<?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-3690855464523233118</id><updated>2012-01-26T20:35:36.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyndsie's Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Lyndsie's Life And all that
                          goes with it</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-6609943762904018772</id><published>2011-12-27T22:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T23:27:02.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joslynns 5!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joslynn turned 5 today. Its hard for me to believe but at the same time she is SO tall she looks way older than even 5. I still can't get over how fast they grow up! Phil took the day off (besides a meeting he had to go to at 2) and we started out with breakfast at McDonalds. Then we went to Nickle Cade which was a BLAST! Even Mommy Daddy and Tristan had fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buH4dotYvcs/Tvq9As_l-FI/AAAAAAAABLc/bgbAvEJArEg/s1600/100_3184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691068898911582290" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buH4dotYvcs/Tvq9As_l-FI/AAAAAAAABLc/bgbAvEJArEg/s320/100_3184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are so lucky to have this spunky girl in our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zWuAqjm9-QQ/TvrCMDT-MDI/AAAAAAAABOY/04kWt0oX7dk/s1600/100_3183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691074591439335474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zWuAqjm9-QQ/TvrCMDT-MDI/AAAAAAAABOY/04kWt0oX7dk/s320/100_3183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R7xYsHZQqCI/Tvq9AbsLTCI/AAAAAAAABLQ/CKfxEn7B44I/s1600/100_3181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691068894266739746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R7xYsHZQqCI/Tvq9AbsLTCI/AAAAAAAABLQ/CKfxEn7B44I/s320/100_3181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Phil had a work meeting so we stopped and got Sonic Blasts for lunch and came home to put Tristan down for a nap while phil went to his meeting. After that we met all of our family at Applebees (Upon Joslynns request! Thanks all for coming on such short notice she loved every second!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1QMyhHx4LG8/Tvq-Lsx_pdI/AAAAAAAABNo/-nT5HgzMqDo/s1600/100_3203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691070187344733650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1QMyhHx4LG8/Tvq-Lsx_pdI/AAAAAAAABNo/-nT5HgzMqDo/s320/100_3203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma and Grandpa Despain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DD6EMB6NrL4/Tvq-LLaXGwI/AAAAAAAABNc/zHX5Kesfqg0/s1600/100_3201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691070178387237634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DD6EMB6NrL4/Tvq-LLaXGwI/AAAAAAAABNc/zHX5Kesfqg0/s320/100_3201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Jim Mammah Dawn and Aunt Jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-amXOP4Iw0Js/TvrCL3Qi8sI/AAAAAAAABOM/pd9-y4GcbNA/s1600/100_3200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691074588203741890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-amXOP4Iw0Js/TvrCL3Qi8sI/AAAAAAAABOM/pd9-y4GcbNA/s320/100_3200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Uncle Shawn and Alex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MFC0_FuwA64/Tvq9BlZ5amI/AAAAAAAABLo/iHPxiXpErvk/s1600/100_3186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691068914054294114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MFC0_FuwA64/Tvq9BlZ5amI/AAAAAAAABLo/iHPxiXpErvk/s320/100_3186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Heidi and the Birthday Girl herself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aB5G4BAfAbA/Tvq9DARue9I/AAAAAAAABMA/lX73DC8SZhQ/s1600/100_3202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691068938447649746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aB5G4BAfAbA/Tvq9DARue9I/AAAAAAAABMA/lX73DC8SZhQ/s320/100_3202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QNRepyISWkQ/TvrCLG2vPSI/AAAAAAAABOA/Y0wlkBU-WCc/s1600/100_3197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691074575210593570" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QNRepyISWkQ/TvrCLG2vPSI/AAAAAAAABOA/Y0wlkBU-WCc/s320/100_3197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My CRAZY ADORABLE girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2HI-mSQIZ9M/TvrCK_G9bNI/AAAAAAAABN0/GLkWEFXNuxU/s1600/100_3194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691074573131148498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2HI-mSQIZ9M/TvrCK_G9bNI/AAAAAAAABN0/GLkWEFXNuxU/s320/100_3194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-etsq1aR-dik/Tvq9B29Rb7I/AAAAAAAABL4/VwXrEUAr8Kg/s1600/100_3196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691068918766071730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-etsq1aR-dik/Tvq9B29Rb7I/AAAAAAAABL4/VwXrEUAr8Kg/s320/100_3196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joshy Uncle Mikey Jackson and Aunt Manda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then it was back to Grandmas for presents cake and ice cream!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SuWlQfPQro/Tvq9rwgo-bI/AAAAAAAABM0/7Rkmtllu0H8/s1600/100_3209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691069638589872562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SuWlQfPQro/Tvq9rwgo-bI/AAAAAAAABM0/7Rkmtllu0H8/s320/100_3209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mtTY6U8xLYM/Tvq9rBemFGI/AAAAAAAABMo/UsCUce8aLWA/s1600/100_3211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691069625964827746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mtTY6U8xLYM/Tvq9rBemFGI/AAAAAAAABMo/UsCUce8aLWA/s320/100_3211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7mhTAI7M0Gk/Tvq9qzxa_dI/AAAAAAAABMc/LlcLJE0wDak/s1600/100_3216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691069622285696466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7mhTAI7M0Gk/Tvq9qzxa_dI/AAAAAAAABMc/LlcLJE0wDak/s320/100_3216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NO4pr1uJGIY/Tvq9qUqXF8I/AAAAAAAABMQ/_cmrQgQzdyw/s1600/100_3217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691069613934581698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NO4pr1uJGIY/Tvq9qUqXF8I/AAAAAAAABMQ/_cmrQgQzdyw/s320/100_3217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pz3rPmY--5Y/Tvq9sWG08lI/AAAAAAAABNA/7EvZb4oVNDQ/s1600/100_3206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691069648682152530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pz3rPmY--5Y/Tvq9sWG08lI/AAAAAAAABNA/7EvZb4oVNDQ/s320/100_3206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to my dad whos birthday is the day after Joslynns for sharing her party and letting her have her Strawberry Shortcake cake! What a good grandpa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOS! WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-6609943762904018772?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6609943762904018772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6609943762904018772' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6609943762904018772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6609943762904018772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/12/joslynns-5.html' title='Joslynns 5!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buH4dotYvcs/Tvq9As_l-FI/AAAAAAAABLc/bgbAvEJArEg/s72-c/100_3184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-8719993512841780203</id><published>2011-12-27T22:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T22:46:56.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Christmas this year was a blast. A big CRAZY blast. We had the girls this year which was exciting because Tristan actually knew what was going on this year. We ALL got spoiled rotten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jCgJ7xkWZxY/Tvq390dDcRI/AAAAAAAABJ4/hFXKW1qF9RM/s1600/DSC_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691063351816450322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jCgJ7xkWZxY/Tvq390dDcRI/AAAAAAAABJ4/hFXKW1qF9RM/s320/DSC_0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWxImzRJ0rM/Tvq3_ZPFVuI/AAAAAAAABKg/Kdl--CHbedA/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691063378869835490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWxImzRJ0rM/Tvq3_ZPFVuI/AAAAAAAABKg/Kdl--CHbedA/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DD7i9nra3QA/Tvq3_CzoAKI/AAAAAAAABKQ/dFXucWzYQCE/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691063372849086626" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DD7i9nra3QA/Tvq3_CzoAKI/AAAAAAAABKQ/dFXucWzYQCE/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_NikpILXEc/Tvq3-A2T2rI/AAAAAAAABKI/vqD_eWbZVkY/s1600/DSC_0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691063355143609010" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_NikpILXEc/Tvq3-A2T2rI/AAAAAAAABKI/vqD_eWbZVkY/s320/DSC_0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan actually opened a few of his presents....But then.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aPaT3u-FxIY/Tvq4AfZp9GI/AAAAAAAABKo/1X8l4KBIXcQ/s1600/DSC_0095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691063397704660066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aPaT3u-FxIY/Tvq4AfZp9GI/AAAAAAAABKo/1X8l4KBIXcQ/s320/DSC_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided it was funner to sit on them than actually open them. Silly boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHyClXKrKtU/Tvq4wggpSnI/AAAAAAAABK4/RYQ7chqAA0Y/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691064222636132978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHyClXKrKtU/Tvq4wggpSnI/AAAAAAAABK4/RYQ7chqAA0Y/s320/DSC_0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls in their new Christmasy church outfits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Church was at 9 for us so we decided in order to not feel rushed we would wake the kids up at 6. Boy was it a LONG day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lksR01qNoko/Tvq4w-s02oI/AAAAAAAABLE/ijDjxmzd5GU/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691064230740286082" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lksR01qNoko/Tvq4w-s02oI/AAAAAAAABLE/ijDjxmzd5GU/s320/DSC_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan crashed the second we got home from church. LOVE that cute butt!&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;Hope everyone had a GREAT Christmas! Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHyClXKrKtU/Tvq4wggpSnI/AAAAAAAABK4/RYQ7chqAA0Y/s1600/DSC_0105.JPG"&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/3690855464523233118-8719993512841780203?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8719993512841780203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=8719993512841780203' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8719993512841780203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8719993512841780203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jCgJ7xkWZxY/Tvq390dDcRI/AAAAAAAABJ4/hFXKW1qF9RM/s72-c/DSC_0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2016085980958126055</id><published>2011-12-05T20:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T21:12:29.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Traditions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I LOVE traditions. Since the girls don't have a lot of stability around the holidays with switching off between me and their Dad I wanted to start some fun traditions that they could count on every year. So we started the tradition of letting the kids pick a new ornament every year to put on the tree. I love it because it helps me remember what they were into the years before. Then when they get married they can take them with to put on their tree. We also started the tradition of letting them pick the wrapping paper that their gifts are wrapped in each year. They really seem to enjoy picking it out every year and it makes it fun on Christmas morning. They know exactly whose presents are whose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JrmJ4qgqH8/Tt2f-4EAb9I/AAAAAAAABJs/iKpz9-qbDmA/s1600/wrapping%2Bpaper%2Band%2Bornaments.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JrmJ4qgqH8/Tt2f-4EAb9I/AAAAAAAABJs/iKpz9-qbDmA/s320/wrapping%2Bpaper%2Band%2Bornaments.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682874207361331154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby picked a Glee ornament and Justin Bieber wrapping paper. (apparently she thinks he's cute)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joslynn picked a Dora ornament and Tinker Bell wrapping paper. (She has loved Tinker Bell since she was little)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tristan picked a thomas (Choo choo) ornament and Buzz wrapping paper (His 2 obsessions this year)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-2016085980958126055?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2016085980958126055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2016085980958126055' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2016085980958126055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2016085980958126055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/12/traditions.html' title='Traditions'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1JrmJ4qgqH8/Tt2f-4EAb9I/AAAAAAAABJs/iKpz9-qbDmA/s72-c/wrapping%2Bpaper%2Band%2Bornaments.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2039492559370781261</id><published>2011-12-05T20:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T20:52:53.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorating the tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The kids LOVED decorating the tree this year. Tristan enjoyed it the most though. He loved putting the ornaments on and then running over to me to get another one. Then he would take them off and move it. We had so much fun. I love how the kids are getting old enough to enjoy fun traditions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38C-MYSM8Ss/Tt2ej3kj3HI/AAAAAAAABJc/1o5K4LIbJZM/s1600/christmas%2Btree%2B5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38C-MYSM8Ss/Tt2ej3kj3HI/AAAAAAAABJc/1o5K4LIbJZM/s320/christmas%2Btree%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682872643861339250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2HDfYZYBMAI/Tt2ej7NfASI/AAAAAAAABJU/bB-9O6yyX30/s1600/christmas%2Btree%2B4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2HDfYZYBMAI/Tt2ej7NfASI/AAAAAAAABJU/bB-9O6yyX30/s320/christmas%2Btree%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682872644838293794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_0jw53YUzXM/Tt2ejSMRrVI/AAAAAAAABJM/9mQUv3kmAY8/s1600/christmas%2Btree%2B3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_0jw53YUzXM/Tt2ejSMRrVI/AAAAAAAABJM/9mQUv3kmAY8/s320/christmas%2Btree%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682872633827372370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-INXb1coE5iA/Tt2ejGwgRyI/AAAAAAAABI4/T66tQKKhyv0/s1600/christmas%2Btree%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-INXb1coE5iA/Tt2ejGwgRyI/AAAAAAAABI4/T66tQKKhyv0/s320/christmas%2Btree%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682872630758098722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd71ifLN0Ro/Tt2ei2vnANI/AAAAAAAABIw/sCjLT5kjcjc/s1600/christmas%2Btree%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kd71ifLN0Ro/Tt2ei2vnANI/AAAAAAAABIw/sCjLT5kjcjc/s320/christmas%2Btree%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682872626459377874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-2039492559370781261?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2039492559370781261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2039492559370781261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2039492559370781261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2039492559370781261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/12/decorating-tree.html' title='Decorating the tree'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-38C-MYSM8Ss/Tt2ej3kj3HI/AAAAAAAABJc/1o5K4LIbJZM/s72-c/christmas%2Btree%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-7354006250800337787</id><published>2011-11-16T10:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T12:23:21.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>North Pole breakfast</title><content type='html'>Most of you have probably heard of Elf on the shelf. For those of you who havent it is an elf that sits on the shelf and every night goes to tell santa if the kids were good that day. Well years ago when Abby was a sunbeam her primary president gave us a little elf to sit on the shelf. I don't know how the new elf on the shelf works but with our elf every night she goes and tells santa if they were good and then the next morning she is in a different place. The kids love waking up and finding where she is watching them from that day. On Pinterest I found a lady who had made a north pole breakfast to introduce the elf on the shelf to her kids. Even though our kids know our elf and have for years I decided it would be fun to do kind of the same thing. I had planned it for after Thanksgiving but the girls have been...well lets just say it flat out naughty lately so we decided elf would come early this year. I went to the dollar store and got a cute table cloth, some decorations and some cute hot chocolate mugs along with some warm socks (from Roudolph to keep their toes warm while eating their north pole breakfast :)) Anyway Elf brought snow covered dounuts (Powdered) and hot chocolate to go in their mugs. Santa also wrote them a little note reminding them to be good. They had a ton of fun with it but I think Abby may be getting too old. :( I can't pull things over on her as well anymore. She notices everything like the way Santas marker was running out the same way ours does...Anyway we had fun and they have been little angels ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SStxaZCiJ5Q/TsQYwbR-oxI/AAAAAAAABIk/btU4C-JEVmY/s1600/North%2BPole%2Bbreakfast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675688650629620498" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SStxaZCiJ5Q/TsQYwbR-oxI/AAAAAAAABIk/btU4C-JEVmY/s320/North%2BPole%2Bbreakfast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2pX9ZfCFU0A/TsQYnGxry_I/AAAAAAAABIY/-cSjkIA0EZY/s1600/North%2BPole%2Bbrekafast%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675688490506636274" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2pX9ZfCFU0A/TsQYnGxry_I/AAAAAAAABIY/-cSjkIA0EZY/s320/North%2BPole%2Bbrekafast%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-7354006250800337787?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7354006250800337787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=7354006250800337787' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7354006250800337787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7354006250800337787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/11/north-pole-breakfast.html' title='North Pole breakfast'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SStxaZCiJ5Q/TsQYwbR-oxI/AAAAAAAABIk/btU4C-JEVmY/s72-c/North%2BPole%2Bbreakfast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-4340053093576866175</id><published>2011-11-10T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T20:38:45.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Halloween was so much fun this year! Trick or treating was by far my favorite part. Before we left we made sure to remind the girls to say thank you. Abby was shy and would politely and quietly say thank you at each house. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Joslynn&lt;/span&gt; was well...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Joslynn&lt;/span&gt;. She is such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sweety&lt;/span&gt; and would say thank you as loudly as she could followed by HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! If the person giving out candy did not acknowledge that she had said it she would keep repeating it loudly until they did. Tristan was SO fun this year! He caught on quite quickly and actually learned to say Trick or treat while we were out. He would go up and grab a handful of candy. We would say no no just take one and they would say oh he can have as much as he wants! He would stand there waving bye bye and blowing kisses until we dragged him away. If we were taking too long talking to neighbors &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;inbetween&lt;/span&gt; houses he would grab our hand and pull us along. Such cute kids!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cY8XMjHkEDY/Tryi9odi9wI/AAAAAAAABIM/nCwLqOg5J3w/s1600/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673588810297046786" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cY8XMjHkEDY/Tryi9odi9wI/AAAAAAAABIM/nCwLqOg5J3w/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Joslynn&lt;/span&gt; was Tinkerbell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IIAWBPeY1QA/Tryi9ZjXyHI/AAAAAAAABIA/ESaueMYNnxI/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673588806294947954" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IIAWBPeY1QA/Tryi9ZjXyHI/AAAAAAAABIA/ESaueMYNnxI/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby was a scary vampire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B5ok_wg77bQ/Tryhm-d5oxI/AAAAAAAABHw/ilR1-Og24t0/s1600/DSC_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673587321555493650" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B5ok_wg77bQ/Tryhm-d5oxI/AAAAAAAABHw/ilR1-Og24t0/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan was a bum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MeL9aJkx138/Tryhl4b1qVI/AAAAAAAABHk/L0qBTq57K7k/s1600/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673587302756362578" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MeL9aJkx138/Tryhl4b1qVI/AAAAAAAABHk/L0qBTq57K7k/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a cute bum too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKWKCmNi7X4/TryhlmJsKeI/AAAAAAAABHY/yHEHxLSNo3w/s1600/DSC_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673587297848404450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WKWKCmNi7X4/TryhlmJsKeI/AAAAAAAABHY/yHEHxLSNo3w/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cute kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qo34YT_4mAY/Tryhk7sJCtI/AAAAAAAABHQ/-YxFKKfPQIY/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673587286450178770" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qo34YT_4mAY/Tryhk7sJCtI/AAAAAAAABHQ/-YxFKKfPQIY/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tinkerbell&lt;/span&gt; around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-QamZ_D5u0/Tryhkh3DFjI/AAAAAAAABHA/OoJAFH820eI/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673587279516603954" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j-QamZ_D5u0/Tryhkh3DFjI/AAAAAAAABHA/OoJAFH820eI/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a cute scary vampire &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;Hope everyone had a great Hallowen! We are so excited for Thanksgiving and then CHRISTMAS!!! HOORAY!!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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/3690855464523233118-4340053093576866175?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4340053093576866175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=4340053093576866175' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/4340053093576866175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/4340053093576866175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cY8XMjHkEDY/Tryi9odi9wI/AAAAAAAABIM/nCwLqOg5J3w/s72-c/DSC_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-6355248398882163516</id><published>2011-10-11T22:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T22:39:17.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-er4NYLmqv8M/TpUnzW7AEzI/AAAAAAAABG0/_QoS3DYxmJY/s1600/Im%2Ba%2Bboy%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662475869768127282" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-er4NYLmqv8M/TpUnzW7AEzI/AAAAAAAABG0/_QoS3DYxmJY/s320/Im%2Ba%2Bboy%2521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOY!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he was NOT shy! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-6355248398882163516?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6355248398882163516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6355248398882163516' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6355248398882163516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6355248398882163516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/10/its.html' title='It&apos;s a.....'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-er4NYLmqv8M/TpUnzW7AEzI/AAAAAAAABG0/_QoS3DYxmJY/s72-c/Im%2Ba%2Bboy%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-5471504921914954805</id><published>2011-09-26T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T12:14:09.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The "official" announcement!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So here it is the "official" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;announcement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--zG0cWgsJ-s/ToDOPxJlM5I/AAAAAAAABGk/Hq6og9LIQmQ/s1600/baby%2B13%2Bwks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656747902264226706" style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--zG0cWgsJ-s/ToDOPxJlM5I/AAAAAAAABGk/Hq6og9LIQmQ/s320/baby%2B13%2Bwks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm pregnant!!!! We are due on April 1st :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;This Little one has given us a run for our money but is a true fighter! After 10 weeks of on and off bleeding we were in the clear. This one stuck! We were SO EXCITED! after everything we have been through we are so blessed to still have this little one holding on! But Saturday at 13 weeks I started bleeding pretty heavily. We went to the ER and they found that the placenta had started to detach from the uterin wall. It can heal with strict bedrest and no lifting but it can also continue to pull away. If it were to become completely detached it is life threatening to not only the baby but to me as well. I will have an ultra sound weekly to make sure it is healing and not getting worse, until it heals I am on bedrest. We appreciate all the prayers we can get and are so thankful for our friends and family and all of their support! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-5471504921914954805?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5471504921914954805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=5471504921914954805' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/5471504921914954805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/5471504921914954805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/09/official-announcement.html' title='The &quot;official&quot; announcement!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--zG0cWgsJ-s/ToDOPxJlM5I/AAAAAAAABGk/Hq6og9LIQmQ/s72-c/baby%2B13%2Bwks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-3559038768644194672</id><published>2011-09-01T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T18:22:15.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st grader</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xlMBghJI19s/TmAtNq1ZIWI/AAAAAAAABGc/ViFfTSFDP6M/s1600/Abby%2B1st%2Bgrade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647563645582385506" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xlMBghJI19s/TmAtNq1ZIWI/AAAAAAAABGc/ViFfTSFDP6M/s320/Abby%2B1st%2Bgrade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby started 1st grade on the 22nd. I thought she would love it like she did Kindergarten but NOPE!!! NOT AT ALL! She HATES it! We had to start a happy chart because I couldn't handle the kicking and screaming every morning. I couldnt handle leaving her crying at school or the nights crying when she realised she has to go to school when she wakes up. I am hoping it gets better. She really did LOVE Kindergarten. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-3559038768644194672?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3559038768644194672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=3559038768644194672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3559038768644194672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3559038768644194672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-1st-grader.html' title='My 1st grader'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xlMBghJI19s/TmAtNq1ZIWI/AAAAAAAABGc/ViFfTSFDP6M/s72-c/Abby%2B1st%2Bgrade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-4445184957135510309</id><published>2011-06-17T15:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T15:33:54.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY first car!</title><content type='html'>After over 7 years of being carless I officially have my very first car! Phil bought this for me and then surprised me by bringing it home without me knowing! I am so excited and I LOVE it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks babe! You get the best husband ever award!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eNwuKsXRAMs/TfvUS45M-iI/AAAAAAAABGA/loxfulTM_vc/s1600/lyns%2Bcar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619318381049870882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eNwuKsXRAMs/TfvUS45M-iI/AAAAAAAABGA/loxfulTM_vc/s320/lyns%2Bcar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fxACzFWl1ek/TfvUStr6V-I/AAAAAAAABF4/KdchAGat3zo/s1600/lyns%2Bcar%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619318378041333730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fxACzFWl1ek/TfvUStr6V-I/AAAAAAAABF4/KdchAGat3zo/s320/lyns%2Bcar%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Zk-FO_1JDY/TfvUTZNITeI/AAAAAAAABGI/-NNHYJlSNKc/s1600/lyns%2Bcar%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619318389723385314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2Zk-FO_1JDY/TfvUTZNITeI/AAAAAAAABGI/-NNHYJlSNKc/s320/lyns%2Bcar%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-4445184957135510309?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4445184957135510309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=4445184957135510309' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/4445184957135510309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/4445184957135510309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-first-car.html' title='MY first car!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eNwuKsXRAMs/TfvUS45M-iI/AAAAAAAABGA/loxfulTM_vc/s72-c/lyns%2Bcar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-6342016726864658168</id><published>2011-06-17T15:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T15:36:26.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbys kindergarten graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-euas__YM-58/TfvSoN8EKdI/AAAAAAAABFw/H0yqyRGBOvI/s1600/DSC_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619316548453018066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-euas__YM-58/TfvSoN8EKdI/AAAAAAAABFw/H0yqyRGBOvI/s320/DSC_0677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby and her teacher Mrs. Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6JYFr_u1f_U/TfvSjlj7jGI/AAAAAAAABFo/LU2Xxz3vTyY/s1600/DSC_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619316468894895202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6JYFr_u1f_U/TfvSjlj7jGI/AAAAAAAABFo/LU2Xxz3vTyY/s320/DSC_0671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SoCe5tXem2M/TfvSjEXbDCI/AAAAAAAABFg/sqBAfJnaQWI/s1600/DSC_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619316459984063522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SoCe5tXem2M/TfvSjEXbDCI/AAAAAAAABFg/sqBAfJnaQWI/s320/DSC_0670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abby with Me and Daddy Phil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D6PQ_Xh8xnI/TfvRUit3WlI/AAAAAAAABFQ/F-H8_Rdlvak/s1600/DSC_0666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619315110921591378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D6PQ_Xh8xnI/TfvRUit3WlI/AAAAAAAABFQ/F-H8_Rdlvak/s320/DSC_0666.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby with her daddy Randy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppvH-QWu4os/TfvRUKm7L7I/AAAAAAAABFI/-X9-Wp6-p7I/s1600/DSC_0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619315104450031538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppvH-QWu4os/TfvRUKm7L7I/AAAAAAAABFI/-X9-Wp6-p7I/s320/DSC_0664.