<?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-5748565765015715784</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:46:27.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy and Randall Roberts</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-1656787464007910903</id><published>2009-09-09T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T09:22:51.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damien's first day of preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SqfWU0zHpUI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/x7j4QsWDWHY/s1600-h/IMG_3047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379503933176128834" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SqfWU0zHpUI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/x7j4QsWDWHY/s200/IMG_3047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Damien's&lt;/span&gt; first day of preschool and he just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; wait! It started a month or so 714ago when I bought him some school clothes, he has had a bunch of outfits all laid out ready to go ever since! He has been counting down the days for quite some time and has had the hardest time because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt; started 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt; grade a few weeks ago and didn't understand why he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; go when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt; did. We went and saw his teacher and his classroom yesterday at the open house and that got him even more excited! Damien usually has the hardest time waking up but he was up bright and early this morning before anyone else and he was ready to go! He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; scared or nervous just so excited! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt; on the other hand was having a hard time with it! he is my little worry wort who worries about everything there is to worry about! He was nervous for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Damien&lt;/span&gt; and was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;afraid&lt;/span&gt; that someone would be mean to him or that he would miss me! It was kind of funny actually because Damien was not scared AT ALL and even when I dropped him off he dropped his backpack and ran to his seat and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; say goodbye or anything! I just cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how big he is getting and not needing his mommy so much anymore! well he is off to school right now so I cant say how his day went but I'm sure it went great and he made lots of friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748565765015715784-1656787464007910903?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/1656787464007910903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/09/damiens-first-day-of-preschool.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/1656787464007910903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/1656787464007910903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/09/damiens-first-day-of-preschool.html' title='Damien&apos;s first day of preschool'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SqfWU0zHpUI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/x7j4QsWDWHY/s72-c/IMG_3047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-4367993820205906348</id><published>2009-07-27T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:08:32.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24th of July</title><content type='html'>for the 24&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July this year we decided that we would go to the zoo. we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; been in a couple years and now that the babies are a little older we thought it would be a perfect time to go. It was pretty hot but not too bad actually. and there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of people there, at least not as many as I thought there would be. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Calan&lt;/span&gt; was so excited the whole time and he was just screaming over everything. it was a happy scream and was so funny to see his get so excited! his favorites were the monkeys and bears but really he loved everything. all the kids had so much fun and i think we will go again soon. here are some pictures of the fun time at the zoo...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4NUpjH_OI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UXoODL5z9lA/s1600-h/IMG_2986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363238854646562018" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4NUpjH_OI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UXoODL5z9lA/s200/IMG_2986.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4NTU_dLHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/1qov7nxgOJM/s1600-h/IMG_2981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363238831948377202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4NTU_dLHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/1qov7nxgOJM/s200/IMG_2981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4NU3U61zI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rt8h23596zA/s1600-h/IMG_2991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363238858345076530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4NU3U61zI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rt8h23596zA/s200/IMG_2991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4NUKPumPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XslNm3Bw-L8/s1600-h/IMG_2984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363238846243707122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4NUKPumPI/AAAAAAAAAP4/XslNm3Bw-L8/s200/IMG_2984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4NTwAAuoI/AAAAAAAAAPw/LO97BnFULl0/s1600-h/IMG_2982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363238839198464642" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4NTwAAuoI/AAAAAAAAAPw/LO97BnFULl0/s200/IMG_2982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4OXrf7cmI/AAAAAAAAAQg/3G4luZ0Ypv8/s1600-h/IMG_3007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363240006221263458" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4OXrf7cmI/AAAAAAAAAQg/3G4luZ0Ypv8/s200/IMG_3007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4OXPGMnoI/AAAAAAAAAQY/mUJhwP_ZSzE/s1600-h/IMG_3005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363239998597144194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4OXPGMnoI/AAAAAAAAAQY/mUJhwP_ZSzE/s200/IMG_3005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4OWj0ig5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/MKK8PZi1ep8/s1600-h/IMG_3001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363239986980357010" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4OWj0ig5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/MKK8PZi1ep8/s200/IMG_3001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4P5ud9lzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/zbbL3ele6b0/s1600-h/IMG_3016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363241690645501746" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4P5ud9lzI/AAAAAAAAAQo/zbbL3ele6b0/s200/IMG_3016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4P6G2b_6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/3nct_Zi-pI0/s1600-h/IMG_3021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363241697190608802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4P6G2b_6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/3nct_Zi-pI0/s200/IMG_3021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the zoo we went over to Randys moms house and had a bbq and then lit off fireworks. the kids took turns lighting the fireworks off which i thought I would never let them do but with some help they were ok. I am sad that summer is almost over and I am going to try and enjoy what is left!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5748565765015715784-4367993820205906348?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/4367993820205906348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/07/24th-of-july.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/4367993820205906348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/4367993820205906348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/07/24th-of-july.html' title='24th of July'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4NUpjH_OI/AAAAAAAAAQA/UXoODL5z9lA/s72-c/IMG_2986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-295106282547952622</id><published>2009-07-27T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:18:27.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping and Accident prone child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last weekend we went camping with some family and friends and OF COURSE i forgot my camera! so i didnt get to take any pictures but it was alissa and calans first time camping and i have to say they LOVED it!! they were so in their element and were so happy the whole time! it did rain on us but we didnt let that get us down! we went fishing at strawberry and alissa loved holding the worms! thats my girl! while we were there Alissa was sitting on damiens lap in his camping chair and they tipped over. Alissas head hit damiens eye and he started screaming. I picked him up off the ground and noticed right away that his eye was all swollen. I dont know what it is about him but he is my accident prone child! it seems like everywhere we go or whatever we do he gets hurt in some way. I took a picture of his eye 3 days after the fact and this is what it looked like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4LQLc8GvI/AAAAAAAAAPY/BcrOooo3fMs/s1600-h/IMG_2977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363236578824821490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4LQLc8GvI/AAAAAAAAAPY/BcrOooo3fMs/s200/IMG_2977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4LQlLlm3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/JZV7q8L6yGU/s1600-h/IMG_2975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363236585731365746" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4LQlLlm3I/AAAAAAAAAPg/JZV7q8L6yGU/s200/IMG_2975.