<?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-6731431620418095022</id><updated>2011-12-13T13:34:06.607-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tx Haessigs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-4952816292061480484</id><published>2010-12-27T23:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T23:36:14.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bout time!</title><content type='html'>This is for the three people out there in blog land that still care! &lt;div&gt;  Ok, so a lot has happened since the beginning of may:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; May &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Craig and I celebrated our 5 year anniversary, I love him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went camping with my family in Oklahoma and explored where my grandpa grew up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Craig had a birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Annabelle turned 3! My baby is getting so big! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found out we are expecting #3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still shock about the news from July!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gretta turns 1 and starts walking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We go to New York and Vermont to visit Craigs family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;October &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We go up to Dallas to visit my family and got to the BYU @ TCU game, even though we lost it was fun to hang out with the hubbs and some friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halloween!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;November &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My older sister and her family came down for thanksgiving and brought one of my little sisters with them, and a friend flew in for the festivities as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mostly getting ready for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somewhere in there we found out we are having another girl. It's about 89% positive, so Craig is still holing out that its actually a boy! But we'll see! We are both excited though. I'm due mid february, hopefully she'll decide to come a little early for me! It has been interesting chasing my two girls around while growing another one, but we've been doing pretty good! They are excited about having a new sister to play with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-4952816292061480484?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/4952816292061480484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=4952816292061480484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/4952816292061480484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/4952816292061480484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2010/12/bout-time.html' title='Bout time!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-2335052716429113684</id><published>2010-05-04T00:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:35:29.525-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Park</title><content type='html'>We went to a park the other day with some good friends. Belle we so excited and asked if it was the "blue" one. I told her I didn't know what color it was, then she tilts her head to one side and says "Oh, is it yellow or somethin?" Too cute! I am so glad I have her! She is so much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-2335052716429113684?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/2335052716429113684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=2335052716429113684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/2335052716429113684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/2335052716429113684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2010/05/park.html' title='Park'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-8299070917722105187</id><published>2010-04-23T22:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T22:03:53.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How clever are you?</title><content type='html'>My old roommate started this really cool blog. Its got links to free stuff and all kinds of coupons! You should check it out! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://cleverhousewife.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://cleverhousewife.com/wp-content/themes/atahualpa/images/ch_button.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&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/6731431620418095022-8299070917722105187?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/8299070917722105187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=8299070917722105187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/8299070917722105187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/8299070917722105187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2010/04/how-clever-are-you.html' title='How clever are you?'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-8812211152436935749</id><published>2010-02-07T00:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:23:13.271-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All grown up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/S25cNsuNk0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qTtaIKtwj3s/s1600-h/IMG_0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/S25cNsuNk0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qTtaIKtwj3s/s320/IMG_0260.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435383190695809858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby eats food now. She LOVES it! I put the bib on her and the poor little thing spazes out before I get the spoon to her lips. The first time I feed her I wasn't sure how she would react, but she gobbled up the rice cereal and applesauce like a champ! She knows when its meal time and gets so excited to see her bib and spoon. &lt;div&gt;  The other day I put a bowl of soup and bread in front of Belle and Gretta just stared and it and slurped her food. She wants REAL people food, in fact she wants it so much she is growing teeth already to get in on the action! Can you believe it? My baby is getting teeth and she isn't even five months yet!!! Belle was seven months when she got her first two, and didn't get anymore till she was almost a year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  How old were your kids when they got their teeth? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS I can put her hair in a pony!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-8812211152436935749?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/8812211152436935749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=8812211152436935749&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/8812211152436935749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/8812211152436935749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2010/02/all-grown-up.html' title='All grown up!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/S25cNsuNk0I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/qTtaIKtwj3s/s72-c/IMG_0260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-2296531129110612367</id><published>2009-12-30T23:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:24:03.498-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beds</title><content type='html'>One night little Annabelle was lonely...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Szwz8cUzJiI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cMG0jLgGK3w/s1600-h/IMG_6859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Szwz8cUzJiI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cMG0jLgGK3w/s320/IMG_6859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421265164935833122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So she wished upon a star, and poof!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Szw0ueKC-tI/AAAAAAAAAKA/EpZb7Mf4fXI/s1600-h/IMG_6873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Szw0ueKC-tI/AAAAAAAAAKA/EpZb7Mf4fXI/s320/IMG_6873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421266024421063378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;A cohort in crime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Szw1OytBa2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/5_xXKVXZn-8/s1600-h/IMG_6894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Szw1OytBa2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/5_xXKVXZn-8/s320/IMG_6894.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421266579692284770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is REALLY what mommy's bed is for!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE my girls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-2296531129110612367?