<?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-2282091418313415689</id><updated>2011-07-24T16:13:34.728-07:00</updated><category term='church'/><category term='precious ones'/><category term='play'/><category term='family'/><category term='life'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Everyday's a new day</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-4805425360514049275</id><published>2011-07-24T14:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T14:14:03.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving it another try</title><content type='html'>So I have not posted in a year.  I read other people's blogs and just read through all the ones that I have posted over the last two years and realized how great it was to document my life.  So I thought I would give it another try.  I am not sure if people read these but this is more for me so I am going to have at it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have not been on in so long, I wanted to post an up to date photo of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHxECsy9-_s/TiyKTifsIVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/K4dMkzOwdlE/s1600/Tennessee%2B062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHxECsy9-_s/TiyKTifsIVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/K4dMkzOwdlE/s200/Tennessee%2B062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633029302215516498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here we are on our summer vacation. I took this picture with the self timer on my camera.  You only have 10 seconds before it takes the picture so I had already had the family in place I turned on the timer and got down there fast and while I was trying to bend down my phone fell out of my pocket into that lovely river you see being us.  All turned out well, but it it funny what we will do in order to get a great picture!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-4805425360514049275?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4805425360514049275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=4805425360514049275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/4805425360514049275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/4805425360514049275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2011/07/giving-it-another-try.html' title='Giving it another try'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gHxECsy9-_s/TiyKTifsIVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/K4dMkzOwdlE/s72-c/Tennessee%2B062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-1365327838895734859</id><published>2010-01-18T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:36:06.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOG HELP!!!!</title><content type='html'>So ladies I need some help. If there is anyone out there&lt;br /&gt;that reads my blog and may can help me I would appreaciate it. &lt;br /&gt;I want to get back into blogging but want to spice up&lt;br /&gt;my blog but can't figure out how.  I don't really have any&lt;br /&gt;money to have someone do it for me, but I have seen these&lt;br /&gt;sites that you can get cute layouts but I can't figure out how to&lt;br /&gt;put them on my site.  If there is anyone out there HELP!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-1365327838895734859?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1365327838895734859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=1365327838895734859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/1365327838895734859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/1365327838895734859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-help.html' title='BLOG HELP!!!!'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-2742198297843299305</id><published>2009-10-11T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T17:36:49.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GO PANTHERS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;All I can say is that the Panther's won, and it was a great game!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/StJ6EJTeSWI/AAAAAAAAANg/Z3R3vw9We8U/s1600-h/panther+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391505915551566178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/StJ6EJTeSWI/AAAAAAAAANg/Z3R3vw9We8U/s200/panther+game.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-2742198297843299305?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2742198297843299305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=2742198297843299305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/2742198297843299305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/2742198297843299305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/10/go-panthers.html' title='GO PANTHERS!!!'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/StJ6EJTeSWI/AAAAAAAAANg/Z3R3vw9We8U/s72-c/panther+game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-1421649167763808162</id><published>2009-10-05T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:09:08.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>Well It had been a very long while since my last blog. Almost 5 months to be exact. Not sure that anyone has really missed it but I decided it was time to post a new on. My son will be 6 on Wednesday. It makes me so sad but happy at the same time. He started kindergarten, the first few days were a bit rocky but now he is fine and he really enjoys school. We went to the fair a few weeks ago and here are some pictures. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SsqXI4B_tVI/AAAAAAAAANI/9Th1uYTCLsM/s1600-h/clothes+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389286082837722450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SsqXI4B_tVI/AAAAAAAAANI/9Th1uYTCLsM/s200/clothes+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SsqXruuChnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4H6SeTFn1G8/s1600-h/clothes+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389286681633523314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SsqXruuChnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4H6SeTFn1G8/s200/clothes+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SsqXruuChnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/4H6SeTFn1G8/s1600-h/clothes+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past Saturday we had my son's birthday party at Riverbend Farm. For thoses of you who live in charlotte NC this is the best farm by far to go to . We had the best time. There is so much to do there. We picked pumpkins and when we got home they wanted me to take their pictures with the pumpkins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SsqYh1QiDII/AAAAAAAAANY/y3myStQj6pg/s1600-h/clothes+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389287611101744258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SsqYh1QiDII/AAAAAAAAANY/y3myStQj6pg/s200/clothes+014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-1421649167763808162?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1421649167763808162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=1421649167763808162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/1421649167763808162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/1421649167763808162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SsqXI4B_tVI/AAAAAAAAANI/9Th1uYTCLsM/s72-c/clothes+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-1525253412276926601</id><published>2009-05-17T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T11:56:06.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious ones'/><title type='text'>In memory of Kayleigh Anne Freeman</title><content type='html'>I have never met little Kayleigh but I have been following her story and have been so touched by it. Today her friends and family are letting pink balloons go in her honor and memory and I wanted me and my kids (Kyle and Kailey) to do the same. I can never imagine what her family is going through but their faith in God is so very strong that I know he will provide for them. As we were letting the balloons go I could just imagine little Kayleigh looking down and seeing the balloons and becoming very excited as chidren do when they see balloons. Right before we let the balloons go my son prayed for her: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for this day and watch over Kayleigh Amen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; found it so sweet, he is only 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I will continue to pray for the family and little Kayleigh and one day I will be able to meet this little angel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/ShBcQg_iIFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/AVPGpR5-Uok/s1600-h/Kayleigh+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336866997238112338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/ShBcQg_iIFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/AVPGpR5-Uok/s200/Kayleigh+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/ShBcfpKEP-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/mv5UCB2wy1I/s1600-h/Kayleigh+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336867257127813090" style="FLOAT: left; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/ShBdLg6X87I/AAAAAAAAAM0/Mt3JXFIZUgI/s1600-h/Kayleigh+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2282091418313415689-1525253412276926601?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1525253412276926601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=1525253412276926601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/1525253412276926601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/1525253412276926601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-memory-of-kayleigh-anne-freeman.html' title='In memory of Kayleigh Anne Freeman'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/ShBcQg_iIFI/AAAAAAAAAMc/AVPGpR5-Uok/s72-c/Kayleigh+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-6754010339963213221</id><published>2009-05-16T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:12:08.