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748565765015715784-295106282547952622?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/295106282547952622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/07/camping-and-accident-prone-child.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/295106282547952622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/295106282547952622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/07/camping-and-accident-prone-child.html' title='Camping and Accident prone child'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4LQLc8GvI/AAAAAAAAAPY/BcrOooo3fMs/s72-c/IMG_2977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-5230992690228556656</id><published>2009-07-27T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:32:44.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dance classes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4Ar_kbuXI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4hHuuuxED1E/s1600-h/IMG_2953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363224962043459954" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4Ar_kbuXI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4hHuuuxED1E/s200/IMG_2953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4ArV9EszI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Prww7KAa5l4/s1600-h/IMG_2952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363224950872519474" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4ArV9EszI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Prww7KAa5l4/s200/IMG_2952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this past month or so I have been taking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oaklee&lt;/span&gt; and Alissa to dance class. they both really seem to like although &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;alissa&lt;/span&gt; does get tired about the last 15 minutes or so but she is always begging to go back to dance class! I just had to put some pictures up of them in one of their cute outfits! I am so happy to have my little princess and she brightens up my day! she is such a sweet little sister and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;calans&lt;/span&gt; best bud! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; know what I would do without my little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lissy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748565765015715784-5230992690228556656?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/5230992690228556656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/07/dance-classes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/5230992690228556656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/5230992690228556656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/07/dance-classes.html' title='dance classes'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sm4Ar_kbuXI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/4hHuuuxED1E/s72-c/IMG_2953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-5518005973115420966</id><published>2009-07-01T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:10:01.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damiens disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SkuWZBDb0kI/AAAAAAAAAOo/G8tUxgSxsbw/s1600-h/IMG_2949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353537938583704130" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SkuWZBDb0kI/AAAAAAAAAOo/G8tUxgSxsbw/s200/IMG_2949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is his left and NORMAL side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SkuWY15Li5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/PtNK8jquq3o/s1600-h/IMG_2950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353537935587904402" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SkuWY15Li5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/PtNK8jquq3o/s200/IMG_2950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is his right side and its still pretty swollen under and next to his ear lobe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I would just give everyone an update on Damien and for those of you who don't know I thought I would tell you what happened. Well on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt; morning he woke up and came walking down stairs and i looked at him and almost screamed! the whole right side of his face was swollen. I asked him what happened and he didn't know what I was talking about and I felt his head thinking maybe he was sick well he wasn't warm at all! then I started asking him questions like do his ears hurt or did he fall and I, for the life of me, could not figure out why he had a lump on his cheek and why it was all swollen! I started calling my mom and my mother in law and asking if they knew what could be wrong and they both threw out ideas like spider bites and allergic reaction but nothing seemed to fit. so I thought &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; maybe I am just overreacting and I should just give it some time and it would clear up. Well not the case! by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mon&lt;/span&gt; night he was starting to be in pain and by 10 that night i thought we should take him the the er but he laid down for a minute and fell asleep. me and randy were really worried cause he wasn't acting like himself and before he fell asleep he asked to go to the doctor and if you know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;damien&lt;/span&gt; you know that he HATES the doctors! so randy set an alarm to wake up every couple of hours and just go check on him. we actually didn't end up needing that alarm because he woke up every hour or more just crying in pain. he wouldn't let me touch him or move him so i knew it was bad and the swelling was getting worse as the night went on so we put him on the floor in our room so we could keep an even better eye on him. about 4 in the morning he woke up just screaming by this point and when i got up to console him i felt his face and it was a golf ball size lump and his face was swollen clear up to his eye! I thought that's it I can't take it anymore i was in tears by this point because I felt so bad seeing him in pain so I called my mom over to sit with my other kids while me and randy ran him to the hospital. well the doctor didn't have to do much assessing before he knew what it was. its something called acute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;parotid&lt;/span&gt; gland swelling or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;parotitis&lt;/span&gt;. Its when one of your 2 saliva glands get blocked and infected and its stops the flow of saliva. there are many ways it can be caused and they don't know which caused his but they think it might have been a stone, like when you get a kidney stone, that got stuck in the canal that connects the 2 glands and exerts saliva into the mouth. the doctor said it is very uncommon and he himself hasn't seen it for 4 or 5 years!!! so they have him on an adult dose antibiotic that looks like a freaking horse pill that he is suppose to swallow!!! i just have to crush it up and he has to choke it down. then we also have to give him sour things like lemons and such to try to get that saliva flowing and get it unclogged. lets cross our fingers and hope that it gets better cause if it doesn't then we have to go see and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ent&lt;/span&gt; doctor where they would have to biopsy it! but I know it wont get to that point... so far the swelling hasn't gone down much but it hasn't gotten worse and he wasn't up all night screaming. I am just glad it wasn't something more serious and that it is treatable....my poor buddy! this was our second trip in a week. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt; had to go last wed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; he bent his thumb all the way back while jumping on the tramp and ended up tearing the ligaments in his thumb and cant move his thumb and has to wear a splint and will probably require physical therapy. he is just happy it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; happen during baseball season!!! lets hope this is the last er trip...EVER!!! I will try to put up pictures later with both their injuries...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SkuXgPfst8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/D6mvH0yUQjU/s1600-h/IMG_2943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353539162231060418" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SkuXgPfst8I/AAAAAAAAAPA/D6mvH0yUQjU/s200/IMG_2943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SkuXf0M8eRI/AAAAAAAAAO4/U_5vncNjlys/s1600-h/IMG_2941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353539154904643858" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SkuXf0M8eRI/AAAAAAAAAO4/U_5vncNjlys/s200/IMG_2941.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SkuXffmpOZI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6ujEKd2ZQh8/s1600-h/IMG_2938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353539149375289746" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SkuXffmpOZI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6ujEKd2ZQh8/s200/IMG_2938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry these pitcures arent very good of Bailee's hand but you get the idea. his injury was a week ago&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/5748565765015715784-5518005973115420966?