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/2296531129110612367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=2296531129110612367&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/2296531129110612367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/2296531129110612367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/12/beds.html' title='Beds'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Szwz8cUzJiI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cMG0jLgGK3w/s72-c/IMG_6859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-2731729562531355727</id><published>2009-12-30T23:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:12:00.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations with a two-year-old</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Annabelle informed me the other day that "I am going to get married in the temple too! Like you!" It makes me so happy that she listens! &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She also told me that she was sad when I left her to come down here, but she played with Gretta so they were happy. It makes me wonder what/who else she remembers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-2731729562531355727?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/2731729562531355727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=2731729562531355727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/2731729562531355727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/2731729562531355727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/12/conversations-with-two-year-old.html' title='Conversations with a two-year-old'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-8523524834476537563</id><published>2009-12-06T23:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:57:17.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy skills!</title><content type='html'>I want you to think back to when you were a kid and you got sick, who did you want? MOMMY! Well my little girl is no acceptation.  She is a daddy's girl by day and only wants mommy at night, at least while she's sick. Makes a mom feel good, but its not always possible to cuddle with her and take care of a newborn... or so I thought. The other night she was cuddling with me in my bed, and the baby started crying because she was hungry. No biggie right, just give the sickie to the hubby and feed the baby right? WRONG! The sickie would not go to her daddy! So, here I am, wanting to sleep, nursing a baby while holding a two-year old on my lap. That takes some skills let me tell you! How did I ever manage to fall asleep that night you ask? I got the mommy skills, thats how!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-8523524834476537563?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/8523524834476537563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=8523524834476537563&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/8523524834476537563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/8523524834476537563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/12/mommy-skills.html' title='Mommy skills!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-2885841477660309422</id><published>2009-11-16T22:05:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:56:36.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I am finally getting around to blogging about little Gretta's birth.&lt;div&gt;  I started having contractions on the first of september, I was excited and a little nervous, i had decided to have her at home. I wasn't worried about the lack of pain meds because I didn't have an epidural with Annabelle and lived to tell the tale. Well, they were really intense for a few hours and then pretty much stopped when Craig came home from work. Bummer. So for the next 9 days not so much as a peep from my little girl. On the Morning of the 11th, yep thats right, september 11th, I had an appointment that I hopped would be my last, I was getting really uncomfortable, and just felt like a beached whale all the time! I started having really strong contractions while i was getting ready to leave. While I was there they measured and checked me, my belly was 42 cm!! It was only 39 the week before! and I was almost 4cm along. They told me to go home, and call my husband to come home and my mom to start the drive down so she could be there for the birth of grandbaby #6. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;By this point it was around 11:30, I get to my car and tell Craig to come straight home after his 12 o'clock meeting. I call my mom and tell her to get down here so I can have this baby! She tells me she has to "run do a few things" and then she'll be on her way. I was like, "you know I am in labor right?" But whatever! She didn't end up leaving for another few hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Craig comes home, and my labor has almost stopped completely. Great! So Craig and Belle take a nap, I cant sleep because I am really annoyed that my baby isn't here yet, so I do what all good expectant mothers do and I start cleaning! After all the cleaning I'm pretty tired and I am having some contractions, so I fall asleep. At about 6pm I wake up from the intensity of the contractions. I go down stairs and eat some dinner and decide the moment has come to call my midwife. She comes over at about 6:30 and I am about a 5. She leaves for a little bit and Craig takes Belle over to a friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;At about 8 I am almost a 7 and I get into the tub (did I mention I was doing a water birth?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Within 10 minutes my mom and my sister FINALLY arrive, its time to have this baby! It was really a wonderful experience for me to be in my own house, and that I knew what my body was doing. I pushed for maybe half an hour (time is a little warped when you're in labor) and by 9:57 I was holding my 9 lb 13 oz baby girl in my arms! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She is now two months old, and is so much fun! Both girls love each other and I can't believe how different and how much the same things are!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SwIqZllpssI/AAAAAAAAAIw/sdCf0kKvdgI/s1600/IMG_6603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SwIqZllpssI/AAAAAAAAAIw/sdCf0kKvdgI/s320/IMG_6603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404929121873146562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SwIrC8BqxII/AAAAAAAAAI4/QuxzMeBlfmE/s1600/IMG_0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SwIrC8BqxII/AAAAAAAAAI4/QuxzMeBlfmE/s320/IMG_0153.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404929832270873730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SwIsnlibIZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VlESpNEOSnY/s1600/IMG_0146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SwIsnlibIZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VlESpNEOSnY/s320/IMG_0146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404931561401033106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;We sure do love our new little addition!  &lt;/span&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/6731431620418095022-2885841477660309422?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/2885841477660309422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=2885841477660309422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/2885841477660309422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/2885841477660309422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/11/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SwIqZllpssI/AAAAAAAAAIw/sdCf0kKvdgI/s72-c/IMG_6603.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-4459476995992515440</id><published>2009-08-09T23:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:43:09.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing "catch-up"</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I know I'm not very good at updating this. But here you go! Some of the things going on around here the past few months! Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-4459476995992515440?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/4459476995992515440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=4459476995992515440&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/4459476995992515440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/4459476995992515440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/08/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing &quot;catch-up&quot;'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-7749209949889697979</id><published>2009-08-09T23:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:41:41.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Most recent family picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Sn-k9U03EiI/AAAAAAAAAIo/bAGtM86-NLc/s1600-h/DSCN0445_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Sn-k9U03EiI/AAAAAAAAAIo/bAGtM86-NLc/s320/DSCN0445_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368190654318318114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weekends ago we went to the Salt Lick with some friends. Talk about the BEST barbeque you have ever tasted! It was something to write home about! &lt;div&gt;  While we were waiting my friend Kara snapped this picture of us. I think it turned out pretty good! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-7749209949889697979?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/7749209949889697979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=7749209949889697979&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/7749209949889697979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/7749209949889697979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/08/most-recent-family-picture.html' title='Most recent family picture'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Sn-k9U03EiI/AAAAAAAAAIo/bAGtM86-NLc/s72-c/DSCN0445_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-4087856316716350337</id><published>2009-08-09T23:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:36:53.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>June</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   June brought a lot of excitement for us. Craig had his birthday on the 6th. We got to go out for his birthday, it was a lot fun. Some of our good friends watched Belle for us so we could have a real date!  It was grate. Sorry I don't have any baby/kid pictures of him on the computer. Maybe I'll get some scanned by his next birthday! :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Annabelle also had her birthday this month. She turned 2!! I can't believe it! I remember the day I found out I was expecting. It seems like it wasn't very long ago. Maybe thats because I found out about the one on the way in January! We may never know! Anyways, she has grown up so much these past two years! She can count to ten in three languages, it could be more, but thats all we know! She knows a lot of her letters. She is so excited about her new baby sister on the way, and is always asking when she will come out. She knows many primary songs, and even some actions to them. She loves to jump and twirl around. People keep asking me when she turns three because she is so tall! When I took her for her two-year check up her hight was off the charts! She was 36 1/2 inches tall! She is a giant! She is such a sweet, caring little girl, and i know that she will be a GREAT big sister! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Sn-g2s0wrGI/AAAAAAAAAII/bgBrJowUn2A/s1600-h/IMGP1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Sn-g2s0wrGI/AAAAAAAAAII/bgBrJowUn2A/s320/IMGP1177.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368186142454754402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;At my baby shower, 8 months along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Sn-hXMGhs4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/fCAEYow6Rd8/s320/IMGP1278.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368186700606583682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One day old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Sn-ixojAHTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/7t5xSKhUSIg/s320/IMG_3917.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368188254430436658" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Sn-jnh-zwBI/AAAAAAAAAIg/QDr9sJ5VxFM/s1600-h/DSCN0692_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Sn-jnh-zwBI/AAAAAAAAAIg/QDr9sJ5VxFM/s320/DSCN0692_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368189180380954642" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Second birthday. She is 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/6731431620418095022-4087856316716350337?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/4087856316716350337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=4087856316716350337&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/4087856316716350337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/4087856316716350337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/08/june.html' title='June'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Sn-g2s0wrGI/AAAAAAAAAII/bgBrJowUn2A/s72-c/IMGP1177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-3908474813602221558</id><published>2009-08-09T23:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:09:10.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May 7th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know this is a little late, but oh well. deal with it! :)&lt;/div&gt;On May 7th we celebrated the 4th anniversary of our wedding! Ok so didn't really do anything that day, I had really bad food poisoning that I was FINALLY getting over. But thats ok. We did have fun when we did get to celebrate. I love you honey!&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Sn-c_vc1C0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/jy8J9BMFekg/s1600-h/0487993-R1-013-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Sn-c_vc1C0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/jy8J9BMFekg/s400/0487993-R1-013-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368181899731995458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We look so young! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-3908474813602221558?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/3908474813602221558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=3908474813602221558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/3908474813602221558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/3908474813602221558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/08/may-7th.html' title='May 7th'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/Sn-c_vc1C0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/jy8J9BMFekg/s72-c/0487993-R1-013-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-3742448041001170429</id><published>2009-06-14T23:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:23:32.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I'm glad to be her mommy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SjXMsHM2LXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lrkBmGCi0A4/s1600-h/DSCN0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SjXMsHM2LXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lrkBmGCi0A4/s320/DSCN0553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347405190791572850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day started out like almost any other. Belle and I woke up, had breakfast, let it settle in our tummys for a bit and proceeded to go on a walk. If you don't live down here in San Antonio, its REALLY starting to get HOT! At 7pm tonight it was 97. And I'm supposed to go through this pregnant? Really? After we get home after the two mile walk in the blazing sun, I am, as you can imagine, rather smelly. So the only thing that seems to work when naps aren't happening so much anymore is to turn a movie on the computer for Belle so I can take longer than 2 minutes. After I shower and get dressed I come out to check on her. She informs me that is watching "Rella" (Cinderella) and tells me "Wovey SO much!" (wovey= love you) It made my heart melt! I had to cuddle with her for the rest of the movie because I wovey her so much! &lt;div&gt;  Do you have moments when you realize that really, being a mommy is the best thing in the whole world? This was defiantly one for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-3742448041001170429?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/3742448041001170429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=3742448041001170429&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/3742448041001170429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/3742448041001170429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-im-glad-to-be-her-mommy.html' title='Why I&apos;m glad to be her mommy!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SjXMsHM2LXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/lrkBmGCi0A4/s72-c/DSCN0553.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-6531383548503146553</id><published>2009-04-24T07:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T07:27:26.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny story</title><content type='html'>  So a few nights ago Belle and I were eating some french fries for dinner and she had ketchup on her plate. She pointed to it and asked:&lt;div&gt;   Shishy? (fishy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Is there a fishy in your ketchup?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; No... Rove rove? (sound doggies make)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is there a doggie in your ketchup?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No... Kare? (My friend Kara)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is Kara in there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; No... Pinty? (Her son Timmy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is timmy in there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No... Tintin? (Tanner) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is tanner in your ketchup?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No... Doug? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is Doug in you ketchup? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This proceeded a few more times, going through the whole Charlton Family and asking if they were in her ketchup!! She knows that nothing was really in there, but it was so funny to watch/listen to her ask! Its moments like that where its so easy to be her mom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Do you have any funny stories like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-6531383548503146553?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='Charlton' href='http://charltonfamilycircle.blogspot.com' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/6531383548503146553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=6531383548503146553&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/6531383548503146553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/6531383548503146553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/04/funny-story.html' title='Funny story'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-5866254122958847820</id><published>2009-04-08T22:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:41:24.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A....BABY!</title><content type='html'>So, we had our ultrasound on Monday, and even though I think the three people who look at this already know, but we are in fact having a GIRL!! I am so excited I can hardly contain myself! Yes, that is what I wanted! Sorry for the lack of pictures, but we went to a really crappy place and they gave us one picture and I don't remember how to use my scanner... sad I know! But oh well! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Any Ideas for good names? :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-5866254122958847820?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/5866254122958847820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=5866254122958847820&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/5866254122958847820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/5866254122958847820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-ababy.html' title='It&apos;s A....BABY!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-5861816896135733907</id><published>2009-03-31T23:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:08:30.432-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to ME!!</title><content type='html'>So, today is my birthday (technically yesterday now) . I am now the ripe ole age of 25!  It was a good day, nothing too spectacular, but I'm glad to be here. I really feel now like I am an adult. It took me almost 4 years of marriage, graduating from collage, buying a house, and having a child and a half to get here, but I'm glad... thats at least what I say now! I hope it lasts through tomorrow! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SdL15vfv8SI/AAAAAAAAAHE/t_4TB8KAxE4/s1600-h/Esther_Scannert_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SdL15vfv8SI/AAAAAAAAAHE/t_4TB8KAxE4/s400/Esther_Scannert_0008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319584482228957474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SdL2XxWgoJI/AAAAAAAAAHM/eorxV8T2UUI/s1600-h/Esther_Scannert_0035_2_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SdL2XxWgoJI/AAAAAAAAAHM/eorxV8T2UUI/s400/Esther_Scannert_0035_2_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319584998123151506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just two of my favorite little me pictures!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-5861816896135733907?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/5861816896135733907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=5861816896135733907&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/5861816896135733907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/5861816896135733907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to ME!!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SdL15vfv8SI/AAAAAAAAAHE/t_4TB8KAxE4/s72-c/Esther_Scannert_0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-1704499395255425648</id><published>2009-03-12T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:29:37.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds like fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;The first five people to comment on this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!&lt;br /&gt;2. What I create will be just for you.&lt;br /&gt;3. It'll be done this year (hopefully sooner than later.)&lt;br /&gt;4. You will have no clue what it is going to be.&lt;br /&gt;5. I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.&lt;br /&gt;The catch? Oh the catch is that you must re-post this on your blog. The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me you did will win a marvelous homemade gift by me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the games begin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-1704499395255425648?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/1704499395255425648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=1704499395255425648&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/1704499395255425648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/1704499395255425648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/03/sounds-like-fun.html' title='Sounds like fun!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-5608555193130793997</id><published>2009-03-05T16:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T16:14:09.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'Bout time!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, ok, I know I have been slacking on my blogging duties. It has been a little crazy around here over the past few weeks or so. We found out in January that baby #2 will be joining our little family in September. My EDD is the 13ish, so that means that I am almost 13 weeks along. We still haven't heard the heartbeat yet, but I was only 10 weeks at the time, so the baby must have just been too small still. We should be finding out who it is in April. I can't wait! &lt;div&gt;  Just wanted to let everyone know! Oh, and yes, the cravings are INSANE!! But that's a whole other post! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-5608555193130793997?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/5608555193130793997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=5608555193130793997&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/5608555193130793997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/5608555193130793997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2009/03/bout-time.html' title='&apos;Bout time!!!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-1621037903106067070</id><published>2008-12-15T21:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:07:54.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fancy Nancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://6F84A250-5441-40B2-AE5A-9DEB0E7F0461/fancy-nancy.gif" alt="fancy-nancy.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;    When Annabelle was born, her aunt Megan sent her this Fancy Nancy book. Even though she was much too little to completely understand the books, I felt it necessary to read them to her. My in-laws have always talked about her becoming a basketball player (yuk! Boys can play, but not my little girl!) ever since we found out she was a girl. You can see why I had to indoctrinate her at a very young age. You can see its working! HAHA!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SUcpL25k06I/AAAAAAAAAGw/jlfaoKJ-Fsw/s1600-h/h+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SUcpL25k06I/AAAAAAAAAGw/jlfaoKJ-Fsw/s400/h+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280234371807499170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt; sorry, just had to be excited that my Girl is acting like one!  She can like to watch sports with her daddy, i don't care about that, just so long as she wears  hair bows with her jersey! &lt;/p&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/6731431620418095022-1621037903106067070?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/1621037903106067070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=1621037903106067070&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/1621037903106067070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/1621037903106067070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-fancy-nancy.html' title='My Fancy Nancy'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SUcpL25k06I/AAAAAAAAAGw/jlfaoKJ-Fsw/s72-c/h+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-1983666810041591533</id><published>2008-12-14T08:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:07:18.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Craigs Turn</title><content type='html'>Well I think its my turn to add a post.  Its been awhile for us.  So last night we got to go to my companies Christmas Party.  This year it was at the Alamo Dome here in San Antonio.  We also had two bands this year.  Lonestar and Styx.  We had a great time!  The food was really good and so was the desert.  There wasnt long lines like last year and there was actually enough room for everyone.  Just to give you all a perspective my company i think employees 24,000 people.  