue out waiting for another bite. It is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;2- When she sleeps, she flares her arms around. Yet she has to have the blanket covering her face. She has this bear comfort blanket that she loves to sleep with as well.&lt;br /&gt;3- She is more of a mommies girl. Mommy can always calm her down and make her happy. She loves mommy picking her up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;4-She has learned to 'cluck' her tongue. she will do it all day.&lt;br /&gt;5--she loves her belly rubbed. it calms her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali- 6 and a half months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- She loves to take a bath. She kicks like crazy, splashes, gets everything wet when she is in the bath and even if the water is cold, she screams &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; she doesn't want to get out.&lt;br /&gt;2- She also sleeps with her blanket &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;on top&lt;/span&gt; of her head and she has a lamb she cuddles with.&lt;br /&gt;3- When she sleeps, she likes to play with the silk on her lamb or her blankets.&lt;br /&gt;4- When she eats, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think she even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tastes&lt;/span&gt; it. It just goes right on down into her tummy and than opens wide for another bite. -such a good eater.&lt;br /&gt;5- She is a daddies girl. she loves to snuggle with her dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people I tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;AnneMarie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Becky&lt;br /&gt;3- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kalee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;5- Easter&lt;br /&gt;And anyone else that wants to brag about their kids. WIth mine being so young it was a bit more challenging, but fun to notice the things that are so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267278128959843218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRkhjRHV65I/AAAAAAAAAI4/2GYwJPnU2jk/s400/Girls.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-6063110641814911123?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/6063110641814911123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/11/5-fun-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6063110641814911123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6063110641814911123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/11/5-fun-things.html' title='5 fun things'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRkhjRHV65I/AAAAAAAAAI4/2GYwJPnU2jk/s72-c/Girls.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-2997283924821783510</id><published>2008-11-08T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:42:23.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I have learned from my new job</title><content type='html'>With working at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hospital&lt;/span&gt;, it can be very challenging. I have never really thought of myself as a really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;softy&lt;/span&gt; until I had my babies. I watch, read, hear of anything that could be sad and I cr&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;. Most recently, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know if you guys have heard or not, but a north Salt Lake police officer died. He was only 30 years old. Him and his wife just had their own set of twin just 4 weeks ago. They just bought a house. They were living the way they should have been. He told his wife recently that "he felt like his life was PERFECT' This man died at our hospital. It breaks my heart to think of what his wife is going though. I Go around room after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;room&lt;/span&gt;, seeing people dying, sick, getting transplants, car accident &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;victims&lt;/span&gt;, wounds, things that I never thought I would ever see. But I do. I was telling a patient the other day that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if I would be able to keep myself together if there was ever a disaster in our area. He told me that I would do what I had to to help those people, but I would end up going home and crying, yet being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; at the same time. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what I seem to do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt; and their wasn't even a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;disater&lt;/span&gt;. it breaks my heart seeing what I see. I pray for that family that lost their husband, daddy, brother, son, friend. I often wonder how I do this everyday, and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know the answer to that. I just know I go home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt; to my wonderful husband, my beautiful babies, and I get to see my family again and I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for that. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for my life and health.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for those sick and in need. Everyone needs a little prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-2997283924821783510?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/2997283924821783510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-i-have-learned-from-my-new-job.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/2997283924821783510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/2997283924821783510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-i-have-learned-from-my-new-job.html' title='What I have learned from my new job'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-8763131693523866128</id><published>2008-11-07T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T10:40:29.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 month check up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;so I already went to write this and the computer took it away. SO here goes it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;can't&lt;/span&gt; believe the girls are already 6 months old. Time goes by so fast. I was going through some of their clothes to give to charity and I found their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;preemie&lt;/span&gt; clothes and it just amazes me that they were that little once. It makes me so sad to think that they were so small and now they are big tanks. And their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;preemie&lt;/span&gt; clothes were too big on them. It's just so amazing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;anyways&lt;/span&gt; 6 month check up. It went really well. Alyssa weighs 14 lbs 7 oz and Ali weighs a grand total of 15 lbs and 5 oz. She is such a tank. They are both 25 inches long. They all got good check up and are doing really well. They eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; we give them. They are growing so fast. Scooting and talking. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;It's&lt;/span&gt; so fun. I wanted to add a picture we took in the hospital to show you how small they really were. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/span&gt; is on the left and Ali is on the right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265986115175568754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRSKeKst1XI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tOxScgk7gtY/s400/105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-8763131693523866128?