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/5518005973115420966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/07/damiens-disaster.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/5518005973115420966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/5518005973115420966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/07/damiens-disaster.html' title='Damiens disaster'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SkuWZBDb0kI/AAAAAAAAAOo/G8tUxgSxsbw/s72-c/IMG_2949.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-1651272652176813453</id><published>2009-06-18T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T09:26:10.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my big boy!!!</title><content type='html'>I just had to put some pictures up of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt; and his team after a game. His team is all 7 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; and he is the biggest by far! he is #1 in the very back of the line. he is almost a foot taller than anyone his age! its crazy to me! hes a giant but in a good way! so here are those pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SjploW2CK-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Dvss8AE2GJ4/s1600-h/IMG_2754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348699251457272802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SjploW2CK-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Dvss8AE2GJ4/s200/IMG_2754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SjploN5S2qI/AAAAAAAAAOA/64WF_i6ifwg/s1600-h/IMG_2755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348699249055029922" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SjploN5S2qI/AAAAAAAAAOA/64WF_i6ifwg/s200/IMG_2755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SjplniJHKqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/H8zsXxM2mJE/s1600-h/IMG_2756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348699237310212770" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SjplniJHKqI/AAAAAAAAAN4/H8zsXxM2mJE/s200/IMG_2756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His baseball season in almost over and that makes me sad! I have enjoyed watching him and he has sure learned a lot and had so much fun doing it! like I said his whole team is 7 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; and the other 14 teams in the league are made up of all 8 and 9 year old with only a couple 7 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; on each team. so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; had an unfair advantage but ended up taking 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; place all season out of 15 which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; bad considering they were all 7! We are in the tournament right now which is double elimination and have already lost our first game on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tue&lt;/span&gt;. but it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; close! they only lost by 1! and I got a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt; catching a foul ball and getting an out! hes such a stud! so his next tournament game is tonight and if they loose this they are out of it for the season, if they win they have a chance of getting a trophy in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;consolation&lt;/span&gt; bracket! so we will see how that goes! I get so nervous watching him, like I used to get nervous when I played!! Damien is really good also and has so much potential to go far with baseball! and he loves it I think more than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt;! he is half way through his T-ball season and I will be sad when that is over also, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what I will do with myself, I guess just watch my little brother play who plays for pg high. I love my boys so much and are so proud of them and can't wait to see what they do with their talents! They eat sleep and breath baseball and do it all on their own! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; had to push them into anything but am really happy that they love it as much as I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sjplo3jRBPI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wODeEB0cH2Q/s1600-h/IMG_2751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348699260236924146" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sjplo3jRBPI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/wODeEB0cH2Q/s200/IMG_2751.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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748565765015715784-1651272652176813453?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/1651272652176813453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-big-boy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/1651272652176813453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/1651272652176813453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-big-boy.html' title='my big boy!!!'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SjploW2CK-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/Dvss8AE2GJ4/s72-c/IMG_2754.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-3321505626472182059</id><published>2009-06-01T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:10:03.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving, baseball and potty training!!</title><content type='html'>My kids can't get enough of the sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SiSYWH104fI/AAAAAAAAANY/_85c96n6duo/s1600-h/baileebaseball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342562563797606898" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SiSYWH104fI/AAAAAAAAANY/_85c96n6duo/s200/baileebaseball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SiSYWVqzCMI/AAAAAAAAANg/P3BHLUu9ar8/s1600-h/IMG_2586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342562567509444802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SiSYWVqzCMI/AAAAAAAAANg/P3BHLUu9ar8/s200/IMG_2586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SiSYVzMF0lI/AAAAAAAAANQ/PcgJ-e6U50w/s1600-h/IMG_2570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342562558253847122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SiSYVzMF0lI/AAAAAAAAANQ/PcgJ-e6U50w/s200/IMG_2570.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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my niece &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Oaklee&lt;/span&gt; and her little sister Ellery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SiSYr_7MwLI/AAAAAAAAANo/VrUGijq1_js/s1600-h/oak1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342562939629781170" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SiSYr_7MwLI/AAAAAAAAANo/VrUGijq1_js/s200/oak1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SiSY4bi6zlI/AAAAAAAAANw/J-6Q-myyf8U/s1600-h/ellery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342563153202564690" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SiSY4bi6zlI/AAAAAAAAANw/J-6Q-myyf8U/s200/ellery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To start off, last week I started watching my brothers 2 little girls 4 days a week. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Oaklee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is 5 and Ellery is about 3 months old. My sister in law had to go back to work from maternity leave and so I have taken the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;responsibility&lt;/span&gt; to watch them while they work and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; love it! I love spending the time with my beautiful nieces while also helping out my brother! the kids have had fun swimming and playing together and I think its important for my kids to play with their cousins. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is finally out of school for the summer and I couldn't be happier! I really need the break and so does he! He has been playing baseball this year in a machine pitch league and he loves it! it is so fun to go watch him play and to see the big smile on his face. He is so naturally talented its not even funny! I think next year though i am going to put him in an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;accelerated&lt;/span&gt; traveling league. he only has a few weeks of games left and I'm sure he will miss it when its over. I know I will! At least there is fall soccer soon to come for him! Damien's first t-ball game is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; be more excited! he has been on a count down to it ever since i signed him up for it 2 months ago! I can't wait to see him play and grow in this sport as well! Another thing keeping me busy is moving. We are moving to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;orem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lindon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; area &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; and I am not even all packed and ready! I am sad to leave this neighborhood but also happy because it is closer to my mom and brother. In other news is My 2 year old daughter Alissa just decided one day to potty train herself! A few weeks ago she came up to me and said she had to go potty and I took her to the bathroom and she went. Ever since then she has only had a couple accidents and refuses to wear diapers, even at night! its just crazy to me because my mom always told me that girls are easier to potty train and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; believe her until this happened! its totally true!!! I am so proud of my little princess! 