I think 15,000 people are in San Antonio alone and everyone gets to bring someone.  So you can imagine you have to get a big place for everyone.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course we dont have any pictures.  Santa hasn't brought us our new camera yet.... oh well some of our friends took our picture, Esther will add it I am sure.  I hate adding pictures on these things.  I am a computer nerd and I criticize the interfaces these site build because they re just awful.. ok sorry i ranted.  But the music was really good.  The traffic wasn't bad at all.  Work supplied buses to take us down town from the office.  It was great!  Lonestar was pretty good, we new more of their music since I am a country fan.  Styx was great!  They are getting up there in age but they put on a good show.  They made fun of themselves for being around for so long but I  think its great.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall it was a great night!  Of course I felt sick when I got home... whats up with that?  Cause I feel better now.  Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-1983666810041591533?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/1983666810041591533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=1983666810041591533&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/1983666810041591533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/1983666810041591533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2008/12/craigs-turn.html' title='Craigs Turn'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-3920946676176161314</id><published>2008-12-03T23:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:58:40.298-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My first tag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/STdwlAe_FNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/gYqi7Gqgc8w/s1600-h/2J6Z2G0B8T_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/STdwlAe_FNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/gYqi7Gqgc8w/s320/2J6Z2G0B8T_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275809269575259346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);   font-family:Trebuchet;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Husband Tag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Where did you meet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We meet at school (BYU-I). He was friends w/ my sister in VA, transferred to my school, i called him, and my roommate and I wanted to meet cute boys, so we went to his apartment, and the rest is history! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. How long did you date before you got married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Our first date was the beginning or Aug 04, we stared officially dating in Oct. We were married in May or 05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. How long have you been married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3 1/2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. What does he do that surprises you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sometimes he makes me fall in love with him all over again! (Cheesy, but true!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is you favorite feature of his?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, he is just tall enough, he has beautiful eyes, and a really cute smile! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. Does he have a nickname for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Not really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8. What's his favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9. What's his favorite food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anything I make. :) I love that. (Have to steel Kara's on this on!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10. What is his favorite sport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Football!!!! And everything else other than soccer and hockey, is just below that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;11. When and where was your first kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He had just come from visiting back east, he picked me up, we had a very long conversation as i recall, and then he kissed me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;12. What is your favorite thing to do as a couple?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Watch our favorite tv shows, or go to the movies. Or just talk about whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;13. Do you have any children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, our beautiful baby girl is Annabelle, she is almost 18months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;14. Does he have a hidden talent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He cleans a mean bathtub! And he makes really good meatballs with homemade sauce! Thats why we started dating! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;15. How old is he?&lt;br /&gt;25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who said I love you first?&lt;br /&gt;He would say it was me, but if you want to know the truth, it was him!  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What is his favorite type of music?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He is funny about music, he likes country, or weezer and third eye blind! Its wired! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you admire the most about him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;His strong sense of right and wrong, his honor for his priesthood.  He is hilarious, and the best daddy ever for Belle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you think he will read this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;20. Who will you Tag?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Amy, and Krista! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-3920946676176161314?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/3920946676176161314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=3920946676176161314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/3920946676176161314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/3920946676176161314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2008/12/husband-tag-1.html' title='My first tag!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/STdwlAe_FNI/AAAAAAAAAGo/gYqi7Gqgc8w/s72-c/2J6Z2G0B8T_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-2912091829542528140</id><published>2008-11-09T17:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:36:39.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What did you say?</title><content type='html'>  On thursday I was putting Belle to sleep for her nap. I still hold her, its cuddle time for me! :) Well she usually has to say a few things to keep herself awake, and then I'll tell her to go to sleep, and then she'll say "Night night". Well, she kept saying something over and over. I was about to tell her to hush and go to sleep, then I realized that she was saying "Love you" (wov ew) I almost started to cry. She has never said love you on her own before! I told her that I love her too! And kissed her and then she fell right to sleep! That is going on my top ten favorite mommy moments!  Just had to share!&lt;div&gt;     Has anything like that happened to you where you were caught off guard with something that made your heart melt? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-2912091829542528140?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/2912091829542528140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=2912091829542528140&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/2912091829542528140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/2912091829542528140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-did-you-say.html' title='What did you say?'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-8417960242184139730</id><published>2008-11-09T17:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:28:14.875-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdxWHVC4WI/AAAAAAAAAGg/pOAlr6XpI9s/s1600-h/IMG_5947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdxWHVC4WI/AAAAAAAAAGg/pOAlr6XpI9s/s320/IMG_5947.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266802913971462498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdwZ47UHYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/B3igHOXDojk/s1600-h/IMG_6024.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdv6bLOOsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/u2AfpyNL_KM/s1600-h/IMG_5946.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Halloween was a first for me. Not the actual day itself,  but the trick-or-treating part. No I never went trick-or-treating as a child. Some of might say how crappy that must have been for me! What horrible parents wouldn't take their kids out on halloween? Well, I would say to that, what SMART parents wouldn't take their kids out! It was hot, and all Annabelle wanted to do once we got home was be a pill and eat candy! Yes I know thats what you are supposed to do after getting all that candy, but I have a good kid! She has NEVER acted that way before! It was obnoxious! Oh well, it will probably happen again next year... Will i never learn? She looked really cute though! &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdv6bLOOsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/u2AfpyNL_KM/s320/IMG_5946.