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/8763131693523866128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/11/6-month-check-up.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8763131693523866128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8763131693523866128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/11/6-month-check-up.html' title='6 month check up'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRSKeKst1XI/AAAAAAAAAIw/tOxScgk7gtY/s72-c/105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-1608260916979136108</id><published>2008-11-04T22:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:43:17.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our first Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE88tycjFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8YqQgPeTl6Q/s1600-h/both+girls+halloween+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265056453153819730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE88tycjFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8YqQgPeTl6Q/s400/both+girls+halloween+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our first Haloween was not as fun as it could have been. I had to work. The babies were at my moms most of the day so Brian went and picked them up and got them ready there. Betty came over as well so we got pictures with her too. I did get to see the babies though. They came to my work and I got to show them off to everyone. We had dinner. Ali slept pretty much the whole time. It was a rough day for them. So needless to say by the time Brian got home it was almost 8pm and Brian took them to the neighbors to show them our cute babies but after that we didn't even have one tricker treaters. I'm sure it was cuz it was cold and rainy. oh well more candy for us I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the babies 6 month pictures. Ali is the Butterfly and Alyssa is the flower. we took these at the house. brisn friend, Niringa did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE8tkAjP1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/8z0txDffXn8/s1600-h/both+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265056192830586706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE8tkAjP1I/AAAAAAAAAIY/8z0txDffXn8/s400/both+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both Girls happy. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE8R6Pkg4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Opdbm-y2Doo/s1600-h/alyssa+flower+upclose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265055717762827138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE8R6Pkg4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Opdbm-y2Doo/s400/alyssa+flower+upclose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa in her flower costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE71cg5KcI/AAAAAAAAAII/gwGQHmU9hvM/s1600-h/alyssa+flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265055228746082754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE71cg5KcI/AAAAAAAAAII/gwGQHmU9hvM/s400/alyssa+flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa just about done with having her picture taken. I love her face here. (just take the picture allready-she says)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE7eXjwEjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/CS-GZQTSsyk/s1600-h/ALi+butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265054832278901298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE7eXjwEjI/AAAAAAAAAIA/CS-GZQTSsyk/s400/ALi+butterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali all happy in her butterfly costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE7EVje2gI/AAAAAAAAAH4/U3q6uKcQpeA/s1600-h/sleepy+butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265054385064303106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE7EVje2gI/AAAAAAAAAH4/U3q6uKcQpeA/s400/sleepy+butterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali fell asleep while we were taking Alyssa pictures. She did not want to wake up either. It was really funny actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE6rifEaTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ZOypUXO3d4w/s1600-h/both+girls+fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265053959038724402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE6rifEaTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/ZOypUXO3d4w/s400/both+girls+fall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are their fall pictures. Ali in pink and Alyssa in brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE6RBsLyTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/IfTsiAszj60/s1600-h/Alyssa+fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265053503558764850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE6RBsLyTI/AAAAAAAAAHo/IfTsiAszj60/s400/Alyssa+fall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa on the haystack. She is just so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE5_UXmpRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/T9r0oRvCcBk/s1600-h/ali+fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265053199335073042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE5_UXmpRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/T9r0oRvCcBk/s400/ali+fall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali all Happy on the haystack. She is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE5XWIvt8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/UVbLMpFkLhg/s1600-h/upclose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265052512614856642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE5XWIvt8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/UVbLMpFkLhg/s400/upclose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa upclose. She loves chewing on her fingers lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was our October fun. It was a busy month and it's just going to get busier as the holidays approach us. But I am so looking forward to them as well. It will be so much fun to see what the girls learn and how they progress. &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/1805895990481980769-1608260916979136108?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/1608260916979136108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-first-haloween.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/1608260916979136108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/1608260916979136108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-first-haloween.html' title='Our first Halloween'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SRE88tycjFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/8YqQgPeTl6Q/s72-c/both+girls+halloween+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-4888040100286500919</id><published>2008-10-28T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:55:02.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am one brave chicka</title><content type='html'>Not to brag or anything, but I have attempted something I did noy think I would do for awhile. I took two 6 month old babies to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Coscto&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds silly, but I was really scared to take them for awhile. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Every time&lt;/span&gt; I take them anywhere I have to either feed them, or find a bathroom to change one of them, or they have one of their fits so I was really nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Normally&lt;/span&gt; I would wait until the weekend to go to the store, but I noticed that we were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; out of cat food, and my cats wont even try to eat tuna fish to by me another day so off I went.