3 down and 1 to go! I can't wait until my last one is out of diapers!!! So between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;babysitting&lt;/span&gt;, baseball, moving and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;potty training&lt;/span&gt; you can say I am pretty busy! and it will all be over just in time for randy to go out of town again for a couple weeks. I just can't wait until I am all moved and settled and can breath easy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One last thing, I am SO excited for my sister in law &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;chelsi&lt;/span&gt; to have her baby boy! she is due &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;any day&lt;/span&gt; and cant wait to meet him! so if you can read this cruise come out, we're ready for ya!&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/5748565765015715784-3321505626472182059?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/3321505626472182059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving-baseball-and-potty-training.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/3321505626472182059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/3321505626472182059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving-baseball-and-potty-training.html' title='Moving, baseball and potty training!!'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SiSYWH104fI/AAAAAAAAANY/_85c96n6duo/s72-c/baileebaseball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-3703645672240319130</id><published>2009-05-15T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:00:34.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><content type='html'>So I went through with the hair cut! My hair is just so thick and long that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; handle it anymore! summer is coming and its too hot to wear my hair down all the time so I chopped about 8-10 inches off yesterday and I have to say that I like it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Calan&lt;/span&gt; kind of gave me a funny look when I first walked in the house because he barely even recognized me! So hopefully I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; regret it later but as of right now I am liking it! So tell me what ya think. By the way it took a lot for me to post pictures of myself because I hate how I am looking right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sg26T_LLFeI/AAAAAAAAANA/rT2W9YXx5XA/s1600-h/IMG_2666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336125986042484194" style="WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sg26T_LLFeI/AAAAAAAAANA/rT2W9YXx5XA/s200/IMG_2666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sg26TuwyOMI/AAAAAAAAAM4/TifLpZcDb58/s1600-h/IMG_2664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336125981636835522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sg26TuwyOMI/AAAAAAAAAM4/TifLpZcDb58/s200/IMG_2664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sg26TYyiVRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/QhEPgkc6w74/s1600-h/IMG_2661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336125975738602770" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sg26TYyiVRI/AAAAAAAAAMw/QhEPgkc6w74/s200/IMG_2661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sg26TLGAf4I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ZW4tgmm2FOo/s1600-h/IMG_2660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336125972062175106" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sg26TLGAf4I/AAAAAAAAAMo/ZW4tgmm2FOo/s200/IMG_2660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sg26SwkTYfI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mkt1yTz4UvM/s1600-h/IMG_2655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336125964941484530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sg26SwkTYfI/AAAAAAAAAMg/mkt1yTz4UvM/s200/IMG_2655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5748565765015715784-3703645672240319130?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/3703645672240319130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-did-it.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/3703645672240319130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/3703645672240319130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sg26T_LLFeI/AAAAAAAAANA/rT2W9YXx5XA/s72-c/IMG_2666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-6188562362570020854</id><published>2009-05-11T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:37:20.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to cut or not to cut?</title><content type='html'>I have pretty long hair at the moment and I get sick of it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; easy! longer hair, for me, is easier and so i debated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; or not to chop it again! I do this every couple of years i cut like 12--14 inches off and then it grows back REALLY fast. sometimes i regret it and other times i LOVE it. so I am trying to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;every ones&lt;/span&gt; opinion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;whether&lt;/span&gt; or not I should cut it. so please let me know what you think. to cut it or not to cut it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748565765015715784-6188562362570020854?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/6188562362570020854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-cut-or-not-to-cut.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/6188562362570020854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/6188562362570020854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-cut-or-not-to-cut.html' title='to cut or not to cut?'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-4163388675554077951</id><published>2009-04-09T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:16:49.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calan Max Robets, 1 year old!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Calan&lt;/span&gt; had his first birthday yesterday and I just can't believe it! I really does just seem like i had him yesterday!!! and it makes me sad because we have decided not to have any more kids and so now that my baby isn't such a baby anymore it does make me sad. But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; because my sister and sister-in-laws are having babies to help cure my baby cravings!! anyways, he was so dang cute on his birthday and I swear he is not 1 more like 2! he is so active and advanced, at least in my eyes he is. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Randy's&lt;/span&gt; mom had a dinner at her house for him and made a cake and his aunt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kellee&lt;/span&gt; made him his own special little cake. He got so many cute things to play with and for the most part I think it went really well!&lt;br /&gt;He dug right in to his little cake!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4qltaaY6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/tnbMvFqSbLg/s1600-h/IMG_2376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322738636932408226" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4qltaaY6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/tnbMvFqSbLg/s200/IMG_2376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4qlxDFQMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rgjRq7wRW5I/s1600-h/IMG_2377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322738637908295874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4qlxDFQMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/rgjRq7wRW5I/s200/IMG_2377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4qmQ6CyTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/xCjkGDmkl9I/s1600-h/IMG_2383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322738646460320050" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4qmQ6CyTI/AAAAAAAAAKY/xCjkGDmkl9I/s200/IMG_2383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so cute with everything he got he just kept smiling!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4qlQTeAvI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_nShYVqFx3g/s1600-h/IMG_2369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322738629118657266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4qlQTeAvI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_nShYVqFx3g/s200/IMG_2369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4qlIS_tUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rLDWLrj92uo/s1600-h/IMG_2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322738626969187650" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4qlIS_tUI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rLDWLrj92uo/s200/IMG_2368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4pycM4zHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8sQ4yfFC5nU/s1600-h/IMG_2361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322737756138949746" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4pycM4zHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/8sQ4yfFC5nU/s200/IMG_2361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He thought he was so big sitting on those chairs then he starting standing on them. Sit down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Calan&lt;/span&gt; you are only 1!