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Very Random and long</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well I haven't been on here in a very long time and after I talked to my friend&lt;br /&gt;Avion tonight, who by the way informed me to write somthing new, I figured it&lt;br /&gt;was time to post a new blog. So much has been going on in the past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started my new job and I just love it. Kyle started playing T-ball, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was his last day of T-K, Kailey is starting to say more words &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;( her favorite is NO and MINE).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9qA90v_SI/AAAAAAAAALk/Z5HySUEPgXQ/s1600-h/spring+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336600648285682978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9qA90v_SI/AAAAAAAAALk/Z5HySUEPgXQ/s200/spring+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9qA90v_SI/AAAAAAAAALk/Z5HySUEPgXQ/s1600-h/spring+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyle playing t-ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9qcgrTpMI/AAAAAAAAALs/7Grwz0kwH3c/s1600-h/spring+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago Kailey decided that our walls needed a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;little extra somthing so she thought it would be nice to draw &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some nice scibbles on the door, the wall and the dogs kennel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband was sooooooo mad but all I could do was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;laugh and take pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9rHJUZIRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/bNmMc39WQb0/s1600-h/spring+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336601853962035474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9rHJUZIRI/AAAAAAAAAL0/bNmMc39WQb0/s200/spring+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9riPvIePI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2eJs5ugURwM/s1600-h/spring+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9riPvIePI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2eJs5ugURwM/s1600-h/spring+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9riPvIePI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2eJs5ugURwM/s1600-h/spring+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9riPvIePI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2eJs5ugURwM/s1600-h/spring+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few months ago my mom found my old baby doll hairchair, that I had &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;used for my babies when I was little and wanted to know if I wanted to fix it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;up for Kailey. I was so excited. So tonight I finally got to fix it up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the before picture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9se5Kr3oI/AAAAAAAAAME/t8Yosn8bWzQ/s1600-h/spring+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336603361454841474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9se5Kr3oI/AAAAAAAAAME/t8Yosn8bWzQ/s200/spring+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9se5Kr3oI/AAAAAAAAAME/t8Yosn8bWzQ/s1600-h/spring+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9se5Kr3oI/AAAAAAAAAME/t8Yosn8bWzQ/s1600-h/spring+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9se5Kr3oI/AAAAAAAAAME/t8Yosn8bWzQ/s1600-h/spring+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9se5Kr3oI/AAAAAAAAAME/t8Yosn8bWzQ/s1600-h/spring+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9se5Kr3oI/AAAAAAAAAME/t8Yosn8bWzQ/s1600-h/spring+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9riPvIePI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2eJs5ugURwM/s1600-h/spring+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9riPvIePI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2eJs5ugURwM/s1600-h/spring+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9se5Kr3oI/AAAAAAAAAME/t8Yosn8bWzQ/s1600-h/spring+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9riPvIePI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2eJs5ugURwM/s1600-h/spring+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9se5Kr3oI/AAAAAAAAAME/t8Yosn8bWzQ/s1600-h/spring+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here is the after:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                              &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9syg940yI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Xkgs1P2FMbM/s1600-h/spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336603698556097314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9syg940yI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Xkgs1P2FMbM/s200/spring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &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 more thing, as you all know we got a dog &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back in January. She is now almost 5 months old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She weights 40 lbs and she all puppy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9tXdVHAbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OQpkG_9ZRXg/s1600-h/spring+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9tXdVHAbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OQpkG_9ZRXg/s1600-h/spring+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336604333234913714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9tXdVHAbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OQpkG_9ZRXg/s200/spring+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/2282091418313415689-6754010339963213221?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6754010339963213221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=6754010339963213221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/6754010339963213221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/6754010339963213221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/05/very-random-and-long.html' title='Very Random and long'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sg9qA90v_SI/AAAAAAAAALk/Z5HySUEPgXQ/s72-c/spring+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-596795540568311952</id><published>2009-04-13T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:26:01.475-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>Easter, New Job</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; Well Easter was great. We went to church and my aunt came along with us. I was so glad to have her join us. It felt so good to go to church this year on Easter, in the past years we have gong to church on Easter because it was Easter but this year we went because we are involved and we love it. Of course the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kiddos&lt;/span&gt; were all dressed in their Easter best. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324334948735714898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SePWbSSXBlI/AAAAAAAAAK8/2RYZU0nwwRM/s400/easter+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I started my new job today.  It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; overwhelming.  I thought I was going to pull my hair out.  Don't get me wrong, I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for this job and very excited, but it is hard to go to a new place after 7 years.  There is so much to learn about the school and where things go where things don't go, all the paper work.  I know it will all work out, I am going to be doing a lot of praying this next week.  Have you ever felt that you were really good at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; but when you go to a new place you find your not as good as you really thought.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; kinda how I felt today.  the school I came from there were not that many teachers at this school there are a ton.  The school goes from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-K to 22 years of age.  It seems I am not as good as I had once thought.  Some might just say it is all in my head.  Well whether &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Iam&lt;/span&gt; good or not I know this is what I really love to do and what God put me on this earth for that and to be a mom, I love that even more.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick update on my dad.  He is doing very well and may even get to come home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-596795540568311952?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/596795540568311952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=596795540568311952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/596795540568311952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/596795540568311952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-new-job.html' title='Easter, New Job'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SePWbSSXBlI/AAAAAAAAAK8/2RYZU0nwwRM/s72-c/easter+089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-8449108195571287360</id><published>2009-04-04T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:32:21.464-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>If........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I was cleaning out my daughters closet today and came across this book. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321012225048271218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SdgIbT-DWXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nkk_Em8Q2Ms/s400/if.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I started thinking how it might be neat to post one question each week from this book.  At least for me it will help me be more honest with myself and make me think about things maybe I have never thought about before.  So here is the first question :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                      &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If you could say one thing to God, what would you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one is hard for me because like many people there are so many things I want to say to God. I just starting getting back into church last September and I have so many questions.  I think I would say to him please tell me all about yourself.  I know this is what we learn in church but for me to hear it from him himself would be awesome.  