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266801338751007426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdwZ47UHYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/B3igHOXDojk/s320/IMG_6024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266801879313292674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think she had fun, which, in the end, is all that matters!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"&gt; &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/6731431620418095022-8417960242184139730?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/8417960242184139730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=8417960242184139730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/8417960242184139730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/8417960242184139730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdxWHVC4WI/AAAAAAAAAGg/pOAlr6XpI9s/s72-c/IMG_5947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-7534043682958391724</id><published>2008-11-09T16:48:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T17:12:18.581-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jacob is home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdtxDSJY_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/OMRB_qTlGJM/s1600-h/IMG_5740_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Ok, so I know I haven't been so diligent about blogging  for the last, well ever! So here I am to play catch up!&lt;br /&gt;On Friday September 19th my little brother Jacob returned after serving a two year mission for our church in Minnesota. It was so good to see him, we have always been really close so it was good to have him back!&lt;br /&gt;We waited for what seemed like FORVER! We heard over the intercom that his plane landed so we all lined up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdqlKy1q8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/j1oupobAlpk/s1600-h/IMG_5710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdqlKy1q8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/j1oupobAlpk/s320/IMG_5710.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266795476018375618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our shirts say "We heart J A C O B !" Starting at left, Miriam, Rachel, Joseph, Daniel, Paul (my sisters husband) Sariah, Rebekah, Me and Annabelle. Yes I know the color is horrible, Jacob's favorite color is yellow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  We could see Jakes gate from where we were. After MANY false alarms we saw him. Unfortunately for us he saw us too. He high-tailed it to the bathroom to tell himself that was going to be alright. I guess we are pretty overwhelming, even to one of our own! Then he came out to see us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdsQZRntYI/AAAAAAAAAF4/v-jEws-hWgg/s320/IMG_5713_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266797318151583106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dad got the first hug! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdsxEuD-5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/4Jx5C_W5Wrs/s320/IMG_5719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266797879569415058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then it was mamas turn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For those of you who have never had Blue Bell ice cream, shame on you!  Come down here and get some! That was one of the three things requested for Jakes welcome home dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdtxDSJY_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/OMRB_qTlGJM/s1600-h/IMG_5740_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdtxDSJY_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/OMRB_qTlGJM/s320/IMG_5740_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266798978695521266" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How do ya think we did? And yes, it was all gone with in just a few short hours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; WELCOME HOME LITTLE BRO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-7534043682958391724?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/7534043682958391724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=7534043682958391724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/7534043682958391724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/7534043682958391724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2008/11/ok-so-i-know-i-havent-been-so-diligent.html' title='Jacob is home!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SRdqlKy1q8I/AAAAAAAAAFw/j1oupobAlpk/s72-c/IMG_5710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-2611014926040375068</id><published>2008-10-28T23:14:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T00:06:25.397-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Adventures</title><content type='html'>So we have been busy.  We got to go to Dallas for a whole week.  I (Craig) was in training for most of the week and Esther got to hang out with the family in Dallas.  We got a really nice hotel.  It had two flat screen TVs, king size bed.  It was great.  We also got to go to the TCU BYU football game.  Yah not so great of a turnout for BYU.  I was so pumped up for that game and then we got there late and it was 14 - 0 when we finally got to our seats. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This last weekend we got to go to a work party.  It was at the Don Strange ranch in Boerne, TX.  Its a really cool place.  Annabelle got to ride her first pony.  She kept saying. "Nay, Nay " for a horse noise.  It was so cute.  She also got to pet goats, sheep and chickens.  There were ducks but they were kinda mean and would peck at your feet.  It was a fun time!  We were glad we go to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfqlmW-gLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pYcbH6Ck0gQ/s1600-h/IMG_5931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfqlmW-gLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pYcbH6Ck0gQ/s320/IMG_5931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262432621278691506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures of our adventures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfpmcv-GkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NzUv8RNSY_s/s1600-h/IMG_5745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfpmcv-GkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NzUv8RNSY_s/s320/IMG_5745.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262431536367409730" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfpmcv-GkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/NzUv8RNSY_s/s1600-h/IMG_5745.JPG"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfsrZLJm2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/8Z2a1O4WLtw/s1600-h/IMG_5943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfsrZLJm2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/8Z2a1O4WLtw/s320/IMG_5943.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262434919841897314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfsq7mj23I/AAAAAAAAAFg/ePErCsGpdeI/s1600-h/IMG_5935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfsq7mj23I/AAAAAAAAAFg/ePErCsGpdeI/s320/IMG_5935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262434911903800178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfr7BRZoSI/AAAAAAAAAFY/09ff2l-D9KA/s1600-h/IMG_5941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfr7BRZoSI/AAAAAAAAAFY/09ff2l-D9KA/s320/IMG_5941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262434088791941410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfrk1iu-UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/eiGqMAAat4U/s1600-h/IMG_5879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfrk1iu-UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/eiGqMAAat4U/s320/IMG_5879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262433707686295874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-2611014926040375068?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/2611014926040375068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=2611014926040375068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/2611014926040375068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/2611014926040375068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2008/10/our-adventures.html' title='Our Adventures'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SQfqlmW-gLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pYcbH6Ck0gQ/s72-c/IMG_5931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-5979705554839732562</id><published>2008-10-04T01:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T01:29:51.