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4rz6bmakI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4BEUBBPsgeA/s1600-h/IMG_2397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322739980456847938" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4rz6bmakI/AAAAAAAAAKg/4BEUBBPsgeA/s200/IMG_2397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4r03mCjgI/AAAAAAAAALA/2qGgMxAsjT4/s1600-h/IMG_2363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322739996875197954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4r03mCjgI/AAAAAAAAALA/2qGgMxAsjT4/s200/IMG_2363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4r0O_ZajI/AAAAAAAAAKo/d3R6G1kBbyw/s1600-h/IMG_2396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322739985975700018" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4r0O_ZajI/AAAAAAAAAKo/d3R6G1kBbyw/s200/IMG_2396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4r0aIcE4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/pg9e84SNe2c/s1600-h/IMG_2392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322739988966413186" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4r0aIcE4I/AAAAAAAAAKw/pg9e84SNe2c/s200/IMG_2392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4r0hSScFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/UlE-dhaTIYg/s1600-h/IMG_2374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322739990886772818" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4r0hSScFI/AAAAAAAAAK4/UlE-dhaTIYg/s200/IMG_2374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was blowing kisses and squinting his eyes when I told him to smile!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4pyGG4ETI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9j1mwSSsGh8/s1600-h/IMG_2359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322737750208155954" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4pyGG4ETI/AAAAAAAAAJo/9j1mwSSsGh8/s200/IMG_2359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4px8EVn7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/cG7KyVNTh3o/s1600-h/IMG_2357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322737747513155506" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4px8EVn7I/AAAAAAAAAJg/cG7KyVNTh3o/s200/IMG_2357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4pxur680I/AAAAAAAAAJY/r6J_0G0JNTY/s1600-h/IMG_2355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322737743921083202" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4pxur680I/AAAAAAAAAJY/r6J_0G0JNTY/s200/IMG_2355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4pxXfpv8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/cu1lUFxX598/s1600-h/IMG_2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322737737695608770" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4pxXfpv8I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/cu1lUFxX598/s200/IMG_2353.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/5748565765015715784-4163388675554077951?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/4163388675554077951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/04/calan-max-robets-1-year-old.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/4163388675554077951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/4163388675554077951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/04/calan-max-robets-1-year-old.html' title='Calan Max Robets, 1 year old!!!'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sd4qltaaY6I/AAAAAAAAAKI/tnbMvFqSbLg/s72-c/IMG_2376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-3116927054563049265</id><published>2009-04-01T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T10:16:07.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SdOhUBVzynI/AAAAAAAAAJI/b6SsBO-A-8c/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319772950184053362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SdOhUBVzynI/AAAAAAAAAJI/b6SsBO-A-8c/s200/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well most of you probably don't know what Randy does for a living but he is a 7 year apprentice Electrician and has worked for his dad for several years most of it he has spent traveling out of town. He has had other jobs in between because it is hard for all of us for him to be be away. Well his dad ran out of work in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt; because of the tough economic times and he had to find work else where which was paying him probably half of what he had been making. well it has been pretty tough for us the past view months financially but we have really enjoyed having him home every single day and I loved having my best friend here with me to help me through each day! Well with lots of consideration and questioning we have decided that he go back to work for his dad out of town! He left today for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Oakland&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;California&lt;/span&gt; for probably about 2 weeks. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what I am going to do without my best friend and my rock here to help me through. He has only been gone for a couple hours and already I am feeling empty! It makes me question if money and material things like our house and car is worth it. I think I would almost have him here making half of what he is just to have my family whole. It is so hard for me to get through each day and to be strong and take care of our 4 kids without him! I hate going to bed at night without my babe there next to me! I HATE money and wish that we could live and survive without it. Hopefully I can just get through these 2 weeks so I can see my love again! I am just happy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; that he has work and we can get caught up! I am so proud to have a husband willing to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt; to support his family. Thank goodness for my 4 beautiful kids who will help me get through each day happy and thankful for what I have! I love my family I have the best one in the world!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748565765015715784-3116927054563049265?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/3116927054563049265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-love.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/3116927054563049265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/3116927054563049265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-love.html' title='My Love'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SdOhUBVzynI/AAAAAAAAAJI/b6SsBO-A-8c/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-2764990698608288779</id><published>2009-03-31T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:24:24.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello? anyone there?</title><content type='html'>I just wanted to see if anyone even reads my blog! I kinda get the feeling there aren't that many people that do. Leave me a message and let me know if there is anyone out there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748565765015715784-2764990698608288779?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/2764990698608288779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-anyone-there.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/2764990698608288779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/2764990698608288779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-anyone-there.html' title='Hello? anyone there?'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-316870073623016491</id><published>2009-03-29T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:41:04.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't think it will be the last!</title><content type='html'>well today has been an eventful day! I have not been feeling that well since yesterday so I was just laying down this morning on my bed and letting Alissa and Calan run up and down the hallway by my room. Well Alissa came running in our room and tripped over something in the doorway and fell forward and hit her head on the corner of the metal bed frame. I picked her up immediately cause I knew it had to hurt and held her in my arms asking her if she was OK and she was just screaming. When I looked down there was blood EVERYWHERE!!! all over my arm and her face and in her hair and it looked really weird at first like her skull was caved in and I FREAKED out and handed her off to Randy and left the room to freak out in private I was saying to my self "oh my gosh that's bad what do I do what do I do? we have to get her to a hospital" You would have thought my motherly instincts would kick in but they had the opposite effect on me and i FREAKED! when i calmed myself enough to go in and check on her randy had a rag on her head to stop the bleeding and when he lifted the rag off you could see the bone. I gathered the other kids together, which by the way Bailee was crying and was all worried about his baby sister, and we headed off to the emergency room to have stitches. she had to get about 3 or 4 inside and about 10 outside and screamed every second. I felt so bad because she had to be strapped down and they only put this stuff with a cotton ball on to numb it and didn't give her any shots to numb it and me and Randy kept thinking that maybe she could feel it but the doctor kept telling us that she couldn't. needless to say she survived the whole ordeal as did I and she is running around again like nothing ever happened. I think some doctors and nurses at the er are starting to recognize us! this is her first stitches visit and I don't think it will be her last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these pictures were taken after the stitches when we got home and took the bandage off. I wish we could have taken some before the stitches to show you how bad it looked but as you can imagine I didn't have time to grab my camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sc_3UQwPQBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TphifgdvPWg/s1600-h/IMG_2347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318741612414582802" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sc_3UQwPQBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TphifgdvPWg/s200/IMG_2347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is after we cleaned it up a little but its still hard to see the actual stitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sc_3UJoiMYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3iZyrB6iWLY/s1600-h/IMG_2342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318741610503221634" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sc_3UJoiMYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3iZyrB6iWLY/s200/IMG_2342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sc_3T9N-8kI/AAAAAAAAAIw/XmjafiVWxN0/s1600-h/IMG_2338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318741607170634306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sc_3T9N-8kI/AAAAAAAAAIw/XmjafiVWxN0/s200/IMG_2338.