Me and my husband don't see eye to eye on a lot of religious issues which if very hard for me, so of course since this is new for me I have so many questions and have trouble getting them.  Obviously God would be the one to give them to me.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Know it is your turn.  Be honest with yourself and look for next weeks question. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-8449108195571287360?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/8449108195571287360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=8449108195571287360' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/8449108195571287360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/8449108195571287360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/04/if.html' title='If........'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SdgIbT-DWXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/nkk_Em8Q2Ms/s72-c/if.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-189598834125532043</id><published>2009-03-31T15:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T15:34:27.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>A new beginning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SdKY21yd7CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/O1zkI-f4XwQ/s1600-h/metro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319482177797090338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SdKY21yd7CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/O1zkI-f4XwQ/s400/metro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well Iam offically a Tiger a Metro Tiger that is.  I got the call today at 5:25 that I have been offered the job of preschool teacher.  I can't even put into words how I feel right now.  Iam sooo excited, this is what I have waited since March 16th to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to continue working with most of my same children.  I get to feel apart of a real school, which has been a while since I have felt that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will however miss two of my best buds, Amee and Avion.  They never read this but if by chance they do I just want them to know that I love them so much and I could not have made it through these last 7 years without them and yes Amee we will continue to be the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note I want to ask for prayers for my dad next week. He will be having surgery to remove a polyup (missed spelled) and part of his colon.  I also want to say a prayer for baby Stellan, I have come to know him through his mom's blog and have really been praying for him and all he and his family are going through and all the other little ones who are in need of prayers right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all for know.  Hope everyone has a great rest of the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-189598834125532043?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/189598834125532043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=189598834125532043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/189598834125532043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/189598834125532043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-beginning.html' title='A new beginning!'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SdKY21yd7CI/AAAAAAAAAKs/O1zkI-f4XwQ/s72-c/metro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-5718704448311041663</id><published>2009-03-25T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:30:25.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>Bible Study</title><content type='html'>So I started a bible study tonignt at my church ( When Wallflowers Dance )and let me tell you that it is already amazing.  I had so many emotions running through me tonight and it felt great.  I can't wait to see what next week brings and to get started with my bible time.  Hope to be able to post some great things I learn over the next 7 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317317456025052722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/ScroDcxbZjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ovjxyza6PvU/s400/AT_WhenWallflowersDanceWorkbook1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-5718704448311041663?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5718704448311041663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=5718704448311041663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/5718704448311041663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/5718704448311041663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/bible-study.html' title='Bible Study'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/ScroDcxbZjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/ovjxyza6PvU/s72-c/AT_WhenWallflowersDanceWorkbook1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-7212084235841745814</id><published>2009-03-24T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:31:07.561-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Frustrated and Done</title><content type='html'>Have you ever just felt like you want to be done with everything! Well that's how I feel at this very moment. My 5 year old son is giving me a fit and I mean fit about going to bed and Iam soooo frustrated. I hate to feel this way and I feel bad to feel this way especially when I read all the blogs about families going through such hard time. I mean the things I am going through are trivial compared to other blogging ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First&lt;/strong&gt; I feel my children want listen to me and it's sooo frustrating. I just am unsure of what Iam doing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second &lt;/strong&gt;I am done with not having confidence about myself and feeling so down because of my weight. I mean I did put it on (which I enjoyed :) ) so now I need to take it off but it is so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third &lt;/strong&gt;I am about to loss my job and I have never been in this kind of situation before and it scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth&lt;/strong&gt; my husband can be a a$$ at times and I look at my marriage and say this is not what I planned on .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said this problems seem so silly compared to others but Iam human. It feels good just to write about it and let it out. I just want to be happy with the life God has given me. I pray to him and talk to him but I haven' t gotten any answers. I know that I cannot give up. Well I am off to bed my son has finally calmed down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-7212084235841745814?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7212084235841745814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=7212084235841745814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/7212084235841745814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/7212084235841745814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/frustrated-and-done.html' title='Frustrated and Done'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-4592318913208585767</id><published>2009-03-23T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T12:31:21.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A give-a-way and a good cause</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://thewelshfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://thewelshfam.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this family through Kelly's blog and I have been keeping up with how their sweet little girl is doing.  Her mom is doing a give-a-way that everyone should check out as well as you can learn more information about her daughter's condition. &lt;br /&gt;I think this is such a great way to make people aware of CHD (congenital heart defect).  I had never heard of this before I read her blog.  Anyway's for the few of you who do read my blog go check out the Welsh Family blog!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-4592318913208585767?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4592318913208585767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=4592318913208585767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/4592318913208585767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/4592318913208585767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/give-way-and-good-cause.html' title='A give-a-way and a good cause'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-2961577400332882679</id><published>2009-03-17T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:04:52.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>That's my boy!!!</title><content type='html'>Well I love to dance and sing. Give me some music and I can cute a rug. :) So it is only fitting that my son (who is 5 ) follows in my foot steps. I was changing my daughter and when I walked out of her room this is what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/ScA5qt16lFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/yXehWV54iX8/s1600-h/school+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314310966320206930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/ScA5qt16lFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/yXehWV54iX8/s200/school+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314311285761897250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/ScA59T2v8yI/AAAAAAAAAJc/AkvxhmhKWaw/s200/school+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314311639909220658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/ScA6R7KDQTI/AAAAAAAAAJk/utnCespT82c/s200/school+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes that is his St. Patty's Day hat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-2961577400332882679?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2961577400332882679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=2961577400332882679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/2961577400332882679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/2961577400332882679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/thats-my-boy.html' title='That&apos;s my boy!!!'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/ScA5qt16lFI/AAAAAAAAAJU/yXehWV54iX8/s72-c/school+113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-7082846853079432693</id><published>2009-03-16T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T11:22:43.234-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>"Don't cry because it's over"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile because it happened!