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby getting congratulated by her sis and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-neJD7vf9DBw/TfvRTgq1OII/AAAAAAAABFA/-x5K2glmsSk/s1600/DSC_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619315093192128642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-neJD7vf9DBw/TfvRTgq1OII/AAAAAAAABFA/-x5K2glmsSk/s320/DSC_0662.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little graduate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-osuFz8jZEKY/TfvRTJAvMkI/AAAAAAAABE4/q9WFyf1KR9Y/s1600/DSC_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619315086841557570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-osuFz8jZEKY/TfvRTJAvMkI/AAAAAAAABE4/q9WFyf1KR9Y/s320/DSC_0660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby after getting her diploma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-hqEhPKbDk/TfvRShPstWI/AAAAAAAABEw/IMd33IDNuKc/s1600/DSC_0659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619315076166890850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4-hqEhPKbDk/TfvRShPstWI/AAAAAAAABEw/IMd33IDNuKc/s320/DSC_0659.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby getting her hat&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so proud of our little straight A girl! (Technically she got straight 4s)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-6342016726864658168?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6342016726864658168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6342016726864658168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6342016726864658168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6342016726864658168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/06/abbys-kindergarten-graduation.html' title='Abbys kindergarten graduation'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-euas__YM-58/TfvSoN8EKdI/AAAAAAAABFw/H0yqyRGBOvI/s72-c/DSC_0677.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2539279794723283432</id><published>2011-05-25T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T10:39:55.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Abby</title><content type='html'>I thought we were doing a good job of hiding what has been going on over this past year from the kids. Abby especially. She is so kind hearted and cries everytime she watches toy story 3. When the bear is mean to the baby she bawls and hugs Tristan saying I wont let anyone be mean to you! It hits you in the chest and is one of those moments where I am proud to be a Mom. Ever since we had Tristan the girls have been asking for another brother. Not another sister, another brother because it wouldn't be fair to have another sister. Then Tristan would be the only brother and thats not fair. (Abbys words) Anyway this morning Abby was getting dressed for school. Joslynn had followed her into her room and was playing with a doll. I was getting their hair stuff out in the bathroom close by to do their hair. Their conversation had me completely still listening closely. Joslynn said to Abby "Abby I want another brother. Do you want a brother or a sister?" Abby was quiet for a second but when she answered she was completely serious. "Jos lets talk, come sit by me." There was a rustle (I asume she went and sat by her) and Abby continued. "Jos, lets not ask mommy for another brother ok?" Joslynn asked right away, "Why Abby? Do you want a sister?" Abby was still very serious and her next words had my knees giving out and me plopping on the bathroom floor. "I want another brother Jos, but right now Mommy is sad. Her babies keep dying in her tummy and it makes her cry. I don't want Mommy to cry anymore Jos. So lets not ask her for a brother ok?" I thought we had been hiding things very well from Abby. But I guess I keep forgetting how smart she is. I thought we were protecting her from the heartache we have been going through but in the end she is the one trying to protect me. Just another one of those moments when you are beyond proud to be called mommy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-2539279794723283432?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2539279794723283432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2539279794723283432' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2539279794723283432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2539279794723283432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-abby.html' title='My Abby'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-104040573306432860</id><published>2011-05-25T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T10:20:13.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristan is officially walking! FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>Tristan is now full out walking! He has been teasing us for quite some time, taking steps here and ther but always ending up crawling in the end. But now he is a walking machine. He knows how big he is to becuase he will start crawling and I will say Walk Tristan and he will get up and start walking and be laughing and smiling the whole time. It is so cute. I was afraid he would get into more stuff with him being able to walk (If that were possible! This kid is into EVERYTHING!) But it hasn't been too bad. Abby is very pretective of him and would walk around with her hands out catching him everytime he fell. I told her to let him be. Falling was part of him learning to walk. She looked at me like I was a horrible person and said you just want me to let him fall? I said yeah we let you fall when you were learning to walk. She got this horrified look on her face and walked away. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-104040573306432860?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/104040573306432860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=104040573306432860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/104040573306432860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/104040573306432860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/05/tristan-is-officially-walking-finally.html' title='Tristan is officially walking! FINALLY!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-5420834938666703075</id><published>2011-05-17T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T19:15:34.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOUSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 bedroom 2 bath split entry in Clinton Ut. Only 10 minutes from Phils work and 42 minutes from family. The girls bedrooms are down stairs along with a laundry room and family room their own bathroom and another unfinished bedroom. Upstairs there is the living room, kitchen, another bathroom, Phil and I's room and Tristans room. We are SO excited and even though we have only been here since Saturday we absolutely love it and living in a neighborhood! We are going to get fat with all of the goodies the neighbors are bringing us. The streets are swarming with kids for the girls to play with and we were met by the several men from our new ward to help us move in. All of these are firsts for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house didn't need a ton of work but we did spend the weekend pulling down wall paper in the girl's rooms and painting to make it our own. I am exhausted from that and unpacking but it has been so fun to decorate and the girls LOVE having a backyard and their own rooms. So here are the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2r0_VCPx0A8/TdMlJHMiaEI/AAAAAAAABEc/zpXMNRnhYuA/s1600/Tristans%2Broom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607866799487084610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2r0_VCPx0A8/TdMlJHMiaEI/AAAAAAAABEc/zpXMNRnhYuA/s320/Tristans%2Broom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristans room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZUJje4d8vs/TdMlI9KSNiI/AAAAAAAABEU/9566MpYaXmk/s1600/The%2Bgirls%2Bbathroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607866796793280034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZUJje4d8vs/TdMlI9KSNiI/AAAAAAAABEU/9566MpYaXmk/s320/The%2Bgirls%2Bbathroom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls bathroom downstairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdU4tc0m-yc/TdMk9NJtTuI/AAAAAAAABEM/fHKgS8TPVr4/s1600/Our%2Bbedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607866594927398626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdU4tc0m-yc/TdMk9NJtTuI/AAAAAAAABEM/fHKgS8TPVr4/s320/Our%2Bbedroom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil and I's room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IwAvqAk6nlQ/TdMk8prV16I/AAAAAAAABEE/eMoGfaOVTP0/s1600/our%2Bbathroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607866585404790690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IwAvqAk6nlQ/TdMk8prV16I/AAAAAAAABEE/eMoGfaOVTP0/s320/our%2Bbathroom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The upstairs bathrooom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXhwit7Jyhc/TdMo0_1fZZI/AAAAAAAABEk/ekEabG1QkC0/s1600/Joslynns%2Broom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607870851960497554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QXhwit7Jyhc/TdMo0_1fZZI/AAAAAAAABEk/ekEabG1QkC0/s320/Joslynns%2Broom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joslynns TinkerBell room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HHeixX-A7z8/TdMk8Xll7cI/AAAAAAAABD8/ukcxpuxivnk/s1600/Living%2Broom%2Band%2Bkitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607866580548840898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HHeixX-A7z8/TdMk8Xll7cI/AAAAAAAABD8/ukcxpuxivnk/s320/Living%2Broom%2Band%2Bkitchen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living room/kitchen area&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FET7gzz7oiI/TdMk8dJS5qI/AAAAAAAABD0/CxrFD2BdGOQ/s1600/Living%2Broom%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607866582040766114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FET7gzz7oiI/TdMk8dJS5qI/AAAAAAAABD0/CxrFD2BdGOQ/s320/Living%2Broom%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IkV5HKZp_8/TdMk8OSLiVI/AAAAAAAABDs/8SZe8_6qTeo/s1600/Living%2Broom%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607866578051500370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6IkV5HKZp_8/TdMk8OSLiVI/AAAAAAAABDs/8SZe8_6qTeo/s320/Living%2Broom%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1nQe_sxvCI/TdMkpjnIamI/AAAAAAAABDk/kspl4WvRb2g/s1600/Kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607866257359006306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d1nQe_sxvCI/TdMkpjnIamI/AAAAAAAABDk/kspl4WvRb2g/s320/Kitchen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aqSw8olMGVk/TdMkpuIXjxI/AAAAAAAABDc/1tWS5AoU9os/s1600/Kitchen%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607866260182765330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aqSw8olMGVk/TdMkpuIXjxI/AAAAAAAABDc/1tWS5AoU9os/s320/Kitchen%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PcoJDM3GkC0/TdMkpKENjyI/AAAAAAAABDU/CuSu5xTL1Ek/s1600/Kitchen%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607866250501656354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PcoJDM3GkC0/TdMkpKENjyI/AAAAAAAABDU/CuSu5xTL1Ek/s320/Kitchen%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVmZDxyAMms/TdMkpJty22I/AAAAAAAABDM/6dggNzG7Q4Y/s1600/Family%2Broom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607866250407631714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KVmZDxyAMms/TdMkpJty22I/AAAAAAAABDM/6dggNzG7Q4Y/s320/Family%2Broom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxZ36hU2oIY/TdMko8qii8I/AAAAAAAABDE/Rxcalvn6Hk8/s1600/Backyard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607866246904318914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxZ36hU2oIY/TdMko8qii8I/AAAAAAAABDE/Rxcalvn6Hk8/s320/Backyard.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KZItTf5ItJI/TdMkYbOaAUI/AAAAAAAABC8/rjcRUDKCpd4/s1600/Abbys%2Broom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607865963050041666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KZItTf5ItJI/TdMkYbOaAUI/AAAAAAAABC8/rjcRUDKCpd4/s320/Abbys%2Broom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbys Hannah Montana room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bWHwLFo0_1w/TdMkYMu0vWI/AAAAAAAABC0/M33xR7qW1io/s1600/Outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607865959159479650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bWHwLFo0_1w/TdMkYMu0vWI/AAAAAAAABC0/M33xR7qW1io/s320/Outside.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are not the best so I guess you all will have to just come see it in person! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Special thanks to our families who spent hours upon hours helping us pull wall paper and paint the girls rooms so they would be ready for them. Plus all of the other hours spent helping paint the upstairs and all of our other projects to get it ready to move in. Then actually giving up your Saturday to help us move and then do some unpacking! We are so lucky to have you all and we couldn't have done it without you! WE LOVE YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-5420834938666703075?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5420834938666703075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=5420834938666703075' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/5420834938666703075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/5420834938666703075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/05/its.html' title='It&apos;s a....'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2r0_VCPx0A8/TdMlJHMiaEI/AAAAAAAABEc/zpXMNRnhYuA/s72-c/Tristans%2Broom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-1011081104181604151</id><published>2011-04-28T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T14:17:26.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristans stats</title><content type='html'>We took Tristan to the Dr. for his 1 year check up. We were a little late since he is actually 13 months now but oh well! So at 13 months he weighs 20lbs and is 29 or 29 1/2 in long. (I can't remember!) He is in th 5 percentile for weight and 7 percentile for height on normal charts! YAY! He is getting so big! He LOVES his big boy car seat but doesn't like sitting in the cart at stores very long. Phil usually ends up holding him because even when he is buckeled in he still finds a way to stand up! He can walk but won't. I see him walk from object to object when he is alone but when we try to get him to walk to us he either lifts his legs up when we try and make him stand up or he will just sit down and crawl. He HATES grass and is deathly afraid of it. He stands on the corner of the cement looking at it and crying. Heaven forbid you help him step onto it! He absolutely LOVES his sisters. He plays with them all the time and they are always good to include him. He gives BIG wet kisses and once he starts you have to pry him off your face! He says dada (ALOT) hi (and can wave) kitty, pretty, and juice. He trys to say Abby and Jos but hasn't quite got there yet. He has said mama in the past but now when I try and get him to say it he says dada to spite me! He LOVES his Dad. He gets upset if Phil doesn't say hi to him right when he walks in the door. He follows Phil around the house and loves to be chased up the stairs. He can now go up and down them pretty well. He is such a happy boy! He sings his jibberish in the car as long as I am singing too but the second I stop so does he. He is so cute and we just love him more and more everyday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-1011081104181604151?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1011081104181604151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=1011081104181604151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1011081104181604151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1011081104181604151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/tristans-stats.html' title='Tristans stats'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-684281792885007086</id><published>2011-04-04T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:31:04.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristan Tristan Tristan....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I feel ok about posting this because the blog is private now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tristan has been being a punk when it comes to naps. I have been holding out and even if he is not asleep I still make him stay in his crib. Well today he decided he was not happy about it and threw a HUGE tantrum. After he had called down Abby snuck in to check on him. She came back down and asked if I had put a diaper on him. I told her yes he had his clothes on when I put him down and she told me to go in and look. This is what I found...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mBBHtmp0sGY/TZoOBPC36qI/AAAAAAAABCo/aCZeHZ0jobU/s1600/naked%2Bnap"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591797301715135138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mBBHtmp0sGY/TZoOBPC36qI/AAAAAAAABCo/aCZeHZ0jobU/s320/naked%2Bnap" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where was his diaper and clothes? Across the room, he is really into throwing things right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-684281792885007086?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/684281792885007086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=684281792885007086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/684281792885007086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/684281792885007086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/tristan-tristan-tristan.html' title='Tristan Tristan Tristan....'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mBBHtmp0sGY/TZoOBPC36qI/AAAAAAAABCo/aCZeHZ0jobU/s72-c/naked%2Bnap' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-7115268516206029848</id><published>2011-04-04T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T11:24:01.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blaze Game</title><content type='html'>Phil got season tickets for the Blaze for Christmas and we have been having a blast going to the games for our date nights! Last year they were REALLY bad (The game we went to they lost 3 to 36) but this year they have blown out the other team every home game! They beat Dallas who was undefeated! :) They lost the away game but thats ok! We are rooting for them to do well and even if they don't we still have fun watching! With season tickets we can buy additional tickets for $5 each so if anyone wants to hit us up we can get you tickets and you don't even have to sit by us! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3I559dKl9TU/TZoLjSSTk8I/AAAAAAAABCg/ZEknPbquSpU/s1600/Blaze%2BGame"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591794588165837762" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3I559dKl9TU/TZoLjSSTk8I/AAAAAAAABCg/ZEknPbquSpU/s320/Blaze%2BGame" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3690855464523233118-7115268516206029848?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7115268516206029848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=7115268516206029848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7115268516206029848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7115268516206029848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/04/blaze-game.html' title='Blaze Game'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3I559dKl9TU/TZoLjSSTk8I/AAAAAAAABCg/ZEknPbquSpU/s72-c/Blaze%2BGame' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-1658011721347603289</id><published>2011-03-29T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T18:50:05.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GET DADDY!</title><content type='html'>Tristans new thing is to "get daddy" Whenever Phil is laying on the floor. He starts with a little giggle and then will crawl as fast as he can to phil, climb up on him and pat the back of his head. The girls decided this looked fun and joined in the other day. Phil didn't have a chance! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pgEHx597Aew/TZKLpr-5eSI/AAAAAAAABCY/jXHWM7_zppY/s1600/DSC_0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589683635817642274" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pgEHx597Aew/TZKLpr-5eSI/AAAAAAAABCY/jXHWM7_zppY/s320/DSC_0640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JmcZOuekT2k/TZKLpH33nMI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Sk_LtrNZ6uE/s1600/DSC_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589683626124483778" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JmcZOuekT2k/TZKLpH33nMI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Sk_LtrNZ6uE/s320/DSC_0634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-1658011721347603289?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1658011721347603289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=1658011721347603289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1658011721347603289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1658011721347603289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/get-daddy.html' title='GET DADDY!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pgEHx597Aew/TZKLpr-5eSI/AAAAAAAABCY/jXHWM7_zppY/s72-c/DSC_0640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-4594429491234830698</id><published>2011-03-22T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T12:42:29.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The time has come</title><content type='html'>Alright I guess it's my turn to go private. Due to unwanted comments on my blog, (some of you may have witnessed them before I could delete them, sorry about that) It is past time to go private. Those of you who want an invite send me your email and I would LOVE to invite you. To the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anonymous&lt;/span&gt; person leaving rude comments please don't bother. Thanks all! I will leave this open for another week to make sure I get people invited who want to be before I change it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-4594429491234830698?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4594429491234830698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=4594429491234830698' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/4594429491234830698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/4594429491234830698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/time-has-come.html' title='The time has come'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2772818248570911310</id><published>2011-03-22T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T12:19:50.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristans 1st Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>We had Tristans 1st Birthday party on Sunday (His birthday) It was alot of fun. I of course spent the whole day making his cake and have vowed from here on out I am DONE with making cakes. It probably wont happen cause it is SO much cheaper to make them than buy but I am not looking forward to the next birthday. Luckily I have till Joslynns in December. It turned out ok as long as you don't look too closely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_PWAPRf04g/TYjP5Lv7uPI/AAAAAAAABCI/P_IgPWvDnnw/s1600/DSC_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586943919066429682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_PWAPRf04g/TYjP5Lv7uPI/AAAAAAAABCI/P_IgPWvDnnw/s320/DSC_0516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4NVkLvDiSI/TYjP42Nw-kI/AAAAAAAABCA/KU-QnmvEm40/s1600/DSC_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586943913285974594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O4NVkLvDiSI/TYjP42Nw-kI/AAAAAAAABCA/KU-QnmvEm40/s320/DSC_0519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6 hour finished project....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCvkJOsCfLo/TYjP4XYAwlI/AAAAAAAABB4/vb0eD-ZK-tg/s1600/DSC_0552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586943905007452754" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCvkJOsCfLo/TYjP4XYAwlI/AAAAAAAABB4/vb0eD-ZK-tg/s320/DSC_0552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRESENTS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qMI6H-EZ72U/TYjP4EcUhvI/AAAAAAAABBw/btBrpAtpyZE/s1600/DSC_0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586943899925251826" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qMI6H-EZ72U/TYjP4EcUhvI/AAAAAAAABBw/btBrpAtpyZE/s320/DSC_0529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy hot dogs for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-84vr2IcUKOU/TYjOBBHyfkI/AAAAAAAABBo/AatxokG1sgY/s1600/DSC_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586941854629396034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-84vr2IcUKOU/TYjOBBHyfkI/AAAAAAAABBo/AatxokG1sgY/s320/DSC_0562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't too interested in presents. Phil ended up opening most of them for him. No those dolls were not gifts! The girls were playing with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jFXcdp42g60/TYjOA8X-ttI/AAAAAAAABBg/UegPjNQQ48Q/s1600/DSC_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586941853355128530" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jFXcdp42g60/TYjOA8X-ttI/AAAAAAAABBg/UegPjNQQ48Q/s320/DSC_0526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ycxLVKPFEk8/TYjOAl3TdnI/AAAAAAAABBY/Xz-sWhlImcU/s1600/DSC_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586941847312496242" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ycxLVKPFEk8/TYjOAl3TdnI/AAAAAAAABBY/Xz-sWhlImcU/s320/DSC_0575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats this?......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LydEv8z-6uw/TYjN_1zgztI/AAAAAAAABBQ/dSVtXlGwWbE/s1600/DSC_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586941834411691730" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LydEv8z-6uw/TYjN_1zgztI/AAAAAAAABBQ/dSVtXlGwWbE/s320/DSC_0602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMM I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NDi10a-_h_o/TYjN_c8Qi3I/AAAAAAAABBI/cyAOrfs4UQw/s1600/DSC_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586941827737488242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NDi10a-_h_o/TYjN_c8Qi3I/AAAAAAAABBI/cyAOrfs4UQw/s320/DSC_0607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST DAY EVER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-2772818248570911310?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2772818248570911310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2772818248570911310' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2772818248570911310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2772818248570911310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/tristans-1st-birthday-party.html' title='Tristans 1st Birthday Party'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_PWAPRf04g/TYjP5Lv7uPI/AAAAAAAABCI/P_IgPWvDnnw/s72-c/DSC_0516.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2399028869062457201</id><published>2011-03-14T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T14:25:38.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristan is 1!</title><content type='html'>Tristan is 1! Wow! I swear with each kid it goes faster and faster. My cousin wrote her sons birth story on her blog and I thought what a great idea! (Thanks Bre! Hope you don't mind me copying you..) I realized I haven't really written Tristans down. So here it is, the LONG story of our surprise arrival!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFicpkSdXH4/TX7gNYefgsI/AAAAAAAAA_A/fv37aTbwzn8/s1600/100_2159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584147108499260098" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFicpkSdXH4/TX7gNYefgsI/AAAAAAAAA_A/fv37aTbwzn8/s320/100_2159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken 2 days before my water broke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday March 18th 8:00AM I woke up needing to go to the bathroom REALLY bad! (Nothing new) Phil had already left for work and Randon had taken the girls a day early. I walked across my bedroom and felt a HUGE rush of water down my legs. I stopped and looked down shocked! I knew right away my water had broken. There was no mistaking it! As I stood there in a puddle that kept getting bigger I grabbed my phone and called phil. He answered surprisingly but I was so glad! (He usually is with a client and can't answer) I told him my water had broken and he asked if I was sure. I said yes still looking down at the puddle and feeling the water running down my legs. He asked if I called the doctor and I said no I called you! He told me he was coming home and to call the doctor. I called the doctor and talked to his nurse who happened to be standing right next to my doctor. I could hear him ask her questions like how far along I was ect. I told them I was 32wks and 5 days. He told me to go to IMC hospital right away and apologized that he couldn't be the one to deliver my baby and wished me luck. That was when it really hit me. My baby was coming. I ran to the towel closet and grabbed some towels. I stood on the towels and ran to grab things we would need in between gushes.(Needless to say I left ALOT home...like pants for Phil. haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway once we got to the hospital they told me that my water had broken... (DUH) but my cervix was still closed. They then told me that they wanted to wait to deliver Tristan until I was 34 weeks and put me on strict bedrest in the hospital. Trying to make a very long story short Friday night (the 19th) I started to have contractions here and there that turned into major stomach pain. They took me to delivery for observation and Saturday morning (the 20th) they told me they were worried I had an infection and started me on pitocin. I got an epidural soon after and 6 hours later I was complete. They moved me into the OR just in case I needed an emergency C-section. Tristan came after only one contraction of pushing and was handed to a nurse through a window. After they had cleaned me up and taken me back to my room a nurse took Phil to go see Tristan and I was told I could go in a couple hours. Those hours were torture! 5 hours later I was wheeled down to see my sweet little baby. It was a short visit but it felt so good to be able to see him and stick my hand through the little hole and touch him. That night I couldn't sleep and snuck down to see him again. They had put him on oxygen and I spent a few hours with him before the nurse all but kicked me out. Something about rest and just having a baby. lol. Anyway... The next 13 days were hard and we had our ups and downs. But we got to take him home sooner than we thought we would. I wish I had kept a journal of his milestones in the NICU but I didn't. :( But here are some milestones that I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1: Touch him for the first time. &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/-Djy2yiWnqsQ/TX7juxjMbzI/AAAAAAAABAA/IJKxYd0Berc/s1600/First%2Btime%2Btouching%2Bhim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584150980700434226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Djy2yiWnqsQ/TX7juxjMbzI/AAAAAAAABAA/IJKxYd0Berc/s320/First%2Btime%2Btouching%2Bhim.jpg" border="0" /&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P7DdREgcuiw/TX7iB9KSjfI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/0Rmlla72GQo/s1600/100_2194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584149111211462130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P7DdREgcuiw/TX7iB9KSjfI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/0Rmlla72GQo/s320/100_2194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JbQmjbKGQEc/TX7iC3_6onI/AAAAAAAAA_o/CATbXKmtDkg/s1600/100_2254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584149127005643378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JbQmjbKGQEc/TX7iC3_6onI/AAAAAAAAA_o/CATbXKmtDkg/s320/100_2254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 2:Phil and I held him for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gRDRiAUQ1W4/TX7iBa-BMvI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/V3xk3NXjInc/s1600/100_2217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584149102033187570" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gRDRiAUQ1W4/TX7iBa-BMvI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/V3xk3NXjInc/s320/100_2217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 3: I did kangaroo care for the first time and got to spend hours holding him while he slept on my chest. Kangaroo care is where he would lay skin to skin on us. My temp would rise to keep his temp up since I was the mom. Phil could do it too but for not as long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UNrUxFqlnZE/TX7iA68qUqI/AAAAAAAAA_I/D9RraEbEi8c/s1600/100_2214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584149093437559458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UNrUxFqlnZE/TX7iA68qUqI/AAAAAAAAA_I/D9RraEbEi8c/s320/100_2214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 4: First swaddle bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1RZTejl8qE/TX7iCUkc0qI/AAAAAAAAA_g/M-5ULKIsTR8/s1600/100_2211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584149117495202466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1RZTejl8qE/TX7iCUkc0qI/AAAAAAAAA_g/M-5ULKIsTR8/s320/100_2211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: I nursed him for the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day8: First outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WO1EwMngmVk/TX79BjamSRI/AAAAAAAABA4/4BJRq2RyI9s/s1600/First%2Boutfit%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584178791114492178" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WO1EwMngmVk/TX79BjamSRI/AAAAAAAABA4/4BJRq2RyI9s/s320/First%2Boutfit%2521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day10: He was moved out of the incubator into a big boy bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6i2P8suh9A4/TX7julvRJ0I/AAAAAAAAA_4/a_PHhsESO2c/s1600/100_2267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584150977529849666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6i2P8suh9A4/TX7julvRJ0I/AAAAAAAAA_4/a_PHhsESO2c/s320/100_2267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 11: He pulled out his feeding tube and they left it out. He kept his stats up during the car seat test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5FYZO_GIjY/TX78PjGN2tI/AAAAAAAABAo/Ba98PEIxEuw/s1600/100_2280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584177932035545810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W5FYZO_GIjY/TX78PjGN2tI/AAAAAAAABAo/Ba98PEIxEuw/s320/100_2280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ADWn4Xn4IWw/TX7jucG1leI/AAAAAAAAA_w/BZmNwqateO0/s1600/Car%2Bseat%2Btest.