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These ones were right when the bandage came off and we hadn't cleaned off all of the blood after the stitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sc_3TrUYJEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xxMS4OFpjhk/s1600-h/IMG_2336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318741602365613122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sc_3TrUYJEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/xxMS4OFpjhk/s200/IMG_2336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sc_3TaygymI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ocmfux5hXjA/s1600-h/IMG_2333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318741597928606306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sc_3TaygymI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ocmfux5hXjA/s200/IMG_2333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5748565765015715784-316870073623016491?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/316870073623016491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-think-it-will-be-last.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/316870073623016491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/316870073623016491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-think-it-will-be-last.html' title='I don&apos;t think it will be the last!'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sc_3UQwPQBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/TphifgdvPWg/s72-c/IMG_2347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-724732386766135261</id><published>2009-03-18T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:40:35.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not too much going on</title><content type='html'>SO I thought I would do an update since I haven't been on for a few days. Nothing too exciting has been happening! I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Calan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt; in for checkups on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Calans&lt;/span&gt; ears finally looked good!!!! He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; have to get tubes as of right now which I was really worried about! and they drew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Bailees&lt;/span&gt; blood to try and see why has been having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;migraines&lt;/span&gt; and everything came back good which is good but not at the same time because we still don't know why he is having these problems. They want me to take him in for an MRI which he would have to be under pediatric sedation which I am not to fond of so I told them lets hold off and see if they get better. We just went to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;niece&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Oaklees&lt;/span&gt; 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday party today I keep teasing her and saying she turned 15 cause for those of you who know her she totally doesn't act 5!! she acts so grown up! but the kids had fun and it was nice to be able to send them outback to play! plus I got to squeeze and kiss baby Ellery! Over the weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt; had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;baseball&lt;/span&gt; tryouts, well kind of tryouts, more like a draft for a different league than recreation league. I got so sick of the stupid t-ball coach pitch crap that didn't teach them anything about baseball! and he got bored with it as well so we moved him to this other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;league&lt;/span&gt; they call a learning league where they will actually teach him and they will have outs and strikes and all that! so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; they had a draft where the kids went and played for all the coaches and then in private the coaches would pick their players they want. every kid makes the team though. He did so so well! he hit really good and threw and caught all his pop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;flys&lt;/span&gt;! I am so proud of my little boy, or big boy as I should say he is like a foot taller than everyone. It is so weird to see him next to tons of little boys his age and to see how tall and big he really is! He totally towers over everyone! so we should be getting a call this week sometime from his coach and start practices. We can't wait! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bailee&lt;/span&gt; is so excited too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note my sister in law &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kellee&lt;/span&gt; is starting up a company called mom to mom hair. she is a really good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;hairstylist&lt;/span&gt; that will come to you! we just need to get the word around so go take a look at her blog please! thanks! &lt;a href="http://kelleebfly5.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://kelleebfly5.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748565765015715784-724732386766135261?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/724732386766135261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-too-much-going-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/724732386766135261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/724732386766135261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-too-much-going-on.html' title='Not too much going on'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-4672259590444937864</id><published>2009-03-05T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T07:39:34.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It could have been worse!!!</title><content type='html'>Today I picked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt; up from school and went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wal&lt;/span&gt; mart to get a couple things and on my way home I got a phone call from Randy who was at home with the other 3 kids saying that Alissa had something to tell me. He then handed the phone off to Alissa who was mumbling something in the phone I couldn't make out. she handed the phone to Damien who then told me that Alissa had cut her hair! I said "WHAT? Hand the phone to dad now!" Then randy got on the and told me that Alissa cut her hair and when I asked him how bad he couldn't or wouldn't tell me. I started freaking out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; like a panic attack and only imagining the worst. I hung up cause I was too flustered to talk. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt; then starts to freak out and asks whats wrong with Alissa. I told him she cut her hair and he said "oh, I thought by the way you were reacting she was bleeding to death or was dead!" I said "no but she will be when I get home!" and we kind of laughed it off a little. So when I got home, expecting to have a boy haircut on my daughters beautiful head of hair I couldn't really see where she cut too bad. Even though there was a huge pile of hair on the floor I know that it could have been worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB_cFoFKSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bjOhvu2Wpp0/s1600-h/IMG_2225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309884081193167138" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB_cFoFKSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bjOhvu2Wpp0/s200/IMG_2225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This look is like "What? I didn't do anything!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB_bbASNzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/aqt1ibeJN-8/s1600-h/IMG_2223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309884069751961394" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB_bbASNzI/AAAAAAAAAHg/aqt1ibeJN-8/s200/IMG_2223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it's kind of hard to see in some of these pictures but she has kind of a spot in her hair where it's like thinned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB_bCHby4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/1saneq4_w0M/s1600-h/IMG_2217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309884063071062914" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB_bCHby4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/1saneq4_w0M/s200/IMG_2217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here you can see where its chopped on the side. there is also a spot on top of her head where she cut almost to the scalp! but even that is hard to see! She also cut up the shirt she was wearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB_au9_YsI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wUMYY6_26JY/s1600-h/IMG_2206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309884057931178690" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB_au9_YsI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wUMYY6_26JY/s200/IMG_2206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that little area where there is no hair on her shoulder is where she cut it off at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB_aJ5TjnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/S3HQBT0HDlE/s1600-h/IMG_2195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309884047979417202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB_aJ5TjnI/AAAAAAAAAHI/S3HQBT0HDlE/s200/IMG_2195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here is her pile of locks! I know there is a chance this could happen again but I just don't know if I could handle it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748565765015715784-4672259590444937864?