&lt;/strong&gt; This is my new saying. Well it is official. April 3rd Iam out of a job. A job that I love a job that I have been at for the past 7 years. Let me start from the beginning. When I was in college I did an internship at LifeSpan Circle School. This particular school was school for children with and without disabilities. I loved it there and knew after college I wanted to teach there. After I graduated that is just what I did. I got a job teaching in the oldest room there. I worked with the 4 and 5 year olds. For the first few years I worked with children with and without disabilities. These last few years I have had more EC children and I love it. These children are my heart. This is what I was put on earth to do I know it. Well my company decided to close us and know I feel like my world it broken. This is all I have known for the past 7 years. I have made some of my closet friends here and met some wonderful children who have really changed me as a person. This is all I know. I can't even imagine not going there daily. I found the saying "Don't cry because it's over smile because it happened" and this is soooo fitting. I have been telling myself to look back and look at all the lives I have made a difference in. I will be trying to get a teaching job at the school that all of these children will be going to so I just keep praying and keep my fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I have to start cleaning out my room and 7 years is a long time to accumulate stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313941134375364498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sb7pTqfHp5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/-OnsDy5U9YU/s320/school+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is in my room, not only that but also things in my room and on the walls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313941518010857762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sb7pp_o8uSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/xlIUr1wh4CM/s320/school+112.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sb7qWVZOl0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Xmrnd-OGR04/s1600-h/school+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I have loved every minute of it and I hope only the best for these kids. I love everyone of them like they were my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-7082846853079432693?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7082846853079432693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=7082846853079432693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/7082846853079432693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/7082846853079432693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/dont-cry-because-its-over.html' title='&quot;Don&apos;t cry because it&apos;s over&quot;'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sb7pTqfHp5I/AAAAAAAAAIk/-OnsDy5U9YU/s72-c/school+107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-5841030426023459281</id><published>2009-03-02T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T07:32:17.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>Well here we sit at home with snow everywhere. It is soooo beautiful. Iam guessing this will be the last snow for this season. Iam ready for a little spring time. We bought some new outdoor furniture that I want to put out, but so glad we haven't yet. I took the kids and dog out this morning. Not sure who had more f&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sav6ERzXDXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oB9yGXhn588/s1600-h/snowmarch+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308611537191505266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sav6ERzXDXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oB9yGXhn588/s320/snowmarch+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;un the kids or the&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sav6WlBMalI/AAAAAAAAAIU/6zLRZ9Ivbxg/s1600-h/snowmarch+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308611851587447378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sav6WlBMalI/AAAAAAAAAIU/6zLRZ9Ivbxg/s320/snowmarch+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dog. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kyle enjoyed making snowballs and then wanting to throw them at me. Not somthing I was really enjoying but I guess it's ok a few times snow only comes a few times a year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sav69l1xunI/AAAAAAAAAIc/kzF_-4ssf4A/s1600-h/snowmarch+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308612521822894706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sav69l1xunI/AAAAAAAAAIc/kzF_-4ssf4A/s320/snowmarch+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sav69l1xunI/AAAAAAAAAIc/kzF_-4ssf4A/s1600-h/snowmarch+020.jpg"&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/2282091418313415689-5841030426023459281?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5841030426023459281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=5841030426023459281' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/5841030426023459281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/5841030426023459281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/03/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sav6ERzXDXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/oB9yGXhn588/s72-c/snowmarch+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-2656494445371249432</id><published>2009-02-26T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T16:28:11.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 30th Birthday</title><content type='html'>Well I turned 30 on Feb 13th. I was a little depressed at first but I think Iam over it know. It is just a number. On Sat the 22nd I celebrated with friends. We started off at Kabuto's (spelling).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sacws9ZhNWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rwKGpSyTPw8/s1600-h/30+Birthday+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307264234833392994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sacws9ZhNWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rwKGpSyTPw8/s320/30+Birthday+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sacyq31DJfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/S1V22jhhzKM/s1600-h/30+Birthday+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307266398001767922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sacyq31DJfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/S1V22jhhzKM/s320/30+Birthday+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SacxLhV4uvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/v2L8jRGr5GU/s1600-h/30+Birthday+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307264759877909234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SacxLhV4uvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/v2L8jRGr5GU/s320/30+Birthday+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our waiter was having a great time as well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food was fabulous. They give you so much. I had the shrimp which was to die for. The sauce itself was great, I need some of that for home. They came out and sang Happy Birthday for me and had a cake for me, with one lonely candle, thats deff. better than 30 :) Well hopefully this will be a great year.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SacyC3cXyzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bqYRqoa1mR0/s1600-h/30+Birthday+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307265710703495986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SacyC3cXyzI/AAAAAAAAAHA/bqYRqoa1mR0/s320/30+Birthday+059.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-2656494445371249432?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/2656494445371249432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=2656494445371249432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/2656494445371249432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/2656494445371249432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-30th-birthday.html' title='My 30th Birthday'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/Sacws9ZhNWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rwKGpSyTPw8/s72-c/30+Birthday+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-8802781640475074648</id><published>2009-01-29T16:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:04:52.681-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Our new puppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SYJP1ghGJGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/QA2SlWv43SI/s1600-h/chloe+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296883892421534818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SYJP1ghGJGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/QA2SlWv43SI/s320/chloe+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well we got a new puppy on Monday night. Chloe is a 9 week old lab. She &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;is sooo cuteand is the best puppy so far. I was nervous to get a puppy but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now that wehave her I can't remember what life was like without her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296884346506611858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SYJQP8HajJI/AAAAAAAAAGY/SsfAyL83hfQ/s320/chloe+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is a litte dark but this is Chloe with our cat Bernie who was not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;very thrilled when we brought her home, he is getting used to her which&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he has to cause Chloe is here to stay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296885563809423698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SYJRWy7BYVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/gZE6yvmk9DQ/s320/chloe+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-8802781640475074648?