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584150974944351714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ADWn4Xn4IWw/TX7jucG1leI/AAAAAAAAA_w/BZmNwqateO0/s320/Car%2Bseat%2Btest.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12: He nursed every meal. Temp dropped but after kangaroo care we got it back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 13: At rounds they told us we could take him home! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EIvnsL0ek-w/TX79B69L29I/AAAAAAAABBA/YaR0XJLTotA/s1600/Bringing%2BTristan%2BHome.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584178797433576402" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EIvnsL0ek-w/TX79B69L29I/AAAAAAAABBA/YaR0XJLTotA/s320/Bringing%2BTristan%2BHome.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 15: Met his sisters for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MlS_CPA8juE/TX7jvqNUDhI/AAAAAAAABAQ/7W561KoA6to/s1600/100_2346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584150995909479954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MlS_CPA8juE/TX7jvqNUDhI/AAAAAAAABAQ/7W561KoA6to/s320/100_2346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PuWK7JPqQAI/TX7jvNB0--I/AAAAAAAABAI/eUe0nlFH3pk/s1600/100_2348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584150988076678114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PuWK7JPqQAI/TX7jvNB0--I/AAAAAAAABAI/eUe0nlFH3pk/s320/100_2348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this was so long but we are so happy to have this sweet boy in our family. We love him SO much! He is such a happy boy and a complete joy to have around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-68pZvbnGea4/TX7km5i2AwI/AAAAAAAABAg/yfrlThZCTBo/s1600/stool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584151944919122690" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-68pZvbnGea4/TX7km5i2AwI/AAAAAAAABAg/yfrlThZCTBo/s320/stool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday buddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-2399028869062457201?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2399028869062457201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2399028869062457201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2399028869062457201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2399028869062457201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/tristan-is-1.html' title='Tristan is 1!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yFicpkSdXH4/TX7gNYefgsI/AAAAAAAAA_A/fv37aTbwzn8/s72-c/100_2159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-6784756541647575371</id><published>2011-03-14T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T16:18:53.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney on Ice!</title><content type='html'>We don't get alot of family time. Actually we don't get any! Phil works from 6am-noon every morning. Abbys school starts at 12:45. We put Jos and Tristan down for naps at 1. They usually sleep till 2:30 or 3 and Abby is out of school at 3:25. Phil has to leave for work again by 3:30pm and works till 8pm. We put the kids down at 8:30. Need I say more? Weekends are or only free time but the girls are at their dads every weekend so its just us and Tristan. Anyway...so when my friend told me she could get us discount tickets to Disney on ice and Phil said he would take a night off I jumped on it! I was so excited! Phil ended up only being able to take a Friday night off, which is Randons night, but he was nice enough to let us take them still. We droppedTristan off at Phils parents and then took the girls to dinner at BK. We had the play place to ourselves and they showed off for us. Then off to Disney on Ice! We had SO much fun! The girls loved the princesses...infact when it was just mickey they kept asking when it was going to be over but then when the princesses came back they were totally into it. Phil spoiled them and bought them a light up minnie mouse toy that spins (They cost as much as the tickets for all 4 of us!) But the girls loved them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KmroajZYUsc/TX6fazIEl7I/AAAAAAAAA-4/x4WfzM4JrIc/s1600/100_3065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584075870735472562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KmroajZYUsc/TX6fazIEl7I/AAAAAAAAA-4/x4WfzM4JrIc/s320/100_3065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and my girlies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HlOLSa3NNWg/TX6falmqqeI/AAAAAAAAA-w/BrMFR2T3afE/s1600/100_3066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584075867105700322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HlOLSa3NNWg/TX6falmqqeI/AAAAAAAAA-w/BrMFR2T3afE/s320/100_3066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil with the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KRyuuoh99wc/TX6faHPYLdI/AAAAAAAAA-o/2t0hTNa0AjA/s1600/100_3077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584075858954956242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KRyuuoh99wc/TX6faHPYLdI/AAAAAAAAA-o/2t0hTNa0AjA/s320/100_3077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Phil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-52Mauy_4p2c/TX6e0oImqnI/AAAAAAAAA-g/tpb4rlgCjts/s1600/100_3076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584075214949886578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-52Mauy_4p2c/TX6e0oImqnI/AAAAAAAAA-g/tpb4rlgCjts/s320/100_3076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D-5WP9JiKAY/TX6e0Fs-A2I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Un-mqhKJ7Eo/s1600/100_3073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584075205707170658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D-5WP9JiKAY/TX6e0Fs-A2I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/Un-mqhKJ7Eo/s320/100_3073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening act&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OxTZc0fD2ic/TX6ez5IpnSI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/A8MmeUGkY_Q/s1600/100_3061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584075202333613346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OxTZc0fD2ic/TX6ez5IpnSI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/A8MmeUGkY_Q/s320/100_3061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of the girls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VqN8bmBKkOA/TX6ezdjiRLI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Egp_DjRaqSA/s1600/100_3064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584075194930185394" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VqN8bmBKkOA/TX6ezdjiRLI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Egp_DjRaqSA/s320/100_3064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jos and her toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6xYHG-D2CWc/TX6ey-3EYuI/AAAAAAAAA-A/1raRJJk6SK4/s1600/100_3063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584075186690613986" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6xYHG-D2CWc/TX6ey-3EYuI/AAAAAAAAA-A/1raRJJk6SK4/s320/100_3063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abs and her toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice to have a night just us and the girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-6784756541647575371?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6784756541647575371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6784756541647575371' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6784756541647575371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6784756541647575371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/03/disney-on-ice.html' title='Disney on Ice!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KmroajZYUsc/TX6fazIEl7I/AAAAAAAAA-4/x4WfzM4JrIc/s72-c/100_3065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-814874255717631026</id><published>2011-02-23T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T11:42:27.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristan smiles</title><content type='html'>Tristan is such a happy boy. He loves to have his picture taken and even has a special smile for pictures. Here it is and it is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JitoSPcThBc/TWVivzeqdWI/AAAAAAAAA94/9r2DGxYpCAg/s1600/stool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576972286980420962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JitoSPcThBc/TWVivzeqdWI/AAAAAAAAA94/9r2DGxYpCAg/s320/stool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-prLXq6nS3vI/TWVheYPAN2I/AAAAAAAAA9w/dQcyMx0NT8o/s1600/DSC_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576970888097576802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-prLXq6nS3vI/TWVheYPAN2I/AAAAAAAAA9w/dQcyMx0NT8o/s320/DSC_0351.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kdEVlGb5se8/TWVheH09mrI/AAAAAAAAA9o/rf_VJjlD6W4/s1600/DSC_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576970883693386418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kdEVlGb5se8/TWVheH09mrI/AAAAAAAAA9o/rf_VJjlD6W4/s320/DSC_0336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EZulkBlOJRY/TWVhdocjV2I/AAAAAAAAA9g/eSSZ-T45UJQ/s1600/DSC_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576970875269502818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EZulkBlOJRY/TWVhdocjV2I/AAAAAAAAA9g/eSSZ-T45UJQ/s320/DSC_0355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DSyqF9si44Y/TWVhdLyUQlI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/4UuCB8fopZo/s1600/just%2Bsmiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576970867576160850" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DSyqF9si44Y/TWVhdLyUQlI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/4UuCB8fopZo/s320/just%2Bsmiles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-814874255717631026?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/814874255717631026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=814874255717631026' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/814874255717631026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/814874255717631026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/tristan-smiles.html' title='Tristan smiles'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JitoSPcThBc/TWVivzeqdWI/AAAAAAAAA94/9r2DGxYpCAg/s72-c/stool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-285495014067457993</id><published>2011-02-23T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T11:01:45.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristan the Mischievous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n3WbEYGH6qo/TWVZcOz8P3I/AAAAAAAAA9I/J2SRDamAj6s/s1600/table%2Btristan"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576962055115390834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n3WbEYGH6qo/TWVZcOz8P3I/AAAAAAAAA9I/J2SRDamAj6s/s320/table%2Btristan" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4PiBQ4df3U4/TWVY9jAiIbI/AAAAAAAAA9A/t5W4OMeJiFk/s1600/Highchair%2Btristan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576961527960969650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4PiBQ4df3U4/TWVY9jAiIbI/AAAAAAAAA9A/t5W4OMeJiFk/s320/Highchair%2Btristan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhmagl8uFuk/TWVY9UBTEHI/AAAAAAAAA84/a5wZYaV4-jg/s1600/gate%2Btristan"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576961523937644658" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rhmagl8uFuk/TWVY9UBTEHI/AAAAAAAAA84/a5wZYaV4-jg/s320/gate%2Btristan" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--bZFQzeAB8g/TWVY9GKoPaI/AAAAAAAAA8w/bg0RzAJAuE0/s1600/crayons%2BTristan"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576961520218684834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--bZFQzeAB8g/TWVY9GKoPaI/AAAAAAAAA8w/bg0RzAJAuE0/s320/crayons%2BTristan" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RyGB45nqT6w/TWVY8914GQI/AAAAAAAAA8o/AOX68PEUyc0/s1600/basket%2Btristan"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576961517984160002" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RyGB45nqT6w/TWVY8914GQI/AAAAAAAAA8o/AOX68PEUyc0/s320/basket%2Btristan" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uwze15c1cJk/TWVY8rgXyyI/AAAAAAAAA8g/9Ncd6Mebg_g/s1600/banister%2Btristan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576961513062124322" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uwze15c1cJk/TWVY8rgXyyI/AAAAAAAAA8g/9Ncd6Mebg_g/s320/banister%2Btristan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-285495014067457993?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/285495014067457993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=285495014067457993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/285495014067457993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/285495014067457993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/tristan-mischievous.html' title='Tristan the Mischievous'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n3WbEYGH6qo/TWVZcOz8P3I/AAAAAAAAA9I/J2SRDamAj6s/s72-c/table%2Btristan' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-3775178852628764646</id><published>2011-02-23T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T10:44:11.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend party from dad</title><content type='html'>Randon had a friend party for Abby at Classic skating and was nice enough to let Phil, Tristan and I come. Abby has a few friends at school when she is at my house but given our neighborhood I just haven't met anyone I trust enough to let her play at their house. Hopefully we can buy a house in a nice neighborhood one day and she can have lots of friends to play with. Anyway I offered to do the gift bags and cake. She wanted another Barbie one and I was determined for this one to work better than her last. I followed all the directions. I spent all morning Saturday before the party decorating it carefully and it turned out great! I was so happy.&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03MFGoXodgY/TWVPZjO0NiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Mj1hlgwzXls/s1600/barbie%2Bcake1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576951013940934178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03MFGoXodgY/TWVPZjO0NiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Mj1hlgwzXls/s320/barbie%2Bcake1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJYuRD__Ocw/TWVPZjtsSuI/AAAAAAAAA7w/7vhUyY8dYxI/s1600/barbie%2Bcake2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576951014070438626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJYuRD__Ocw/TWVPZjtsSuI/AAAAAAAAA7w/7vhUyY8dYxI/s320/barbie%2Bcake2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But...my happiness was short lived as we drove the half hour to the party. Slowly as I held the cake the back caved in little by little until it collapsed completely. I rode the rest of the way to the party holding it in my hands and crying. Phil said it was the first time he had seen a woman cry over a cake but I was devestated! I had spent all morning trying to make it perfect for Abby and here it was a crumbled mess of cake and frosting in my hands! Despite Phils prodding that the kids wouldn't care and that we could just put the back crumbled half against a wall I begged him to let us go buy a cake. I wanted so badly for her party to be perfect and being the wonderful man he is he could see how much it meant to me and off we went to find a store. We found a Harmons not too far away and though we were a little late to the party it all turned out ok. Here are some pictures of the party the kids had a blast and it was great seeing Abby with her friends &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took over 100 pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsNMAVuSk34/TWVSykwxs3I/AAAAAAAAA74/NM8AajRmlQw/s1600/DSC_0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576954742383424370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsNMAVuSk34/TWVSykwxs3I/AAAAAAAAA74/NM8AajRmlQw/s320/DSC_0353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h8HftW_qBGQ/TWVSy3DHfHI/AAAAAAAAA8A/HHoTMll7-Fo/s1600/DSC_0343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576954747292187762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h8HftW_qBGQ/TWVSy3DHfHI/AAAAAAAAA8A/HHoTMll7-Fo/s320/DSC_0343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6A4SgmotNWg/TWVSzF_nspI/AAAAAAAAA8I/vzQm1H-3LG0/s1600/DSC_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576954751304053394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6A4SgmotNWg/TWVSzF_nspI/AAAAAAAAA8I/vzQm1H-3LG0/s320/DSC_0372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfCrTpSyWoE/TWVSzbKNvTI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/bDXZ4BcDJ_0/s1600/DSC_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576954756985634098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kfCrTpSyWoE/TWVSzbKNvTI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/bDXZ4BcDJ_0/s320/DSC_0345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuGTUCHDsOc/TWVSz8Yg9aI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/UBMyAPDuIVk/s1600/DSC_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576954765903984034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuGTUCHDsOc/TWVSz8Yg9aI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/UBMyAPDuIVk/s320/DSC_0317.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-3775178852628764646?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3775178852628764646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=3775178852628764646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3775178852628764646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3775178852628764646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/friend-party-from-dad.html' title='Friend party from dad'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-03MFGoXodgY/TWVPZjO0NiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Mj1hlgwzXls/s72-c/barbie%2Bcake1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2263740379491140236</id><published>2011-02-16T17:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T17:34:40.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbys Six!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Abby turned 6! I can't believe she is 6. It was an emotional day for me for some reason. Thinking about 6 years ago when she came into my life very unexpected and changed it for the better. I have always said that Abby saved me from the road I was going down and I am so grateful for her. We had a party with my family on Sunday. She really wanted a Barbie cake and so I did my best but I am a very impatient person and didn't let t cool long enough before trying to take it out of the bowl and the while middle caved in. So 4 hours later I gave up and called it good. Luckily Abby is a sweetheart and said she loved it! On her actual birthday I cried alot maybe because it just brought back memories or maybe because I was really sick with an ear infection and had hardly gotten any sleep the 2 nights before but whatever reason I tried to suck it up and make it a fun day for her. First we went to breakfast at McDonalds then we took her to Target and she got to spend her birthday money and pick another present from us. Then we went home opened presents and she went to school. Before school was out I got to go and spotlight her and pass out her birthday treat. 2 days in a row of getting to go help out at school! She was really excited. After school Phils mom came up and watched Tristan while we went to see Gnomeo and Juliet. It was really cute. We ended the day with dinner at Wingers. It was such a fun day and we are so happy to have Abby in our family. She is such a good big sister and help to me. I love her so much! Happy Birthday Abs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7eUYsEMSlQ/TVx2_PCgVvI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/qW9QiKx2ecY/s1600/DSC_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574461267518707442" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7eUYsEMSlQ/TVx2_PCgVvI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/qW9QiKx2ecY/s320/DSC_0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X-w9l_MP7DE/TVx2jGTIZ8I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/9NexWbqm_CA/s1600/DSC_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574460784136185794" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X-w9l_MP7DE/TVx2jGTIZ8I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/9NexWbqm_CA/s320/DSC_0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--WhamqqyG78/TVx2i3gbtoI/AAAAAAAAA7I/n0AJLKTqW08/s1600/DSC_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574460780165445250" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--WhamqqyG78/TVx2i3gbtoI/AAAAAAAAA7I/n0AJLKTqW08/s320/DSC_0260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-crPh_ud2S5E/TVx2iIgKtnI/AAAAAAAAA7A/UHm1n0Gw7lw/s1600/DSC_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574460767547864690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-crPh_ud2S5E/TVx2iIgKtnI/AAAAAAAAA7A/UHm1n0Gw7lw/s320/DSC_0227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HtLznBUf9OE/TVx2h8o6caI/AAAAAAAAA64/jEYJ1lTcsgY/s1600/DSC_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574460764363321762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HtLznBUf9OE/TVx2h8o6caI/AAAAAAAAA64/jEYJ1lTcsgY/s320/DSC_0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b0cfecsf5rA/TVx2hqGH34I/AAAAAAAAA6w/FgqNm3sIBS0/s1600/DSC_0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574460759385563010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b0cfecsf5rA/TVx2hqGH34I/AAAAAAAAA6w/FgqNm3sIBS0/s320/DSC_0225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/3690855464523233118-2263740379491140236?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2263740379491140236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2263740379491140236' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2263740379491140236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2263740379491140236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/abbys-six.html' title='Abbys Six!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m7eUYsEMSlQ/TVx2_PCgVvI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/qW9QiKx2ecY/s72-c/DSC_0246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-1261111329728417007</id><published>2011-02-16T16:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T17:07:10.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We had a really fun Valentines Day this year. When the kids woke up there was a trail of hearts leading them to their Valentines from Phil and I with little pit stops on the way with little treats and other things. They had a blast following them and it was fun to see how excited they were. Then later I got to go to help at Abbys school for her party. At my station we played Valentine bingo. It was my first time being a room mom and I was really nervous but I loved seeing Abby at school. When her teacher introduced me as Abbys mom a little boy called out "Thats not Abbys mom thats her sister!" and I had to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rnHfTUQ1f4/TVxxMGHIVMI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/-Hjq-5y1lJo/s1600/DSC_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574454891390719170" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rnHfTUQ1f4/TVxxMGHIVMI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/-Hjq-5y1lJo/s320/DSC_0235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2F7vgMwvAo/TVxxLb460qI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/C6alTDZ9x8g/s1600/DSC_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574454880056824482" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q2F7vgMwvAo/TVxxLb460qI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/C6alTDZ9x8g/s320/DSC_0234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trail of hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Um3PGlZHbt8/TVxxLKUiYRI/AAAAAAAAA6I/cYhQbWoJxOc/s1600/DSC_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574454875340824850" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Um3PGlZHbt8/TVxxLKUiYRI/AAAAAAAAA6I/cYhQbWoJxOc/s320/DSC_0236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby with her Valentines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JPk8EMm1Cxo/TVxxzWXVHSI/AAAAAAAAA6g/GvX0GxR52Es/s1600/DSC_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574455565768531234" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JPk8EMm1Cxo/TVxxzWXVHSI/AAAAAAAAA6g/GvX0GxR52Es/s320/DSC_0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jos with her Valentines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tagNWosI194/TVxxKviEqGI/AAAAAAAAA6A/K_gkT_ap3aU/s1600/DSC_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574454868149839970" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tagNWosI194/TVxxKviEqGI/AAAAAAAAA6A/K_gkT_ap3aU/s320/DSC_0242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan with his Valentines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-odoRd7idA00/TVxxJ1DVY4I/AAAAAAAAA54/qMVNA28y2Mg/s1600/DSC_0244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574454852451656578" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-odoRd7idA00/TVxxJ1DVY4I/AAAAAAAAA54/qMVNA28y2Mg/s320/DSC_0244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan helping us pick up the hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mhYKLD5DbCM/TVx0FyPRkcI/AAAAAAAAA6o/_TVYxdKyOqE/s1600/Abbys%2Bschool"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574458081511838146" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mhYKLD5DbCM/TVx0FyPRkcI/AAAAAAAAA6o/_TVYxdKyOqE/s320/Abbys%2Bschool" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby at her party at school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-1261111329728417007?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1261111329728417007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=1261111329728417007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1261111329728417007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1261111329728417007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7rnHfTUQ1f4/TVxxMGHIVMI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/-Hjq-5y1lJo/s72-c/DSC_0235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-9054488037188094417</id><published>2011-02-16T16:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T16:39:46.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying in</title><content type='html'>Winter days at our house are mostly spent inside. We only have one car so Phil takes it to work and we hang out here. When it's cold outside we stay inside and find different ways to entertain ourselves. The girls made a hut today and played in it all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9PQfwyfo61A/TVxtMeFnrgI/AAAAAAAAA5g/DtOQ-cSZ0iQ/s1600/DSC_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574450499780324866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9PQfwyfo61A/TVxtMeFnrgI/AAAAAAAAA5g/DtOQ-cSZ0iQ/s320/DSC_0267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUmhmQBsXfo/TVxtMDrpezI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/1NEq7Xr5waI/s1600/DSC_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574450492692069170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lUmhmQBsXfo/TVxtMDrpezI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/1NEq7Xr5waI/s320/DSC_0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing in the hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsARRgIcCr8/TVxtLuFmLWI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/m2N_Pn1QzOs/s1600/DSC_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574450486895324514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qsARRgIcCr8/TVxtLuFmLWI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/m2N_Pn1QzOs/s320/DSC_0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course they wouldn't even dream about leaving their little brother out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-utCH4GoqRNk/TVxtNXEeb7I/AAAAAAAAA5w/yDuKrkUMf7w/s1600/DSC_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574450515076345778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-utCH4GoqRNk/TVxtNXEeb7I/AAAAAAAAA5w/yDuKrkUMf7w/s320/DSC_0272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tristan playing in the hut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lIjKI7urlLE/TVxtNOGDkNI/AAAAAAAAA5o/GYKTpOMUV2s/s1600/DSC_0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574450512667054290" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lIjKI7urlLE/TVxtNOGDkNI/AAAAAAAAA5o/GYKTpOMUV2s/s320/DSC_0269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had so much fun too!&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/3690855464523233118-9054488037188094417?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9054488037188094417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=9054488037188094417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/9054488037188094417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/9054488037188094417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/02/staying-in.html' title='Staying in'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9PQfwyfo61A/TVxtMeFnrgI/AAAAAAAAA5g/DtOQ-cSZ0iQ/s72-c/DSC_0267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-567389063124523347</id><published>2011-01-30T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T09:57:45.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing princess</title><content type='html'>Abby had a dance recital yesterday and she did so good! We were so proud of her and I am sure I was beaming! Her dad is the one that has her in dance so we met them there to watch. She seriously took my breath away when I saw her. What a gorgeous little girl, but yesterday she didn't look so little. I have to say that she was probably THE most loved little girl there. With Phils parents and grandpa, my whole family and my Grandma and most of Randons family we took up a few seats...