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My big helper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SOcLr6hraYI/AAAAAAAAADY/k3hHcXfVfZ0/s1600-h/IMG_5497_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SOcLr6hraYI/AAAAAAAAADY/k3hHcXfVfZ0/s320/IMG_5497_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253180339423766914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Annabelle has a new favorite thing. Helping me cook. I don't mind, I like the company. It all started one day i was making dinner and she seemed to be getting into EVERYTHING!!! It was driving me crazy, so what do I do? Plop her on the counter next to me. She thought it was the coolest thing ever. The only problem is that now when I'm chopping something, or I am handeling raw meat, she tries to squeeze in between me and the counter, to get my attention so I will put her up on the counter. Its so fun to me that loves "cooking" so much! I guess she is my kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Yesterday she and I were watering the plants and trees in the front yard, and she was helping by holding my hand with her right, and playing in the water with her left. It was such a good experience for both of us. I know that might seem silly, but I feel that we have been growing closer these past few days. It makes me happy. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SOcM7RcwOjI/AAAAAAAAADo/0gmQWvZoUkk/s1600-h/IMG_4638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SOcM7RcwOjI/AAAAAAAAADo/0gmQWvZoUkk/s320/IMG_4638.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253181702786791986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was when it rained this summer. Not from her playing in the hose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; She has a few new words that she says and recognizes the objects: Frog, Croak, Yogurt, Delicious ("Licious"),  Flower and today we were walking up and down the sidewalk waiting for daddy to come home and she bends over, pats the ground and says "sidewalk"!!! Can you believe it?!?! I was shocked at how smart she is! Has anyone else had something like that happen? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SOcMb7OyYhI/AAAAAAAAADg/i-4c6NO6Poo/s1600-h/IMG_4713.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SOcMb7OyYhI/AAAAAAAAADg/i-4c6NO6Poo/s320/IMG_4713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253181164246688274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is such a big helper!! And I love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-5979705554839732562?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/5979705554839732562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=5979705554839732562&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/5979705554839732562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/5979705554839732562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-big-helper.html' title='My big helper!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SOcLr6hraYI/AAAAAAAAADY/k3hHcXfVfZ0/s72-c/IMG_5497_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-3016528927567027659</id><published>2008-09-07T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:39:25.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The love!</title><content type='html'>I would just like to take this moment to express the LOVE I have for my little family! We have been in New York for the past week visiting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haessig&lt;/span&gt; side of the family, and I have had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to be able to sit back a bit and observe my wonderful husband and presous baby girl! Not one moment really stands out in my mind, just an overall happyness has seemed to wash over us! It has been good for Craig to be able to take some time off and play with his family that he doesn't get to see very much. I feel like I have fallen in love with him all over again! I LOVE YOU CRAIG!!!!! I LOVE YOU ANNABELLE!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-3016528927567027659?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/3016528927567027659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=3016528927567027659&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/3016528927567027659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/3016528927567027659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2008/09/love.html' title='The love!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-7819886916799788190</id><published>2008-08-21T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:29:15.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She really is his kid!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SK4i08JkfMI/AAAAAAAAADA/YnNtZmRqFhM/s1600-h/IMG_5160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SK4i08JkfMI/AAAAAAAAADA/YnNtZmRqFhM/s320/IMG_5160.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237161709573274818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  So last week I came into the office to see this. (The picture speaks for itself!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SK4jOlMvAxI/AAAAAAAAADI/UX4v0T_d4KQ/s1600-h/IMG_5168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SK4jOlMvAxI/AAAAAAAAADI/UX4v0T_d4KQ/s320/IMG_5168.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237162150089130770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She had gotten her little hands on the laptop, and get this, had flipped the picture and had changed it to black and white! Craig had to google what he needed to do to fix it! It was crazy! Now I am living with TWO computer nerds! At least she likes girly things too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SK4kUD8O1CI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TQPAvTIMwQY/s1600-h/IMG_4965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SK4kUD8O1CI/AAAAAAAAADQ/TQPAvTIMwQY/s320/IMG_4965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237163343752385570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's my fancy girl! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-7819886916799788190?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/7819886916799788190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=7819886916799788190&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/7819886916799788190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/7819886916799788190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2008/08/she-really-is-his-kid.html' title='She really is his kid!!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SK4i08JkfMI/AAAAAAAAADA/YnNtZmRqFhM/s72-c/IMG_5160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-4789454602471987495</id><published>2008-08-04T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T23:37:26.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfY-RgCJsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZZ7-jEB7GMA/s1600-h/IMG_4609_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfY-RgCJsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZZ7-jEB7GMA/s320/IMG_4609_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230888056575370946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Oh my goodness! So much to catch up on! We had a birthday back in June, (I know! I said I needed to catch up!) My baby girl turned one! Happy birthday Belle! She had  party with all of her little friends! I was so much fun! She loves cupcakes, pics of that to come, she got some really good presents, and fun was had by all!&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfPs9jzyaI/AAAAAAAAAB4/z4LxNV1Fdp8/s320/IMG_3526.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230877863560071586" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;            These are the cup cakes I made for her birthday. So yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfR0DFvXPI/AAAAAAAAACA/tuNwG09l2FI/s1600-h/IMG_3865_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfR0DFvXPI/AAAAAAAAACA/tuNwG09l2FI/s320/IMG_3865_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230880184326905074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the Cake I made for her party. She loved it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfSf_jfA3I/AAAAAAAAACI/mXm7YeiZlXg/s1600-h/IMG_4016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfSf_jfA3I/AAAAAAAAACI/mXm7YeiZlXg/s320/IMG_4016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230880939292164978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you think she liked it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfS5PtE4TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/82tX-HOIMy4/s1600-h/IMG_4025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfS5PtE4TI/AAAAAAAAACQ/82tX-HOIMy4/s320/IMG_4025.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230881373124092210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I get cake AND PRESENTS?!?"