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/8802781640475074648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=8802781640475074648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/8802781640475074648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/8802781640475074648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-new-puppy.html' title='Our new puppy'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SYJP1ghGJGI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/QA2SlWv43SI/s72-c/chloe+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-791690418325468903</id><published>2009-01-21T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T16:58:09.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In God we trust!!!!</title><content type='html'>I belong to charlotte mommies and came across this blog and thought it was great wanted to share.  Please listen to this song and pass it on to anyone eles who  believes.  It is awsome and so true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful Song. The song you are about to listen to is from a Las Vegas Diamond Rio Concert. They received an immediate resounding standing ovation, and continue to do so every time they perform it! Sadly, major radio stations wouldn't play it because it was considered 'politically incorrect'. Consequently, the song was never released to the Public. So America , see what you think. If this offering speaks to your heart and you feel you want to share it with friends and loved ones, please do- and pray that who ever wins the Presidential election can place their hand on the Bible to take their oath. In God We Still Trust/President's Day 5 &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3isPwi-JuJc" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3isPwi-JuJc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-791690418325468903?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/791690418325468903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=791690418325468903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/791690418325468903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/791690418325468903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-god-we-trust.html' title='In God we trust!!!!'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-3245805260279170360</id><published>2008-12-27T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:24:09.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging to be Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Well I really should be in bed, it's 11:00 but I decided I needed to give my blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a facelift and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;finally figured out how to get a cute background. I can't believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Christmas has come and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;gone, and of course we got or should I say I got the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;kids to many gifts, next year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am really going to let them choose three gifts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a piece. I do this every year and every&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;year I say the same thing, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I mean it this time. I don't want my kids to grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;expected this I really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; want them to understand the true meaning of Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We did have a great Christmas, we did so many neat things leading up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to the big day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We rode the train with Santa, saw some singing bears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and saw a big tree get lit in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;freezing cold. Here are a few pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SVb90ZYYjVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/a0-BXeMyDlY/s1600-h/grand+and+kailey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284690289374039378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SVb90ZYYjVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/a0-BXeMyDlY/s320/grand+and+kailey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SVb84DZVLXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VTpiOsGPAxI/s1600-h/grands+and+train.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284689252680281458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SVb84DZVLXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/VTpiOsGPAxI/s320/grands+and+train.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SVb9P-P8VqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/09nnRc5nmBc/s1600-h/kyle+and+santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284689663615588002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SVb9P-P8VqI/AAAAAAAAAF4/09nnRc5nmBc/s320/kyle+and+santa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well I hope to have a better year this upcoming year, I will be turning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;30 which scares me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for some reason, and there are several changes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I would like to make so I hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for all to pray for me that these changes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;happen for me.  &lt;/span&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/2282091418313415689-3245805260279170360?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3245805260279170360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=3245805260279170360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/3245805260279170360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/3245805260279170360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/12/blogging-to-be-blogging.html' title='Blogging to be Blogging'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SVb90ZYYjVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/a0-BXeMyDlY/s72-c/grand+and+kailey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-6630884023924959721</id><published>2008-11-25T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T16:35:08.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pligrams and Indians</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well today Kyle had his first class program. They retold the first Thanksgiving as told by a bunch of 5 year olds. It was the cutest thing. They each had a speaking part, and they all sang songs. You could tell they worked really hard. Here are a few pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SSyUtSHFaBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/o4kPymO5g5M/s1600-h/school+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272752769420584978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SSyUtSHFaBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/o4kPymO5g5M/s320/school+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SSyUaGdN8GI/AAAAAAAAAFY/4WUhG301xEw/s1600-h/school+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272752439874678882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SSyUaGdN8GI/AAAAAAAAAFY/4WUhG301xEw/s320/school+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a little video of the class singing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e93d10894fe6b50f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De93d10894fe6b50f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330230288%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C497E340877F4147EB7079BCBC10776D6B2BBD8.2B9264D04E55F09DB8C6E8C28F87B2A166D02FA7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De93d10894fe6b50f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvAYYvYAel2SKPuA5qwrhu8iZ-uI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De93d10894fe6b50f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330230288%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5C497E340877F4147EB7079BCBC10776D6B2BBD8.2B9264D04E55F09DB8C6E8C28F87B2A166D02FA7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De93d10894fe6b50f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvAYYvYAel2SKPuA5qwrhu8iZ-uI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-6630884023924959721?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e93d10894fe6b50f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6630884023924959721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=6630884023924959721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/6630884023924959721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/6630884023924959721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/11/pligrams-and-indians.html' title='Pligrams and Indians'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SSyUtSHFaBI/AAAAAAAAAFg/o4kPymO5g5M/s72-c/school+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-6299318523975264758</id><published>2008-11-08T17:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T18:05:03.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretending</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well today I pretended I was a photographer. Funds are very tight but I really want some candid shots of the kids, so I had to take matters in my own hands and snap some shots myself. The kids were not very corapertative. I got a few that will have to do. It really stinks not having any money. I really wanted Heather do take the kids pics, but what are you to do when there are no funds in the bank :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here are a few I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SRZFDEGJ2JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xxW231DZToQ/s1600-h/fall+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266472733197850770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SRZFDEGJ2JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xxW231DZToQ/s320/fall+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SRZEXzyURII/AAAAAAAAAFA/3Kk5i3rG8xs/s1600-h/fall+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266471990085305474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SRZEXzyURII/AAAAAAAAAFA/3Kk5i3rG8xs/s320/fall+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SRZD1wjS8NI/AAAAAAAAAEw/77wJgmU3C18/s1600-h/fall+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266471405101445330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SRZD1wjS8NI/AAAAAAAAAEw/77wJgmU3C18/s320/fall+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SRZEBIzElNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ekL_NSWu6Ko/s1600-h/fall+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266471600588625106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SRZEBIzElNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/ekL_NSWu6Ko/s320/fall+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SRZEx29J42I/AAAAAAAAAFI/fVzKDHhk5j8/s1600-h/fall+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266472437612667746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SRZEx29J42I/AAAAAAAAAFI/fVzKDHhk5j8/s320/fall+130.