&lt;br /&gt;I was pondering if I should out them in the cart or leave them in their car seats. I decided if they were awake I would put them in the cart. First I found the perfect parking spot, I still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how I got to lucky to be in the front near the entrance. If anyone knows the Sandy Costco, their parking lot is on a slight incline and the carts roll away while your putting your stuff in the car so I didn't want to be on the incline. so anyways, they were awake so I put them in the cart, buckled them in and they sat their the entire time. we had NO crying, not a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fuss&lt;/span&gt;, not one bathroom stop, no feedings, They were so excited. They kicked and was laughing, looking all around. Of course I got stopped left and right for having two beautiful looking girls, but over all I got what I needed and it turned out to be a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;. I'm sure next time I wont be as lucky but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I got a picture of the girls in the cart for the first time on my phone but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know how to upload it. I will figure it out one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-4888040100286500919?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/4888040100286500919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-one-brave-chicka.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4888040100286500919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4888040100286500919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-one-brave-chicka.html' title='I am one brave chicka'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-1974907485717010117</id><published>2008-10-14T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:21:46.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new job</title><content type='html'>so I started my new job last week. It went pretty well. The job is going way easy, cuz I"m used to haveing to work in my little lab ordereding everything and processing it all and resulting and drawing the blood and ordering supplies. The only thing I do here is draw blood. The other differenace too is that I'm running all over the hospital. you see things that you have never seen before. It get very intimadating when you walk into a room and the patient is hooked up to all these tubes and have oxygen with big blue tubes and other tubes going who knowes where. It can be very scary. Some patients are out of it and some are not. It will just take some adjustments. The biggest adjustments I think is going to be have to be away from Brian and my babies so much. I hardly every put them to bed anymore. I think they are crancky for Brian cuz they dont see me as much. I feel so gulity and get depressed when I think about all the things I"m missing, but in the end I have to keep reminding myself why I am doing this. I have to do this for my family. I dont really have a choice right now. If I did I would be at home. It will be great I keep telling myself. It's not so bad. It will work out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-1974907485717010117?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/1974907485717010117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-new-job.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/1974907485717010117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/1974907485717010117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-new-job.html' title='My new job'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-4030742468313715037</id><published>2008-10-05T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:15:36.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks to Stephanie I figured out how to put you all on my blog page. something so simple yet I coudlnt figure it out for the longest time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you again Stephanie. one day MUSIC............&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one step at a time.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-4030742468313715037?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/4030742468313715037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4030742468313715037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4030742468313715037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay.html' title='YAY!!!!'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-7573867274706208987</id><published>2008-10-03T23:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:49:24.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so I want everyone to know that I'm kind of dumb when it comes to this website. I have yet to figure out how to add people to my page. I know it's silly, but I know where to put  the info in and all but I dont know where to find the url thingy. so one day when I actually figure it out all your names might be put on my blog page. In the meantime, your all in my favorites on my computer so I will just have to look at your page from there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-7573867274706208987?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/7573867274706208987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogging.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/7573867274706208987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/7573867274706208987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/10/blogging.html' title='blogging'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-4126482309384283765</id><published>2008-09-30T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:48:22.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitter needed</title><content type='html'>I really need help finding a babysitter. I need one for Thursday and Friday from noon until about 6 pm. I will pay them and we can talk about an amount once I find a babysitter. I really need one that is reliable and that will love and take care of my little babies. please help me anyone????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-4126482309384283765?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/4126482309384283765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/09/babysitter-needed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4126482309384283765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/4126482309384283765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/09/babysitter-needed.html' title='Babysitter needed'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-3048809073569412401</id><published>2008-09-26T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:14:12.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 things tag from Kalee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8 things I am passinate about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1. Brian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;2. Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;3. Alyssa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;4. My family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;5. my testimoney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;6. My work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;7. books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8. life  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8 words or phrases I use:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1. ewww you stincky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;2. SUCK!