(actually it was PACKED and we had to stand but still!) She can never say she isn't loved. What a lucky little girl to have so many people that love and adore her! Here are some picture of our princess, we tried to get it on video but the video camera decided to fool us and wasn't actually recording. :( I was devastated! but at least we got some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TUWmajGw6BI/AAAAAAAAA48/zdAKnEOsg70/s1600/DSC_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568039489343907858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TUWmajGw6BI/AAAAAAAAA48/zdAKnEOsg70/s320/DSC_0191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TUWlOk9g72I/AAAAAAAAA40/fRT_AkaKAsA/s1600/DSC_0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568038184171925346" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TUWlOk9g72I/AAAAAAAAA40/fRT_AkaKAsA/s320/DSC_0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TUWlOKMFPWI/AAAAAAAAA4s/DfA6cei1UFI/s1600/DSC_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568038176985267554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TUWlOKMFPWI/AAAAAAAAA4s/DfA6cei1UFI/s320/DSC_0185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TUWlNiLxZsI/AAAAAAAAA4k/aQPGpl-ebeE/s1600/DSC_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568038166246549186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TUWlNiLxZsI/AAAAAAAAA4k/aQPGpl-ebeE/s320/DSC_0193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TUWlNFhxblI/AAAAAAAAA4c/gBadXqvtMLM/s1600/DSC_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568038158554197586" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TUWlNFhxblI/AAAAAAAAA4c/gBadXqvtMLM/s320/DSC_0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/3690855464523233118-567389063124523347?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/567389063124523347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=567389063124523347' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/567389063124523347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/567389063124523347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/01/dancing-princess.html' title='Dancing princess'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TUWmajGw6BI/AAAAAAAAA48/zdAKnEOsg70/s72-c/DSC_0191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-8978447154899355014</id><published>2011-01-14T15:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T15:36:05.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently walkers need seat belts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TTDdyXdREqI/AAAAAAAAA4U/xGZxEQE2sZM/s1600/walker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562189397162529442" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TTDdyXdREqI/AAAAAAAAA4U/xGZxEQE2sZM/s320/walker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need I say more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-8978447154899355014?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8978447154899355014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=8978447154899355014' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8978447154899355014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8978447154899355014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/01/apparently-walkers-need-seat-belts.html' title='Apparently walkers need seat belts.'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TTDdyXdREqI/AAAAAAAAA4U/xGZxEQE2sZM/s72-c/walker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-3698958058398649623</id><published>2011-01-10T15:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T15:22:40.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristans first hair cut</title><content type='html'>Before....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuUZIAks9I/AAAAAAAAA4M/ODdssxZ59gQ/s1600/100_3036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560701324286538706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuUZIAks9I/AAAAAAAAA4M/ODdssxZ59gQ/s320/100_3036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting ready...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuUYzQQweI/AAAAAAAAA4E/CulElLeedac/s1600/100_3040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560701318715195874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuUYzQQweI/AAAAAAAAA4E/CulElLeedac/s320/100_3040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a good boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuUYFZkfhI/AAAAAAAAA38/iWk3PAriPbs/s1600/100_3043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560701306406206994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuUYFZkfhI/AAAAAAAAA38/iWk3PAriPbs/s320/100_3043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuUXp5iE-I/AAAAAAAAA30/6alFf-6fKE0/s1600/100_3045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560701299024073698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuUXp5iE-I/AAAAAAAAA30/6alFf-6fKE0/s320/100_3045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-3698958058398649623?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3698958058398649623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=3698958058398649623' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3698958058398649623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3698958058398649623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/01/tristans-first-hair-cut.html' title='Tristans first hair cut'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuUZIAks9I/AAAAAAAAA4M/ODdssxZ59gQ/s72-c/100_3036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-964688048673065023</id><published>2011-01-10T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T15:17:30.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty boy!</title><content type='html'>Tristan is 9 months old. He is not walking and barely crawling, mostly army crawling but this kid gets into everything and climbs up on everything! I baracaded him off in the living room while I ran down stairs to switch laundry. I come up stairs and Tristan had climbed all the way up the tv stand. I really don't know what I am going to do when he starts walking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuSnSvjUOI/AAAAAAAAA3s/2LiK-lemc8E/s1600/naughty%2Bboy%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560699368662847714" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuSnSvjUOI/AAAAAAAAA3s/2LiK-lemc8E/s320/naughty%2Bboy%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuSnR4f-OI/AAAAAAAAA3k/pjzxGwuIRBE/s1600/naughty%2Bboy%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560699368431941858" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuSnR4f-OI/AAAAAAAAA3k/pjzxGwuIRBE/s320/naughty%2Bboy%2B1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-964688048673065023?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/964688048673065023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=964688048673065023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/964688048673065023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/964688048673065023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/01/naughty-boy.html' title='Naughty boy!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuSnSvjUOI/AAAAAAAAA3s/2LiK-lemc8E/s72-c/naughty%2Bboy%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-7360903084664841166</id><published>2011-01-10T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T14:58:31.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new Nephew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuOyluTa1I/AAAAAAAAA3M/g1eqkJCPP68/s1600/100_3030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560695164689935186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuOyluTa1I/AAAAAAAAA3M/g1eqkJCPP68/s320/100_3030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackson Lewis Bjarnson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats Mike and Amanda and big brother Joshy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-7360903084664841166?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7360903084664841166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=7360903084664841166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7360903084664841166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7360903084664841166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-new-nephew.html' title='Our new Nephew!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuOyluTa1I/AAAAAAAAA3M/g1eqkJCPP68/s72-c/100_3030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-5713854327465228642</id><published>2011-01-10T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T14:55:34.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joslynns 4!</title><content type='html'>My baby girl turned 4 on December 27th. I have mixed feelings about it. It is hard for me to believe that she is already 4 but at the same time she is almost as tall as Abby and weighs more so she looks alot older than she is anyway. But still she is growing up way too fast!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuNZrolglI/AAAAAAAAA3E/_fMb5GyS1gA/s1600/100_3033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560693637268210258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuNZrolglI/AAAAAAAAA3E/_fMb5GyS1gA/s320/100_3033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cake I made her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuNZUSrOLI/AAAAAAAAA28/9xc7XfK8uw0/s1600/100_3022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560693631002294450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuNZUSrOLI/AAAAAAAAA28/9xc7XfK8uw0/s320/100_3022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuNY3muVKI/AAAAAAAAA20/naTE0wkY39k/s1600/100_3019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560693623301756066" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuNY3muVKI/AAAAAAAAA20/naTE0wkY39k/s320/100_3019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuNYcB4krI/AAAAAAAAA2s/AOgTQSEaSBo/s1600/100_3015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560693615899480754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuNYcB4krI/AAAAAAAAA2s/AOgTQSEaSBo/s320/100_3015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got a REAL camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuNYO9Tt-I/AAAAAAAAA2k/mvHdsVffle0/s1600/100_3011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560693612390627298" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuNYO9Tt-I/AAAAAAAAA2k/mvHdsVffle0/s320/100_3011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was not a fan of the headband lol but she was a good sport for me and wore it for a picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-5713854327465228642?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5713854327465228642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=5713854327465228642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/5713854327465228642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/5713854327465228642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/01/joslynns-4.html' title='Joslynns 4!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuNZrolglI/AAAAAAAAA3E/_fMb5GyS1gA/s72-c/100_3033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-979965279285629159</id><published>2011-01-10T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T14:45:40.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing in the snow</title><content type='html'>The girls got snow pants for Christmas this year and wasted no time trying them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuL1L5vwwI/AAAAAAAAA2c/JnaqDTlQpjA/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560691910763332354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuL1L5vwwI/AAAAAAAAA2c/JnaqDTlQpjA/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuL0wqEq6I/AAAAAAAAA2U/wDKojEsvt2g/s1600/DSC_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560691903449836450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuL0wqEq6I/AAAAAAAAA2U/wDKojEsvt2g/s320/DSC_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-979965279285629159?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/979965279285629159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=979965279285629159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/979965279285629159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/979965279285629159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/01/playing-in-snow.html' title='Playing in the snow'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuL1L5vwwI/AAAAAAAAA2c/JnaqDTlQpjA/s72-c/DSC_0039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2331673997104409200</id><published>2011-01-10T14:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T15:26:34.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>We had a great Christmas this year. It was the girls year with their dad so I made a call to santa and arranged for him to come to our house a couple days early. I loved seeing the girls open presents this year. They are growing up so fast. Tristan was not very interested in anything. But he was still cute though of course. On real Christmas we stayed at Phils parents and had Christmas morning with them. We were very blessed this year and it was a wonderful Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuJUVNDkOI/AAAAAAAAA2M/yKAysGztnVU/s1600/DSC_0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560689147301302498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuJUVNDkOI/AAAAAAAAA2M/yKAysGztnVU/s320/DSC_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuJUBc-CqI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Pqkca5M8IIk/s1600/DSC_0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560689141999340194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuJUBc-CqI/AAAAAAAAA2E/Pqkca5M8IIk/s320/DSC_0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuJT6gsJGI/AAAAAAAAA18/8J36YKaxFAQ/s1600/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560689140135896162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuJT6gsJGI/AAAAAAAAA18/8J36YKaxFAQ/s320/DSC_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuJTk546OI/AAAAAAAAA10/fZpY4HH7-zs/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560689134336010466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuJTk546OI/AAAAAAAAA10/fZpY4HH7-zs/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-2331673997104409200?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2331673997104409200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2331673997104409200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2331673997104409200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2331673997104409200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TSuJUVNDkOI/AAAAAAAAA2M/yKAysGztnVU/s72-c/DSC_0075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-950284676259070721</id><published>2010-12-22T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T09:37:11.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months!</title><content type='html'>We took Tristan to his 9 month check up yesterday. He weighs 16lbs 12oz and is 27 3/4 inches long. I'm pretty sure I messed up his height last check up because thats what I thought he was before. But anyway he is in the 3 percentile for his weight and 25-30 for his height. And guess what?!?! thats on the normal chart not preemie! :) We were shocked how tall he is and so was the doctor. But we will take it! He is long and skinny. Tristan has 4 teeth and he is fully crawling now. He LOVES his jumper and screams and squeels the whole time he is in it. He jumps so high sometimes I wonder if he is going to jump it right off the door frame. He is so wild. I can't imagine what he is going to be like when he starts walking. He doesn't hold still for ANYTHING! When I am holding him he is climbing or jumping all over me and changing his diaper is becoming quite the task. He says mama and dada but I am still not sure if he knows what they mean. He gives kisses and he gets so excited when he sees his bottle which kind of worries me. He wont take a binky anymore and is totally a bottle baby. We are so happy he is healthy and can't believe he is 9 months already!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-950284676259070721?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/950284676259070721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=950284676259070721' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/950284676259070721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/950284676259070721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/12/9-months.html' title='9 months!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-91323799465247270</id><published>2010-11-24T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T15:13:25.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week from you know where</title><content type='html'>This past week has been one thing after another. Starting with exactly a week ago when I underwent my D&amp;amp;C, then on Friday Tristan had his choking scare. From there it went to Sunday morning when we woke up to our basement flooded with raw sewage. Then on Monday morning Phil woke with a horrible stomach flu that would put him flat in bed for 3 days, that was followed closely by my trip to the ER Monday night because of complications from my D&amp;amp;C. Then on Tuesday Joslynn started running a fever which is ecspecially not good because she goes in for her ear surgery on Monday. And finally we end exactly 1 week later with my second surgery when they found a huge blood clot that took up my entire uterus, followed by another round of that HORRIBLE drug that makes my uterus contract putting me in extreme pain for 3 days. But through this all I have to say that I am so thankful for wonderful Dr's and nurses and the wonderful medical technology that they have now, but most of all I am thankful for mine and Phils WONDERFUL AMAZING family that have stepped up and taken care of our kids through all of this. Heres hoping that this neverending nightmare ends soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-91323799465247270?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/91323799465247270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=91323799465247270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/91323799465247270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/91323799465247270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/11/week-from-you-know-where.html' title='A week from you know where'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2756956547704227385</id><published>2010-11-22T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T09:44:51.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A close call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqrMW7XfvI/AAAAAAAAA1o/BFF-ff6UWjw/s1600/DSC_0937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542430520234180338" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqrMW7XfvI/AAAAAAAAA1o/BFF-ff6UWjw/s320/DSC_0937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night I layed on the couch still recovering from my surgery. Tristan was happy scooting on the floor. I had just vacuumed so I wouldnt have to worry about him eating things off the floor. He scooted over to me by the couch and the next thing I knew he had his head tipped sideways and his chest was heaving. He wasnt making any noise but I knew right away he was choking. I jumped up and grabbed him so fast I gave him a carpet burn on the side of his face but he didn't cry out in pain. I stuck my finger in his mouth trying to feel whatever it was and sweep it out but there was nothing. By this time he was turning blue and I began to panick, but suddenly something else took over. I have not been trained in the hymlic since before I had Abby. (6 years ago) but I just started doing it. I flipped him on his tummy and started doing back compressions and then flipped him back to do front thrusts. I had no clue if I was doing it right but after 15-20 HORRIFYING second of doing it Tristan took a breath. I stuck my finger in his mouth frantickly and out came a penny. I took a breath I didn't know I was holding but my relief didn't last long because now Tristan was screaming. He was screaming like I had never heard him scream before and I was so worried I had done something wrong. I called 911 and moments later paramedics arrived. They checked Tristan out and suggested they take him by ambulance to primary childrens. They worried I had broke some ribs and were afraid if the break was bad enough that it would puncture his lung. So off we went. For the first 5 min they drove with the lights off and Tristan began to be his normal self pulling off his oxygen and trying to eat it. But suddenly he became very lathargic and went to sleep. They were unable to arrouse him. So on the lights went and the atmosphere changed from relaxed and joking to panicked. As we arrived at the hospital Tristans eyes flew open. I once again breathed a sigh of relief. The rest was very calm. After xrays it was determined that Tristan only had bruised ribs and was completely fine and just flat out pooped from the whole ordeal. We left hours later snuggleing our baby boy. I can not even put into words how grateful I am that my baby boy is still alive. The paremedics said that 9 times out of 10 they arrive to a very different scene on these kind of calls. They made it clear that had I not acted so quickly Tristan would have been gone in a matter of minutes. I am just SO thankful that whatever training I was able to recall suddenly popped into my head right at the right moment. There is no doubt in my mind that the holy ghost was guiding me and there is no doubt in my mind that without that guidance my baby boy would not be here today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqj41gOSCI/AAAAAAAAA1g/N0wk-FaChtI/s1600/hospital%2Banimal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542422488263051298" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqj41gOSCI/AAAAAAAAA1g/N0wk-FaChtI/s320/hospital%2Banimal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stuffed animal the hospital gave Tristan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqj42AigYI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/VIEuGlD9kkM/s1600/Penny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542422488398594434" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqj42AigYI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/VIEuGlD9kkM/s320/Penny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The penny that almost took my babys life.&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/3690855464523233118-2756956547704227385?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2756956547704227385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2756956547704227385' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2756956547704227385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2756956547704227385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/11/close-call.html' title='A close call'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqrMW7XfvI/AAAAAAAAA1o/BFF-ff6UWjw/s72-c/DSC_0937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-9194487320806953840</id><published>2010-11-22T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T09:07:48.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;AT 8 MONTHS TRISTAN......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weighs 16lbs 4oz fully clothed&lt;br /&gt;Is 27 3/4 inches long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND CAN.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqiSTEimaI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/AXQIkH8L5V0/s1600/scooter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542420726673480098" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqiSTEimaI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/AXQIkH8L5V0/s320/scooter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCOOT EVERYWHERE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqiKpNg9FI/AAAAAAAAA1I/bv9vxKNOCLo/s1600/snuggle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542420595177747538" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqiKpNg9FI/AAAAAAAAA1I/bv9vxKNOCLo/s320/snuggle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SNUGGLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqiJ1Cl23I/AAAAAAAAA1A/QQBie7WsJNw/s1600/sit%2Bup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542420581173287794" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqiJ1Cl23I/AAAAAAAAA1A/QQBie7WsJNw/s320/sit%2Bup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIT UP FOR SHORT PERIODS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqiIye2CsI/AAAAAAAAA04/xhXAWo7iWFc/s1600/pout%2Bface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542420563306613442" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqiIye2CsI/AAAAAAAAA04/xhXAWo7iWFc/s320/pout%2Bface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POUT WHEN MOMMY TAKES THINGS AWAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqiIyMXfJI/AAAAAAAAA0w/mAcj0LYGiYI/s1600/kisses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542420563229113490" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqiIyMXfJI/AAAAAAAAA0w/mAcj0LYGiYI/s320/kisses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIVE KISSES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqiItyayaI/AAAAAAAAA0o/ZCHa9kv6z7M/s1600/climb%2Bout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542420562046536098" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqiItyayaI/AAAAAAAAA0o/ZCHa9kv6z7M/s320/climb%2Bout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND CLIMB OUT OF THINGS WHILE BUCKLED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-9194487320806953840?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9194487320806953840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=9194487320806953840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/9194487320806953840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/9194487320806953840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/11/8-months.html' title='8 months!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOqiSTEimaI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/AXQIkH8L5V0/s72-c/scooter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-1081000770233460337</id><published>2010-11-18T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T09:15:20.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A hard few weeks</title><content type='html'>I don't know what is making me post about this, I had decided a bit ago that I wanted as few as possible to know but for some reason I feel like I need to get this out. The beginning of September we found out that I was pregnant again. We of course were SHOCKED and scrambled to try and get our head around it. I struggled at first because we had just decided we were done having kids and I was excited to get my body back, but after a few days I found my knees and prayed. As I prayed I felt peace. A peace I have never felt before. And as I prayed a story played out in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Happy Little Family&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was a happy little family. There was a mommy, a daddy, a little girl named Abby, a little girl named Joslynn, and a baby boy named Tristan. The mommy and daddy of this family felt that their happy little family was complete. But they didn’t know that up in heaven a little spirit waited to join their happy family. As this spirit waited patiently the mommy and daddy decided that they didn’t want to have anymore kids. The little spirit was devastated. “What do we do?” She asked heavenly father. Heavenly father picked her up and hugged her. “I’m afraid there is only one thing we can do, we need to send you down to join the happy little family.” he said sitting her on his knee. “But they aren’t ready yet, Brother just barely went down” she said with tears in her eyes. “I’m afraid my little one that if we wait any longer it will be too late.” He said wiping her tears. So with that he hugged her one more time and sent her right down to the happy little family knowing that if he waited a second more it would be too late for the little spirit. Heavenly father watched as the mommy and daddy of the happy little family learned that they would be having another little spirit joining their family, and when it seemed too much for the mommy of the happy little family he sent the holy ghost to comfort her and help her understand what happened in heaven and why the little spirit was coming so soon. And so this happy little family of 5 was soon to be a happy little family of 6 as they eagerly awaited the arrival of the little spirit so lovingly sent by heavenly father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like everything was going to be ok and after sharing it with Phil we began to get very excited about this little spirit. But our second ultrasound at 11 weeks showed that the baby had no heart beat and was measuring smaller than that. I was given my options. Having been through this several times before I knew that I wanted to wait and miscarry on my own. but weeks later nothing had happened and I began to run a high fever. My doctor told me I had an infection and I couldn't wait any longer. He put me on a prescription that would make my uterus contract to help me along. It was the most painful and longest 3 days of my life, but after only 4 hours of light bleeding I still hadn't miscarried. So I was scheduled for a D&amp;amp;C. This would be my third and I was dreading it. Yesterday was a long day at the hospital but its finally done and I can feel like I can try and move on. Before they put me under my doctor was talking to me, he is just such a great man and he expressed how sorry he was that we were having to do this yet again. He looked at my chart and told me that this was my 11th pregnancy and he hoped and prayed that my next one would have a very different result. Even though I have been through this 8 times now I can't complain because out of those 11 pregnancies I have gotten 3 beautiful amazing kids and I count myself very lucky and blessed. This experience has been very hard and I have not quite come to understand everything yet but I feel strongly that when we are ready there is another little spirit waiting up there to join our happy little family and I can't wait to meet them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-1081000770233460337?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1081000770233460337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=1081000770233460337' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1081000770233460337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1081000770233460337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/11/hard-few-weeks.html' title='A hard few weeks'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-1761753921653524263</id><published>2010-11-18T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T15:46:07.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One proud momma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOW5_coKCsI/AAAAAAAAA0g/mKh3w7gkyo8/s1600/abby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541039416216783554" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOW5_coKCsI/AAAAAAAAA0g/mKh3w7gkyo8/s320/abby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few weeks ago I got to go to Abbys parent teacher conference. I had high hopes going in, Abby is a great kid and so smart. But the praise her teacher gave her had me beaming in my seat. I am so proud of this little girl! She is so sweet and dedicated and she has such a soft heart. To celebrate she wanted to go to Applebees with grandma and grandpa so we set a lunch date! I think she had alot of fun. Abby loves school and I can not wait to go to her next one and hear all the great things about her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-1761753921653524263?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1761753921653524263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=1761753921653524263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1761753921653524263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1761753921653524263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-proud-momma.html' title='One proud momma!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TOW5_coKCsI/AAAAAAAAA0g/mKh3w7gkyo8/s72-c/abby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2768857614815260083</id><published>2010-11-04T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T17:38:41.