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/2282091418313415689-6299318523975264758?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6299318523975264758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=6299318523975264758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/6299318523975264758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/6299318523975264758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/11/pretending.html' title='Pretending'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SRZFDEGJ2JI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xxW231DZToQ/s72-c/fall+136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-8681747193407550757</id><published>2008-11-01T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:16:46.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treating Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SQzwX6V2wPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/lR0A-hgyvcI/s1600-h/fall+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263846358077849842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SQzwX6V2wPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/lR0A-hgyvcI/s320/fall+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SQzvNDe7rQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SknpwSrQoGs/s1600-h/fall+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263845072041651458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SQzvNDe7rQI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SknpwSrQoGs/s320/fall+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So we went to my friends Shannon's moms neighborhood for some trick or treating fun. Here are James, Maddie and Kyle beside a huge pumpkin. They had such a great time as well as the adults. The neighbors were more than generous with their candy. There were so many families out and lots of houses were decorated up so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263845815166216898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SQzv4T1oqsI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/JcNqNYQT8YY/s320/fall+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is me and mrs witch. She was very spooky and funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SQzwjpPYzLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qs-a1nEnwP4/s1600-h/fall+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263846559645748402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SQzwjpPYzLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qs-a1nEnwP4/s320/fall+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here comes Bumblebee to save the day!!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SQzw7HvRzrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mkR2Q7dqYAg/s1600-h/fall+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263846962969562802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SQzw7HvRzrI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mkR2Q7dqYAg/s320/fall+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kailey as a mermaid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-8681747193407550757?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/8681747193407550757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=8681747193407550757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/8681747193407550757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/8681747193407550757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/11/trick-or-treating-fun.html' title='Trick or Treating Fun!'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SQzwX6V2wPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/lR0A-hgyvcI/s72-c/fall+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-8056075100008777334</id><published>2008-10-07T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:08:31.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Kyle turned 5!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SOwVe4KBwII/AAAAAAAAAEA/T7mto-IhhjQ/s1600-h/DSC_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254598485449228418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SOwVe4KBwII/AAAAAAAAAEA/T7mto-IhhjQ/s320/DSC_0258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SOwUwKcYsXI/AAAAAAAAADw/MUgXmC9n-bo/s1600-h/DSC_0254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254597682904215922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SOwUwKcYsXI/AAAAAAAAADw/MUgXmC9n-bo/s320/DSC_0254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't believe my little boy is five today. It just seems like yesterday I was in the hospital ready to have him. Time goes by way to fast. He has grown into a wonderful little man full of life and energy. I have so many hopes and dreams for him. I told him on Sat. that I was sad that he was growing up and he looked at me and said "mom it will be ok" and he also informed me that since he was 5 I no longer needed to tell him what to do. I did not get this memo that he is know an adult, I guess he needs to go and get a job :) Anyway Happy Birthday my man!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254598077109846434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SOwVHG-VQaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/GqqRb5ustLg/s320/DSC_0250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254597240299196978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SOwUWZnIEjI/AAAAAAAAADo/JXnkVv0wegg/s320/DSC_0271.JPG" border="0" /&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/2282091418313415689-8056075100008777334?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/8056075100008777334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=8056075100008777334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/8056075100008777334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/8056075100008777334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/10/kyle-turned-5.html' title='Kyle turned 5!!!!'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SOwVe4KBwII/AAAAAAAAAEA/T7mto-IhhjQ/s72-c/DSC_0258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-6176727955293549383</id><published>2008-10-03T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:09:52.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aw Shucks</title><content type='html'>So today Kyle had his first field trip and it was to a pumpkin patch/corn maze.  We started off with a hayride and then went to find the perfect pie pumpkin, which Kyle asked was I going to make a pie, I think I just laughed and said huh?&lt;br /&gt;Next we went through the corn maze, this was very interesting.  It took us a little time to find out way out.  Kyle was scared at first but in the end he went through and had a good time. &lt;br /&gt;We then ate lunch and then went to the petting area. In this area there was a pretend cow that you could milk, Kyle milked that cow like a pro.  I was so proud :)   We had a great time and I have lots of pictures but for some reason I can't get them up :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-6176727955293549383?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6176727955293549383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=6176727955293549383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/6176727955293549383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/6176727955293549383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/10/aw-shucks.html' title='Aw Shucks'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-4105526062667967031</id><published>2008-09-20T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:42:50.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some thoughts</title><content type='html'>Well I don't really have much to write about but I felt the need to post something.  Kyle got a beta fish today.  It is a male and it red but he wanted to name it goldie.  Not sure why but it is his fish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyle is going to be 5 in two weeks and it's so hard to believe.  It just seems like yesterday I was in the hospital in labor and the doctor telling me he thought this baby was going to be 1olbs.  I was thinking holly cow.  I ended up having a C-section and he was only 8lbs 11onces. I love being a mom so much and I miss him being young.  Kailey is still young but for some reason it's not the same as your first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iam so ready to have a different job, not sure how much longer I can work with my current boss, I will continue to pray for her (she needs it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is all for now, hopefully my next post will be more exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-4105526062667967031?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4105526062667967031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=4105526062667967031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/4105526062667967031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/4105526062667967031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-some-thoughts.html' title='Just some thoughts'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-199615265036610417</id><published>2008-09-16T16:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T16:34:30.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>I just found out that my mother in law is getting married.  I don't know what else to say, I am in a lot of shock!!!!!!!!   It is sooooo weird.  