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;3. I'm so tired!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;4. Ali Badali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;5. Alyssa Bug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;6. honey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;7. I'm such a cluts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8. cuz I said so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8 things I want to do before I die:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1. go to japan with Brian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;2. see my girls grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;3. Have more babies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;4. Live in a bigger/nicer house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;5. Go on a cruise with Brian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;6. Go on a real honeymoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;7. get into shape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8. not have to work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8 things I have learned in the past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1. You are only given what you can handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;2. life is not always easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;3. you have to work hard for what you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;4. moms are always right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;5. the easy way is not always the right way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;6. Your family is always number one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;7. I chose my huband not my famly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8. That once you have a baby, you will never get a full nights rest again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8 things I want or need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1. loose weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;2. get into shape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;3. more energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;4. more sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;5. a bigger house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;6. more money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;7. more time with Brian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8. a bigger car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8 places I want to see or visit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1. Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;2. Mexico (the nice area)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;3. New york&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;4. Disneyland in Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;5. England&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;6. Paris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;7. Italy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8. Space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8 people I tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;1. Stephanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;2. Mindi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;3. Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;4. Anne Marie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;5. Ester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;6. Natali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;7. Kristin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;8. Roxy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-3048809073569412401?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/3048809073569412401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/09/8-things-tag-from-kalee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3048809073569412401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3048809073569412401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/09/8-things-tag-from-kalee.html' title='8 things tag from Kalee'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-5669669139286903605</id><published>2008-09-26T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:47:51.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cute baby pictures</title><content type='html'>the babies are getting so big. take a look.  these are all from Auguest. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN247sysDYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/L9OPy6Maplc/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250556076359421314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN247sysDYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/L9OPy6Maplc/s320/134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN24rQ7vwcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9gP48V3n7FA/s1600-h/116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250555794003313090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN24rQ7vwcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/9gP48V3n7FA/s320/116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN23w4lU4dI/AAAAAAAAAGY/f1tJOoN4Viw/s1600-h/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250554791034413522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN23w4lU4dI/AAAAAAAAAGY/f1tJOoN4Viw/s320/102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ALI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN20rmU4P0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/x_RzeyTVeBU/s1600-h/194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250551401699360578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN20rmU4P0I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/x_RzeyTVeBU/s320/194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali (left) Alyssa (right) in the mommy and daddy onsies. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN20dqdro3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/QUNnUQSDoG8/s1600-h/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250551162291856242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN20dqdro3I/AAAAAAAAAGI/QUNnUQSDoG8/s320/188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa has learned to pout (however you spell that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN20MwbVhQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/N4jMV5I1ZWY/s1600-h/155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250550871834854658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN20MwbVhQI/AAAAAAAAAGA/N4jMV5I1ZWY/s320/155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from left to right- Gabe, ALi, Alyssa, and Betty - all the cousins on labor day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN2z_oSLk3I/AAAAAAAAAF4/5lGDrUw3wx8/s1600-h/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250550646310671218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN2z_oSLk3I/AAAAAAAAAF4/5lGDrUw3wx8/s320/140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa and Ali How cute are they????