&lt;br /&gt;For the 4th of July we went up to Dallas to visit my family. We ate good food, stayed up late, got up way to early to eat some pancakes, (in my parents ward they started at 7!!! ) and watched some guy that looked like Kermit the Frog sing a song about the Alamo. Then that night we watched fireworks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfVlF9mL9I/AAAAAAAAACY/9UAQLZAxPCE/s1600-h/IMG_4246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfVlF9mL9I/AAAAAAAAACY/9UAQLZAxPCE/s320/IMG_4246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230884325446528978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for the bike parade to start, and being patriotic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfWQeIk5KI/AAAAAAAAACg/T1buea_xm4k/s1600-h/IMG_4330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfWQeIk5KI/AAAAAAAAACg/T1buea_xm4k/s320/IMG_4330.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230885070669407394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My crazy little sisters! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfWvNkyR7I/AAAAAAAAACo/vw0HbIOWpzA/s1600-h/IMG_4345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfWvNkyR7I/AAAAAAAAACo/vw0HbIOWpzA/s320/IMG_4345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230885598800267186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another Girly shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfYYxqoQzI/AAAAAAAAACw/kVH1G52szbc/s1600-h/IMG_4588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfYYxqoQzI/AAAAAAAAACw/kVH1G52szbc/s320/IMG_4588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230887412374717234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We brought two of my sisters back with us. Here are Sariah and Rebekah before the dance. Aren't they beautiful!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-4789454602471987495?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/4789454602471987495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=4789454602471987495&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/4789454602471987495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/4789454602471987495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2008/08/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SJfY-RgCJsI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZZ7-jEB7GMA/s72-c/IMG_4609_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-6381144851185815501</id><published>2008-06-23T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T01:08:53.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that garden hoses can explode? Well that very thing happened to me yesterday. I was going out to water my sad little garden, turned on the hose... heard a strange noise, thought nothing of it, then GOUSH!!! Water was all over me, and the worst part was that the water was hot!! It was horrible! Craig just stood there trying not to laugh at me. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF8zVovjyYI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mzopzY18VSQ/s1600-h/IMG_3446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF8zVovjyYI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mzopzY18VSQ/s320/IMG_3446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214943340325489026" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what my hose now looks like. Crazy huh? I could have died!! Not really, but I have to be dramatic. Lets face it!:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Annabelle is going to have her first birthday on Wednesday. *Sniff sniff* My baby is growing up! She also started walking  really well over the past week. She is getting more fun all the time! Here are a few update pictures for those of you who haven't seen her for a while, or for those of you that just want to see my cute kid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF81n3nQ8yI/AAAAAAAAAAg/n9gXm_IUZ4o/s1600-h/IMG_3391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF81n3nQ8yI/AAAAAAAAAAg/n9gXm_IUZ4o/s320/IMG_3391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214945852578132770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is her making a funny face, one of my favorites! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF83ePaQdSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2bZz6S3wKxo/s1600-h/IMG_3403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF83ePaQdSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2bZz6S3wKxo/s320/IMG_3403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214947886190589218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She got some new sunglasses, now she is one cool chick!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF837fq5DNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/n3Zw0CuMWwE/s1600-h/IMG_3431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF837fq5DNI/AAAAAAAAAAw/n3Zw0CuMWwE/s320/IMG_3431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214948388771531986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's my pretty girl!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so since i am a foodie, I have to put up some pictures that will make you  hungry. In advance I apologize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF86Un5Lo_I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Iq1A3adx0Ao/s1600-h/IMG_3266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF86Un5Lo_I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Iq1A3adx0Ao/s320/IMG_3266.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214951019498939378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was a very yummy salad I made one day for lunch. Mixed greens, strawberries, asparagus, and some feta cheese. Can you get much better than that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF87bxsf_ZI/AAAAAAAAABA/_6H3XhilvvE/s1600-h/IMG_3341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF87bxsf_ZI/AAAAAAAAABA/_6H3XhilvvE/s320/IMG_3341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214952241900813714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some cupcakes I made for some friends, Delish! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF88hdgmpyI/AAAAAAAAABI/pX0ZnTG4O1Y/s1600-h/IMG_3309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF88hdgmpyI/AAAAAAAAABI/pX0ZnTG4O1Y/s320/IMG_3309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214953439073052450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I give my child chocolate frosting, she said please! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF89RdOgTWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nIDcccdQOCc/s1600-h/IMG_3477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF89RdOgTWI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nIDcccdQOCc/s320/IMG_3477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214954263630859618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best cookies i have made in a while. Chocolate chip with pecans!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Well, now that I'm hungry, I think I'll go get a snack and see ya'll soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-6381144851185815501?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/6381144851185815501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=6381144851185815501&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/6381144851185815501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/6381144851185815501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2008/06/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know?'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SF8zVovjyYI/AAAAAAAAAAY/mzopzY18VSQ/s72-c/IMG_3446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731431620418095022.post-9005400132728453980</id><published>2008-06-18T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:01:37.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a BLOGGER!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness. So this is where all the cool moms are!! Crazy! I feel like I am starting a new journal or something. I always feel so awkward, like I dont know what to say. Well, my husband and I moved to San Antonio two years ago right after we graduated from BYU-Idaho. He got a job at USAA. Since then we have had the most beautiful child ever, sorry to all you moms, but its true! We bought a house and have lived her for almost a year! I am in the middle of starting my own cake decorating company, and Craig just switched teams at work. Its been pretty busy for us, but we like it that way! I am excited to be doing to blog thing! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731431620418095022-9005400132728453980?l=txhess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/feeds/9005400132728453980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731431620418095022&amp;postID=9005400132728453980&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/9005400132728453980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731431620418095022/posts/default/9005400132728453980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txhess.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-blogger.html' title='I&apos;m a BLOGGER!!!!'/><author><name>txhess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08268823964624863334</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2nU48cvNBnM/SlTSl_cyVvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/lU03c1Ajgxs/S220/DSCN0491.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