It is a long story that I can't get into but it is just weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-199615265036610417?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/199615265036610417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=199615265036610417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/199615265036610417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/199615265036610417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/09/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-5029338146540128920</id><published>2008-09-12T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T16:35:36.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAS GAS GAS</title><content type='html'>Well I know it is no surprise to anyone that Gas is out the roof, I just wanted to post this so that I could remember this day.  Cars lined up into the road, places out of gas and gas at $4. 29. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CRAZY!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-5029338146540128920?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5029338146540128920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=5029338146540128920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/5029338146540128920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/5029338146540128920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/09/gas-gas-gas.html' title='GAS GAS GAS'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-1363976641901709894</id><published>2008-09-11T14:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:16:31.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day to remember</title><content type='html'>So has we all know today is September 11th.  It was 7 years today that our world changed forever.  I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing.  I was still in college and was going to a class when I passed by a tv and saw what was going on and there I sat for the next few hours, eyes glued. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today when I was driving into my neighborhood someone had hung two american flags on the neighborhood sign.  I almost had tears in my eyes.  I thought that who ever did that did a wonderful thing.  Anyways I just can't even imagine what those people went through.  I hope that we never go through anything like that again, the scary thing is that Iam afraid that one day my children may go through something like this because it seems this world is just becoming more scary everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-1363976641901709894?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/1363976641901709894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=1363976641901709894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/1363976641901709894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/1363976641901709894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-to-remember.html' title='A day to remember'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-9165280539621827303</id><published>2008-09-08T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T15:36:54.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little something fun from Faith</title><content type='html'>I was tagged for the first time by Faith with this "quirky" meme.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Link to the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;2. Mention the rules on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tell about six unspectacular quirks of yours.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag six fellow bloggers by linking them.&lt;br /&gt;5. Leave a comment on each of the six blogger’s blogs letting them know they’ve been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok here is goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I always park in the same place at target.  When I enter the parking lot I always have&lt;br /&gt;to park to the left at the door and near a buggy thing, so if I have the kids I don't have&lt;br /&gt;to walk a far way.  The other day I went with my husband and I told him he had to park&lt;br /&gt;in the spot I always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I always have to sleep on the right side of the bed when you are facing it.  When I sleep I have my leg bent and If I sleep on the other side then I have to turn and face into the other person&lt;br /&gt;and I don't like to face away from the person when I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When I go on vacation, I always always have to take my pillow.  I have done this ever since I was a little girl.  It just doesn't feel right not to have my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  My daughter never has been a day in her short life without a hair bow.  This is somthing Iam very funny about.  I do not like her hair to be in her face at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) When I go to the grocery store I have a certain order I go up and down the isles.  I don't like to do it anyother way because I might forget something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Everyday I have three websites that I must check  blogspot of course, people and myspace.  I wouldn't want to miss somthing important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Faith for my first tag.  It was soooo fun!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-9165280539621827303?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/9165280539621827303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=9165280539621827303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/9165280539621827303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/9165280539621827303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-something-fun-from-faith.html' title='A little something fun from Faith'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-3563392641139136989</id><published>2008-09-04T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:57:26.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone help</title><content type='html'>I tried to change my template and knowI can't get my layouts portion where I have my list of friends and the pictures I had before on the right side.  Iam very upset.  If someone can help please let me know.  I worked really hard on this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-3563392641139136989?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3563392641139136989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=3563392641139136989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/3563392641139136989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/3563392641139136989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/09/someone-help.html' title='Someone help'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-4537012804363621913</id><published>2008-09-04T22:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:23:24.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Faith</title><content type='html'>Thanks for this really cool site that lets you play around with words.  I can't get enough of it.  It is so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wordle.net/gallery/wrdl/163804/Untitled" title="Wordle: Untitled"&gt;&lt;img src="http://wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/163804/Untitled" style="padding:4px;border:1px solid #ddd" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I love  it so much but I do.  It seems very theraputic.  If you haven't tried it make sure to.   &lt;a href="http://www.wordle.net/create"&gt;www.wordle.net/create&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-4537012804363621913?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4537012804363621913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=4537012804363621913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/4537012804363621913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/4537012804363621913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-faith.html' title='Thanks Faith'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-5189986144440589816</id><published>2008-09-03T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:29:18.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY, WHY, WHY?</title><content type='html'>Why does life have to be so hard and unfair?  I don't understand.  I am having some major issues with one of my supervisors.  There was meeting between me and my supervisors that took place and what was told to me on that day is now being turned around and they are telling their boss a completly different story.  I just don't understand the need to lie.  I have worked at this job for 6 years and love what I do.  Thats what makes this so hard.  I want to leave beacuse  of my supervisor but I want to stay because of the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard for me to find a job with EC children beacuse  the degress and teaching license I have limits me. I love working with EC children and don't want to do anything else.  I just don't understand why this women is coming in trying to get people on her bad side.  I mean our center is not in the best standings right know due  to some things that have happended so why would you want to treat your employees like dirt.  She just wants control over everything.  Well anyway Iam just gonig to pray for her.  There must be a reason I am still here I just wish God would let me know already.  I don't know how much more I can take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-5189986144440589816?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/5189986144440589816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=5189986144440589816' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/5189986144440589816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/5189986144440589816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-why-why.html' title='WHY, WHY, WHY?'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-4198328350562563584</id><published>2008-08-31T16:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T16:31:34.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A (hot) day at the festival!