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN2zxFuMHCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_Mc_FLN09pI/s1600-h/136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250550396514737186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN2zxFuMHCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_Mc_FLN09pI/s320/136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN2zFqlCj2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/wTH20MIh29c/s1600-h/114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250549650494230370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN2zFqlCj2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/wTH20MIh29c/s320/114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN2y3PlMpbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xc2-ECdXwpU/s1600-h/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250549402728965554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN2y3PlMpbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xc2-ECdXwpU/s320/109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa and Ali in the outfits that Stephanie gave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN2yq1hv58I/AAAAAAAAAFI/8LL6n-sT-i8/s1600-h/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250549189576746946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN2yq1hv58I/AAAAAAAAAFI/8LL6n-sT-i8/s320/104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alyssa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN2xrHtqfuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/LYAbTc0rmDQ/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250548094946934498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN2xrHtqfuI/AAAAAAAAAE4/LYAbTc0rmDQ/s320/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Naked babies (it was a really hot day) Alyssa on left and Ali on right (Ali has a bigger belly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO here are some pictures finally. I will try to update more often.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-5669669139286903605?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/5669669139286903605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/09/cute-baby-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/5669669139286903605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/5669669139286903605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/09/cute-baby-pictures.html' title='cute baby pictures'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SN247sysDYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/L9OPy6Maplc/s72-c/134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-6912149071687108283</id><published>2008-09-25T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:13:43.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW JOB</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I GOT A NEW JOB!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;YAY!!!! I got a new job with IHC at their new hospital. I'm still doing the same thing working as a phlebotmist, but I needed different hours so that we didn't have to have so many babysitters. I think it will work great. I will be working Wed, Thur, Fri, and Sundays and every other Saturday. Wish me luck!!! I start on October 8th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-6912149071687108283?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/6912149071687108283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-job.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6912149071687108283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6912149071687108283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-job.html' title='NEW JOB'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-8619307808206640318</id><published>2008-09-25T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:01:45.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR TRIP TO DISNEYLAND</title><content type='html'>We got invited to go to Disneyland with Brians family. We had so much fun. Not only did we go to Disneyland we went to California Adventure and KNotts Berry Farm. WE all had a great time. here are a few pictures from our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxdi_fGByI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GuYB-bW1Y80/s1600-h/434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250174121345943330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxdi_fGByI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GuYB-bW1Y80/s320/434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of us with Classic Micky. (We tried to go and see Micky Mouse one other time and Ali decided while we were waiting in line that she was hungry and threw the BIGGEST tantrum I have ever heard her from such a little thing, therefore we came back when her tummy was full)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxc4P80JwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EoKNv6FEYXg/s1600-h/399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250173387031193346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxc4P80JwI/AAAAAAAAAEY/EoKNv6FEYXg/s320/399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ali and I at Kotts Berry Farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxcjuYmicI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uzV7yUtc_mk/s1600-h/345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250173034423552450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxcjuYmicI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uzV7yUtc_mk/s320/345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the charecter breakfast. The girls are dressed in their Minny outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxcIM9RNWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/K8cFOYNlenM/s1600-h/327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250172561594070370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxcIM9RNWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/K8cFOYNlenM/s320/327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going on the new Toy Story ride. Yes Ali is going on too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxb2Qf-tCI/AAAAAAAAAEA/f6b0q6scPmc/s1600-h/322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250172253307319330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxb2Qf-tCI/AAAAAAAAAEA/f6b0q6scPmc/s320/322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Day 2- Alyssa in the princess hat looking like she is going to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxba7uxcnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WKOvvpLmpAA/s1600-h/260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250171783875752562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxba7uxcnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WKOvvpLmpAA/s320/260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Ali (is she tired or what??? They were both so excited the first day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxa65qsICI/AAAAAAAAADw/LYgIVW98jRk/s1600-h/249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250171233565941794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxa65qsICI/AAAAAAAAADw/LYgIVW98jRk/s320/249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brian with his favorite charecter Tiger.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250169896406860978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxZtEXHxLI/AAAAAAAAADo/i8NRSL0aqmM/s320/244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;All of us at the front entrance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to Brians family for inviting us and for showing us a great time!!!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-8619307808206640318?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/8619307808206640318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-trip-to-disneyland.