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/4672259590444937864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-no-hair-cuts.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/4672259590444937864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/4672259590444937864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-no-hair-cuts.html' title='It could have been worse!!!'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB_cFoFKSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/bjOhvu2Wpp0/s72-c/IMG_2225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-8173066055542381653</id><published>2009-03-05T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T17:35:35.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New pictures of Ellery</title><content type='html'>Here is a couple more pictures of Ellery. I had to go see her cute face again! Mother and baby are both still doing really good! My kids didn't react like I thought they would though, they didn't think or say much except for Calan who just wanted me and kept getting mad everytime I held her.   They are such a cute little family!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB9G0cBbyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5ITvZIDE_0Y/s1600-h/IMG_2191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309881516778680098" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB9G0cBbyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5ITvZIDE_0Y/s200/IMG_2191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB9GriEtZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KY3Fejj8zqA/s1600-h/IMG_2187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309881514388141458" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB9GriEtZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KY3Fejj8zqA/s200/IMG_2187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB9FmMnbLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/G5Z_ABeu5_g/s1600-h/IMG_2189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309881495776095410" style="WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB9FmMnbLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/G5Z_ABeu5_g/s200/IMG_2189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748565765015715784-8173066055542381653?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/8173066055542381653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-pictures-of-ellery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/8173066055542381653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/8173066055542381653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-pictures-of-ellery.html' title='New pictures of Ellery'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SbB9G0cBbyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/5ITvZIDE_0Y/s72-c/IMG_2191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-5815805568401540904</id><published>2009-03-05T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:15:13.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellery Kimber Sorenson, my new neice!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_6HF4eA9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/p1RxafA4XiE/s1600-h/IMG_2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309737485438157778" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_6HF4eA9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/p1RxafA4XiE/s200/IMG_2101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_6GuYnJOI/AAAAAAAAAGY/R2t_o9uBCYg/s1600-h/IMG_2090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309737479130522850" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_6GuYnJOI/AAAAAAAAAGY/R2t_o9uBCYg/s200/IMG_2090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am pleased to announce to everyone that I have a new beautiful niece! My brother Justin and his wife Wendy had their new baby girl yesterday March 4th 2009 at 7:32 p.m. She weighed 6lbs. 8oz. and was 18 inches long so she is a little peanut!!! But I can't even tell you how beautiful she is! she has lots of dark black hair and looks JUST like her big sister Oaklee! she has these Angelina lips that are so pretty! The labor and everything couldn't have gone better! she got induced at 3:30 and had her 4 hours later! I came home about 9 and Damien wasn't in bed yet he had sat on the stairs waiting for me to come home. I walked in the door and he asked if we could go see Oaklee's sister now. I said no not now maybe some other time the baby is sleeping. He started bawling his eyes out cause he really really wanted to see the baby. I went upstairs for a minute and could hear him down there crying and saying he wishes he had another baby sister!!! I went down after a minute to comfort him and he then asked me if I could have another baby for him. I had to break his little heart and tell him mommy wasn't going to have any more babies! He just started crying and said "but why mom? I really want one!" I just said sorry bud and left it at that. kids just don't understand!!!! anyways, I am so happy for my brother and Wendy and so glad everything went so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309734842070843986" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_3tOklwlI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/pZT-IbDbJRU/s200/ellery7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_3tJ4JuzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/AMgg_G0j7J4/s1600-h/ellery8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309734840810715954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_3tJ4JuzI/AAAAAAAAAGI/AMgg_G0j7J4/s200/ellery8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_3stn8zuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yNkXJ4ob8w4/s1600-h/ellery3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309734833226567394" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_3stn8zuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/yNkXJ4ob8w4/s200/ellery3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_3sLQzZ5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/7Cfu4sCbGvM/s1600-h/ellery2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309734824002676626" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_3sLQzZ5I/AAAAAAAAAF4/7Cfu4sCbGvM/s200/ellery2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_3rsECA-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/IVczFjkfC0Q/s1600-h/ellery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309734815627609058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_3rsECA-I/AAAAAAAAAFw/IVczFjkfC0Q/s200/ellery.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5748565765015715784-5815805568401540904?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/5815805568401540904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/03/ellery-kimber-sorenson-my-new-neice.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/5815805568401540904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/5815805568401540904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/03/ellery-kimber-sorenson-my-new-neice.html' title='Ellery Kimber Sorenson, my new neice!!!!'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/Sa_6HF4eA9I/AAAAAAAAAGg/p1RxafA4XiE/s72-c/IMG_2101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-1369788221597908568</id><published>2009-02-23T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T07:55:20.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures and Poison control</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SaLCvXe5h6I/AAAAAAAAAEA/9y5t5gg9J2w/s1600-h/p12511ta101206_21_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306017430009120674" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SaLCvXe5h6I/AAAAAAAAAEA/9y5t5gg9J2w/s200/p12511ta101206_21_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SaLCvWTbSWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/GQfVVH7g1vk/s1600-h/p12511ta101206_37_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306017429692565858" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SaLCvWTbSWI/AAAAAAAAAD4/GQfVVH7g1vk/s200/p12511ta101206_37_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SaLCvMClJzI/AAAAAAAAADw/sg-4zzwOiEg/s1600-h/p12511ta101206_35_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306017426937554738" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SaLCvMClJzI/AAAAAAAAADw/sg-4zzwOiEg/s200/p12511ta101206_35_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SaLCu4QfHzI/AAAAAAAAADo/Smp9TbN_3aY/s1600-h/p12511ta101206_2_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306017421627170610" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SaLCu4QfHzI/AAAAAAAAADo/Smp9TbN_3aY/s200/p12511ta101206_2_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SaLCu06GlzI/AAAAAAAAADg/47DvTPw0HHM/s1600-h/p12511ta101206_1_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306017420727981874" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SaLCu06GlzI/AAAAAAAAADg/47DvTPw0HHM/s200/p12511ta101206_1_0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SaLCu4QfHzI/AAAAAAAAADo/Smp9TbN_3aY/s1600-h/p12511ta101206_2_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SaLCu4QfHzI/AAAAAAAAADo/Smp9TbN_3aY/s1600-h/p12511ta101206_2_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well all my kids have been sick with bronchitis but calan has been the worst the past couple days. He is usually such a happy baby but has been soooo fussy. I can't wait to have my happy guy back! Yesterday my friend Marianna called and asked if i could bring the babies down to have their pictures taken (Marianna works