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SLspSTID7VI/AAAAAAAAACo/SBMIUFdCMKw/s1600-h/Picture+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240827985724173650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SLspSTID7VI/AAAAAAAAACo/SBMIUFdCMKw/s320/Picture+197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the kids to Matthews Alive today. It was a great time other then the heat and the fact that I have a terrible cold. I really wanted the kids to get out of the house so I put on a happy face and off we went. I mean once you have kids it's not about you anymore lol. The kids are not bothered by the heat at all. Kyle rode rides and played games. Kailey rode the train with her brother and didn't even need her mommy or daddy to ride with her. She is growing up way to fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SLsopOmKzFI/AAAAAAAAACg/44c4r3ehWp0/s1600-h/Picture+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240827280133639250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SLsopOmKzFI/AAAAAAAAACg/44c4r3ehWp0/s320/Picture+196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I can't wait till the next festival which will be next weekend in Ashville.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-4198328350562563584?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/4198328350562563584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=4198328350562563584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/4198328350562563584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/4198328350562563584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/08/hot-day-at-festival.html' title='A (hot) day at the festival!'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SLspSTID7VI/AAAAAAAAACo/SBMIUFdCMKw/s72-c/Picture+197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-6207246560624605738</id><published>2008-08-25T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T16:34:19.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day of school for my school kids.  I only had 6 kids tomorrow I will have 8. It was not that bad of a day.  We had circle time and even made a school bus. The kids loved to paint, it was everywhere.  We got to work with the kids on feeding goals and self help skills.  Hopefully it will continue to be a succesfull year and not a stressfull year.  I will keep you guys up to date.  Oh one quick story about one of my little fellows.  I will call him D.  D was supposed to start back today but the bus took him to the wrong school and no one knew he was not one of their students.  Poor little fellow he was just going with the flow.  Everything got worked out and he will be with me tomorrow.  The bus and other school are at fault.  Iam just glad he was safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-6207246560624605738?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6207246560624605738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=6207246560624605738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/6207246560624605738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/6207246560624605738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-3547221235622127538</id><published>2008-08-19T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:28:53.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S OVER</title><content type='html'>My summer break that is.  I can't believe it's time  to go back to work already.  Today was my first day back, just getting my room ready for next week. I love what I do however I also love being at home with my kids and not getting into a rut.  I feel like when Iam working all my day it like is getting up, going to work, coming home and putting the kids to bed.  Somtimes I wish I could stay home with my kids and take care of them instead of taking care of other people's kids.  I do feel that this is my calling so I guess there is a reason we aren't rich.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-3547221235622127538?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/3547221235622127538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=3547221235622127538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/3547221235622127538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/3547221235622127538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-over.html' title='IT&apos;S OVER'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-6200411446638647536</id><published>2008-08-17T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T17:00:50.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Lazy 5 ranch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKi7Fc3fvrI/AAAAAAAAACI/DYMOfePTOsI/s1600-h/kyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKi7Fc3fvrI/AAAAAAAAACI/DYMOfePTOsI/s320/kyle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235640269140901554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKi6oz9qPHI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2XEZrtWexo/s1600-h/kailey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKi6oz9qPHI/AAAAAAAAACA/F2XEZrtWexo/s320/kailey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235639777124564082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKi5-YZ1R1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/cdPx0uzLKrE/s1600-h/Family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKi5-YZ1R1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/cdPx0uzLKrE/s320/Family.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235639048172029778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a little family trip to Lazy 5 ranch on Friday.  If you have never been before I highly recomend it.  It is so much fun and the kids love it to!  There are so many animals around the wagon, your not sure which one to feed first.  This was Kailey's first time and she loved it.  She really loved feeding the animals or should I say throwing the feed on the ground.  &lt;br /&gt;Kyle loves, loves, loves, animals and was so excited. Everytime we saw an animal he would get so loud and excited.  He kept saying hear birdie or hear little goat.  Like they would just say ok here we come.  Anyway it was so much fun can't wait to go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-6200411446638647536?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/6200411446638647536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=6200411446638647536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/6200411446638647536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/6200411446638647536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/08/lazy-5-ranch.html' title='Lazy 5 ranch'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKi7Fc3fvrI/AAAAAAAAACI/DYMOfePTOsI/s72-c/kyle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-7016712038257625576</id><published>2008-08-14T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T16:10:42.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><title type='text'>A day at the park!</title><content type='html'>So we went to the park the other day with Shannon, James and Maddison.  It was so beautiful, the wind was blowing just a tad, the sun was shinning and the hummity was down.  The kids were having a blast running after each other and playing in the dirt.  Who knew we would go to the park just to play in tones of sand, gravel and rocks.  They had the best time.  It's funny the things that can keep kids busy for hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-7016712038257625576?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7016712038257625576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=7016712038257625576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/7016712038257625576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/7016712038257625576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-at-park.html' title='A day at the park!'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-7865996549172891100</id><published>2008-08-11T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T18:15:36.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>Open House</title><content type='html'>So Kyle will be starting T-K at Hickory Grove Christian School and Iam very excited.  We went tonight for open house.  Love his teacher Mrs. Bradley, you can tell she really loves  what she does.  Kyle was not very excited, but once he saw all the fun things to do I think he liked it a little better.  It was a hard choice for me to leave him out of kindergarten this year but I feel I made the right choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-7865996549172891100?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/7865996549172891100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=7865996549172891100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/7865996549172891100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/7865996549172891100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/08/open-house.html' title='Open House'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282091418313415689.post-968820897535287193</id><published>2008-08-07T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:36:56.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First blog</title><content type='html'>8/8/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is my first time blogging and the funny thing is no one knows I started this so there is no one to read it.  Hopefully someone will read it soon if not I will just do them for myself to help relieve some stress.  I learned about all this in my sunday school class.  It is fun to read some of the other girls in my class to see what is going on in their lives.  Hopefully I will not get to consumed in life and will continue to blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282091418313415689-968820897535287193?l=kylekailey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/feeds/968820897535287193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282091418313415689&amp;postID=968820897535287193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/968820897535287193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282091418313415689/posts/default/968820897535287193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kylekailey.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-blog.html' title='First blog'/><author><name>mommieof2</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05380690210675334229</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_jrUn5_e6c/SKDg3Y2R2wI/AAAAAAAAAAc/EJuTaS6ji8c/s1600-R/Picture%2B074.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