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8619307808206640318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8619307808206640318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-trip-to-disneyland.html' title='OUR TRIP TO DISNEYLAND'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SNxdi_fGByI/AAAAAAAAAEg/GuYB-bW1Y80/s72-c/434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-7381989571505602685</id><published>2008-08-28T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:12:37.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DINNER HELP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;So latley Brian and I feel like we cook all the same stuff and everything is just getting so bland. We dont seem to have alot of time or mney to be cooking big things. Does anyone have any fast, easy, cheap dinner ideas? We are not really picky. We eat pretty much anything, I'm just running out of ideas. HELP!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-7381989571505602685?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/7381989571505602685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/08/dinner-help.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/7381989571505602685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/7381989571505602685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/08/dinner-help.html' title='DINNER HELP'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-3461206734408663712</id><published>2008-08-03T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:52:11.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby blessings, 1st time in the great ourdoors, swimming lots of fun stuff going on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZ1YGzzZ_I/AAAAAAAAACw/k8M3Ma7LF9U/s1600-h/1-11-2008+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230497074242611186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZ1YGzzZ_I/AAAAAAAAACw/k8M3Ma7LF9U/s320/1-11-2008+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;July stated out to the girls meeting their Aunt Shawnnee for the first time. She was in town from boston for their Blessing. as you see below. The got blessed on July 6th along with Betty. It was a hot sunny day, but over all it was nice. It was so nice to see all of our family and for the girls to finally meet them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZ2Ii98hhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rG0_to-YKO8/s1600-h/1-11-2008+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230497906435065362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZ2Ii98hhI/AAAAAAAAAC4/rG0_to-YKO8/s320/1-11-2008+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than towards the middle of the month the girls took their first swim. we went in the evening when it's a bit cooler and not as many people. I dont think they actually understood what was going on, but they didn't cry or anything. they seemed very relaxed. It was fun for all of us. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZ25OQazsI/AAAAAAAAADA/dTe-GuOK9ls/s1600-h/1-11-2008+098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230498742688992962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZ25OQazsI/AAAAAAAAADA/dTe-GuOK9ls/s320/1-11-2008+098.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ON July 25th we welcomed little Gabe into the world. That will be 4 grand kids all born within 3 months of each other. In this picture you see from youngest to oldest. Look at the size differences. You will see what a difference all of them are. It's really cute. &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZ7sKAOsqI/AAAAAAAAADg/W2H6pMMaVDA/s1600-h/1-11-2008+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230504015767188130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZ7sKAOsqI/AAAAAAAAADg/W2H6pMMaVDA/s320/1-11-2008+115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To celebrate my mom's birthday we all went up to Tanner flats. We cooked some dinner and went for walks. It was so nice to be in the outdoors. I'm not sure if the girls appriciated as much as we did. they seemed to, becasue they would stare up into the sky like they had never seen something quite so beautiful. I&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZ6_-qWMLI/AAAAAAAAADY/HW7kHU2o5ZE/s1600-h/1-11-2008+159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230503256808370354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZ6_-qWMLI/AAAAAAAAADY/HW7kHU2o5ZE/s320/1-11-2008+159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t was really funny. Everyone is sleeping here but me. You would think since I was the one out all night I would be out like a light, but no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So July was nevery busy for us. I went back to work. The girls went swimming, were blessed, got a new cousin, helped in his nursery, celbrated the 4th and the 24th of July and celbrated Grandma's birthday. it was a fun month. Oh to top it off Ali weights in at 11lbs and 4 oz and Alyssa is 10 lbs 4 oz. They are SO BIG!!!! Can you believe it????&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/1805895990481980769-3461206734408663712?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/3461206734408663712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/08/baby-blessings-1st-time-in-great.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3461206734408663712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/3461206734408663712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/08/baby-blessings-1st-time-in-great.html' title='baby blessings, 1st time in the great ourdoors, swimming lots of fun stuff going on'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZ1YGzzZ_I/AAAAAAAAACw/k8M3Ma7LF9U/s72-c/1-11-2008+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-8808402173727743769</id><published>2008-08-03T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T20:11:11.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Dawn book release</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZylZ_tHoI/AAAAAAAAACY/mtLrnxKsOcI/s1600-h/1-11-2008+137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230494004196220546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZylZ_tHoI/AAAAAAAAACY/mtLrnxKsOcI/s320/1-11-2008+137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SO a bunch of us love the Twiight books and to celebrate the last book release we went to it. We got all daled up in our evening dresses and went out to dinner first to Applebee's and than went to Branes and Noble. It was so much fun. I have not had a giels night out in a long time. Some freinds from work and my sister Amy and cousin TC where there. Here are some pictures of our fun.  When we got to Barnes and Noble it was so crouded. We all  had preordred the book so it wasn't like we were picking up the book so we just went to see the compotion. It was still fun no matter what. what I didn't realize was that if you preprder the book online they mail it to you but you dont get it until 2 business days so needless to say i am still waiting for my book.  I sure can't wait to get the book and read it. To all that have read it already, i dont want to know anything. It's going to take me some time to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230493409239876818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZyCxnDxNI/AAAAAAAAACQ/jf8i8p0Ho6Y/s320/1-11-2008+136.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Traci and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230492651570408818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZxWrElLXI/AAAAAAAAACI/y8ToTYhZh3Y/s320/1-11-2008+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Amy and TC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230492311723214834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZxC5Csh_I/AAAAAAAAACA/yDD5PN9llFs/s320/1-11-2008+134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1805895990481980769-8808402173727743769?