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween fun</title><content type='html'>Halloween was a blast. The girls were with their dad this year but we got to go see their costumes. They were so cute! Joslynn was a witch and Abby was Alex Russo off Wizards of Waverly place. Tristan was Superman and I was supergirl and Phil was bat man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNQl2OYWNI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/J-4KkZeyZA4/s1600/DSC_0882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535856978109683922" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNQl2OYWNI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/J-4KkZeyZA4/s320/DSC_0882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNQlihc-1I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/jm1cMOuZnQY/s1600/DSC_0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535856972820970322" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNQlihc-1I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/jm1cMOuZnQY/s320/DSC_0876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNPZa9Y-cI/AAAAAAAAA0I/fxJv3r_maWM/s1600/DSC_0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535855665120606658" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNPZa9Y-cI/AAAAAAAAA0I/fxJv3r_maWM/s320/DSC_0875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNPYyJHhJI/AAAAAAAAA0A/84pWEJR5X_k/s1600/DSC_0872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535855654163940498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNPYyJHhJI/AAAAAAAAA0A/84pWEJR5X_k/s320/DSC_0872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNPYsDMKrI/AAAAAAAAAz4/cyy_bAE8mSg/s1600/DSC_0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535855652528466610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNPYsDMKrI/AAAAAAAAAz4/cyy_bAE8mSg/s320/DSC_0922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNPYbRzRnI/AAAAAAAAAzw/73WOzLJn-Ew/s1600/DSC_0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535855648026347122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNPYbRzRnI/AAAAAAAAAzw/73WOzLJn-Ew/s320/DSC_0930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won these capes on our trip and couldn't resist a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNPXyxAmUI/AAAAAAAAAzo/eYVIE9gIszY/s1600/DSC_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535855637151390018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNPXyxAmUI/AAAAAAAAAzo/eYVIE9gIszY/s320/DSC_0932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-2768857614815260083?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2768857614815260083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2768857614815260083' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2768857614815260083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2768857614815260083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-fun.html' title='Halloween fun'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TNNQl2OYWNI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/J-4KkZeyZA4/s72-c/DSC_0882.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-594095877667146797</id><published>2010-11-04T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T12:18:01.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a daddys boy on our hands.</title><content type='html'>Everyday around 10:30 Tristan gets a little fussy. He is usually ALWAYS a happy boy but for some reason around this time he is not his usual happy hyper self. It seemed odd to me since he doesn't nap till about 1 so he isnt tired, he is fed and changed so thats not it, but I just c0uldn't put my finger on it so I decided to start paying attention to things. Phil usually gets home from work around 11:20, except Tuesdays when he has a meeting till noon. Well Usually as soon as Phil gets home Tristan is happy and excited and comes right out of his funk. So Tuesday rolled around and I watched the clock. I watched as 11:30 rolled around when he usually perks up, but he didn't. He whinned and fussed until Phil walked in the door around 12:20. And that is when it clicked. We have Tristan on a pretty good schedule, so he knows things and he can feel when it is time for his daddy to get home. One of the things that Phil and I discussed when we decided to have Tristan was my concerns. I was afraid that Tristan would become Phils #1. That when Phil walked in the door from work he would stop running to greet me and I would be replaced by this sweet little boy. I made sure that Phil knew just how much this worried me and he promised he would do his best not to let that happen. So now when Phil gets home he comes to me, he hugs me asks about my day kisses me and then turns to our little boy. Well on this particular day I watched as he did this, I watched Tristans excitment, his kicking legs and flying arms, his smile and squeels of joy as he impatiently awaited his daddys attention. And I watched as Phil picked him up and all Tristans excitment went away and turned into something else...I watched Tristan grab his daddys face and lean his forehead in and I realised that this was his way of hugging his daddy. I thought about all the other days, and realised he acted this way everytime his daddy came home. His excitment to see his daddy turned into a gesture of pure love and it almost brought tears to my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-594095877667146797?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/594095877667146797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=594095877667146797' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/594095877667146797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/594095877667146797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-have-daddys-boy-on-our-hands.html' title='We have a daddys boy on our hands.'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-411195920563227952</id><published>2010-10-18T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T12:18:26.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TLydDNf-UsI/AAAAAAAAAzg/r7cVUmVu-MM/s1600/First+cart+ride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529467120993063618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TLydDNf-UsI/AAAAAAAAAzg/r7cVUmVu-MM/s320/First+cart+ride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First cart ride!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TLydC0CJx1I/AAAAAAAAAzY/g7wfDp8OwNo/s1600/Not+working.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529467114157098834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TLydC0CJx1I/AAAAAAAAAzY/g7wfDp8OwNo/s320/Not+working.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan is learning how to put his bottle in his mouth... This however was not working for him and he was getting quite frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-411195920563227952?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/411195920563227952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=411195920563227952' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/411195920563227952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/411195920563227952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/10/big-boy.html' title='Big boy!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TLydDNf-UsI/AAAAAAAAAzg/r7cVUmVu-MM/s72-c/First+cart+ride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2798122370329165110</id><published>2010-10-01T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T10:04:39.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet girls</title><content type='html'>I feel like since Tristan is "hitting all the stages" ALL my posts are about him. So I wanted to post something about my sweet girls that keep me busy and laughing. I will start with Joslynn because those are the pictures that uploaded first and lets be honest I don't know how to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;Jos is my little ray of sunshine. She is so sweet and has THE biggest heart. She is always thinking about others. She is constantly complimenting everyone. She makes sure you know how much you are loved everyday. She gives hugs and kisses out of the blue and always sticks up for Abby even if Abby is getting in trouble for something she did to Jos. She says the funniest things like when she tripped in the hall and I here a thud and then she calls "It ok! I alright" or when she opens the door to yell to the garbage man "Thank you come again!" She is the first to say thank you for everything you do for her or buy her. She has her moments but she is so precious and she melts my heart everyday. She is always sharing like when her dad brought them home from Abbys dance class and they had starbucks All night she kept asking me if I wanted a sip of hers. "I will share mommy, do you like ice cream? Here take a sip" I love this little girl so much and I feel that without her my world would have a dark cloud around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYP3mgAivI/AAAAAAAAAzM/GHpo5iggy3Y/s1600/Jos+holding+phils+hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523119440918514418" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYP3mgAivI/AAAAAAAAAzM/GHpo5iggy3Y/s320/Jos+holding+phils+hand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYP3RDQRpI/AAAAAAAAAzE/rGU6AEF-q48/s1600/Jos+bow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523119435160766098" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYP3RDQRpI/AAAAAAAAAzE/rGU6AEF-q48/s320/Jos+bow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYP3Lt2n8I/AAAAAAAAAy8/yx3E_bOnyj4/s1600/Jos+attitude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523119433728827330" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYP3Lt2n8I/AAAAAAAAAy8/yx3E_bOnyj4/s320/Jos+attitude.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to my little Abby that is suddenly not so little anymore. I can't believe how much she has grown up. She is always helping me with everything. Cleaning, Tristan, Tristan, oh and did I metion Tristan? This girl is right there the second he makes a sound. "MOM!!!! Tristan is crying can I get him out of his swing?" Even if its a little wimper she is right there to tell me. She loves to carry him around and he actually loves it too. He is the first one she runs to when she comes back from her dads and the last one she kisses goodbye before she goes. She just adores him. One of my favorite things is picking her up from school. She talks my ear off all the way home telling me every detail about her day. It is so fun to see how much she loves school. She is a little monkey and can climb up anything. She likes to do her own hair and pick her own outfits. Sometimes there is a struggle over clothes. I can't wait till shes a teenager.... NOT! She is also very sweet and I often hear her telling Joslynn to let me sleep a little longer in the mornings. "Come on Jos lets go watch a show and let mommy sleep. She had a rough night." I can't count how many times I have come down to see them already eating breakfast and Abby telling me to go back to sleep. I can honestly say that she is one of my best friends and I love her so very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYPGlzmBSI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Sh-XSCscGSw/s1600/Abby+bow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523118598918636834" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYPGlzmBSI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Sh-XSCscGSw/s320/Abby+bow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYPGH8IWmI/AAAAAAAAAys/yx7ktfQq5iI/s1600/abby+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523118590901377634" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYPGH8IWmI/AAAAAAAAAys/yx7ktfQq5iI/s320/abby+eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYPGPMZhTI/AAAAAAAAAyk/4TeMLaI1Ngo/s1600/abby+monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523118592848659762" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYPGPMZhTI/AAAAAAAAAyk/4TeMLaI1Ngo/s320/abby+monkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-2798122370329165110?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2798122370329165110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2798122370329165110' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2798122370329165110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2798122370329165110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-sweet-girls.html' title='My sweet girls'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYP3mgAivI/AAAAAAAAAzM/GHpo5iggy3Y/s72-c/Jos+holding+phils+hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-687529621129508402</id><published>2010-10-01T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T09:26:45.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months!</title><content type='html'>Tristan turned 6 months on the 20th! He is getting so big and catching up to regular babies. At 6 months he....&lt;br /&gt;Weighs 14lbs and almost 11oz&lt;br /&gt;Is 25 1/2 in long&lt;br /&gt;rolls over both ways&lt;br /&gt;is talking 24/7!&lt;br /&gt;Has 2 bottom teeth&lt;br /&gt;Has started food and loves sweet potatoes but HATES carrots&lt;br /&gt;loves playing with toys&lt;br /&gt;loves to stand while you hold his hands&lt;br /&gt;looks like he is swimming whenever he is on his tummy&lt;br /&gt;slides on his back using his feet to get places&lt;br /&gt;and he LOVES THE TV&lt;br /&gt;Tristan is one of the happiest babies I have ever seen. He hardly ever cries so when he does we know he has gas or something. He is always smiling and laughing. We think he has started giving kisses though who really knows maybe he is just trying to eat our cheek. His hair is blond and fuzzy and is growing straight up in the front. He looks like a fuz ball but a VERY cute fuz ball. :) We are so happy to have this little guy in our family. He is such a joy and the girls just adore him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYLQjPsalI/AAAAAAAAAyc/F6AKLlath3Q/s1600/tristans+teeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523114371983370834" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYLQjPsalI/AAAAAAAAAyc/F6AKLlath3Q/s320/tristans+teeth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;His teeth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYHYeKiMBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/wManjkK2OsI/s1600/t+playin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523110110011994130" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYHYeKiMBI/AAAAAAAAAyU/wManjkK2OsI/s320/t+playin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playing on his play mat (Thanks Mike and Manda for letting us borrow it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYHYJDFYRI/AAAAAAAAAyM/kHRRCXz59fo/s1600/tristans+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523110104343601426" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYHYJDFYRI/AAAAAAAAAyM/kHRRCXz59fo/s320/tristans+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYHX37KaLI/AAAAAAAAAyE/9eyaWpZGrUw/s1600/t+in+play+thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523110099746973874" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYHX37KaLI/AAAAAAAAAyE/9eyaWpZGrUw/s320/t+in+play+thing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He likes to roll over and take it with him. Then he gets very upset until I fix it and smiles and does it again. I think he thinks its a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYHXlkp8YI/AAAAAAAAAx8/DPJJ9wAf-P8/s1600/t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523110094820733314" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYHXlkp8YI/AAAAAAAAAx8/DPJJ9wAf-P8/s320/t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My happy little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-687529621129508402?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/687529621129508402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=687529621129508402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/687529621129508402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/687529621129508402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/10/6-months.html' title='6 months!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TKYLQjPsalI/AAAAAAAAAyc/F6AKLlath3Q/s72-c/tristans+teeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-1357439458288846167</id><published>2010-09-10T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T00:03:46.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idaho trip</title><content type='html'>We went to see Phils sister in Idaho last weekend. It was fun and Tristan did GREAT!!! He was happy most of the car ride and I got some cute pics of the first day before my camera died. Of course right? Anyway here they are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIso-0K2OgI/AAAAAAAAAxU/e4bXhVfpSjE/s1600/100_2936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515547228266445314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIso-0K2OgI/AAAAAAAAAxU/e4bXhVfpSjE/s320/100_2936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Car ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIso-BbtbPI/AAAAAAAAAxM/6VqHHnnkQ_A/s1600/100_2928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515547214646963442" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIso-BbtbPI/AAAAAAAAAxM/6VqHHnnkQ_A/s320/100_2928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming in the hotel pool with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIso9vGFP-I/AAAAAAAAAxE/StaH616MjQc/s1600/100_2924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515547209724411874" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIso9vGFP-I/AAAAAAAAAxE/StaH616MjQc/s320/100_2924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks like such a chunk in this picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIso9Dn2W8I/AAAAAAAAAw8/YXLUgeb947w/s1600/100_2920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515547198054882242" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIso9Dn2W8I/AAAAAAAAAw8/YXLUgeb947w/s320/100_2920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is just like his daddy and loves to look at himself in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIso8svpskI/AAAAAAAAAw0/kzehM2Z22Zo/s1600/100_2918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515547191913591362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIso8svpskI/AAAAAAAAAw0/kzehM2Z22Zo/s320/100_2918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farmers market by Stacie and Jeffs house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-1357439458288846167?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1357439458288846167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=1357439458288846167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1357439458288846167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1357439458288846167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/idaho-trip.html' title='Idaho trip'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIso-0K2OgI/AAAAAAAAAxU/e4bXhVfpSjE/s72-c/100_2936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2021869993626564506</id><published>2010-09-10T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T23:53:31.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive me while I take a moment to pat myself on the back...</title><content type='html'>So I have been very discouraged lately because I am nowhere close to my goal weight or goal pants size. It seems to be all I think about lately and I have been busting my butt trying to lose weight but It seems to be coming off so slowly. Anyway today was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; bad day and I spent a good deal of the morning feeling sorry for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; when suddenly I realised that even though I am nowhere near where I want to be, at this very moment I weigh less than I have since before I had Abby. SO....even though I have a LONG way to go I think I can be proud of the fact that this is the closest I have been to where I want to be in over 5 years! Forgive me for bragging but this is kind of my way of trying to see things positively. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; hoping this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;attitude&lt;/span&gt; sticks for more than one day! As I was searching for a before picture I found that I did a very good job of staying out of pictures (for good reason!!!) Anyway this is really the only one I have.&lt;br /&gt;5 months ago....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIslGnkhdxI/AAAAAAAAAws/b6IMXnuD_7g/s1600/100_2249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515542964276918034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIslGnkhdxI/AAAAAAAAAws/b6IMXnuD_7g/s320/100_2249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIsky8BMFzI/AAAAAAAAAwk/6y-RyBAtCKo/s1600/DSC_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515542626168477490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIsky8BMFzI/AAAAAAAAAwk/6y-RyBAtCKo/s320/DSC_0854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIskyXKlnGI/AAAAAAAAAwc/a7IxaiPjJQQ/s1600/DSC_0853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515542616275786850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIskyXKlnGI/AAAAAAAAAwc/a7IxaiPjJQQ/s320/DSC_0853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully soon I will be posting one of me at my goal weight!!!&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/3690855464523233118-2021869993626564506?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2021869993626564506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2021869993626564506' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2021869993626564506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2021869993626564506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/forgive-me-while-i-take-moment-to-pat.html' title='Forgive me while I take a moment to pat myself on the back...'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIslGnkhdxI/AAAAAAAAAws/b6IMXnuD_7g/s72-c/100_2249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-640794105077519370</id><published>2010-09-10T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T23:38:32.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbys REAL first day of school</title><content type='html'>We survived! Abbys first day was very eventful. It started with a very excited little girl and then turned into me pulling a sobbing little girl off my leg and leaving her crying in her seat. That of course was followed closely by a tearful car ride home on my end. BUT we survived and Abby now LOVES school! I miss her when she is gone but it is so fun to hear about what she is learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIsjJdpt6mI/AAAAAAAAAwU/wRcJC3dNKSg/s1600/DSC_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515540814130702946" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIsjJdpt6mI/AAAAAAAAAwU/wRcJC3dNKSg/s320/DSC_0805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIsjIxqsKdI/AAAAAAAAAwM/__xW8cbqJ2w/s1600/DSC_0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515540802323622354" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIsjIxqsKdI/AAAAAAAAAwM/__xW8cbqJ2w/s320/DSC_0799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIsjIRoZvHI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Fs5-EKqxbgw/s1600/DSC_0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515540793724091506" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TIsjIRoZvHI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Fs5-EKqxbgw/s320/DSC_0797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3690855464523233118-640794105077519370?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/640794105077519370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=640794105077519370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/640794105077519370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Tristans first time eating cereal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="401" height="294" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f49f9f387fb6ec83" 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" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6301124180066699076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6301124180066699076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6301124180066699076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/09/tristans-first-time-eating-cereal.html' title='Tristans first time eating cereal!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-1784031313150141619</id><published>2010-08-29T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T20:44:52.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>We took my camera today and did pictures with my family. The kids were all pretty cranky (except my nephew Josh who has to be THE best behaved kid in the world) and Tristan was SO tired he couldn't even hold his head up for the pictures. Hopefully we can take him again and get some better shots cause he really is a happy boy most of the time. Here they are!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsoOV7Y1lI/AAAAAAAAAvM/sg5Mq184zTA/s1600/DSC_0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511042795887449682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsoOV7Y1lI/AAAAAAAAAvM/sg5Mq184zTA/s320/DSC_0742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsoNjfJlqI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ZAUk3kuplDY/s1600/DSC_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511042782347237026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsoNjfJlqI/AAAAAAAAAvE/ZAUk3kuplDY/s320/DSC_0736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsoNZunkvI/AAAAAAAAAu8/V0YOoGhQTEI/s1600/DSC_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511042779727762162" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsoNZunkvI/AAAAAAAAAu8/V0YOoGhQTEI/s320/DSC_0708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsoM0E7XDI/AAAAAAAAAu0/yq3W5eUSxRE/s1600/DSC_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511042769620786226" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsoM0E7XDI/AAAAAAAAAu0/yq3W5eUSxRE/s320/DSC_0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsoMd8JF0I/AAAAAAAAAus/IeK-IjvyVsQ/s1600/DSC_0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511042763678357314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsoMd8JF0I/AAAAAAAAAus/IeK-IjvyVsQ/s320/DSC_0734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsjKDq3TmI/AAAAAAAAAuk/g5U1h2hzGBI/s1600/DSC_0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511037224708689506" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsjKDq3TmI/AAAAAAAAAuk/g5U1h2hzGBI/s320/DSC_0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsjJkgoqMI/AAAAAAAAAuc/1MpSJr161ao/s1600/DSC_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511037216344287426" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsjJkgoqMI/AAAAAAAAAuc/1MpSJr161ao/s320/DSC_0645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsjJDeaouI/AAAAAAAAAuU/BC_-0-9vcdY/s1600/DSC_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511037207476609762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsjJDeaouI/AAAAAAAAAuU/BC_-0-9vcdY/s320/DSC_0658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsjIiNXbXI/AAAAAAAAAuM/7LUGtDIJrhk/s1600/DSC_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511037198546726258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsjIiNXbXI/AAAAAAAAAuM/7LUGtDIJrhk/s320/DSC_0651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsjHzHBMuI/AAAAAAAAAuE/BGFW0mUMrYk/s1600/DSC_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511037185903637218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsjHzHBMuI/AAAAAAAAAuE/BGFW0mUMrYk/s320/DSC_0787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-1784031313150141619?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1784031313150141619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=1784031313150141619' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1784031313150141619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1784031313150141619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THsoOV7Y1lI/AAAAAAAAAvM/sg5Mq184zTA/s72-c/DSC_0742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-7346490662505515789</id><published>2010-08-25T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T13:06:51.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THV2XMOEB8I/AAAAAAAAAt8/6k6rpBMXrpY/s1600/100_2867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509439859946948546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THV2XMOEB8I/AAAAAAAAAt8/6k6rpBMXrpY/s320/100_2867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tristan turned 5 months on the 20th. He is getting so big and we got to pull out the 3-6 month clothes last week!!!! Some of his 0-3 month still fit but are getting a little tight but it is so nice to have a whole new wardrobe to dress him in! :) He can almost hold up his head non stop now. He LOVES his fist and fingers, and everyone elses fingers, and my hair and Phils chest hair. He has not been to interested in many toys but there are 1 or 2 that he will play with for a few minutes. He rolls from his back to his side now and still HATES tummy time. He is drooling like crazy and he likes to bite us. We can't figure out if he is teething or not but he loves to chew on us. He has lost pretty much all of his hair except the very bottom above his neck. As it starts coming back in we have no clue what color it is going to be. It is looking blond but who knows! He giggles when he gets tickled (if he is in the mood) and it is the sweetest sound in the world! I LOVE it!!!! He can be crying and I will talk to him to calm him and he will smile at me while he is still crying. I love this little boy SO much and am so grateful for him! The girls love him too and he loves to be carried around by Abby even though it makes me VERY nervous. Happy 5 months buddy you're getting SO big!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-7346490662505515789?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7346490662505515789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=7346490662505515789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7346490662505515789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7346490662505515789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/5-months-old.html' title='5 months old!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THV2XMOEB8I/AAAAAAAAAt8/6k6rpBMXrpY/s72-c/100_2867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-944144752186125337</id><published>2010-08-24T21:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:43:23.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly happy boy</title><content type='html'>Tristan has the cutest personality. He is smiling more and starting to grab things alot more and he loves his fist! He can get that whole thing in there! Here are some recent pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSexWXwjqI/AAAAAAAAAtw/zyq1c5PJYZg/s1600/Tristan+toy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509202814836969122" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSexWXwjqI/AAAAAAAAAtw/zyq1c5PJYZg/s320/Tristan+toy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He worked hard to get ahold of this and was so proud of himself when he did. (We helped a little)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSewb-hD6I/AAAAAAAAAto/LIDhV_HIG4k/s1600/tristan+fist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509202799161839522" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSewb-hD6I/AAAAAAAAAto/LIDhV_HIG4k/s320/tristan+fist.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how you will find him most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-944144752186125337?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/944144752186125337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=944144752186125337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/944144752186125337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/944144752186125337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/silly-happy-boy.html' title='Silly happy boy'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSexWXwjqI/AAAAAAAAAtw/zyq1c5PJYZg/s72-c/Tristan+toy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-4324226780211800741</id><published>2010-08-24T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:39:29.