at the wal mart picture center in American Fork) because she had no appts that day and was bored. I told her I would take Alissa cause she was the only one that was feeling a little better. Well I ended up taking Calan with me too because he was so fussy and Randy didn't think he would be able to handle him because all he wanted was his mommy. Alissa did such a good job and totally ate it up! We decided to snap a couple shots of Calan too but they didn't turn out like I'd hoped but still pretty good for someone with a fever! Here are some of the ones we took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also need to add to the list of things Alissa has ingested. For those of you who don't know, Alissa eats everything and anything and we have taken a couple of trips to the er for all the things she has eaten. I have had to call poison control quite a few times so last night when she ingested something she wasn't suppose to I decided not to call and not to take her to the er but instead just to keep a close eye on her. Only because I didn't want to have to put her through all the needle poking and blood drawing again! so here we go with the list of things the #1 is what she did last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. drank hairspray!!! ya it has alcohol in it but she acted normal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. opened and drank a bottle of Motrin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. drank bleach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. chewed on and ate a glass Christmas ornament&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. crayons and marker tips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. paper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. drank toilet water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. oh ya she loves dirt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. jalapeno pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. soap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are just the 10 worst! I can think of a lot more and for those of you who don't know Alissa very well you don't know how mischievous she is and when you turn your back on her for 2 SECONDS she is into something. I swear she doesn't have taste buds! I try my hardest to keep an eye on her but with 4 kids it's hard and I promise I am not a bad mom Alissa is just hard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and I can't figure out how to get my pictures in a row instead of how they are now. I am new to this so if you know how to do it then let me know. thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748565765015715784-1369788221597908568?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/1369788221597908568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-all-my-kids-have-been-sick-with.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/1369788221597908568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/1369788221597908568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-all-my-kids-have-been-sick-with.html' title='Pictures and Poison control'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SaLCvXe5h6I/AAAAAAAAAEA/9y5t5gg9J2w/s72-c/p12511ta101206_21_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-5093939912142735235</id><published>2009-02-20T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:14:48.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet and innocent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SZ9HASiJ0pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xDGLondRQhg/s1600-h/IMG_2042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305036956366394002" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SZ9HASiJ0pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xDGLondRQhg/s200/IMG_2042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SZ9G4i6zpDI/AAAAAAAAACI/OxwLhqzU7_k/s1600-h/IMG_2041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305036823325811762" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SZ9G4i6zpDI/AAAAAAAAACI/OxwLhqzU7_k/s200/IMG_2041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SZ9Gv8UTbAI/AAAAAAAAACA/E8we6NmkDuI/s1600-h/IMG_2040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305036675524815874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SZ9Gv8UTbAI/AAAAAAAAACA/E8we6NmkDuI/s200/IMG_2040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SZ9GkdJylBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZDjy7vnB3Ck/s1600-h/IMG_2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305036478180660242" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SZ9GkdJylBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZDjy7vnB3Ck/s200/IMG_2039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SZ9GXtls02I/AAAAAAAAABw/WtZvs-SjkEk/s1600-h/IMG_2037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305036259254391650" style="WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SZ9GXtls02I/AAAAAAAAABw/WtZvs-SjkEk/s320/IMG_2037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you know on my earlier entry I was talking about how I loved the age Calan was at because they were still "sweet and innocent"!? Well I am starting to think that is just what they lead on and they are smarter than we think. I was sitting there with Calan and he had my phone and put it to his ear acting like he was talking on it. I thought that was really cute so I reached over and got my camera and snapped a picture of him doing it. As I was reviewing the picture I had just taken, something hard hit my nose. I looked up at Calan to see this HUGE smile on his face and couldn't help but laugh when I realized he had thrown my phone at me. He thought it was pretty funnny that I was laughing so he picked my phone back at me and started hitting me with it!!!! Real sweet and innocent right! Then a few minutes later he was playing with one of Alissa's baby dolls and he was hugging it going "ooohhhh ooohhh" and then started trying to stick his finger down her throat. When he couldn't get it down like he wanted to he started squeezing the baby really hard and eventually just chucked it! The best part was that I got pictures of all this! I am started to re-think the "sweet and innocent" part!!!! gotta love him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5748565765015715784-5093939912142735235?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/5093939912142735235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/02/sweet-and-innocent.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/5093939912142735235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/5093939912142735235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/02/sweet-and-innocent.html' title='sweet and innocent'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SZ9HASiJ0pI/AAAAAAAAACQ/xDGLondRQhg/s72-c/IMG_2042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5748565765015715784.post-846308071948500790</id><published>2009-02-20T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:34:23.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; so everyone has a blog so I thought I should try one too. I'm just not that creative so lets see how this will go. Alissa and Damien are sick today so we are not going anywhere, just sitting at home hanging out. I am kind of worried about Damien because he has a lot of history with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pneumonia&lt;/span&gt; and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; sounding that great. his cough is horrible and once he gets started he cant stop. he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coughs&lt;/span&gt; until he pukes. hopefully the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;antibiotics&lt;/span&gt; the doc gave him will start to work soon! poor guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Calan&lt;/span&gt; is getting so big! this is my favorite age! I thinks its because their personalities really begin to show but they are still sweet and innocent. He just cracks me up everyday. Me and Randy both think he is going to be a comedian because he loves to make ya laugh! Alissa just thinks she is his little mommy! he fell down yesterday and she went running to him helping him up saying "you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;? you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;?" it was so cute it made me want to cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bailee&lt;/span&gt; is doing better in school. he was having some anxiety about a lot of things but we started sending him to school with a cell phone and is doing much better. he is such a smart kid he just needs to have more confidence in himself! he is going to start competitive baseball this year and we are all excited about that! so I will let ya know how that goes. The draft for it is march 11 or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; like that.&lt;br /&gt;well I think i am going to take the kids outside to blow some bubbles and enjoy this warm weather because I know it probably wont last! cya for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5748565765015715784-846308071948500790?l=amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/feeds/846308071948500790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-entry.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/846308071948500790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5748565765015715784/posts/default/846308071948500790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amyandrandallroberts.blogspot.com/2009/02/first-entry.html' title='First entry'/><author><name>Amy Sorenson Roberts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14995156629740688432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bKH6sA4zY7I/SfOKfBv6neI/AAAAAAAAAL8/ZEEZM-MQSgQ/S220/chelsi%27s+wedding+019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