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/8808402173727743769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn-book-release.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8808402173727743769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/8808402173727743769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/08/breaking-dawn-book-release.html' title='Breaking Dawn book release'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SJZylZ_tHoI/AAAAAAAAACY/mtLrnxKsOcI/s72-c/1-11-2008+137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-769367503480568620</id><published>2008-07-13T23:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T23:51:36.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everyoneI</title><content type='html'>I really wanted to tell everyone how much I have enjoyed reading their blogs. Things have been SUPER nutty latley and I tend to not call or see my friends as much and it's a nice way to see how everyone is doing. I love reading how my friends are just having babies or that they are expecting soon. It's so much fun to read about vacations everyone is going on and seeing pictures. Everyone please keep blogging and I will try to do the same. It really is so much fun. Thanks everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-769367503480568620?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/769367503480568620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/07/everyonei.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/769367503480568620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/769367503480568620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/07/everyonei.html' title='everyoneI'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-59759731604246726</id><published>2008-07-04T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:03:00.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Months old</title><content type='html'>Can you believe it has been 2 months already. Time goes by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the girls had theire 2 month appt the other day. Ali weighs now 8 lbs 13 oz and is 21 inches long and Alyssa weighs 8lbs 8.5 oz and is 21 and a quarter inches long. They are getting so big. They are blowing bubbles now and smiling. They are so fun. They are finally wearing 0-3 month clothes too. YAY!!! They had to have their shots too. It's so hard to see them cry and be so unhappy. for the past two days they have been so crancky. Other than that they are great little babies.&lt;br /&gt;I also went back to work this week. It was so hard to leave them. It was nice to be back to work since I have been gone for 4 months but I miss being at home. If it wasn't for the whole deal with needing money and all, I dont think I would work. But it was great to be back. my sister Amy watches the girls in the morning and Brians mom's watch them in the afternoon. It works our for now at least. we will see how the rest of the summer goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219235729025561474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SG5zPiuYc4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/tCOQ4U-2ETc/s320/396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                This one is Ali. I think she might be yawning eihter that or playing with her tongue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219234794703743746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SG5yZKGs6wI/AAAAAAAAABw/aUlrxjZu3hY/s320/394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                            This one is Alyssa. She is playing with her keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219234062042987522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SG5xuguw_AI/AAAAAAAAABo/ARsZOviDxxM/s320/401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;       I'm not sure just looking at them who is who here but this was last week. They look so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1805895990481980769-59759731604246726?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/59759731604246726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-months-old.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/59759731604246726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/59759731604246726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/07/2-months-old.html' title='2 Months old'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SG5zPiuYc4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/tCOQ4U-2ETc/s72-c/396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-6874031870574798580</id><published>2008-06-09T23:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T23:29:58.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 weeks later</title><content type='html'>one of these days when I have the energy and time to sit down and figure this website out I will have more on here as for now this is what you all get.&lt;br /&gt;The girls are 6 weeks old. can you believe it??? Time goes by so fast. They are just fitting into their newborn clothes now. They were wearing preemies for about a month. At this rate they will probably wearing 6 month clothes when they are 9 months old. They really are the most beautiful little girls. I know everyone thinks their babies are beautiful, but I have to say that my babies are just so so beautiful. We are so blessed. Right now they have little colds but other than that they eat well and sleep great. Beause they have been feeling yucky they are bit more cranky but other than that they are great babies. They go in to the Drs in 3 weeks for their 2 month check up and it will be interesting to see how much they weigh now. They are filling out so much even though they can't wear any of their 0-3 month clothes yet. I will have to put some updated pictures up here soon. I am so lucky!!! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-6874031870574798580?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/6874031870574798580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/06/6-weeks-later.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6874031870574798580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6874031870574798580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/06/6-weeks-later.html' title='6 weeks later'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1805895990481980769.post-6310153350849758933</id><published>2008-05-30T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T10:50:17.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TO BLOG</title><content type='html'>So I thought I would finally sit down and start a blog. anyone want me to add you to my page let me know anyone want to HELP me get this going please let me know. Im kind of dumb when it comes to this stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1805895990481980769-6310153350849758933?l=kbnaylor05.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/feeds/6310153350849758933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-blog.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6310153350849758933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1805895990481980769/posts/default/6310153350849758933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kbnaylor05.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-blog.html' title='TO BLOG'/><author><name>BRIAN~KANDICE~ALI~ALYSSA</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13100404437046560790</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vUJQEGPwdrQ/SEA812-fCYI/AAAAAAAAABI/cKT5OMc__CA/S220/twins+565+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