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy daughter date</title><content type='html'>With Abby starting school I wanted to start doing something fun with the girls every once in awhile just us girls. My sister has a friend that is AMAZINGLY talented at doing manicures and pedicures and the girls have been very into that right now so I booked us a date! We had a blast and even though Jos found it hard to sit still for that long I think it was a success. The girls enjoyed picking out what they wanted and Jos picked out my nails and Abby picked out my toes. We had so much fun and I can't wait to spend more alone time with them I just have to figure out what to do. This will be hard to top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THScz0fkQgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/C_xKz_WFCjM/s1600/Mom+toes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509200658259264002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THScz0fkQgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/C_xKz_WFCjM/s320/Mom+toes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My pink zebra nails courtesy of Jos and watermelon toes courtesy of Abs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THScznXwNaI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Ju-YK2prJLA/s1600/Jos+toes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509200654736831906" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THScznXwNaI/AAAAAAAAAtY/Ju-YK2prJLA/s320/Jos+toes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joslynns blue sparkle toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSczBJIBLI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/jXpszBSFXTY/s1600/Abby+toes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509200644474930354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSczBJIBLI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/jXpszBSFXTY/s320/Abby+toes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbys lady bug toes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THScytY3XPI/AAAAAAAAAtI/KytCcOFLVOo/s1600/jos+nails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509200639172238578" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THScytY3XPI/AAAAAAAAAtI/KytCcOFLVOo/s320/jos+nails.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joslynns nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THScyP5ia9I/AAAAAAAAAtA/9T3BQfNG1JE/s1600/Abby+nails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509200631256214482" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THScyP5ia9I/AAAAAAAAAtA/9T3BQfNG1JE/s320/Abby+nails.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbys nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-4324226780211800741?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4324226780211800741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=4324226780211800741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/4324226780211800741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/4324226780211800741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/mommy-daughter-date.html' title='Mommy daughter date'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THScz0fkQgI/AAAAAAAAAtg/C_xKz_WFCjM/s72-c/Mom+toes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-3914210211108533681</id><published>2010-08-24T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:29:16.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbys first day of school. Not.</title><content type='html'>Ok here's the story. I missed Abbys registration and meet your teacher day because I was UN EXPECTANTLY having a baby. So we registered her late after things had calmed down. The lady at the office was out of pretty much everything paper wise and so she said just to wait until the teacher mailed me info. So I waited and waited and waited. And last Monday rolled around and I knew school would be starting VERY soon but I didn't know what day so I decided to call. Once again they were not full of information but she did tell me that school started the following Monday (the 23rd) Then Friday I got a letter from her teacher saying that parents were invited to attend the first day of school. How fun is that I thought. So Monday came and we treated it like it was her first day of school except Phil and I got to go with. Well it wasn't. It was more like an orientation. Her first day for real is the 30Th which is my birthday. Happy birthday to me. I will be an emotional wreck! Anyway here are some pictures and more will come when it is her first day for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSaVEsWXzI/AAAAAAAAAs4/hBNzHnt9WDo/s1600/100_2876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509197931008646962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSaVEsWXzI/AAAAAAAAAs4/hBNzHnt9WDo/s320/100_2876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSaUl9DmrI/AAAAAAAAAsw/JRX5m45_f1o/s1600/Abby+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509197922757221042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSaUl9DmrI/AAAAAAAAAsw/JRX5m45_f1o/s320/Abby+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-3914210211108533681?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3914210211108533681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=3914210211108533681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3914210211108533681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3914210211108533681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/abbys-first-day-of-school-not.html' title='Abbys first day of school. Not.'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSaVEsWXzI/AAAAAAAAAs4/hBNzHnt9WDo/s72-c/100_2876.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-7296348029874371667</id><published>2010-08-24T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:18:41.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Cuts</title><content type='html'>Getting hair done is always a struggle at our house. Both of the girls have thin stringy hair on the bottom and it gets knotted REALLY easily. Well I should say they did.... Abby woke up on Monday (what we thought was her first day of school, I will explain more in my next post)&lt;br /&gt; and asked if she could have a new hair cut for her new school. It was not the first time she had asked and I was really getting sick of fighting her over doing hair. SO I said yes. We got online and looked at some pictures and she picked the one she wanted. We did it right then and she LOVES it. I must say I do too and it is easy to do and guess what no snarls!!!!! YAY!!!! Anyway this morning Joslynn came to me and said she wanted her hair like Abbys. She said she wanted me to "cut out the snarls" like I did to Abby. This actually was very hard for me because Joslynns hair is alot thinner than Abbys and I am no professional. One semester of hair school was not enough for me to even consider myself skilled in anyway. So I thought it over and decided just to wing it. I was alot more nervous doing Joslynns because I didn't have a picture to look at but I must say it is ADORABLE!!! I was shocked at how much curl she actually has. She has always had more of just waves but not anymore! She loves it too and they have spent today fighting over whos is cutest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSXDOv1rtI/AAAAAAAAAso/vYPrIILJbIo/s1600/100_2884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509194325935107794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSXDOv1rtI/AAAAAAAAAso/vYPrIILJbIo/s320/100_2884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abbys new hair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSXCrV2bkI/AAAAAAAAAsg/D9k9PUw8m6c/s1600/100_2881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509194316430863938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSXCrV2bkI/AAAAAAAAAsg/D9k9PUw8m6c/s320/100_2881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both girls showing off the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSXByM7SaI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Fcx_cqIVnq8/s1600/100_2880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509194301092612514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSXByM7SaI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Fcx_cqIVnq8/s320/100_2880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both girls showing off the front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSXBQKsoCI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/aNcgfz7ggJs/s1600/Jos+hair+side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509194291956457506" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSXBQKsoCI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/aNcgfz7ggJs/s320/Jos+hair+side.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joslynns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-7296348029874371667?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7296348029874371667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=7296348029874371667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7296348029874371667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7296348029874371667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/hair-cuts.html' title='Hair Cuts'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/THSXDOv1rtI/AAAAAAAAAso/vYPrIILJbIo/s72-c/100_2884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-1149618036719096581</id><published>2010-08-01T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T19:39:05.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make up your mind kid!</title><content type='html'>Tristan can't decide if he wants to be a light sleeper or a heavy sleeper. Most of the time he is a light sleeper and he wakes up with every little noise or nudge. But every once in awhile he is impossible to wake up. Like when we are trying to wake him up so that he will sleep at night. Anyway in this picture he used to be on his side next to Phil but he jerked in his sleep and flopped right onto his tummy. Did this wake him up? No. But heaven forbid we try and lay him down if he falls asleep in our arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYuxo9wN2I/AAAAAAAAAsI/vb8Qxf43W9E/s1600/DSC_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500635425224537954" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYuxo9wN2I/AAAAAAAAAsI/vb8Qxf43W9E/s320/DSC_0617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3690855464523233118-1149618036719096581?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1149618036719096581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=1149618036719096581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1149618036719096581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1149618036719096581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/make-up-your-mind-kid.html' title='Make up your mind kid!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYuxo9wN2I/AAAAAAAAAsI/vb8Qxf43W9E/s72-c/DSC_0617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-6965909827485514099</id><published>2010-08-01T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T19:32:37.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEPOVER!!!</title><content type='html'>The other day Tristan was playing and the girls decided that they wanted to have a sleepover with him. So they got pillows and blankets and squished their way in. Yes Tristan is in there....somewhere. lol They are so silly. The silliest part was that this was in the middle of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYtPi6R-2I/AAAAAAAAAsA/u97viCrQ4z8/s1600/DSC_0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500633739972180834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYtPi6R-2I/AAAAAAAAAsA/u97viCrQ4z8/s320/DSC_0619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3690855464523233118-6965909827485514099?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6965909827485514099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6965909827485514099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6965909827485514099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6965909827485514099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/sleepover.html' title='SLEEPOVER!!!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYtPi6R-2I/AAAAAAAAAsA/u97viCrQ4z8/s72-c/DSC_0619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-4498958166515222308</id><published>2010-08-01T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T19:22:44.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not our most brilliant idea...</title><content type='html'>Phil and I have been wanting to go hiking for awhile now so last Sunday we looked online for an easy hike. It turned out there is one seriously down the street from us! We were so excited to check it out we packed Tristan right up and headed out to explore. Well we didn't think about it being the hottest time of the day plus it was a 100 degree day on top of that. We made it about a mile out of the 7 before we decided to turn around. Tristan was not looking so hot despite our attempts to cool him off by dumping our water bottles on his head. Anyway needless to say we were VERY happy to make it back to the car! But it was a beautiful hike and I for sure want to do it again this time at a cooler time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYqil5m9cI/AAAAAAAAAr4/DwjV2xAwOZ8/s1600/DSC_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500630768657298882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYqil5m9cI/AAAAAAAAAr4/DwjV2xAwOZ8/s320/DSC_0621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYqiQeMP2I/AAAAAAAAArw/zsKbFz2rU-k/s1600/DSC_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500630762905157474" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYqiQeMP2I/AAAAAAAAArw/zsKbFz2rU-k/s320/DSC_0627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYqh859sXI/AAAAAAAAAro/pYg3O10i3S0/s1600/DSC_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500630757652935026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYqh859sXI/AAAAAAAAAro/pYg3O10i3S0/s320/DSC_0630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYqhY5XJiI/AAAAAAAAArg/ww8ktl7EbC4/s1600/DSC_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500630747986732578" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYqhY5XJiI/AAAAAAAAArg/ww8ktl7EbC4/s320/DSC_0632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYqg2CijjI/AAAAAAAAArY/v7sjYDINpVU/s1600/DSC_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500630738629987890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYqg2CijjI/AAAAAAAAArY/v7sjYDINpVU/s320/DSC_0634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/3690855464523233118-4498958166515222308?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4498958166515222308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=4498958166515222308' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/4498958166515222308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/4498958166515222308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/08/not-our-most-brilliant-idea.html' title='Not our most brilliant idea...'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TFYqil5m9cI/AAAAAAAAAr4/DwjV2xAwOZ8/s72-c/DSC_0621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-7253110390024430335</id><published>2010-07-25T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T15:58:05.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting so big</title><content type='html'>I thought I could show some examples of how much Tristan has developed in the past month.&lt;br /&gt;The other day I was writing with a marker and holding Tristan he reached out and grabbed it and we havent gotten it back since. Everytime we take it away he cries. We have tried to trade for toys but he is not having it. Don't worry I watch really closely so he doesn't poke his eye out!&lt;br /&gt;He also has been smiling like crazy. He has his moods where you have to work hard to get one but other times you just talk to him and he smiles. My favorite is when he wakes up. He always greets me with a smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEzAeS10P8I/AAAAAAAAArQ/mz8hF954WMk/s1600/Tristan+and+his+pen.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497980871798702018" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEzAeS10P8I/AAAAAAAAArQ/mz8hF954WMk/s320/Tristan+and+his+pen.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEzAd6toXoI/AAAAAAAAArI/Qm_4J1hkvy4/s1600/Tristan+licking+his+pen.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497980865321918082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEzAd6toXoI/AAAAAAAAArI/Qm_4J1hkvy4/s320/Tristan+licking+his+pen.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEzAdfq3k8I/AAAAAAAAArA/I9eIqtrpLX0/s1600/Tristan+smiling.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497980858062574530" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEzAdfq3k8I/AAAAAAAAArA/I9eIqtrpLX0/s320/Tristan+smiling.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEzAdJMr-AI/AAAAAAAAAq4/LPbmETG1UP4/s1600/100_2773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497980852030404610" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEzAdJMr-AI/AAAAAAAAAq4/LPbmETG1UP4/s320/100_2773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-7253110390024430335?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7253110390024430335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=7253110390024430335' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7253110390024430335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7253110390024430335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/07/getting-so-big.html' title='Getting so big'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEzAeS10P8I/AAAAAAAAArQ/mz8hF954WMk/s72-c/Tristan+and+his+pen.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-563407489006713359</id><published>2010-07-25T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T15:11:35.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months old!</title><content type='html'>Tristan had his 4 month old checkup on Monday. He is 10lbs 10oz and 23in long. He is getting so big and really starting to develop a personality. He grabs things now and smiles all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEy2BewTibI/AAAAAAAAAqw/fNif2PHrzn8/s1600/100_2347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497969381664328114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEy2BewTibI/AAAAAAAAAqw/fNif2PHrzn8/s320/100_2347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEy2A-C51VI/AAAAAAAAAqo/F10FOAL6SzY/s1600/100_2285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497969372883965266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEy2A-C51VI/AAAAAAAAAqo/F10FOAL6SzY/s320/100_2285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan 4 months ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEy0KBjZOBI/AAAAAAAAAqg/CNPM7dLxQsk/s1600/DSC_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497967329421113362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEy0KBjZOBI/AAAAAAAAAqg/CNPM7dLxQsk/s320/DSC_0497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEy0JuaWctI/AAAAAAAAAqY/3FvoegwY9nI/s1600/DSC_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497967324282909394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEy0JuaWctI/AAAAAAAAAqY/3FvoegwY9nI/s320/DSC_0531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan now!!!!&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/3690855464523233118-563407489006713359?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/563407489006713359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=563407489006713359' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/563407489006713359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/563407489006713359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/07/4-months-old.html' title='4 months old!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEy2BewTibI/AAAAAAAAAqw/fNif2PHrzn8/s72-c/100_2347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2634538366995068541</id><published>2010-07-25T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T15:59:18.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24th</title><content type='html'>The 24th was a really busy day but it was so fun! First we went with Phils family to a pond in Herriman. It is just big enough for khiaks and it has a sandy beach to play on. The girls had fun playing and they even went in the khiaks! The girls and I made a sand castle and I even capsized a khiak. After we were sunned out we went to my parents house for a BBQ and some fireworks. Here are pictures but they are not in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEytq3zJO9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/AUiNSA6AcsI/s1600/100_2850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497960197157108690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEytq3zJO9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/AUiNSA6AcsI/s320/100_2850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and their aunt heidi doing sparlkers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEytqdy7yaI/AAAAAAAAAqI/UM5m8cJ93mw/s1600/100_2848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497960190176905634" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEytqdy7yaI/AAAAAAAAAqI/UM5m8cJ93mw/s320/100_2848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan loved the fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEytprYtcYI/AAAAAAAAAqA/IIcHQ8b2nro/s1600/100_2859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497960176645140866" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEytprYtcYI/AAAAAAAAAqA/IIcHQ8b2nro/s320/100_2859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil playing football with the girls. They are actually really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEytpBkIOGI/AAAAAAAAAp4/s10NEtil8xE/s1600/100_2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497960165418743906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEytpBkIOGI/AAAAAAAAAp4/s10NEtil8xE/s320/100_2823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan with his Grandma Despain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEytorCiedI/AAAAAAAAApw/uPFwcFE5r4I/s1600/100_2800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497960159372278226" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEytorCiedI/AAAAAAAAApw/uPFwcFE5r4I/s320/100_2800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joslynn and Phil and Tristan. This was Tristans first time swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEynsFGVHqI/AAAAAAAAApo/L8vc57SGmAI/s1600/100_2819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497953620837342882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEynsFGVHqI/AAAAAAAAApo/L8vc57SGmAI/s320/100_2819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls playing with Riley, Aunt Sherron and Uncle Jeff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEynrRJ_tYI/AAAAAAAAApg/8kgpRZKqH1k/s1600/100_2821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497953606894073218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEynrRJ_tYI/AAAAAAAAApg/8kgpRZKqH1k/s320/100_2821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jos riding in the Khiak with grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEynqtedOHI/AAAAAAAAApY/DxaiehDLYw0/s1600/100_2812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497953597316216946" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEynqtedOHI/AAAAAAAAApY/DxaiehDLYw0/s320/100_2812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abs with Phil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEynqD7K3JI/AAAAAAAAApQ/_G47wfbHxuU/s1600/100_2806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497953586162359442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEynqD7K3JI/AAAAAAAAApQ/_G47wfbHxuU/s320/100_2806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby with Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEynpesKf4I/AAAAAAAAApI/J4WMlsnkEsQ/s1600/100_2797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497953576167309186" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEynpesKf4I/AAAAAAAAApI/J4WMlsnkEsQ/s320/100_2797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan playing in the water with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-2634538366995068541?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2634538366995068541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2634538366995068541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2634538366995068541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2634538366995068541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/07/24th.html' title='24th'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEytq3zJO9I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/AUiNSA6AcsI/s72-c/100_2850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-3211839471418391726</id><published>2010-07-25T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T13:58:19.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School clothes shopping</title><content type='html'>I decided to take Abby on a little mommy daughter day for her school clothes shopping. First we went to lunch at Arbys. It seems to be her favorite place lately. Then off shopping we went! Most of her outfits that she picked out were Hannah Montana. Not surprising! We had a blast! It was some much needed one on one time together and it was fun to see how much she has grown up. She is such a little girlie girl! I wish I could have bought her everything she wanted but we got some really cute stuff and she is so excited for school. Me not so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEyj1ZulZSI/AAAAAAAAApA/na44j4ljQ5s/s1600/Abby+school+outfit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497949382947202338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEyj1ZulZSI/AAAAAAAAApA/na44j4ljQ5s/s320/Abby+school+outfit.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbys first day of school Hannah Montana outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEyj0zEPn2I/AAAAAAAAAo4/vKHyRvbsuUU/s1600/me+and+abs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497949372569067362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEyj0zEPn2I/AAAAAAAAAo4/vKHyRvbsuUU/s320/me+and+abs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Abs at Arbys&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/3690855464523233118-3211839471418391726?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3211839471418391726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=3211839471418391726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3211839471418391726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3211839471418391726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/07/school-clothes-shopping.html' title='School clothes shopping'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TEyj1ZulZSI/AAAAAAAAApA/na44j4ljQ5s/s72-c/Abby+school+outfit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-7114049782742305092</id><published>2010-07-05T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:16:55.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pictures</title><content type='html'>This is me trying to catch up. These pictures are not in any order what so ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK5s1L01TI/AAAAAAAAAoU/qQHRVhhT_s8/s1600/100_2701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490655075560117554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK5s1L01TI/AAAAAAAAAoU/qQHRVhhT_s8/s320/100_2701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex,Josh, Abby and Joslynn playing at Grandma Dawns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK5r50ctAI/AAAAAAAAAoM/4Jlx_-pFmBA/s1600/100_2692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490655059624375298" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK5r50ctAI/AAAAAAAAAoM/4Jlx_-pFmBA/s320/100_2692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby modeling her new swim suit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK5rSFKacI/AAAAAAAAAoE/4iTDj4eiuJA/s1600/100_2688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490655048957061570" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK5rSFKacI/AAAAAAAAAoE/4iTDj4eiuJA/s320/100_2688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jos modeling her new swim suit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK5qWpttHI/AAAAAAAAAn8/fhV-DY3fyYc/s1600/100_2683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490655033004242034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK5qWpttHI/AAAAAAAAAn8/fhV-DY3fyYc/s320/100_2683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK5pMyGE5I/AAAAAAAAAn0/mcS1SXRIiyo/s1600/100_2737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490655013175169938" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK5pMyGE5I/AAAAAAAAAn0/mcS1SXRIiyo/s320/100_2737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan and his Aunt Stacie who had not seen him since he was 3 weeks old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-7114049782742305092?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7114049782742305092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=7114049782742305092' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7114049782742305092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7114049782742305092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-pictures.html' title='Random pictures'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK5s1L01TI/AAAAAAAAAoU/qQHRVhhT_s8/s72-c/100_2701.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-7078472828490304028</id><published>2010-07-05T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:51:21.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah Dawn Nageli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK2Gmb_oAI/AAAAAAAAAns/9Ny9wlWrqg8/s1600/DSC_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490651120231489538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK2Gmb_oAI/AAAAAAAAAns/9Ny9wlWrqg8/s320/DSC_0588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK2GDScZQI/AAAAAAAAAnk/HHrzbQt6psk/s1600/DSC_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490651110796190978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK2GDScZQI/AAAAAAAAAnk/HHrzbQt6psk/s320/DSC_0597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hannah Dawn Nageli was born June 30th and weighed 6pounds and 8ounces. She is my first niece!!!! We are so happy she is here! Congrats Jenny and Shawn!&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/3690855464523233118-7078472828490304028?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7078472828490304028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=7078472828490304028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7078472828490304028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7078472828490304028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/07/hannah-dawn-nageli.html' title='Hannah Dawn Nageli'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK2Gmb_oAI/AAAAAAAAAns/9Ny9wlWrqg8/s72-c/DSC_0588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-9059413184459942438</id><published>2010-07-05T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:46:05.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh how he has grown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK0oiTB9nI/AAAAAAAAAnU/7lUwJkiEP5E/s1600/first+newborn+size+outfit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490649504212448882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK0oiTB9nI/AAAAAAAAAnU/7lUwJkiEP5E/s320/first+newborn+size+outfit.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tristan at 2 months in his first newborn size outfit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK0pI2E0vI/AAAAAAAAAnc/2D9GvyMgxJo/s1600/DSC_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490649514559984370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK0pI2E0vI/AAAAAAAAAnc/2D9GvyMgxJo/s320/DSC_0578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tristan in same outfit at 3 1/2 months!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-9059413184459942438?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9059413184459942438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=9059413184459942438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/9059413184459942438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/9059413184459942438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-how-he-has-grown.html' title='Oh how he has grown!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDK0oiTB9nI/AAAAAAAAAnU/7lUwJkiEP5E/s72-c/first+newborn+size+outfit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-6628879500031507917</id><published>2010-07-05T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T21:33:38.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blaze game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDKyCW7cfKI/AAAAAAAAAnM/gV5KYF5h6cM/s1600/100_2648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490646649302449314" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDKyCW7cfKI/AAAAAAAAAnM/gV5KYF5h6cM/s320/100_2648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Fathers Day we went to a blaze game with Phils parents. It was fun bit man they really suck! Tristan did great. He wouldn't watch the game though he kept his head up looking at the speakers above us the whole time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-6628879500031507917?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6628879500031507917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6628879500031507917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6628879500031507917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6628879500031507917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/07/blaze-game.html' title='Blaze game'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDKyCW7cfKI/AAAAAAAAAnM/gV5KYF5h6cM/s72-c/100_2648.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-5670249134390154793</id><published>2010-07-05T21:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:43:24.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phils Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDKxJJFJZ4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/SNjWkTUhBag/s1600/100_2656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490645666332501890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDKxJJFJZ4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/SNjWkTUhBag/s320/100_2656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 24th Phil turned 24. What an old fart!!! We went golfing and then to a movie. We took Tristan but ended up taking turns outside with him. We wont make that mistake again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-5670249134390154793?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/5670249134390154793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=5670249134390154793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/5670249134390154793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/5670249134390154793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/07/phils-birthday.html' title='Phils Birthday'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDKxJJFJZ4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/SNjWkTUhBag/s72-c/100_2656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2866083380691933415</id><published>2010-07-05T21:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T20:37:47.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll show you Mommy!</title><content type='html'>This picture was taken not long after my last post! Guess that will teach me not to speak too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDKwCOuTc2I/AAAAAAAAAm8/nQCMxRLNRUY/s1600/Tristan+smiles.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490644448076591970" style="WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDKwCOuTc2I/AAAAAAAAAm8/nQCMxRLNRUY/s320/Tristan+smiles.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3690855464523233118-2866083380691933415?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2866083380691933415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2866083380691933415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2866083380691933415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2866083380691933415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/07/ill-show-you-mommy.html' title='I&apos;ll show you Mommy!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TDKwCOuTc2I/AAAAAAAAAm8/nQCMxRLNRUY/s72-c/Tristan+smiles.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-673844911880330252</id><published>2010-06-28T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T19:55:39.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be patient with me mommy...</title><content type='html'>I have been really struggling lately. Alot of babies were born around the same time as Tristan and I see how much more progressed they are and it makes me sad. They can smile and laugh and they have little personalities. I want Tristan to be like that. I want him to smile when I talk to him and laugh and pay attention to me. He is over 3 months old now and he is not doing anything. But then I have to remember that as far as his gestational age goes he is only 7 weeks old. Crazy to think about. He is still a newborn and I need to be patient with him. He is 9 pounds now and gets bigger everyday and I know that when he does get bigger I will be wishing for these days when he was a newborn and small and just layed there. So I will do my best to be patient with my little guy. He is doing the best he can and what is to be expected of him and I just need to enjoy this time. But I CAN NOT wait till he looks at me and smiles a big open mouthed smile! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-673844911880330252?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/673844911880330252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=673844911880330252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/673844911880330252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/673844911880330252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/06/be-patient-with-me-mommy.html' title='Be patient with me mommy...'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2267198050524584392</id><published>2010-06-19T16:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T16:52:47.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet Joslynn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1XvlXqB5I/AAAAAAAAAm0/vfCN_n1YjM8/s1600/Shy+jos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484636396203935634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1XvlXqB5I/AAAAAAAAAm0/vfCN_n1YjM8/s320/Shy+jos.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joslynn is so sweet. She is always complimenting everyone and thinking of others. The other day we were watching a movie and she disapeared and came back with a blanket and started wrapping me up. I said "How did you know mommy was cold?" She said "I saw your cold bumps."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-2267198050524584392?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2267198050524584392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2267198050524584392' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2267198050524584392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2267198050524584392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-sweet-joslynn.html' title='My sweet Joslynn'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1XvlXqB5I/AAAAAAAAAm0/vfCN_n1YjM8/s72-c/Shy+jos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2664930193381266980</id><published>2010-06-19T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T16:39:55.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They crack me up</title><content type='html'>Because.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1UQWIIRHI/AAAAAAAAAmk/9aIRRIJwNlE/s1600/Abby.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484632561001448562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1UQWIIRHI/AAAAAAAAAmk/9aIRRIJwNlE/s320/Abby.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I took this picture Abby said "wait mom, hows my hair?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1UPz1whhI/AAAAAAAAAmc/NYqOpJDqppA/s1600/Jos+lip.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484632551797589522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1UPz1whhI/AAAAAAAAAmc/NYqOpJDqppA/s320/Jos+lip.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when you ask Joslynn to smile for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1UPq5dbMI/AAAAAAAAAmU/TP6cgTZnGqE/s1600/DSC_0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484632549397195970" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1UPq5dbMI/AAAAAAAAAmU/TP6cgTZnGqE/s320/DSC_0430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristans arm is like a spring when he sleeps, it can't be comfy but you try and put it down and it pops right back up.&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/3690855464523233118-2664930193381266980?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2664930193381266980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2664930193381266980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2664930193381266980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2664930193381266980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/06/they-crack-me-up.html' title='They crack me up'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1UQWIIRHI/AAAAAAAAAmk/9aIRRIJwNlE/s72-c/Abby.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-3808183802499292076</id><published>2010-06-19T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T16:24:59.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good morning!</title><content type='html'>Every morning when I wake up...no matter how long the night was I get a little reminder of how awesome it is to be a mom because I wake up to this......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1RhvET7iI/AAAAAAAAAmM/sF8cxisKyVE/s1600/good+morning.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484629561219214882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1RhvET7iI/AAAAAAAAAmM/sF8cxisKyVE/s320/good+morning.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-3808183802499292076?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3808183802499292076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=3808183802499292076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3808183802499292076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3808183802499292076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-morning.html' title='Good morning!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1RhvET7iI/AAAAAAAAAmM/sF8cxisKyVE/s72-c/good+morning.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-1809728019841738921</id><published>2010-06-19T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T16:47:58.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy it hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1XC3zGlgI/AAAAAAAAAms/ErrVzuz0FO8/s1600/it+hurts.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484635628056778242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1XC3zGlgI/AAAAAAAAAms/ErrVzuz0FO8/s320/it+hurts.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tristan has not been sleeping the best lately and it has been very frustrating. I took him to the doctors and we found out that he has a double eye infection and a double ear infection and all of the sudden the nights of screaming made sense. I felt horrible for getting so frustrated with him. All that time he was probably hurting so bad and I had no clue. I am so glad that there is medicine for things like this and he is starting to feel better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-1809728019841738921?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1809728019841738921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=1809728019841738921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1809728019841738921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1809728019841738921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/06/mommy-it-hurts.html' title='Mommy it hurts'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TB1XC3zGlgI/AAAAAAAAAms/ErrVzuz0FO8/s72-c/it+hurts.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-7245486539047886967</id><published>2010-06-11T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:51:07.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting so big!</title><content type='html'>Tristan had his 2 month appointment this weeek even though he is almost 3 months now. (we waited too long to schedule it) He is 8lbs 7oz and 21 inches long. For his prematurity he is in the 30 percentile for his weight and 50 percentile for his height. He is still not even close to being on the charts for regular babies. Things are going well. He has been having these spells where he stops breathing and he actually did it while we were at the doctors. She was a little concerned so she set us up with an apnea machine. It is a monitor that tells us when he stops breathing so we know when we need to stimulate him. It also tells us when his heart rate is too high or too low. It freaks me out when it goes off but at the same time it makes me feel better because now I know for sure when he needs help to remember to breath. Before it was like is he ok...do I need to do something...is he breathing or is he not. I never really knew what was going on but now I know exactly when to step in. He is getting so big! He now fits in all of his newborn clothes and some of his 0-3 month sleepers. He doesn't smile much but every once in awhile we get one and the doctor said that is normal. He hates tummy time and usually freaks out when we try to give it to him. But he will lift his head and kick his legs. I can't believe he is almost 3 months old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TBKu53hKokI/AAAAAAAAAmE/17Oc17mPVPY/s1600/DSC_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481636005642150466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TBKu53hKokI/AAAAAAAAAmE/17Oc17mPVPY/s320/DSC_0423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TBKu5RWSu0I/AAAAAAAAAl8/6ZGFl_jNatk/s1600/DSC_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481635995395996482" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TBKu5RWSu0I/AAAAAAAAAl8/6ZGFl_jNatk/s320/DSC_0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TBKu4_rQeiI/AAAAAAAAAl0/m7nqdclojoQ/s1600/DSC_0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481635990652090914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TBKu4_rQeiI/AAAAAAAAAl0/m7nqdclojoQ/s320/DSC_0424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3690855464523233118-7245486539047886967?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7245486539047886967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=7245486539047886967' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7245486539047886967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7245486539047886967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/06/getting-so-big.html' title='Getting so big!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TBKu53hKokI/AAAAAAAAAmE/17Oc17mPVPY/s72-c/DSC_0423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-7662214894723138093</id><published>2010-06-03T09:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:49:39.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day fun!</title><content type='html'>We had a great Memorial Day! Phil only had to work his morning shift so after he got off we took the girls to their favorite food places (Abby Arbys and Jos Mcdonalds) and then went to the park and had a picnic. (Yes I forgot my camera for this part of the day.) The girls loved it and thought it was the greatest thing to be able to eat at the park. After they played awhile we headed home for Jos to have a quick nap and then went and had dinner at Phils parents. We played some lacross and horse shoes and went for quite a few wagon rides. Below you will find a picture of Phils solution to the several requests for another wagon ride. Sorry the pictures are out of order it was being difficult. Anyway after Phil played a few basketball games with his Dad we headed to my parents for smores around the campfire. We we happy to see Mike and Amanda still there. They just moved from Logan and we are excited to get to see them more. After that we headed home and crashed! It was a long day and we were all exhausted but it was so much fun!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TAfabtX5giI/AAAAAAAAAlk/krBtvMEigjo/s1600/DSC_0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478587641290654242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TAfabtX5giI/AAAAAAAAAlk/krBtvMEigjo/s320/DSC_0413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TAfaam9u_aI/AAAAAAAAAlc/6inTtZqi6Sg/s1600/DSC_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478587622390431138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TAfaam9u_aI/AAAAAAAAAlc/6inTtZqi6Sg/s320/DSC_0407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TAfaaSZZztI/AAAAAAAAAlU/qYa-xEiuP5o/s1600/DSC_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478587616869338834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TAfaaSZZztI/AAAAAAAAAlU/qYa-xEiuP5o/s320/DSC_0405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TAfabtX5giI/AAAAAAAAAlk/krBtvMEigjo/s1600/DSC_0413.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes that is Phils grandpas Jazzy chair&lt;br /&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/3690855464523233118-7662214894723138093?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7662214894723138093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=7662214894723138093' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7662214894723138093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7662214894723138093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/06/memorial-day-fun.html' title='Memorial Day fun!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TAfabtX5giI/AAAAAAAAAlk/krBtvMEigjo/s72-c/DSC_0413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-3814385016659650835</id><published>2010-06-03T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:28:32.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristan and Braxton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TAfW7l1BnjI/AAAAAAAAAlM/hID77mHCed8/s1600/DSC_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478583790974639666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TAfW7l1BnjI/AAAAAAAAAlM/hID77mHCed8/s320/DSC_0393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day my friend Kristin came over with her ADORABLE little boy Braxton. It was so much fun to catch up and see the boys together. Braxton is only a couple weeks older than Tristan so seeing them together made me realise how far behind in developement Tristan really is. But according to the doctors it is completely normal. You are suppose to go by when you were due so technically Tristan is only 3 weeks old. I can't wait for him to start smiling all the time like Braxton did. What a cutie! I am so glad we got to get together!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-3814385016659650835?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/3814385016659650835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=3814385016659650835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3814385016659650835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/3814385016659650835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/06/tristan-and-braxton.html' title='Tristan and Braxton'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/TAfW7l1BnjI/AAAAAAAAAlM/hID77mHCed8/s72-c/DSC_0393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-9177295059292451390</id><published>2010-05-27T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:25:04.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abbys preschool graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_640BQodzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Z1b6mh_3AVk/s1600/DSC_0385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_640BQodzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Z1b6mh_3AVk/s320/DSC_0385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476017400760006450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_64z46fxjI/AAAAAAAAAk8/9J9oyAWZMC0/s1600/DSC_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_64z46fxjI/AAAAAAAAAk8/9J9oyAWZMC0/s320/DSC_0383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476017398519678514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_64zQwD0xI/AAAAAAAAAk0/MMneEmsybB0/s1600/DSC_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_64zQwD0xI/AAAAAAAAAk0/MMneEmsybB0/s320/DSC_0335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476017387738485522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_64y81ooJI/AAAAAAAAAks/Jz-uqGCjQc8/s1600/DSC_0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_64y81ooJI/AAAAAAAAAks/Jz-uqGCjQc8/s320/DSC_0327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476017382393159826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby graduated preschool yesterday. She did so well! I am so proud of her. I can't believe how much she has grown up. I am not ready for her to go to kindergarten yet and it has been very hard for me to think about. I know she will love it though. Abby is such a good helper with Tristan and I am so lucky to have her in my life. She is such a joy and I love her so much! Great Job Abs we are so proud of you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-9177295059292451390?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9177295059292451390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=9177295059292451390' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/9177295059292451390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/9177295059292451390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/05/abbys-preschool-graduation.html' title='Abbys preschool graduation'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_640BQodzI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Z1b6mh_3AVk/s72-c/DSC_0385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-4441711674781910489</id><published>2010-05-27T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T11:05:25.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 months old!</title><content type='html'>At 2 months old Tristan weighs 6 pounds 11 ounces and is 18 1/2 inches long! He is getting so big and believe it or not he looks huge to us! I am sure if we saw him next to a baby his age he wouldnt but everyday it is like holy cow kid you are a giant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_60LHIyxAI/AAAAAAAAAkk/JZigY1r6NiU/s1600/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_60LHIyxAI/AAAAAAAAAkk/JZigY1r6NiU/s320/DSC_0188.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476012299916592130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_60Ky_LIpI/AAAAAAAAAkc/UD6d2S1kMhA/s1600/DSC_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_60Ky_LIpI/AAAAAAAAAkc/UD6d2S1kMhA/s320/DSC_0313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476012294507537042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_60KbQoJqI/AAAAAAAAAkU/n7V3PkVBAs8/s1600/DSC_0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_60KbQoJqI/AAAAAAAAAkU/n7V3PkVBAs8/s320/DSC_0205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476012288138290850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention his hair is now RED!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-4441711674781910489?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/4441711674781910489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=4441711674781910489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/4441711674781910489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/4441711674781910489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/05/2-months-old.html' title='2 months old!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_60LHIyxAI/AAAAAAAAAkk/JZigY1r6NiU/s72-c/DSC_0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2589456421094663150</id><published>2010-05-16T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:35:15.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristans first REAL smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_A6CtMFYsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/EAFKG21G7As/s1600/DSC_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_A6CtMFYsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/EAFKG21G7As/s320/DSC_0299.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471937365419582146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan and I get to spend some time together just the two of us on Fridays while Phil is at work and the girls are at their dads. He had just filled his pants (3 seconds after I got done changing him) and I was telling him what a stinker he was for doing that to mommy and asking him if next time he could wait till closer to when daddy gets home. He smiled at he! It was so cute! I happen to have my camera right next to me because I had just been taking pictures of him. I was able to get the end of it! This picture doesnt do it justice but you get the idea. He has done it a few times since but I haven't been able to get a good picture. I hope that I will be able to soon so you can see how cute he is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-2589456421094663150?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2589456421094663150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2589456421094663150' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2589456421094663150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2589456421094663150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/05/tristans-first-real-smile.html' title='Tristans first REAL smile!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S_A6CtMFYsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/EAFKG21G7As/s72-c/DSC_0299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-2179680561520719040</id><published>2010-05-10T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T16:49:46.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Day!</title><content type='html'>Mothers Day was amazing! With some of our tax return Phil bought me a nice camera and we counted it as my mothers Day present. But of course I woke up to presents anyway. Little Stinker! Anyway he got me a photo album (PINK!) to put the pictures I take in and the movie Bride Wars. The girls made me several cards and Abby gave me a jelerey box with her picture on it that she made in preschool. I got to sleep in until ten and woke up to stuffed french toast! Yummy! Abby sang me her Mothers Day songs. She has been talking about it all week but she said I couldnt hear them till Mothers Day. I was spoiled all day. I must say one of the best parts was that Phil didn't make me change one diaper! Nothing is better than being a mother and I am the luckiest one out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S-iZsSmjy3I/AAAAAAAAAkE/TwHeQjTG4vA/s1600/DSC_0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S-iZsSmjy3I/AAAAAAAAAkE/TwHeQjTG4vA/s320/DSC_0118.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469790733628328818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S-iZsCDX1qI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2XGFpBZpboE/s1600/DSC_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S-iZsCDX1qI/AAAAAAAAAj8/2XGFpBZpboE/s320/DSC_0258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469790729185777314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S-iZrXn3cbI/AAAAAAAAAj0/qWvrnnGtWGo/s1600/DSC_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S-iZrXn3cbI/AAAAAAAAAj0/qWvrnnGtWGo/s320/DSC_0238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469790717796118962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-2179680561520719040?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/2179680561520719040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=2179680561520719040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2179680561520719040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/2179680561520719040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mothers Day!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S-iZsSmjy3I/AAAAAAAAAkE/TwHeQjTG4vA/s72-c/DSC_0118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-8324760616257533961</id><published>2010-05-04T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:37:30.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S-D16s1wNaI/AAAAAAAAAjs/eCRjKtVTN2Q/s1600/DSC_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S-D16s1wNaI/AAAAAAAAAjs/eCRjKtVTN2Q/s320/DSC_0183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467640336445617570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S-D16FkhQGI/AAAAAAAAAjk/KZ_mz5FHp9g/s1600/DSC_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S-D16FkhQGI/AAAAAAAAAjk/KZ_mz5FHp9g/s320/DSC_0150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467640325904351330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-8324760616257533961?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8324760616257533961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=8324760616257533961' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8324760616257533961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8324760616257533961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-little-superman.html' title='My little superman'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S-D16s1wNaI/AAAAAAAAAjs/eCRjKtVTN2Q/s72-c/DSC_0183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-8363392650994604468</id><published>2010-04-27T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T15:30:02.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My new love!</title><content type='html'>I have started to really get into photography lately. Well as much as I can with my cheapo camera. But I am still having a ton of fun. It started with my photo shoot of Tristan. I had a blast doing that! Abbys and Joslynns were a little more difficult but it was still fun. Here are some more of my gorgeous girls! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9dlNfGEGCI/AAAAAAAAAjc/CfoVGhdYWDI/s1600/100_2533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9dlNfGEGCI/AAAAAAAAAjc/CfoVGhdYWDI/s320/100_2533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464947955197024290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9dlMpKfHsI/AAAAAAAAAjU/oWYFeDe3PB4/s1600/100_2540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9dlMpKfHsI/AAAAAAAAAjU/oWYFeDe3PB4/s320/100_2540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464947940720058050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-8363392650994604468?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8363392650994604468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=8363392650994604468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8363392650994604468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8363392650994604468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-new-love.html' title='My new love!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9dlNfGEGCI/AAAAAAAAAjc/CfoVGhdYWDI/s72-c/100_2533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-8623806874812918056</id><published>2010-04-26T12:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T12:45:58.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9XtX5MnU2I/AAAAAAAAAis/xTPr6yL47j0/s1600/100_2510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9XtX5MnU2I/AAAAAAAAAis/xTPr6yL47j0/s320/100_2510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464534717630468962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9XtW4sPbNI/AAAAAAAAAik/WLpHNXn1fF8/s1600/100_2520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9XtW4sPbNI/AAAAAAAAAik/WLpHNXn1fF8/s320/100_2520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464534700314815698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9XtWmdUHAI/AAAAAAAAAic/kjYaQc594no/s1600/100_2497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9XtWmdUHAI/AAAAAAAAAic/kjYaQc594no/s320/100_2497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464534695420369922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-8623806874812918056?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8623806874812918056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=8623806874812918056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8623806874812918056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8623806874812918056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-girls.html' title='My girls'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9XtX5MnU2I/AAAAAAAAAis/xTPr6yL47j0/s72-c/100_2510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-6352969540270029113</id><published>2010-04-22T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T20:09:04.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristans photo shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EPGagaMNI/AAAAAAAAAiM/qzBDKiaN7rM/s1600/100_2477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EPGagaMNI/AAAAAAAAAiM/qzBDKiaN7rM/s320/100_2477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463164425846010066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EPFSbA5NI/AAAAAAAAAiE/44D-H2zRF78/s1600/100_2476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EPFSbA5NI/AAAAAAAAAiE/44D-H2zRF78/s320/100_2476.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463164406496027858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EOhh8lmCI/AAAAAAAAAh8/KZADIrG3nt0/s1600/100_2469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EOhh8lmCI/AAAAAAAAAh8/KZADIrG3nt0/s320/100_2469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463163792188086306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EOhL4UOgI/AAAAAAAAAh0/m8f-gyGimkg/s1600/100_2461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EOhL4UOgI/AAAAAAAAAh0/m8f-gyGimkg/s320/100_2461.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463163786264590850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EOgmttKQI/AAAAAAAAAhs/wX6jXwZwvmc/s1600/100_2459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EOgmttKQI/AAAAAAAAAhs/wX6jXwZwvmc/s320/100_2459.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463163776287975682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EOgK3qNnI/AAAAAAAAAhk/XamG66-hio4/s1600/100_2457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EOgK3qNnI/AAAAAAAAAhk/XamG66-hio4/s320/100_2457.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463163768813532786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EOfTHfWQI/AAAAAAAAAhc/H0RCDBzfcvc/s1600/100_2447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EOfTHfWQI/AAAAAAAAAhc/H0RCDBzfcvc/s320/100_2447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463163753847544066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-6352969540270029113?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6352969540270029113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6352969540270029113' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6352969540270029113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6352969540270029113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/04/tristans-photo-shoot.html' title='Tristans photo shoot'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S9EPGagaMNI/AAAAAAAAAiM/qzBDKiaN7rM/s72-c/100_2477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-6175205649756573944</id><published>2010-04-21T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T15:32:24.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S898oawJfkI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jd6dqV9mcIs/s1600/100_2399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S898oawJfkI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jd6dqV9mcIs/s320/100_2399.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462721906841583170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S898n4fykMI/AAAAAAAAAhM/-yBMAY41jNI/s1600/100_2394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S898n4fykMI/AAAAAAAAAhM/-yBMAY41jNI/s320/100_2394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462721897646166210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S898nN9vFHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/tjcd0GAgwGk/s1600/100_2390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S898nN9vFHI/AAAAAAAAAhE/tjcd0GAgwGk/s320/100_2390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462721886229042290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tristan weighed 5 pounds at his doctors appointment! What a BIG boy!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-6175205649756573944?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6175205649756573944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6175205649756573944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6175205649756573944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6175205649756573944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-news.html' title='Good news!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S898oawJfkI/AAAAAAAAAhU/jd6dqV9mcIs/s72-c/100_2399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-8739545625650229016</id><published>2010-04-19T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T23:41:37.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again...</title><content type='html'>I feel like all I do lately is ask for people to pray for us. But then again we know that we are where we are now because of peoples prayers so really how can we not. We have been blessed so much but we have hit a bit of a rough patch. Tristan is struggling with some things. He is not keeping his temp up which causes him to burn too many calories and not put on enough weight. He is one month old now and weighs only 4 pounds 11 ounces. He is supposed to be putting on an ounce a day since he came home. Tomorrow we go back for another weight check. If he has not put on the 5 ounces he needs to he will be admitted to primary childrens NICU. Everyday is a worry for me. I am always checking his temp to see if he needs to go under the heated blanket and usually he does. All I want to do is keep this sweet boy home with us but if the NICU is where he needs to be to grow without too much stress on his little body then that is where I will put him. He also has had 3 abnormal PKU results. They did a 4th test last week and we are waiting for the results. I don't know alot about PKU but I really hope this next test is normal. My poor little guy has been through enough already. But I know that the lord never gives us more than we can handle and that things could be so so much worse so I will take what is handed to me and just be happy that I have this sweet boy in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-8739545625650229016?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8739545625650229016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=8739545625650229016' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8739545625650229016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8739545625650229016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/04/once-again.html' title='Once again...'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-7341201109200923718</id><published>2010-04-15T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T21:25:33.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S8fmjCWu-9I/AAAAAAAAAgI/65S6MzSOUy4/s1600/crib.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S8fmjCWu-9I/AAAAAAAAAgI/65S6MzSOUy4/s320/crib.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460586562812050386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S8fmi7CTlJI/AAAAAAAAAgA/y3G7lffBzH8/s1600/Jos+and+tristan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S8fmi7CTlJI/AAAAAAAAAgA/y3G7lffBzH8/s320/Jos+and+tristan.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460586560847320210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S8fmipM9eJI/AAAAAAAAAf4/TGmMGuaaXAU/s1600/abs+and+baby+t.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S8fmipM9eJI/AAAAAAAAAf4/TGmMGuaaXAU/s320/abs+and+baby+t.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460586556060170386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S8fmiF4io9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/V9n5CNZqnbI/s1600/Smiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S8fmiF4io9I/AAAAAAAAAfw/V9n5CNZqnbI/s320/Smiles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460586546579284946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-7341201109200923718?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/7341201109200923718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=7341201109200923718' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7341201109200923718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/7341201109200923718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/04/tristan.html' title='Tristan'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S8fmjCWu-9I/AAAAAAAAAgI/65S6MzSOUy4/s72-c/crib.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-6987944908438552225</id><published>2010-04-02T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T17:28:21.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My miracle baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S7aLbW38zNI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ONcxYvMtXHY/s1600/Binky+pic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S7aLbW38zNI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ONcxYvMtXHY/s320/Binky+pic.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455701300718914770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S7aLa3kx5cI/AAAAAAAAAfY/yQaNFlP8Yg4/s1600/Bringing+Tristan+Home.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S7aLa3kx5cI/AAAAAAAAAfY/yQaNFlP8Yg4/s320/Bringing+Tristan+Home.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455701292317009346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday we got to bring our sweet baby boy home! His doctors are calling him a miracle baby. None of them have seen a 33wk baby go home before 2 weeks but our little Tristan did it! Things started going our way quickly. He started eating on his own little by little. It started with 2 times a day and then went from there. Imagine my surprise when I went Wednesday and they had removed his feeding tube! I was ECSTATIC! On Monday they moved him out of the incubator into a "big boy bed" I was in heaven! Now I could pick him up and hold him whenever I wanted! Wednesday was a scary night for us. After his car seat test his Temp dropped really low. They talked about putting him under a warmer. I knew this was a step in the wrong direction. When he was first born I could only hold him doing what they call kangaroo care. It is skin to skin. (basically he is naked and I am topless) With me being the mom my temp rises to keep him warm. It is actually pretty cool. I remembered this and asked if we could try it first. They agreed and 20 minutes later his temp was normal. The question was would he keep it that way all night. We went home and waited for the call that he had to be put under the warmer but it didn't come! The next morning we attended rounds where they told us that if we were careful and kept him bundled up and watched his temp we could take him home THAT DAY!!!!! So after only 12 days (still felt like an eternity!) Tristan is home and doing well. He is gaining weight, eating on his own and trying his best to keep his temp up. We went to the doctor today and it was low again. She suggested a heating pad wrapped in his blanket. He LOVES it. I think after last night we will try this to get him to sleep. It is amazing how he was ALWAYS sleeping at the hospital but the day we get him home he chooses to stay up ALL night. But I don't care! I am just happy he is home! We have been so blessed and we are so thankful for all of your thoughts and prayers. Our names probably filled the prayer roll in every temple and we are SO grateful for that. I am overwhelmed by the support we have gotten. We are so lucky to have all of you in our lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-6987944908438552225?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6987944908438552225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6987944908438552225' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6987944908438552225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6987944908438552225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-miracle-baby.html' title='My miracle baby'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S7aLbW38zNI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ONcxYvMtXHY/s72-c/Binky+pic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-6490008107574906335</id><published>2010-03-27T23:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:07:03.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristans first outfit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S67xm9Q3ueI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/3uFA3LWB8iA/s1600/First+outfit!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S67xm9Q3ueI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/3uFA3LWB8iA/s320/First+outfit!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453561850374896098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Tristans first outfit! What a hansome boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-6490008107574906335?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6490008107574906335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6490008107574906335' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6490008107574906335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6490008107574906335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/tristans-first-outfit.html' title='Tristans first outfit'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S67xm9Q3ueI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/3uFA3LWB8iA/s72-c/First+outfit!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-8091163953271887789</id><published>2010-03-27T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T22:45:59.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our surprise arrival!</title><content type='html'>A week ago today we welcomed the arrival of our sweet baby boy! Tristan Phillip Despain was born March 20th 2010. He was 4lbs 4oz and 16 1/2 inches long. He was 7 weeks early. On Thursday the 18th I got out of bed to go to the bathroom. Phil had already left for work and as I walked to the bathroom my water broke. I knew right away that it was my water breaking. There was no mistake! I called Phil and he asked if I had called the Doctor. I said no and that I had no clue what to do. I was so unprepaired! After a call to the doctor we were instructed to HURRY to IMC hospital. There I was put on strict bedrest hoping that we could hold off until I was 34 weeks. When I was admitted I was 32 weeks and 5 days. After 2 days of bedrest I was induced because of severe stomach pain. They were afraid I had an infection. Later we found out it was the early stages of labor not an infection and that I would have had him that day anyway. So after only 5 hours of labor and one contraction of pushing Tristan was born. He was rushed away quickly. Phil was able to go see him shortly after but I had to wait a few hours before they would let me. It has been a long week but Tristan is doing amazingly well! We hope to have him home by my due date which was May 8th. We love this little boy so much and are SO greatful for him in our lives. He is such a joy and we have been blessed in so many ways. He is so strong and everyday he gets stronger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S67o6F1iSDI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Rx_WdTAmAx0/s1600/100_2262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S67o6F1iSDI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Rx_WdTAmAx0/s320/100_2262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453552283489028146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S67o5pK_3LI/AAAAAAAAAfA/GyPhcNAaxGs/s1600/100_2253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S67o5pK_3LI/AAAAAAAAAfA/GyPhcNAaxGs/s320/100_2253.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453552275794418866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S67o5GmQElI/AAAAAAAAAe4/O6Ts9yen7dE/s1600/100_2199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S67o5GmQElI/AAAAAAAAAe4/O6Ts9yen7dE/s320/100_2199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453552266513486418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S67o4YWuuwI/AAAAAAAAAew/oHDvOf2dwsk/s1600/100_2193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S67o4YWuuwI/AAAAAAAAAew/oHDvOf2dwsk/s320/100_2193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453552254100355842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-8091163953271887789?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8091163953271887789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=8091163953271887789' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8091163953271887789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8091163953271887789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/our-surprise-arrival.html' title='Our surprise arrival!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S67o6F1iSDI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Rx_WdTAmAx0/s72-c/100_2262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-9123098285604290538</id><published>2010-03-17T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T09:37:19.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy St. Patricks Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S6EEiqAl6MI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7ZEVe5yctr8/s1600-h/100_2173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S6EEiqAl6MI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7ZEVe5yctr8/s320/100_2173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449642017533847746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S6EEhmrlFqI/AAAAAAAAAeg/zz8imhPANok/s1600-h/100_2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S6EEhmrlFqI/AAAAAAAAAeg/zz8imhPANok/s320/100_2177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449641999460538018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S6EEg1eYI6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/3pyGyd4Rihk/s1600-h/100_2172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S6EEg1eYI6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/3pyGyd4Rihk/s320/100_2172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449641986251826082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S6EEgQ6QUpI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PSHkn3WfRb0/s1600-h/100_2176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S6EEgQ6QUpI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/PSHkn3WfRb0/s320/100_2176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449641976436642450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy St. Patricks Day! Hope you all didn't get pinched as much as I did by these two cuties!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-9123098285604290538?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/9123098285604290538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=9123098285604290538' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/9123098285604290538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/9123098285604290538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St. Patricks Day!!!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S6EEiqAl6MI/AAAAAAAAAeo/7ZEVe5yctr8/s72-c/100_2173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-6896715208974624230</id><published>2010-03-04T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T09:11:10.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly and sweet</title><content type='html'>The girls are so silly and so sweet at the same time. I asked them to go get dressed and Abby was laying on the floor in her room after when Joslynn shut the door, on her head. It was all an accident but Joslynn immediately slid crying Abby on her lap to hug and comfort her and tell her how sorry she was. And between sobs Abby comforted Joslynn telling her that she knew Joslynn didn't mean to. It was so sweet and at the same time the sight of Joslynn holding Abby made me laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_pLIgg_8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/me4gCWWbn1w/s1600-h/100_2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_pLIgg_8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/me4gCWWbn1w/s320/100_2155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444826851985915842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-6896715208974624230?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6896715208974624230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6896715208974624230' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6896715208974624230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6896715208974624230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/silly-and-sweet.html' title='Silly and sweet'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_pLIgg_8I/AAAAAAAAAeI/me4gCWWbn1w/s72-c/100_2155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-8619354306998893881</id><published>2010-03-04T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T09:04:58.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommys helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_j5klEtkI/AAAAAAAAAdg/pMPTiEa8ApQ/s1600-h/Mommys+helper.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_j5klEtkI/AAAAAAAAAdg/pMPTiEa8ApQ/s320/Mommys+helper.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444821052725442114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joslynn is my little helper. She makes her bed every morning and then comes in to Kick me out of bed so we can make mine. After dinner she is clearing plates and washing the table. This picture is of her washing the table after she has cleared everyones dishes. What a sweetheart! She follows me around asking can I help? Can I help? I love her company and she is so sweet! She talks my ear off, telling me about dreams she had or things she plans to do one day. Like go to disneyland with mommy and one day go ice skating ect. She asks questions nonstop. Question after question after question. And just when I think she can't ask anymore she says hey mom? and I say What Jos. and she replies I love you. It doesn't get any better. Below are some random pictures of my little Joslynn and the joy she brings us. Her smile is contagous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_nzhvbOCI/AAAAAAAAAeA/pS0DRvRDqQs/s1600-h/Jos+eating.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_nzhvbOCI/AAAAAAAAAeA/pS0DRvRDqQs/s320/Jos+eating.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444825346930849826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_nzMUvJ9I/AAAAAAAAAd4/kIUIZAjJtZo/s1600-h/Driving+Jos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_nzMUvJ9I/AAAAAAAAAd4/kIUIZAjJtZo/s320/Driving+Jos.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444825341181765586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_nyvICvvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/WkKBfufBUzQ/s1600-h/Silly+Jos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_nyvICvvI/AAAAAAAAAdw/WkKBfufBUzQ/s320/Silly+Jos.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444825333343895282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_nxzE4wAI/AAAAAAAAAdo/cQwn_yguXAQ/s1600-h/sunglasses+Joslynn.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_nxzE4wAI/AAAAAAAAAdo/cQwn_yguXAQ/s320/sunglasses+Joslynn.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444825317224529922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-8619354306998893881?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/8619354306998893881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=8619354306998893881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8619354306998893881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/8619354306998893881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/mommys-helper.html' title='Mommys helper'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_j5klEtkI/AAAAAAAAAdg/pMPTiEa8ApQ/s72-c/Mommys+helper.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-430998123345298530</id><published>2010-03-04T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T08:41:04.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs sleep?</title><content type='html'>Who needs sleep? Not Phil. He has been working a ton lately and crazy hours. From pulling all nighters for his personal training company to having to be in to golds gym in Sandy at 6am and staying up the night before with me so we have a little time together. I don't know how he functions sometimes. And with all this he still tells me to go take a little nap when I am tired or my headaches get too bad. What a guy huh? I don't tell him enough how greatful I am for him and how hard he works so we can live in a nice place. He knew how important it was to me and he does what he has to to make it happen. Thanks babe you are too good to me. &lt;br /&gt;This is a picture that Joslynn took. He had pulled an all nighter the night before and this was his few hour break between shifts. Poor guy. You can't really see but he is asleep. I guess when you get tired enough you really can sleep anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_iR4kxV9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/DzwukmWo4tI/s1600-h/Phil+sleeping.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_iR4kxV9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/DzwukmWo4tI/s320/Phil+sleeping.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444819271386486738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-430998123345298530?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/430998123345298530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=430998123345298530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/430998123345298530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/430998123345298530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/03/who-needs-sleep.html' title='Who needs sleep?'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4_iR4kxV9I/AAAAAAAAAdY/DzwukmWo4tI/s72-c/Phil+sleeping.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-6311474728903705201</id><published>2010-02-25T16:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:03:25.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little teenager</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4cdhpLSJKI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/CDrJ52ie4uc/s1600-h/100_2146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4cdhpLSJKI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/CDrJ52ie4uc/s320/100_2146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442351138526602402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4cdhM64DhI/AAAAAAAAAdI/H2sRi7kvszo/s1600-h/100_2120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4cdhM64DhI/AAAAAAAAAdI/H2sRi7kvszo/s320/100_2120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442351130941591058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-6311474728903705201?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6311474728903705201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6311474728903705201' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6311474728903705201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6311474728903705201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-little-teenager.html' title='My little teenager'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S4cdhpLSJKI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/CDrJ52ie4uc/s72-c/100_2146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-1396027644424098195</id><published>2010-02-17T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T16:06:29.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new place!</title><content type='html'>As most of you facebook friends know we just moved to Bountiful last weekend. Phil has been commuting to Kaysville and had to open his schedule to do a split shift (morning and night) so we had to move closer. Bountiful was halfway. I was a little scared that I would be home sick for Taylorsville but I absolutely LOVE Bountiful. I love the small town feel with the big town conveniences. I must brag about the walmart and Target just down the street in Centerville. It has to be THE NICEST Walmart I have ever seen in my entire life! Anyway we upgraded just a tad from our 800 Sq ft apartment in mini mexico to our 2000 Sq ft townhouse in a pretty nice area. We are just renting for now but we are still aving fun making this place home. Here are some pics! Please keep in mind we haven't even been here a week and are still in the process of unpacking and settling in! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-a5.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791357303205&amp;amp;site=widget-a5.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791357303205&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a5.slide.com/p1/2522015791357303205/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791357303205&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a5.slide.com/p2/2522015791357303205/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2522015791357303205&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a5.slide.com/p4/2522015791357303205/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-1396027644424098195?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/1396027644424098195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=1396027644424098195' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1396027644424098195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/1396027644424098195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-new-place.html' title='Our new place!'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3690855464523233118.post-7734049580036030346</id><published>2010-02-15T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:56:28.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abby is 5!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today is Abbys 5th birthday. Wow is about all I have to say! She is such a joy and I am thankful everyday for her sweet spirit in my life. Her birthday started with Waffles this morning which Joslynn helped me make, then we went to go ice skating but it was SO packed we decided to go swimming instead. Me being the wonderful mother that I am left my camera in the car for the swimming part. Then it was off to Target for Abby to spend some of her birthday money. After that we had dinner at Applebee's. Abby was very sad that they didn't sing to her like they did when we went for Joslynns birthday. I was pretty mad too. She was wearing a birthday princess crown and a birthday girl badge and we even talked to the hostess about it. Anyway we left there having to do some major cheering up so we took her to Mcdonalds for ice cream. By this point Joslynn was pooped (we skipped nap today) and she fell asleep on the bench waiting for ice cream. We ended the night on a not so great note when I spent the rest of the night holding Abby's hair while she threw up. :( What a crappy way to end your birthday! Poor thing is pretty sick. I just hope she is able to get some sleep because her Grandma Despain is taking her to Build A Bear tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;Here are the pictures of the events of the day (except the puking part) Last night we had my family over to celebrate Abby's and my sisters little boy Alex's birthday. They were born on the same day but he turned 2. He had a pinata and they had a blast breaking it. (or trying to) Alex was so sad after though. He walked around with the mangled truck (pinata) saying it was broken. 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They went to Disneyland and then on Thurdsay they will be going to Arizona where his family is from. It is hard knowing that they are seeing the ocean for the first time and going to disneyland for the first time and I am not there to see it. But I hope they are having a blast and will tell me all about it when they get home. I am so greatful that Rand sent me these pictures on my phone! It came at a moment when I was feeling really down and missing them like crazy and it was so good to get the texts with the pictures. It cheered me up. They look like they are having so much fun! Abby loved collecting seashells at the beach and Jos didn't like getting her feet dirty. lol. I miss them so much but am glad they get to go have fun with their dad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S2nt25h2DBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/mOFVYeNFMxI/s1600-h/Jos+suitcase.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S2nt25h2DBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/mOFVYeNFMxI/s320/Jos+suitcase.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434135952810707986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S2nt2MxG4KI/AAAAAAAAAbo/oAKF9SKRcU4/s1600-h/Abby+Suitcase.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S2nt2MxG4KI/AAAAAAAAAbo/oAKF9SKRcU4/s320/Abby+Suitcase.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434135940795130018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S2nt1pnxReI/AAAAAAAAAbg/haHTeE-NWUo/s1600-h/Jos+beach.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S2nt1pnxReI/AAAAAAAAAbg/haHTeE-NWUo/s320/Jos+beach.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434135931360724450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S2nt1TUttDI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Tt1aDK0G-N0/s1600-h/Abby+Beach.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S2nt1TUttDI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Tt1aDK0G-N0/s320/Abby+Beach.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434135925375218738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3690855464523233118-6812121399758031995?l=lyndsieslife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/feeds/6812121399758031995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3690855464523233118&amp;postID=6812121399758031995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6812121399758031995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3690855464523233118/posts/default/6812121399758031995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyndsieslife.blogspot.com/2010/02/girls-vacation.html' title='The girls vacation'/><author><name>Lyndsie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16119372327218650973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/SjBLoAP3zTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/z8n_dIYMp_I/S220/Phil+and+Lyns.aspx.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ag9u6AsExLk/S2nt25h2DBI/AAAAAAAAAbw/mOFVYeNFMxI/s72-c/Jos+suitcase.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
